Although Ding Peng got up early in the morning to make breakfast, the three sisters Ding Manrou were a little flattered, he had to admit that the porridge he cooked was indeed very fragrant. Each of the three sisters drank two bowls before putting down the bowls and chopsticks.

In fact, Ding Peng wanted to get some pickled vegetables, but this guy flipped his pockets and couldn't find a single steel slag. His pocket was cleaner than his face.

After breakfast, the three sisters started to go back to the house to clean up.

Originally, they wanted to wash dishes by themselves, but Ding Peng stopped them and asked them to pack up quickly to avoid being late.

The three sisters went back to the house like sleepwalking. When they walked out of the house, Ding Peng found that Ding Manrou had carried Xiao Ding Li out.

The little guy hasn't woken up yet. Maybe he felt someone hugging him, and his little hand grabbed him in the air, and then fell asleep quietly again.

"What are you doing? Didn't you go to work? Why did you carry him out?" Ding Peng, who was cleaning the pots and dishes, asked strangely.

Ding Man Judo: "I'll send Xiaoli to my aunt and ask her to help take care of her."

Ding Peng was not happy, thinking that you should not lose such a good opportunity to bring your relationship closer, so he said, "It's not that, there is no one at home. Besides, your aunt is working hard enough every day, so don't cause trouble for her."

“Uh~~”

Ding Manrou looked at Ding Peng with uncertainty, then looked down at her younger brother who was still sleeping. This time she was really in trouble.

After all, my brother is not another object. This is a person, and he is the only brother. Although the drunkard father has become better in the past two days, she is still worried. What if he abused his brother at home? The little guy can't even speak clearly and won't even shout for help.

"I......"

Ding Manrou is really embarrassed.

Ding Ding hurriedly said, "My brother and Xiaoqiang are having a good time. If you wake up, you will cry if you find that Xiaoqiang is not next to you."

Ding Dang and Ding Manrou both nodded quickly.

Ding Peng also knew what his daughters were worried about, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't abuse him at home. He is my son. Why do I do that kind of stupid thing for no reason? If he wakes up and cries, I can't coax you and then hug you to your aunt. Anyway, it's not far away, it's a matter of a few steps."

Seeing that Ding Peng said so, Ding Manrou gritted her teeth, then slowly returned to the house and placed Ding Li on the bed.

"Sister!" Ding Ding saw it and hurriedly called Ding Manrou.

Ding Manrou came out of the room, looked at Ding Peng, and said seriously: "Don't hit my brother!"

Ding Peng took the Wanli together and walked towards the kitchen. At this time, he stopped and said solemnly: "Don't fight!"

Ding Manrou observed Ding Peng's face for a while, as if she was confirming whether the drunkard father was a lie. Finally, she confirmed that it seemed that it was not a lie. Then she nodded and opened the door with her two sisters and went out.

Looking at the closed door, Ding Peng shook his head, thinking that no matter how he changed, the image of the drunkard Ding Peng in the hearts of his daughters is still not easy to change. It seems that the daughters suffered too much before.

"Drunkard Ding Peng, a hammer!"

He cursed the drunkard Ding Peng again in his heart, and then he went to the kitchen to wash the pots and dishes.

Ding Manrou walked in front of the community, and Ding Ding quickly chased after him, saying unhappy: "Sister, do you really feel at ease to hand over your brother to him? He has never taken care of the child, okay?"

Ding Dang also said, "I'm quite worried about my brother."

Ding Manrou didn't say anything, but picked up her cell phone and called Zhao Fang, asking her to pay attention to this point, and told them whenever there was any situation.

Seeing that the eldest sister contacted her aunt, Ding Dang and Ding Dang went to school without saying a word, and Ding Manrou took the other bus to work.

