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Shao Wenfeng chatted with the old lady for a while, but the old lady didn't say anything to embarrass him, she just looked at the tall son in front of her, feeling a little confused.

She always felt that she would not have her own son by her side in the future. Shao Wenfeng went with his father when he divorced, so now she heard Shao Wenfeng say that he would stay in China and be by her side.

Shao Wenfeng knew what the old lady was struggling with in a blink of an eye, but he really couldn't persuade him, the more he described it, the darker it became.

"Mom, don't you like Momo?" After thinking about it, he still asked, at least he had to know what the old lady meant.

Aunt Jiang stared, Shao Wenfeng froze for a moment, thinking that his mother's eyes were quite big.

"How do you talk about this child, Momodo's good child, I think it's a pity to be with you. Although you haven't been by my side these years, don't think I haven't heard of the things you do."

Shao Wenfeng laughed, "Mom, who doesn't think about the past? I'm in my 30s now, and I've played what I should have played a few years ago. For me now, I can have a stable home and love it." People with sons, this kind of life is what I want."

Aunt Jiang sighed, nodded and agreed with him, "Okay, I don't care about your affairs, and I can't care about them, but son, don't do anything to be sorry for Momo. Looking at Momo is also cold-hearted."

Shao Wenfeng knew what his mother wanted to express, but there were some things that he couldn't tell the old lady, as long as he knew it in his heart.

"Mom, don't worry, Momo and I will be fine, let's go out and make dumplings." Pulling the old lady up, Shao Wenfeng chuckled, "Mom, you said a while ago that Momo and I got our marriage certificate How about it?"

Aunt Jiang agrees with his decision. After all, they both have children. If they don't have a marriage certificate, they won't have a wedding. If outsiders find out, it won't look good.

"When you choose a good day, you two should take care of things. I'll discuss the date with your father Han and see if it's a good day. Let's also have a banquet. Although your father Han is retired, the former The relationship is still there, no matter how many gifts you send out, you have to take them back."

Shao Wenfeng didn't feel anxious about holding a banquet, but seeing his mother's positive appearance, he didn't interrupt him.

"Okay, you and Dad Han set a date." Nodding, he helped the old lady out of the house.

Han Mo was not in the living room, only the little baby and Dad Han were sitting on the sofa watching the news, the little guy watched the planes and cannons on the TV without blinking, his black eyes were staring at them, following the planes flying in the sky track movement.

Shao Wenfeng chuckled, raised his eyebrows and went to block the little baby's sight, the little baby pouted unhappily, raised his head to look at Shao Wenfeng, pouted his red mouth, and pointed at Shao Wenfeng with his little fleshy finger, "ah Ah, Bobo, ahh."

"My baby calls you Daddy, don't call me Bobo." Shao Wenfeng leaned over and squatted in front of him, holding his little hand and shaking it.

The little baby moved his buttocks and moved to one side, but the man held him back and refused to move. He hummed twice, and his mouth was about to cry.

Shao Wenfeng stared, and said in a cold tone: "Don't cry, if you cry, I won't let you watch it."

The little baby seemed to be quite afraid of his staring eyes. Although the circles of his eyes were red, he didn't let the tears flow out. The little baby forced out a word, "Go!"

Shao Wenfeng still had a stern face, and today he had to let the little guy call out the word "father".He has also read a lot of books. Since the little guy can shout out, he has to correct his pronunciation quickly, or he will get used to it later and it will be even harder to correct it.

"Call me dad, dad, dad." Slowly said twice, Shao Wenfeng looked at the little baby, leaned over and kissed his chubby cheek.

Blinking her big watery eyes, the little baby held back for a long time, then suddenly called out, "Daddy!"

Father Han laughed from the side, reached out and rubbed his little hairy head, "Xiaofeng, you are very good at teaching children."

Shao Wenfeng teased the little baby to continue calling Dad, it was okay, the little guy memorized the pronunciation, and called several times in a row, he stood up and let Dad Han nodded, "Children have to be taught, Momo is reluctant to kill him, there must be a red face in this family."

Pinch the little guy's nose, causing the little baby to hum uncomfortably.

There were no airplanes and cannons on the TV, so the old man quickly took the remote control to change the channel, and found the animal world to show him.

Since the little boy played with the big golden retriever at Zhang Maojia last time, he has fallen in love with these furry animals. Every day, the old man will take him to watch the animal world in front of the TV. When the little guy sees the animals he likes, he will say ah ah one time.

Shao Wenfeng looked at the little baby, his own baby son ignored him, he looked back at the direction of the bedroom, Han Mo didn't know what he was doing in the room, he didn't come out for a long time, Aunt Jiang had already started making dough Oh boy, didn't I just say that I came out to help make dumplings?

"Dad, you watch TV with my baby, and I'll go into the room to see Momo."

Father Han nodded, took a banana aside, and fed it to the baby. The little guy bit the banana with his mouth open, and stared at the TV screen with good eyes.

He has no time to care about anything else now, just watch the lions.

