Mr General doted on his sweet wife

What a terrible reminder he had at home.

He had used up all his strength just to deal with youYou for a while. What about Fang LAN when he was dealing with youYou?

He seems to have never really got along well with you you you. He didn't eat with him or play with him.

Zhuang Shihao looked down at the little dot and put his big hand on his head.

Although youyou seems to have figured it out, when you come home at night, you are still a little depressed.

Fang LAN has no news all the time. While watching cartoons, he is staring at his phone watch. It seems that he is expecting something at any time.

Zhuang Shihao didn't cook, and he still ordered takeout.

You you didn't have as much fun this time as you did yesterday. After all, takeout is different from the food cooked by mommy. Moreover, the rice is very hard.

He took the spoon and nibbled into his mouth.

Zhuang Shihao has eaten more than half of it. He is still holding his head down and his mouth is shriveled.

"Isn't it delicious?"

"It's not as good as mommy." Youyou is wronged.

Zhuang Shihao gave him vegetables: "what would you like to eat next time? Tell me, I'll give you some."

"I want to eat mom's food."

“……” Zhuang Shihao was silent and did not respond to him.

Seeing that he ignored himself and youyou did not speak, the fear of his father rose again.

For Zhuang Shihao, youyou's feelings are very contradictory. He wants to be with him, but he is afraid to be with him. When Zhuang Shihao's face sinks, he feels deep fear.

He continued to eat with his head down, but the rice in the bowl seemed to be getting more and more, and he couldn't finish it.

"Eat fast." Zhuang Shihao urged that the food was almost cold.

You you cried out: "I want mommy!"

Zhuang Shihao told him well before, thinking that he would be good for a few days at least, and would not talk about Fang LAN.

But he didn't know about the children. Youyou was only three years old. He was too young to count the days. In the afternoon, he promised to give Fang LAN some time, but in the evening, he thought it had been a long time.

If he can describe it, it has been half a century for him.

How could he have endured half a century?

"I want mommy! I want mommy! I just want mommy. " You you holds the spoon and tears are on her face.

My stomach is still empty, but I don't have the idea of eating at all.

Zhuang Shihao knocked on the table and said, "I told you, mummy is still in a meeting now. It is impossible to answer your call or come to see you. Can you understand me? "

"I don't understand. I just want mommy..." You you threw the spoon away and cried.

"Zhuang Tingyou! Shut up Chuang Shihao roared. His patience was exhausted. He didn't know how to continue. He took out the way to deal with subordinates.

Youyou is stunned for a moment. His face suddenly turns white with fear. Zhuang Shihao is distressed. He is about to reach out and hug him. He cries even louder: "Dad is worse than bad. I don't want dad. I want mommy! I want mommy

Youyou is no longer as obedient as last night, crying more and more bitterly.

Chuang Shihao didn't know where to start. He was so small and small that he cried into tears. He couldn't fight, scold or coax.