The crimson rich family, the petite wife makes you addicted!

Lin Zicong didn't stay here for dinner, and while the child wasn't paying attention, Aunt Chen quietly asked Su Cen, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Su Cen didn't say a word, his eyes turned red instantly, then he dropped the vegetables he was picking and went back to the room.

After returning to the room, she turned on the computer, found out all the photos of Yang Yang from childhood to adulthood, clicked on them one by one, and finally couldn't cry after seeing them.

Yang Yang has been fussy since she was a child, and she has never let her worry about it. When she was just one year old, the little guy just started talking, and every day when he woke up, he called his mother. When he mentioned him, he hugged her and kissed her non-stop.

When he was a little older, Yang Yang watched TV and saw a child washing his mother's feet, so he brought a basin of water in a decent manner, and moved his own pony to sit at the entrance, propping his chin and waiting for her to come back .

He is still so young, not even two years old, how can she trust Yang Yang to others?Thinking of this, Su Cen's tears couldn't stop rolling down. She couldn't help it anymore, she went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and burst into tears.After a long time, I covered my eyes with cold water and walked out of the bathroom slowly.

While eating, Yang Yang bit his chopsticks, blinked his dark eyes, and asked in a childlike voice, "Mom, what's wrong with your eyes? They are red, like rabbits."

Su Cen tried her best to squeeze out a normal-looking smile, cleared her throat, and said softly, "Mom accidentally wiped it in her eyes when she was cutting the pepper."

"Haha! Mom, you are so stupid!" The little guy giggled.

Su Cen put a piece of broccoli in his bowl, patted his little head and said, "Yes, mother is stupid, and she will have to rely on Yang Yang to take care of her in the future."

The little guy proudly puffed out his small chest, "Of course, I'm a man, hehe."

After dinner, she let Yang Yang play in the living room, and she hid in the children's room to help Yang Yang pack the clothes he usually wears. The little guy has sensitive skin, so he can only use one brand of talcum powder and shower gel, so he specially named it Write it down and prepare to give it to that person when the time comes.

Su Cen packed her clothes, looked at the little guy playing in the room, thought that she would not see him tomorrow, her eyes turned red, and she started to cry again, but she was afraid that the child would see it, so she quickly wiped it away.

Shen Mohan didn't come the next day, only Ling Yue came.

Ling Yue looked embarrassed, touched his nose and said hello to sister-in-law.

Su Cen remained expressionless, and said coldly, "I'm not your sister-in-law."

Seeing her like this, Ling Yue didn't dare to speak again.

Su Cen led Yang Yang out of the room, found out the little round hat he usually likes to wear and helped him put it on, and found the small satchel that Yang Yang usually carried, and then the water bottle.

The little guy thought his mother was going to take him out to play again, so he raised his face excitedly and asked, "Mom, where are we going?"

Su Cen's eyes were sour, and after a while, he slowly said: "Yangyang and Uncle Ling Yue go out to play for a few days, okay?"

Although I only met him once, Yang Yang had a good impression of Uncle Ling Yue, so he tilted his head and asked, "What about mom? Isn't mom going?"

Su Cen quickly wiped his eyes, then raised his head and tried to make himself smile and said, "Go, Yang Yang will go with Uncle Ling Yue first, and Mom will wait for Uncle Lin to come over before looking for you, okay?"

"Mom, I want to be with you..." The little guy hugged Su Cen's leg and acted like a baby.

Su Cen almost burst into tears, tried her best to restrain her emotions, and lied in a hoarse voice, "Good boy, there are too many things in Uncle Ling's car, and there is no room for two adults. Mom and Uncle Lin will arrive soon." Oh, you and Uncle Ling Yue go first, okay?"

"Then... well, you guys have to hurry up." The little guy pouted, a little unhappy, but he didn't want his mother to feel that he was not good, so he nodded.

Seeing Su Cen carrying a trolley case, Ling Yue guessed that it was probably full of children's daily necessities, so he couldn't help but said, "Sister-in-law, there is no shortage of things over there."

Su Cen's eyes were red, she pursed her lips tightly, and said nothing, for fear that she would cry out if she opened her mouth.

Ling Yue sighed softly, took the box and put it in the trunk of the car.

There was also a child seat installed in the car. I don't know if Ling Yue was careful or Shen Mohan did it on purpose.

After Yang Yang got in the car, he waved vigorously to his mother and Aunt Chen: "Mom, hurry up and come here with Uncle Lin~"

As soon as the little guy got into the car, Su Cen's legs gave way and her whole body slid down. Fortunately, Aunt Chen helped her up in time, and she couldn't help it anymore, tears streaming down her face.

Seeing such a situation, Ling Yue felt uncomfortable in his heart, and asked the driver to start the car as soon as he got in the car.

