With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

Song Yu looked up and saw that it was a child.

A very handsome and quiet boy, about the same age as Ze Bao and the others, was looking at them with a pair of stubborn, big black eyes.

Especially when looking at her, she seemed to be able to feel that the child's eyes were full of unspeakable hatred and hatred, as if she was a bad person who robbed him.

But the child only watched him for a few seconds, and across the road, a girl hurried over. She had a beautiful face, delicate features, short hair, and a handsome punk style outfit.

When she arrived at the child, without saying a word, she picked up the child and carried it directly on her shoulders, waved to them, and bowed to them in apologetic way.

Song Yu nodded slightly at her, indicating that she could leave.

The girl smiled at her gratefully and kindly, carried the child away, patted the child's little butt as she walked, and muttered for a while without knowing what she was talking about.

"Fu Hanyu, do you think that child is a bit like a person?" Song Yu's intuition about certain things is still very accurate.

"No." Fu Hanyu frowned, thinking of the child just now who suddenly rushed over from the road and stopped the car. At the beginning, his eyes were clearly filled with resentment and questioning.

Later, when I saw Yu'er, when I looked at him again, my eyes became more complicated, as if I was looking at a scum, a bastard who abandoned his wife and son.

"Do you feel that the child's facial features are a little bit like an uncle?" Song Yu's heart of gossip burned up, and he began to analyze to him: "He just rushed over, and he has a clear goal, that is, to stop our car."

Fu Hanyu's eyes were slightly condensed, and he understood: "This is uncle's car."

"That's right, this is Uncle's car. It's Uncle's car that's being stopped, not us. Hurry up and take a look, and ask the kid." Song Yu was a little excited, and hurried to see where the kid was.

But looking through the car window, the child and the handsome girl had disappeared. On the road, vehicles and pedestrians were hurrying, and the driveway next to it, as well as snow plows and cleaners, were busy working.

Fu Xun in the back seat pointed to the outside and said, "Aunt Yu'er, I see they entered the building in front."

Song Ze's big black eyes were also full of curiosity and gossip. He leaned on the window and looked out, and asked excitedly, "Mum, is that child grandpa's son?"

Song Yu was choked, coughed, and warned him: "Don't talk nonsense, when you see Grandpa, don't talk nonsense in front of him."

She just felt, felt, felt that there was no such thing as a horoscope, how could such a strict uncle have a child outside, he didn't even know about it!

"I see." Song Ze responded obediently, but still muttered: "That auntie just now is beautiful and handsome, hmph, all dogs and men have the same virtue, unless it is hung on the wall, I like the young lady."

Song Yu was teased by his son, and burst out laughing.

Fu Hanyu turned his head and cast a death stare at him.

Song Ze hurriedly raised his hands to surrender, and smiled flatteringly: "Uncle San, the men I'm talking about don't include you. You are not those stinky men. Uncle San only likes Mommy alone."

Fu Xun didn't join them, looked at them, and asked very seriously: "Aren't we going to find someone?"

"Not going." Song Yu shook his head.

Although she can imagine the love story between a 100 million-word uncle and a rebellious little girl, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for her uncle to be that kind of irresponsible person.

Reasonable doubts are advisable, but excessive brain supplementation will be fatal. If the appearance is similar, it should only be similar.

But just to be on the safe side, she still called Song Nanshu and asked her uncle very tactfully if there was anyone he liked and if he had ever been in a relationship.

Song Nanshu was very surprised why she would ask such a question, and gave her the answer with certainty: "The Patriarch has never done so."

Song Yu: "Oh."

She was just about to hang up.

"Miss, wait a minute." Song Nanshu stopped her again, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "If you have a suitable person over there, you can actually introduce him to the Patriarch. He is lonely and very pitiful."

Song Yu thought what he was going to do, but he didn't expect to ask her to introduce someone to his uncle. He patted his shocked little heart, and agreed: "There is a chance."

She just came to the hidden door and didn't know many people, so how could she introduce someone to him.

Besides, even if she was outside, none of the girls she knew was serious and single. It was really hard for him to find a 40-year-old uncle.

Fu Hanyu was on the side, hearing a low laugh, and the child's appearance reappeared in his mind. Perhaps it was the reason Song Yu said. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his facial features were somewhat similar to his uncle's. He couldn't help asking: "How many years has Song Nanshu been with uncle?"

Song Yu shook his head: "I don't know."

Fu Hanyu said: "Maybe he doesn't know, it's not a son, maybe it's a grandson. Didn't uncle travel a lot when he was young? Maybe at that time, he fell in love with a girl, and then he left and never came back."

Song Yu felt that his speculation was even more absurd, shook his head and smiled, and joked: "You think uncle is Huang Ama, and there is Xia Yuhe from 20 years ago!"

The little episode on the road, after asking Song Nanshu for verification, no one paid attention to it, the car drove all the way, and soon arrived at the playground.

The playground in Satellite City No. 82 is the largest and most fun playground in the entire Yinmen.

In fact, the entire Yinmen playground industry is basically monopolized by the Song family, and all the playgrounds in the city are owned by the Song family.

A heavy snowfall has continued until now, and it is still snowing lightly. From a distance, the playground is covered in silver, like a fairy tale world in ice and snow.

But at this moment, there are an incredible number of people at the entrance of the playground. There are parents with children, couples, and girls who have arranged to play with their sisters.

After searching for a long time, Fu Hanyu finally found a parking space and parked the car. He carried Song Yu into the wheelchair and pushed her forward.

Song Ze and Fu Xun, one on the left and the other on the right, guarded her side. They looked as if they were carved in pink and jade, and they were pretty little dumplings, just like two little knights.

The good looks of the family envied many people along the way, and the rate of return was so high that there were even people who claimed to be scouts who came to give their business cards and asked them if they had any ideas about making a debut together as a family.

The family of four rejected several scouts along the way, and soon arrived at the giant square at the entrance of the playground. Only when they got there did they realize that there was a competition because it was so lively here.

There is a competition to build a snowman. Within the stipulated 10 minutes, whoever builds the most beautiful snowman and gets the most votes from the public jury will get a free pass to the playground!

Song Yu tilted his head slightly, looked at Fu Hanyu and smiled.

The two little guys also looked at him eagerly, with hope on their faces.

Fu Hanyu looked at the three sweethearts with the same expression in front of him, and smiled dotingly: "Okay, let's compete, I'll sign up now, you wait here."

Song Yu smiled and urged him to sign up quickly.

Song Ze looked at other people's snowmen curiously, and discussed: "Mommy, let's go and see other people's snowmen. Only by knowing ourselves and our enemies can we win every battle."

"Yes, yes." Song Yu looked at the venue of the competition, not far from where she was, and could take care of them, and said: "But you two, don't leave my sight."

"Understood." Song Ze happily pulled Fu Xun and ran towards the competition field.

Song Yu looked at their backs and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

But the next moment.

The gentle smile on her face froze suddenly, and the dangerous and chilling light in her eyes spread quickly, and she pinched her fingers quickly, while looking around vigilantly.