Jiang Xiaowai also listened carefully, "Dad, can I ask you something?"

"you say."

"Can aunt really kill a tiger with one punch?"

“…”

Jiang Jinshang was so amused that who told him this? He was not Wu Song.

"I think my aunt is pretty good."

"Just because I'm playing with you, I'm still treating you to eat?" Jiang Jinshang felt that the child was still too simple. He really gave him a piece of candy, and he thought that the other party was a good person.

"He also asked me to ride on his head, just like a horse. You don't want me to ride it. Look at other people's father." Jiang Xiaowai muttered and complained.

"I play with us again and buy us big chicken legs."

"By the way, I also drank milk tea today."

Jiang Jinshang: "..."

He is not stupid, this kid is clearly telling him in disguise:

As my dear father, you won’t feel ashamed when you hear this? You shouldn’t take any action.

...

The other three also returned to the Huo family and had a day of fun. The first thing they did was to give the child a bath.

Tonight, Huo Qinqi was naturally "serving" a little guy. He accidentally sat in the bathtub, pinching the little yellow duck, and asked softly:

"dad."

"Hmm?" Huo Qinqi was still looking at the bottles and jars on the side. He had no idea which were his shampoo or shower gel.

"When will you leave this time?"

Huo Qinqi was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at him, and the little guy pinched the duck and made a "biaji--" sound.

"It's just that my sister misses you very much. She won't come back in a few days. I'm afraid she won't see you when she comes back." Xiao unexpectedly whispered.

When Huo Qinqi went home, most of the time when the child fell asleep and left. After a long time, the child actually knew that it was possible that he would leave after waking up.

A little accident felt that for such an elusive man, it is best not to understand any true feelings, as it is too hurtful.

When Huo Qinqi heard him say such words with an indifferent expression, his heart began to feel sour. He was not a sentimental person, and he really felt that he owed too much to his children.

"I just asked casually. My mother said, your work is very important, and I know it all." Born in the Huo family, I was influenced by the little accident and still understood many things.

He didn't think that this was anything wrong before. Almost all relatives of the Huo family were like this. It was not until he went to kindergarten that he realized that only his father seemed to be away from him all year round, and he was inevitably a little unbalanced.

"If you left early, I won't tell my sister, so that she won't come back happily and won't see you."

...

The little accident kept ravaging the little yellow duck in his hand.

Awkward and arrogant, this temperament and Huo Qinqi have been inherited from ten percent.

"I won't leave this time, I will work in the capital in the future." Huo Qinqi whispered.

The little accident tightened his heart and his hands tightened-

With a sound of "biaji--", the little yellow duck was pinched and deformed.

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One last sentence:

Feeling sorry for the little yellow duck—

Little yellow duck:biaji,biaji—

Jiang Xiaowai: I also need a little yellow duck!
Chapter completed!