Mr.president, you are too gentle

Later, Yu Dahai thought that maybe his intuition all his life was used at that time. The whole body is like pouring a bucket of cold water. It's cool through the heart.

The sky is noisy, but I can't speak yet. Seeing Yu Dahai at the door, the child's natural nostalgia made him want to break free from the man's hand, trembling and reaching out to Yu Dahai.

Yu Dahai looked at the innocence of the sky and smiled, revealing the tooth meat with a little front teeth. Suddenly, there was a little more strength in his heart. The child was the most familiar. He couldn't retreat so simply even for the sake of the sky.

It should be forced to smile. Yu Hai doesn't even have the courage to question. Instead, he stubbornly pulled out an extremely awkward smile and said to rich brocade, "there are guests at home? Rich brocade, I brought back some local eggs. Go and steam some egg soup for Tianguang and coax him to sleep. I'll entertain the guests. There's nothing good at home."

It's like a farmer at the end of the century who still wants to deceive himself and others to convince himself that the apprentice still belongs to himself. Covered with a layer of ash, but want to have the last hope, which is the feeling in the sea now.

With that, he came forward and wanted to take the sky light back from the man's arms. The man looked down at the hands full of calluses in the sea, with mixed palmprint on them. They are a pair of typical coolies.

Obviously he didn't say anything, but his eyes glanced silently. Yu Dahai suddenly felt that he had nothing to hide. All his embarrassment was undoubtedly revealed in the man's precious eyes.

The man quietly held the sky light, staggered his hands from the sea, and didn't let him hold the child. On the contrary, the sky is still thinking about it, twisting to be held by the sea.

This was the first time that rich brocade didn't listen to the instructions of the sea. She sat still by the bed, knowing that the child might be hungry later, and didn't get up and go into the kitchen.

She was still sitting on one side with her back straight, looking at the sea dignified, but her eyes were a little more reserved and expensive like that man, and seemed strange.

Looking at their silent actions, rich brocade sighed slightly. He didn't let Yu Dahai hold the child, but took the sky light that would cry when he flattened his mouth from the man's hand, and gently shook his arm to coax the child.

After being comforted by his mother, Tianguang was originally a happy temperament. Then the thunder and rain stopped, pursed his fingers, stared at his mother with big round eyes, and was full of curiosity about the world.

In the sea for a moment, he was hung aside. His hands were still stiff and wanted to hold the child. His face was bitter and dark.

Rich brocade saw, unavoidably had some guilt, but was not as soft hearted as usual. She just looked down at the child in her arms, and then opened her mouth to the sea and said, "sea, I'm going."

Her tone of voice is still as soft as usual, with constant care, as if there was endless tenderness in it. Yu Dahai couldn't help thinking of the first time she saw her, she said to herself, "can you take me home?"

Although there was speculation in her heart, her heart burst when rich brocade said so.