Yang Yang asked Ling Yue strangely: "Uncle, Mom seems to be crying, why is Mom crying?"

Ling Yue didn't answer, but changed the subject as much as possible: "What cartoons does Yang Yang like to watch?"

"Teletubbies, Doraemon, Xiyangyang and Big Big Wolf..." Yang Yang counted with his fingers one by one to Uncle Lingyue, but halfway through the speech, looking at the spacious interior of the car, he suddenly felt something was wrong: "Sit in the car. Let's leave Mom and Uncle Lin!"

The child's intuition was very accurate, the little guy was only stunned for a second, pouted his mouth, and asked Ling Yue: "Uncle, does mother not want me anymore?"

Before Ling Yue could speak, the little guy's big eyes filled with tears in an instant, and he struggled to look out the car window, but there was no sign of his mother outside the car window.

A small face was flushed red with anger, and he kicked and kicked non-stop, screaming: "Let me go back! Let me go back, I want to go back to find my mother! My mother said she would never want me! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! "

Ling Yue remained silent, with a troubled expression on his face, he felt uncomfortable seeing the child like this, but he didn't know how to tell the truth to such a young child.

The little guy struggled for a long time, crying so hard, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he finally fell silent, lowered his head, and whispered while wiping his tears: "I will be obedient, I will Don't make mom angry anymore, uncle, please, can you send me back to mom?"

Seeing the cute and pitiful appearance of the little guy, Ling Yue's heart twitched, thinking, what kind of evil did this make a child so sad!

"Yangyang, be good, uncle will take mom over...".

"You lie, mom doesn't want me anymore, she doesn't want me anymore, but...but I want mom, I want mom..." The little guy thought of what Su Cen said that night, not to mention how desperate he was.

Seeing the little guy crying like a tearful person, Ling Yue almost couldn't hold back and sent the child back, but he finally held back.

By the time Shen Mohan got into the car, the little guy had stopped crying, and just sat there silently, not even looking straight at his own father, his little body was shaking twitching.

Seeing this, Shen Mohan didn't say anything, he just straightened the crooked little round cap on Yang Yang's head, and then ordered the driver to drive.

The little guy pursed his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, big teardrops rolled down again. He twitched and said in a low voice, "Will you take me home?"

He remembered that his mother said that this fierce-looking uncle was his father.

So the little guy tried his best not to cry, and the chubby wiped his tears with his hands, thinking silently, I have to be good, so that he will send me home.

Seeing that Shen Mohan didn't speak, the little guy said it again: "You... Dad, will you take me home?"

Hearing that address, Shen Mohan's face softened a little, he turned his head and said to Yangyang, "Don't you want to live with Dad?"

In fact, seeing his son crying like this made Shen Mohan feel uncomfortable, thinking from the bottom of his heart, Su Cen didn't know what it would be like.

The little guy's face was flushed and he didn't speak.

After a long time, he drooped his head and asked softly, "Did Mom really give me to you?"

Shen Mohan looked at his son whose eyebrows and eyes were very similar to his own, and a soft feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

He rubbed Yang Yang's head with his big hands, then lowered his voice and said, "You know? You didn't have to worry about it when you were young. Dad changed diapers for you every day."

Shen Mohan wanted to please, thought for a while, then took out his phone, called up a video, and smiled at the little person in front of him: "Yangyang watched when he was just born, and Dad was so happy at that time, hugging You go around showing off with your uncles..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Yang turned his face away, his voice was crying: "Mom, why doesn't she want me?!"

Shen Mohan was stunned for a while without speaking, then slowly put the phone back, thinking, son, I didn't expect your mother to be so cruel.

Seeing that he didn't speak, and didn't attack him, Yang Yang stretched out his leg and kicked the seat in front of him fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "Mom, she won't want me! She said she won't want me!"

After all, he was still a child under two years old, and Yang Yang soon burst into tears again, out of breath: "Mom, she promised to take me to see Doraemon! Liar! Big liar! She Why not me! I hate her! I hate her!"

Shen Mohan looked at his frantic son, didn't speak, but used his slender fingers to press on the throbbing temple.

By the time he boarded the plane, the little guy was already tired from crying, and fell asleep as soon as he sat down in his seat.

Shen Mohan took the blanket from the stewardess, shook it out, and carefully wrapped up the sleeping little guy.

Little Shen Yanjiang still has teardrops on his eyelashes, so he doesn't look pitiful.

Shen Mohan sighed softly, stretched out his hand to gently wipe it off for him, then leaned down and kissed his forehead, and carefully observed the little guy's face.

The little guy's eyes, nose and eyebrows are similar to his own, but the long and curly eyelashes and red lips and white teeth are inherited from his mother.

Just as he was thinking about it, the little guy kicked his short legs, he probably couldn't sleep well in his dream, and his little brows frowned.