Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 532 The Little Guy Recognized His Father

Song Rao's cell phone on the bed rang. Fu Sicheng reached out to take it. It was a video call from the little guy. He picked it up immediately. Before he could say hello, the little guy appeared pitifully with a grievance on his face and a red nose. on the screen.

"Junjun, it's Dad, what's the matter?"

"Father..." the little guy called out in a hoarse voice, his little mouth was deflated, and he looked for his mother: "Mom."

"Mom will come back soon, why is Junjun unhappy, tell dad, is uncle bullying you?"

With a faint crying voice, the little guy said, "Mom." He didn't want to say anything else, he only wanted his mother.

When Fu Sicheng was about to go find Song Rao, he heard the sound of the door opening and footsteps coming from downstairs. "Mom is back." Standing up with the phone in hand, she came to the stairs, and Song Rao came up just in time.

"I don't know what's wrong with the child, but I'm looking for you." Fu Sicheng handed the phone to Song Rao, knowing that the child and himself are not as close as a real father and son, and need time to cultivate.

"Junjun." Song Rao took the phone and walked inside.

"Mom...Mom..." As soon as he saw his mother, the little guy couldn't hold back his emotions. The little milk's voice was aggrieved, and tears fell from his eyes.

"Why are you crying, Junjun? Do you miss your mother?"

The mother and son watch videos almost every day, and there are very few cases where the little guy is crying to find his mother. It is estimated that he does not feel safe staying in a strange place, and there is a strange person around him.

The little guy held the phone in his two small hands, and sat on the big bed in the guest room. After tears fell, he fell on the bed and buried his face in the soft bed. The phone was still in the little hand, and Song Rao could only see the little guy. top of the head.

"Don't cry, Junjun. If you have something to tell your mother, you can't press your face on the bed, or you won't be able to breathe." Song Rao comforted her patiently.

"What is that idiot Fu Chuchen doing? Tell him to keep an eye on the child. He doesn't even know the child is crying!" Seeing the child crying, Fu Sicheng became anxious, and took out his cell phone to call Fu Chuchen.

Song Rao stopped him: "Don't hit me, the child must be taking a nap in the room by himself and misses me."

The little guy tried his best to hold back his tears, and then sat up obediently. There were tears all over his little face. He didn't dare to look at the screen, fearing that he couldn't hold back the tears and would cry out.

Seeing the little guy's strong milky side face, Song Rao felt distressed: "Did Junjun cry because he missed his mother? Or was he afraid because he had a nightmare?"

The little guy looked back at the screen and said aggrievedly, "I miss my mother."

"Mom also misses Junjun. In a few days, mom and dad will come back, and Junjun will be able to see mom and dad."

The little guy nodded and hummed, but he actually hoped that his parents would come back immediately.

Song Rao quickly comforted the child, and after a while, the little guy's mood improved, and he cared about his father's hand sensibly.

Fu Sicheng held his hand in front of the screen and showed it to the child: "Because Jun Jun rubbed the medicine on Dad, Dad is no longer in pain."

Before he was happy, the little guy found the injury on his father's neck again. The little finger immediately pointed to the position of his father's neck on the screen. He wanted to ask but was caught by the vocabulary. He couldn't ask. The word "pain".

Fortunately, Song Rao understood what the little guy was thinking, and reminded Fu Sicheng: "Junjun is looking at your neck."

Fu Sicheng: "Dad's neck was scratched by a tree branch. The doctor has already treated him. He will recover soon."

The little guy nodded, and then he cared about Lian Sheng, Qin Zhaocheng, Wu Laoliu one by one, and didn't feel relieved until he knew that they were all fine.

"Junjun only thinks about his mother, but doesn't he think about his father?" Fu Sicheng was talking to the child.

"I miss Dad." The little guy looked shy and embarrassed.

"My own is my own, even if I've never met, and I don't know my existence, I still love me very much." Fu Sicheng told Song Rao flamboyantly.

"Yes, other things are fathers who recognize their children. You are different. You are recognized by the children on their own initiative." Song Rao said with a smile.

The little guy noticed that the way of getting along between his parents was different from the past, and his dark eyes flicked between them.

"What are you secretly laughing at, baby?" Song Rao spotted the secretly happy little guy.

"Mom." The little guy pursed his lips and smiled, looking at his mother and then at his father: "Dad."

Fu Sicheng looked at Song Rao, wrapped his arms around Song Rao's slender waist, and stood behind Song Rao, next to Song Rao.

Say to the little guy: "Dad said he would chase mom back. Dad did what he said. Is dad tough?"

The little guy nodded his head: "Tired."

(End of this chapter)