you are my uncle

He didn't know how to address this woman, so he could only slightly nodded at her.

"Xinxin, come out and call brother." The woman said to Xinxin.

Xinxin finally came out, "Brother Mingming."

Zhaoming bent down, touched the little girl's head, and smiled at the little girl. The little girl looked at Zhaoming with wide eyes as if she had seen something extraordinary.

"Is your name Xinxin?" Zhao Ming asked with a smile.

Xinxin blushed suddenly and nodded slightly, her eyes were still wide open, staring at Zhaoming closely.

Du Mengyi was a little surprised when she saw this scene, she thought Zhaoming would hate Xinxin, but after being surprised, she quickly laughed, "Xinxin really likes you."

Zhaoming straightened up and looked at the woman, and she went on to say, "Xinxin rarely stares at someone like this, you see she's blushing."

"Mom hates it." Xinxin threw herself into the woman's arms angrily.

The woman giggled, "Xinxinxi doesn't like brother Mingming?"

"I don't like it!" Xinxin said sullenly.

"Xinxin is shy." The woman continued to tease her.

Seeing the mother and daughter fighting, Zhaoming felt warm and bitter in his heart.

He smiled, "I'll go up and clean up the room first."

"Yes." The woman let go of Xinxin, and the two looked at him together.

Zhaoming was a little uncomfortable, and took two steps forward, suddenly remembered yesterday's mean attitude towards women, felt a little sorry, and turned around, "What happened yesterday, I'm sorry. I can't accept it for a while, maybe what I said was a bit ugly."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's good that you can come back, I'm afraid you'll be angry with me and don't want to come back, then I'd be too sorry for Mr. Xiao." The woman said apologetically.

Zhao Ming paused for a moment, turned around and walked away without saying anything else.

I have to say that Du Mengyi is a very good woman, understanding, gentle and generous, he understands a little bit why his father chose this woman.

His main purpose of going home this time is to remember his mother and take a good look at this place full of memories of him and his mother.He doesn't care if his father wants to marry again or something.

The only thing he can miss in this world, apart from Liu Jiming, are the memories of him and his mother when he was a child.As for Liu Jiming, he completely let go of it and cut it off.He just wants to take a good look at the places where he and his mother stayed and the memories left behind.

He entered the room and found a bunch of childhood toys, many of which were bought by his mother, including remote-controlled planes, toy cars, various robot models, dinosaur models, and some origami, flowers made by his mother, and flowers made by his mother. The boat, the paper airplane my mother made, and the bow my mother made were all in one box intact.

He just has such a habit of packing all his memories in a cardboard box and taking them out to look at when he misses them. His fond memories of his mother are like this, and so are his sad memories of Liu Jiming. , all packed in a small cardboard box.As for Liu Jiming's memories, he left them all under the bed in that apartment, and he didn't want to take them out again.

He laid out all kinds of toys and gadgets neatly, all over the floor, leaving a space in the middle. He lay down, hugging his knees and curled up in the small space, letting the toys surround him. Fill him up like those little heroes from his childhood surrounded him and would protect him like cartoon superheroes.

Mom, if I go to heaven to accompany you, will you be angry with me?But I really have nothing left.

Zhaoming fell asleep and dreamed that his mother was emitting a white soft light, flying towards him like an angel, and his mother said to him softly: "No matter what, Mingming will always be my good baby."

He woke up with a start, someone was knocking on the door.

"Obviously, I've prepared dinner, do you want to eat together?" Du Mengyi's voice came from the door.

"Okay." Zhaoming replied, got up and opened the door, the woman was still standing at the door, smiling so much that he lost his eyes, almost took her as the mother in his dream.

"Mr. Xiao is back too. You father and son haven't seen each other for a long time. Have a good meal and have a good chat after eating." The woman suddenly stretched out her hand as if to touch Zhaoming's head, but retracted in mid-air Going back, "Your hair is sticking up." The woman pointed to a bunch of dull hair on the top of Zhaoming's head, with a gentle smile on her face.

