Mr. Huo, there is a baby in the police station who says he is your son.

Huo Liancheng followed the direction of Mu Yi'an's finger and walked towards the bathroom. As soon as he entered, he started to hold the wash basin and vomit. He wanted to vomit out all the food he had eaten the night before. When he felt his stomach was empty, he turned on the water and washed it. A face.

He looked up and saw two brand new towels, one white and one light blue. He picked up a white towel and wiped his face randomly before walking out of the bathroom.

Cack-clack~clack-clack~ A hen's cry came into his ears. Huo Liancheng turned his head reflexively and saw Xiaobao squatting next to the chicken coop, smiling and talking to the chickens.

"Chicken, chicken, hurry up and lay eggs. When you finish laying eggs, I will come over and pick them up."

"Xiaobao? What are you doing?" Huo Liancheng stood far away, staring at his son. As long as he remembered that Xiaobao touched something he shouldn't have touched while picking up eggs and didn't wash his hands, he was severely allergic to chickens and his whole body... Goosebumps.

Xiaobao turned around and saw Huo Liancheng, and said hello with a smile: "Daddy, I am chatting with the chickens and making them happy. They will lay more eggs when they are in a good mood."

"Come here!" Huo Liancheng waved to his son, wanting to take him to wash his hands.

A flash of light flashed in Xiaobao's eyes, and he walked towards Huo Liancheng obediently. He stretched out his chubby little hand to grab his clothes, but Huo Liancheng noticed it with sharp eyes and successfully avoided it.

He ordered in a deep voice: "Go to the bathroom and wash your hands twice more."

Xiaobao pouted, "I want Daddy to wash it for me." He was somewhat angry at Huo Liancheng's disgusted behavior.

"When you grow up, you can do your own thing." Huo Liancheng looked serious and put on the airs of being a father.

"Daddy, I am still a baby under five years old. The wash basin is too high and I can't reach it. Can you help me wash it? Daddy is the best and loves Xiaobao the most." Xiaobao looked at the one in front of him eagerly. The man's voice was deliberately prolonged, a bit coquettish, and almost rolled on the ground.

Huo Liancheng looked at the soft and glutinous meat dumplings in front of him, and his heart softened inexplicably. He looked around for Mu Yi'an and wanted to ask her for help, but he didn't see it, so he had no choice but to drag Xiaobao's arm to the bathroom.

He looked around the bathroom and found nothing like a stool that could be stepped on, so he had to pick up his son and teach Xiaobao how to wash his hands over and over again.

Xiaobao is also quite good. After washing his hands twice in a cooperative manner, he never wanted to wash his hands a third time.

Huo Liancheng was a little angry and rudely threw Xiaobao in his arms to the ground. He took the white towel he had used and stuffed it into Xiaobao's arms, "Wipe your hands!"

Xiaobao was a little angry at his father's behavior, with a look of disgust on his face, "I don't want white, I want to use the light blue one."

"They are not all the same, wipe it quickly!" Huo Liancheng was not used to Xiaobao's bad habits, and still looked at the little man in front of him coldly, so he had to say hello to Xiaobao's face and hands.

"It's different, this towel is dirty." Xiaobao threw the towel back to Huo Liancheng.

Dirty?

How dare this brat despise him? He is his father.

Didn't he just use this towel to wipe his hands and face? Where was it dirty? Even if he uses it dirty, it is a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times cleaner than the shit in the chicken coop.

The more Huo Liancheng thought about it, the angrier he became and scolded him: "Huo Xiaobao, pay attention to your attitude. Why is this towel dirty? Daddy just wiped his face."

Xiaobao saw Huo Liancheng's attitude and remembered the scene of him bullying mommy, and became more and more angry. He pretended to look at him in surprise, "Ah~ Dad, are you using this towel to wipe your face? Don't you smell it?" What other flavor?”

Didn't Mommy say that Daddy has severe mysophobia?

He let him know the consequences of offending him and Mommy.

As long as he tells Dad that this towel has been used to wipe chicken feces, he will definitely be pissed to death with his stinky mysophobia.

If Dad is unhappy, he is happy!

Huo Liancheng looked at Xiaobao's surprised expression, and his uneasiness became more and more obvious. He asked, "Xiaobao, what do you mean by this? Tell me clearly."

"Daddy, let me tell you quietly. Just now, Mommy used this towel to wipe my chicken feces-stained hands. She hasn't washed them yet. Mommy said: Even after washing, I guess they won't be clean. Put this towel on the chicken feces." Above the nest, it will block the sun for the chickens."

Xiaobao opened and closed his little mouth and told a cruel fact to Huo Liancheng in front of him.

"What did you say?" Huo Liancheng staggered and almost fell down.

Xiaobao was worried that his father would not be able to bear it for a while and would throw him to pieces. He took the opportunity to break away from Huo Liancheng's arms and stood in a safe position at the door so that he could escape in time.

He raised his voice and continued to emphasize, "This towel has been wiped with chicken excrement. Didn't daddy smell the smell when he wiped his face? Or is it because you have a mysophobia?"

"Boom~" Huo Liancheng's head exploded instantly. His hands and feet were as cold as falling into an ice cave. He froze on the spot and couldn't recover for a long time.

What evil had he committed in his previous life? God will punish him like this.

Let him wipe his face with a towel that has been wiped with chicken shit. Can he still want his face? How could he accept this?

If those tough guys from Haishi knew about it, wouldn't they laugh it off?

He was the dignified head of the Huo family, with hundreds of millions in property and a lifelong reputation. However, when he came to this remote mountain village, everything was destroyed in one fell swoop!

The most important thing is that he feels like there is a thorn in his heart now. He feels uncomfortable no matter what. He dare not think too much and cannot think too much.

When Xiaobao saw Daddy standing there motionless like a fool, he knew that his goal had been achieved. How long should he wait if he didn't run away now?

He quietly exited the bathroom and ran quickly towards the main house on his short legs.

Huo Liancheng slowly recovered and looked around, but Xiaobao was no longer around.

I felt like my whole body was covered in chicken feces, I smelled bad, I couldn't stand still, and I was so upset that I threw myself into the wash basin and scrubbed my hands and face over and over again, never getting tired of it.

Xiaobao panted and ran to the main room, pushed open the door and entered, "Mommy, Mommy, I will help you teach your scumbag daddy a lesson, please don't be angry, okay?"

Mu Yi'an was cleaning up her grandmother's room when she heard Xiaobao's voice and asked in confusion: "Teach your scumbag dad a lesson? What did you do?"

"Yeah, well, it's revenge anyway, and it will definitely make him unforgettable in this life." Xiaobao's eyes were shining with stars, and he answered confidently, with a face full of eagerness, waiting for mommy's praise.

Unforgettable in this life?

Mu Yi'an felt something was wrong and continued to ask: "Xiaobao, tell mommy, what exactly did you do?"

She was really worried that Xiaobao would be naughty and do something outrageous, offending the evil spirit Huo Liancheng. With Huo Liancheng's character, he would not let it go, and there would be another father-son war.

"I told Dad that he had wiped chicken poop with the towel and didn't do anything else. I didn't expect him to be stunned on the spot. I guess he must have washed his face repeatedly and regretted it to death." Xiaobao's face was filled with pride. , covering her mouth and enjoying herself.