Shao Wenfeng pushed open the bedroom door, and saw Han Mo lying on the big bed, he didn't look like he was sleeping, but rather sulked with himself.

The man was a little puzzled, wasn't he fine just now, how come he turned around and became unhappy again.

"Didn't you mean to help my mother make dumplings? Why did you go back to the house and lie on your stomach." She walked over and sat next to his legs, and slapped his buttocks twice.

Han Mo rubbed his face and turned to look at Shao Wenfeng.

The man was taken aback for a moment, and the smile slowly faded away from his original smiling face. He frowned and lay sideways beside him, raised his hand to touch his forehead, but he didn't have a fever.

"Why are you crying?"

Han Mo's face was stained with tears, and his eyes were red.

Sniffing, leaning over to Shao Wenfeng's chest, muttering twice, "I feel sorry for my father."

Shao Wenfeng didn't understand anymore.

In his heart, Han Mo is a good son, at least Han Mo is more filial than ordinary young people.If there was anything wrong, it might be that he was with him and didn't tell Papa Han about it.

"Dad told you?" Holding him in his arms, Shao Wenfeng lowered his head and kissed his forehead, asking softly.He felt that it was impossible for the old man to object to the matter between the two of them. Han Mo shook his head, sighed and said, "I asked my dad if he liked you. My dad said that he would like anything I like. Shao Wenfeng, what do you say? Am I quite ignorant?"

Hearing what he said, Shao Wenfeng felt confident. He patted him on the back and said, "What are you thinking about? If you were really ignorant, you wouldn't be crying here."

Han Mo curled his lips and knew what Shao Wenfeng meant, but he always felt that he still owed his father a little.

"Momo, it's not easy for Dad to raise you. I know this very well, but you always think this way. You can make the old man feel better? Let's be filial to them in the future and don't make the old man feel awkward. In their view, we live a happy life. If they live well and live happily, they will naturally feel at ease."

The man's voice was deep and sweet, and Han Mo nodded and hummed.

"Let's go, let's make dumplings." Sitting up and turning to look at the man, he smiled and rubbed his eyes, "Are my eyes swollen?"

Shao Wenfeng shrugged his shoulders, and also sat up and took a tissue beside him to wipe his face, "It's okay, I can't tell if I'm fine."

In fact, Han Mo's eyes were almost swollen into walnuts, how could he not see it.

When the two left the bedroom, Father Han and Aunt Jiang saw his appearance. The old man could probably guess why Han Mo was crying, but Aunt Jiang felt that Han Mo was a good kid, and she just accepted the relationship between the two of them. , I was actually moved to cry.

So, sometimes misunderstanding can be a very beautiful thing.

Speaking of which, Han Mo makes dumplings at home and the family loves and loves each other happily, but Song Xinji is not so good.

After calling Han Mo at noon, he looked at the man standing in front of him, thought about it for a while and found it boring, stood up, took his wallet and keys and left.

Qin Rui followed him out, and laughed when he saw him standing upright.

"Honey, don't you feel back pain?" Qin Rui didn't dare to use too much force as he took two quick steps to wrap his arms around his waist. Now Song Xinji's body is not what it used to be, and he can do whatever he wants.

Song Xinji twisted, but didn't turn away the man's hand. He was stunned, and turned to look at him, "I have a sore back and back, and I can't bear it. Have you ever seen a pregnant woman who is stuck in the house every day and is not allowed to go out? Qin Rui, let me tell you, the two of us are now involved in this one child, after the child is born, you will go wherever you like, and whomever you like, I really don't want to have any contact with you."

These days, he has also thought about it, and he understands the reason why it cannot be forced.

If Song Xinji was the kind of person who could persevere, he probably wouldn't break up with Yang Yu so quickly.

He is timid when it comes to dealing with feelings. It is fine to say that he is cautious, and it is fine to say that he is cold-hearted. He just doesn't want to be clingy without getting something in return after giving, it's not his character.

It's cheap, just commit it once, if it continues to be cheap, he will be afraid of it.

Qin Rui didn't expect Song Xinji to say this, so he just stood there in a daze.

The man was already handsome, and after he reacted to this, he began to simmer his anger, but his eyes caught Song Xinji's protruding belly, and he had to hold back any anger he had.

"Are you planning to break up with me?"

"Don't say that, I'm just giving you a choice, Qin Rui, you should be clear, I'm 31 this year, you're 27, I'm past the age of playing with emotions, if you want to find someone to help you relieve your boredom, just look for it, I can't Someone to play with you." Song Xinji stepped out of the gate, turned to look at him, saw that his face was dark, obviously brewing anger, and laughed, "Am I wrong? Qin Rui, if you like me, we will It won't be like this now."

Qin Rui mechanically followed him out, didn't speak or reply, he was thinking.

what is like

He didn't know, he never liked anyone.

He only knew that the little month when he couldn't see Song Xinji was in a bad mood and irritable.

"Can you give me a chance?"

When he walked outside, Song Xinji no longer expected him to speak, but a man's voice rang in his ears.

He stood there in a daze and did not leave. He turned to look at Qin Rui, "What did you say?"