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Chapter 1138 You are not an uncle, are you an aunt?
Chapter 1138 You are not an uncle, are you an aunt?
Si Yiyang's footsteps couldn't help but pause, looking at the soft ball, he didn't know why his heart suddenly softened.
Even with the voice he spoke again, he couldn't help but softened: "Little fat man."
Little Routuanzi put down the little robot he was playing with, looked up at Si Yiyang, and asked curiously, "Uncle, why are you here again?"
uncle?
Si Yiyang raised his eyebrows slightly, with obvious displeasure on his face.
He took a leisurely step, walked towards Xiaoroutuanzi, stood in front of Xiaoroutuanzi, looked down at him, and said, "I'm not uncle?"
Little Routuanzi looked at Si Yiyang suspiciously, and asked puzzledly, "Aren't you an uncle, are you an aunt?"
The expression on Si Yiyang's face instantly sank, if he didn't see that he was his son, he really wanted to throw him out right away.
Gritting her teeth, she said, "I'm not your uncle, let alone your aunt, I'm your father."
The word "father" is particularly heavy.
However, how could Little Routuanzi know what Si Yiyang was thinking in his heart, let alone the emotions of adults, so he opened his mouth with a look of confusion, "Why is it Dad?"
"You're not my dad. My dad is a superhero. It's not you. You just make mom cry. I don't like you."
Si Yiyang's eyes flickered, and an obscure emotion slid across his face. After a moment of silence, he spoke again: "Is your mother crying?"
How could a child be wary and defensive? Naturally, Si Yiyang quickly set out the words: "Last night, my mother thought I was asleep, but I didn't. I secretly looked at my mother, and she was crying. "
Si Yiyang bit his teeth vigorously, but soon restrained all his emotions, bent over, and squatted in front of the little meat dumpling.
So that their eyes can be on the same level, and they didn't continue to ask the question just now, and then changed the subject: "Where is your mother? Where did she go?"
Little Routuanzi turned around, pointed to the dance classroom not far behind them, and replied softly, "Mom is in class."
Si Yiyang looked in the direction of Xiaoroutuanzi's fingers, and through the spacious and bright glass, he could see Ren Jiaoyang with his back turned to him, who was teaching the children to practice basic skills in the classroom.
Si Yiyan's attention and sight seemed to be attracted by Ren Jiaoyang in a second, and he looked at the girl for a moment, but he never recovered.
The little meat dumpling tilted its head, looked at Si Yiyang very curiously, stretched out its little paws and raised it in front of the man, shook it slightly, and asked in wonder, "Uncle, what are you looking at? "
Hearing the sound, Si Yiyan withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at Xiaoroutuanzi, and persistently corrected Xiaoroutuanzi's address to him: "I've already told you, I'm not an uncle, I'm your father, you Why do you keep calling me uncle?"
Little Routuanzi looked unhappy, and said solemnly: "You are not a father. Mom said that you can't just call someone else a father, because I only have one father."
Si Yiyang's mouth immediately raised a slight smile, raised his eyebrows with great interest, and asked patiently: "Really? Then your mother told you, who is your father?"
(End of this chapter)
Si Yiyang's footsteps couldn't help but pause, looking at the soft ball, he didn't know why his heart suddenly softened.
Even with the voice he spoke again, he couldn't help but softened: "Little fat man."
Little Routuanzi put down the little robot he was playing with, looked up at Si Yiyang, and asked curiously, "Uncle, why are you here again?"
uncle?
Si Yiyang raised his eyebrows slightly, with obvious displeasure on his face.
He took a leisurely step, walked towards Xiaoroutuanzi, stood in front of Xiaoroutuanzi, looked down at him, and said, "I'm not uncle?"
Little Routuanzi looked at Si Yiyang suspiciously, and asked puzzledly, "Aren't you an uncle, are you an aunt?"
The expression on Si Yiyang's face instantly sank, if he didn't see that he was his son, he really wanted to throw him out right away.
Gritting her teeth, she said, "I'm not your uncle, let alone your aunt, I'm your father."
The word "father" is particularly heavy.
However, how could Little Routuanzi know what Si Yiyang was thinking in his heart, let alone the emotions of adults, so he opened his mouth with a look of confusion, "Why is it Dad?"
"You're not my dad. My dad is a superhero. It's not you. You just make mom cry. I don't like you."
Si Yiyang's eyes flickered, and an obscure emotion slid across his face. After a moment of silence, he spoke again: "Is your mother crying?"
How could a child be wary and defensive? Naturally, Si Yiyang quickly set out the words: "Last night, my mother thought I was asleep, but I didn't. I secretly looked at my mother, and she was crying. "
Si Yiyang bit his teeth vigorously, but soon restrained all his emotions, bent over, and squatted in front of the little meat dumpling.
So that their eyes can be on the same level, and they didn't continue to ask the question just now, and then changed the subject: "Where is your mother? Where did she go?"
Little Routuanzi turned around, pointed to the dance classroom not far behind them, and replied softly, "Mom is in class."
Si Yiyang looked in the direction of Xiaoroutuanzi's fingers, and through the spacious and bright glass, he could see Ren Jiaoyang with his back turned to him, who was teaching the children to practice basic skills in the classroom.
Si Yiyan's attention and sight seemed to be attracted by Ren Jiaoyang in a second, and he looked at the girl for a moment, but he never recovered.
The little meat dumpling tilted its head, looked at Si Yiyang very curiously, stretched out its little paws and raised it in front of the man, shook it slightly, and asked in wonder, "Uncle, what are you looking at? "
Hearing the sound, Si Yiyan withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at Xiaoroutuanzi, and persistently corrected Xiaoroutuanzi's address to him: "I've already told you, I'm not an uncle, I'm your father, you Why do you keep calling me uncle?"
Little Routuanzi looked unhappy, and said solemnly: "You are not a father. Mom said that you can't just call someone else a father, because I only have one father."
Si Yiyang's mouth immediately raised a slight smile, raised his eyebrows with great interest, and asked patiently: "Really? Then your mother told you, who is your father?"
(End of this chapter)
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