Every day I just want to hold the fourth master's thigh tightly

Chapter 1209 Ama, here
When fourth master returned from the front yard to the back building, he saw his son squatting on the ground, holding a bouquet of flowers in his little hand, waiting for him at the door of the back building.

This is rather strange.

Fourth master raised his eyebrows, he didn't know how long he had been there, fearing that he would freeze, so he quickened his pace.

He is such a small one, staying there quietly, waiting for him with flowers in his arms, he looks very cute and cute.

Well, it's much better than when she was angry with him just now.

After all, it was his own son, and it was born by his most beloved woman, no matter how presumptuous he was, he would not care about him.

Fourth Master stepped forward and hugged his son in his arms.

Hold it with one hand, and pinch his little face with the other: "Wait for Ama?"

The little guy obviously felt a little uncomfortable being touched by fourth master's slightly rough fingers, but he just frowned slightly, and didn't dodge it. He nodded obediently and let out a muffled sound: "En."

Fourth Master chuckled: "Why do you return to cherishing words like gold?"

The little guy didn't seem to want to talk to him too much, so he just gave him the flower plug in his hand: "Here you are."

After Ama left just now, Er Niang told him a lot.

Although he didn't quite understand it, the part he understood made him feel... Although Ama's behavior of replacing him while he was asleep last night was hateful, it didn't seem so annoying anymore.

In fact, Ama is also very poor.

It's not easy for him and Er Niang to be together.

It's like he shouldn't be talking to him like that.

The little baby felt a little bit of guilt in his heart, but he was too embarrassed to say "I'm sorry" to Ama. It was really thoughtless to say it, so he thought of picking flowers and giving it to him.

Fourth Master looked at the small handful of flowers in his hand...

Well, it blooms very vigorously and beautifully. It is really not easy to bloom such brilliant flowers in such a cold and windy winter.

It's just...why does this flower look familiar?

Why?Isn't this the flower he specially asked the greenhouse to grow in Ranran's bedroom?

Fourth Master was a little speechless.

This kid, it's fine to borrow flowers to present to Buddha, but what he pinches is the love flowers he sent.

He sighed slightly in his heart, that's all, he didn't understand anything, so he didn't bother with him.

"Why send flowers to Ama?"

"Do you not like it?"

The little guy blinked, obviously not expecting it.

Er Niang told him many fairy tales, it seems that the prince will give the princess flowers, and the princess will be very happy and forgive everything.

But Ama's expression...it doesn't seem like she likes it, but it's not like she doesn't like it either.

He was a little uncertain.

Fourth Master rubbed his little head, carried him into the house: "Flowers are for girls, and Ama is for men."

"Oh."

The little guy replied muffledly again, with his little head lowered slightly, his baby's fat face looked white and clean, very cute.

Fourth master was about to comfort him, saying that he liked it too, but saw his eyes light up slightly, then said "wait a minute", and quickly climbed off him.

Dengdengdeng ran out.

The servants behind hurriedly chased him, lest he fall.

Fourth Master frowned slightly, and followed suit to see what this kid was doing.

Then he saw the kid squatting on the ground with his little butt pouted, not knowing what he was doing, it was quite strenuous.

After a while, he turned around and ran back again, standing in front of him.

Holding a large tuft of weeds, looking up at him with a small face, with a smile of expectation in the innocent eyes: "Ama, here."

Fourth Master: "..."

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(End of this chapter)