The father of the child wants to have a relationship with me

Xiong Li was thrown by Di Kalai to the Lantu Fortress to cut stones.

After watching Xiong Li leave, Dikale moved faster than his brain. After he realized where he had gone, his people were already standing at the door of the warehouse, and there were boxes of childhood toys inside.

Dicarai took a deep breath, "I'm stunned."

Dikalai wanted to turn around and leave, but his hand had already pushed open the door of the warehouse.

When Dicarai came out holding a box of toys, his god-like handsome face twisted for a moment, and he put the box of toys back.

Dikalai left the warehouse and made a detour to the garden. He saw the white-haired, white-eyed and white-bearded grandfather clinging to the wall outside the garden like a gecko, looking into the garden, muttering: "Where is it?" , where? Where is the child? Mousse has never lied to me since she was a child, where is the child?"

DiCallet: "..."

Dicarai couldn't help but clenched his fist with his right hand and coughed.

Buvitan Dikale moved his ears, turned around and saw Dikale, with a look of surprise on his face, jumped off the wall, and walked in front of Dikale in three steps and two steps. He stretched out his hand to go He grabbed Dikalai's hand, but turned a corner just before touching it, and scratched his messy white hair, "Mousse, you said the child is in the garden, why can't Grandpa find it?"

Seeing some dirt on Buvitan's body and leaves stuck in his white hair, he probably climbed to a nearby tree when he couldn't find the child. Pulling it off, he asked indifferently: "Have you read all the materials?"

"It's over! It's over!" Buvitan's eyes followed Dikalai's hand holding the leaves, and he was a little stunned, then nodded again and again, and responded happily: "I know the situation, I... Grandpa This time, I will protect him and not let him get hurt in the slightest."

"You came a step late. The garden needs to be remodeled. I asked him to take the child to my small upstairs to rest. I will let him come down when the house is built tomorrow."

"Let me just say, you won't lie to grandpa. I just wondered why there was a construction team in the garden, okay... I know, I know, that child's situation is very special, the less people know about it, the better, yes Avoid it, yes, avoid it, I was too impatient."

When the old man speaks, he will appear disorderly when he is excited, and he will repeatedly express his understanding.

Ducalai was used to it.

Buvitan rubbed his hands together suddenly, and looked at Mousse DeCarai with longing eyes, "Grandpa, can you go over and take a look now? Just one look, I will watch from outside the wall, and I won't disturb them."

Dicari looked at Buvitan's longing eyes, a wrinkled face, the expression was like a person waiting for the judge's final trial, with a hopeful look on his face, Dicarai felt a little pain in his temple: "Yes."

As soon as Dicarai finished speaking, he felt a figure flashing in front of him. When he looked again, there was no sign of Buvitan in front of him. Dicarai stood there for a long time and sighed very lightly.

Dicari walked into the garden. The construction team was actually from Dicarai's army. They were usually the construction team talents who could be responsible for the construction of Lantu Fortress. They were pulled to renovate the garden and build huts. They were really overqualified.

When the construction workers saw Dicarai walking in, they all stopped their work and saluted Dicarai. Dicarai shook his head, "Don't worry about me, you continue."

"Yes, General."

Di Kalai stood watching, and the people who were brought here were very excited.They had the honor of transforming the garden and building a cottage for the general!If it weren't for the signing of the confidentiality agreement, this matter would definitely become a topic of conversation on their drinking table, and it would be something they could show off for the rest of their lives.

Garden renovations are in full swing.

When Buvitan ran over at the speed of the wind, he walked around to the small rose garden at the back. Standing downstairs, he seemed to be able to hear the child's voice. The voice, Buweitan's old hand couldn't help but cover his heart, he was so excited, the next moment, Buweitan climbed up the wall, the speed was extremely fast, all the way up, the route was not crooked, three After two clicks, Buvitan reached the edge of the balcony. With a strong wrist, he jumped up and stood on the balcony. Buvitan didn't make a sound.

And just next to his ear came the giggling of a child.

"Daddy, daddy, I don't want the nickname Xiaozhuzhu."

Buvitan felt his heart beating faster, almost to the point of his throat, he moved over slowly, and quietly opened a corner of the curtain, when he saw the same little face as Dicari's when he was a child, Buvitan's eyes were red up.

It was agreed to only take one look, but Buvitan couldn't move away, "I, I will take a few more glances..."

Da Guozi threw herself into Xie Chen's arms, shaking her head coquettishly, "Daddy, daddy, don't want little pigs, don't want little pigs."

He is the big brother, with the nickname Xiaozhuzhu, he will be laughed at by Guozi's younger brothers.

"Then don't you like the little fat blue pig very much?"

"Daddy, don't do it, don't do it!"

Looking at the tangled faces of the big fruits, Xie Chen almost laughed so hard that his stomach hurts. Fruits always have a name when they fall to the ground. Xie Chen didn't want to give the fruit a name, because the name of each fruit was given by their father. Xie Chen He thought, he would give Da Guozi a nickname first, and when Da Guozi was five years old and hadn't found his father, he would ask his uncle to name Da Guozi on behalf of Da Guozi's father.

Then several nicknames were given, and Da Guozi was not satisfied. Xie Chen saw the blue chubby pig that Da Guozi was holding in his hand all the time, smiled wickedly, and told Da Guozi that he would call him Little Pig in the future.

Seeing Da Guozi dumbfounded for a second, Xie Chen couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing Xie Chen's overjoyed look, Da Guozi suddenly covered his face, "Daddy, I don't want it, if you talk about Little Pig, I'm going to cry!"

"Okay, okay!" Xie Chen touched Da Guozi's head. The golden hair on top of Da Guozi's head was thin and soft. Xie Chen fell in love with the feel after touching it once. He couldn't help touching it every now and then. Guozi's blond hair was messed up by Xie Chen.

Buvitan looked enviously through the curtains, and he really wanted to touch it, seeing the child's innocent face, and the happy laughter, seeing the warm and tender eyes in Xie Chen's eyes Unexpectedly, some pictures overlapped. He had seen such a warm picture many, many years ago, but... because of him, it was ruined. , After his vision was blurred, he wiped it off, and soon it was blurred again, and he wiped it off again, and finally Buvitan, who couldn't bear it anymore, fled.

The wind blowing on the balcony, Da Guozi looked up subconsciously, and found that the curtains were only swaying with the wind.

Buvitan came and left quietly, leaving only a pool of tears on the spot.