Abandoned Wife Pastoral General Dotes on His Wife

Chapter 319 Fake Dad

The little guy pointed with his little finger: "Take it, he is my father, you can ask him for money, all my family's money belongs to him."

The two men were overjoyed, gearing up, eager to try.

Hit, go, what are you talking about.

The little guy stood aside and looked anxiously.

He rolled his eyes, and said to Ying: "Daddy, how about you give these two uncles some money, they haven't eaten yet, so pitiful. Let's go home after eating, mother should be anxious."

Ying Yi was still immersed in the shock of the little guy calling him Daddy, he didn't recover.

The two men looked at each other again and nodded vigorously.Suddenly, the two of them clenched their fists and rushed towards Ying Yi fiercely.

"Yeah!" The little guy cheered, and quickly cheered: "Come on! Come on, show your strength and fight to see who is stronger. I am optimistic about you!"

The little guy's big eyes scanned both sides like radar.

Hey, if you fight to the death, it's best to hurt both sides, lying on the ground and unable to get up.

He carefully turned his body sideways and brushed past them.

He shouted again at the top of his voice: "Come on! Come on! Come on Dashili, come on Dad!" After shouting, he stepped on his short legs and started to run forward.

Two against one, three people you come and I go against one or twenty tricks.Yingyi was completely accompanying the two men, who made the counterfeit son happy.

Hehe, it's the first time I've heard someone call me daddy at such a big age, why am I so excited.

Do whatever you can, let him be my cheap son.

While fighting against the two men, he looked back at the little guy.

Seeing this, he was so angry that he slapped the two men away.

Well done little brat, you lied to me again.

You wait for me.

I'm here to catch you.

After running for a while, the little guy was out of breath and his feet were sore, as if he was tied with sandbags.

Hey, if a teenager doesn't work hard, he will see the truth at the critical moment.

Must learn martial arts.

Never be lazy again.

The little guy made a decision for himself in his heart.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the little guy didn't leave at all.

Holding the spray water tightly in his little hand, he turned around and waited for Ying Yi who came in a hurry with a smile.

"Little guy, aren't you pretty good at running? Run and show me." Ying Yi crossed his arms and said angrily.

"Hee hee, Uncle Yingyi, at least you have become my fake father once. Look at me, I'm just standing there obediently waiting for you to come." The little guy blinked and said with a naive expression and a smile on his face.

"Fake father?" Ying Yi repeated silently, narrowed his eyes, and walked over slowly.

The little guy looked up and smiled as he approached step by step, not afraid at all.

He firmly believes that there are always more solutions than problems.

Mother is right, relying on others is worse than relying on yourself.

but,

Mother, come and save your son, he is about to die.

The little guy took a deep breath, and said to Ying who was close in front of him: "Uncle Ying Yi, you are too tall, and my neck hurts when you talk like this. You squat down, let's chat."

Ying Yi hesitated for a moment, but squatted down obediently.

"Uncle, I have a pastry, please eat." The little guy was about to take the little bag on his shoulders.

Ying Yi hastily uttered a voice to stop him: "No need, you can eat by yourself."

"Oh, then let's have a chat." The little guy patted the stones beside him, signaling him to sit down and chat.

Ying Yi thought, now the little guy will never play tricks again.There is no one in front, no trees behind.

So he really sat down.

The little guy sat down next to him and asked curiously, "Uncle, do you know where my mother is now?"

"I'm looking for it too." Yingyi answered honestly.

"Uncle, have you met my Uncle Yu?"

"No."

"Oh, my head is so itchy, help me see if there are bugs in my hair." The little guy stretched out his hand to scratch the messy tied hair.

"Don't move, I'll take a look." Ban Zhuyingyi finally caught the fish.

The little guy silently said sorry, and suddenly said: "Look at me." He pressed the spray switch and sprayed Ying Yi's eyes.

"Ah—" A pitiful scream resounded over Qingshan Town.

Ying Yi waved his hand indiscriminately, and the little guy flew out like a ball.

He shouted: "Uncle Yu, help!"

(End of this chapter)