After Ding Peng finished washing the pot and washed the dishes, he sat down on the wine bottle stool in the living room. He was thinking about how to make money. Although he told Ding Manrou that he had a solution, he was actually just to comfort her. He was not familiar with the place in this world and didn’t know what the situation was outside. It was really difficult to get money. Although he has obtained the skills of breeding now, it only took one month, and he couldn’t raise anything in this month.

"What's going on?" Ding Peng asked himself in his heart.

Then he gave himself another answer: "I don't know!"

In the end, there was no way. Ding Peng took out his phone. It was still an elderly phone and he didn't even have the function of surfing the Internet. He could only make a phone call and send text messages.

"Damn, there's nothing, you're going to make a fortune!"

Ding Peng wanted to fall while holding the old man's machine, but after trying it a few times, he didn't fall down. The thing fell and even the old man's machine disappeared.

Just when he was very depressed, Ding Li's crying came from the room.

The guy hurriedly installed the old man's machine and ran into the room.

Just when Ding Li on the bed was awake, Ding Peng thought that the little guy might have opened his eyes and didn't see anyone, so he must have been scared to death.

"Oh oh, baby won't cry, baby won't cry, dad is here."

Ding Peng hurriedly picked Ding Li up from the bed, then gently shaking and walking back and forth in the house.

But Xiao Ding Li didn't seem to be using his trick at all. He looked at Ding Peng and continued to cry at the top of his throat.

Ding Peng was puzzled. Yesterday, he saw his little guy clapping his hands and calling him dad. Why did he admit his child after sleeping all night?

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'll tie my dad, I'll tie my dad." Ding Peng was anxious and half-hearted Cantonese was released.

The little guy couldn't understand Mandarin, let alone Cantonese, and he kept crying.

Ding Peng is so depressed, thinking to himself, why are you crying? I didn’t hug you, can’t I be a good baby quietly?

"Don't cry, Ali won't cry, meow~~"

"Wow......"

"Puppy, look at daddy to pretend to be a puppy, woof..."

“Wow…”

"The old cat is here, and if you cry, you will catch people."

“Wow wow wow wow…”

"Damn, are you still finished? Is it interesting to cry so much in the morning?"

Ding Peng went crazy. The little guy couldn't get in. No matter how he coaxed him, he kept crying.

In the end, Ding Peng wanted to kneel down and beg the little guy, but Ding Li still cried with all his life at the top of his throat.

Ding Peng had no choice but to take out his phone. He had to call Ding Manrou and ask, what was going on? Are you feeling uncomfortable? How can you not cry?

Flipping around his cell phone, Ding Peng looked for Ding Manrou's number.

In fact, there are not many people's numbers on his phone, and he is just doing so miserably.

Finally, Ding Peng came across a name called Da Niu, thinking that this is Ding Manrou?

She flipped down again, and then saw Erniu, Sanniu and Siniu. Seeing these names, Ding Peng confirmed that these girls were Ding Manrou's sisters. The name marked was too weird.

But now he can't care so much anymore. The little guy is still crying for life. He hurriedly dialed the big girl's number.

Ding Manrou has just arrived at the company and there are not many people. She comes very early every day to be able to prepare for work in advance.

As a result, as soon as she stepped into the company's door, her cell phone rang.

Ding Manrou's mobile phone is also a miscellaneous brand. The sound is always loud and you can hear it from afar.

When he took out his phone, Ding Manrou saw that it was Ding Peng who called him. He was a little curious and thought that something happened just after leaving home?

"That...what happened?"

After Ding Manrou answered the phone, she bit her lip and said, "Dad didn't scream, just asked what's wrong."

Ding Peng didn't care about these things, and said, "Ali woke up, but what's wrong with crying? He couldn't coax him no matter how hard he was."

Ding Manrou thought for a while and asked, "Have you just woke up?"

"I woke up for a while. Listen, I'm still crying now. Are you feeling uncomfortable? But I don't touch his forehead even though it doesn't get hot."

"Oh, have you changed his diapers?"

“…”

Ding Peng stopped talking.
Chapter completed!