Zhaoming flusteredly stretched out his hand to scratch his hair, but the woman said, "Come down quickly." She had already turned around and went downstairs.

Zhaoming stood there in a daze for a while, then followed him downstairs.

At the dinner table, the man whom he hadn't seen for a long time was still in high spirits, with shiny hair, white shirt and black suit pants, sharp facial features, and those cold gold-rimmed glasses.It's just that she seems to be thinner and older than the last time I met.

Xin Xin sat on the chair next to her, blinking her eyes at Zhao Ming.The woman is serving a meal.

When his father saw him, he just glanced at him and said, "Sit down and have dinner together."

Zhaoming slowly sat down opposite his father, the woman quickly came over and picked up the bowl in front of him to help him serve the meal, Zhaoming grabbed the bowl, "I'll do it myself." Then he got up hastily to serve the meal.

He heard the woman laughing behind her back and saying, "This child."

Finally, the four of them sat together, and the woman continued to pick up food for him, "You are obviously too thin, eat more."

"I'll do it myself." Zhao Ming didn't know how to deal with the woman's kindness.

"Here you are." Xinxin held a piece of meat into his bowl with trembling hands, then quickly turned her head away, not daring to look at him.

Zhaoming couldn't help laughing, and the woman laughed too, jokingly said: "Xinxin is biased, she has never served her mother with food, she is so partial to brother Mingming, and mother will be jealous."

"Pick it up for mom." Xinxin stretched out another piece of meat and put it in the woman's bowl.

"There's still uncle, give it to uncle." The woman reminded her.

Xinxin stretched out her small arms again to grab a piece of meat from Zhaoming's father's bowl, and his father had a rare gratified smile on his face.

Zhaoming suddenly felt a little unreal, the feeling of a happy family, is it like this?As if... he was included too.

"You've lost weight, eat more." His father also put a piece of meat into his bowl when he was in a daze, as if he didn't care.Then put a piece of meat in Xinxin's bowl.

"...you too." Zhaoming picked up the bowl and quickly put the rice in his mouth, he was afraid that if he stopped, they would see his red eye sockets.

"Obviously, eat slowly, don't choke." The woman said softly.

"Yeah." He answered vaguely with his mouth in his mouth.

After dinner, Xinxin suddenly followed Zhaoming and refused to leave. Zhaoming went to the living room, she followed to the living room, Zhaoming went upstairs, she followed.

"What's the matter?" Zhaoming, who had never touched a child before, turned around, bent down and asked in front of Xinxin.

"Brother Mingming, will you watch TV with me?" Xinxin looked at Zhaoming nervously and expectantly.

Zhaoming originally wanted to go back to his room to tidy up the place, but he couldn't bear to reject this cute little girl, so he smiled and said, "Okay."

Xinxin grinned, stretched out her hand shyly to grab Zhaoming's clothes, and led Zhaoming to the sofa in the living room.

There was Pokémon on TV, and Zhao Ming suddenly felt nostalgic and started watching it too.

"Pika, pickup!" Xinxin would yell out when she saw the excitement, her voice was so childish, so cute.Zhaoming couldn't help being so cute that his heart trembled.

"The next step is the Frog Seed to play." Zhao Ming said to Xin Xin with a smile.

"What's the skill of Miao Frog Seed, brother Mingming?" Xinxin asked excitedly.

"It's just..." Before Zhaoming finished speaking, his father came over.

"Shall we talk?" His father said lightly.

Zhaoming nodded, turned around and said to Xinxin, "Xinxin, look for yourself first, I'll be back later."

"Oh..." Xinxin was a little disappointed, and lowered her eyes aggrievedly.

Zhaoming rubbed her head and followed his father into the study.

"Sit down." The man sat down across the desk, and Zhao Ming sat across from him.

"You, Auntie Du, and I met half a year ago. At that time, she had just divorced her ex-husband. She was with Xinxin. I took the initiative to chase her." His father said slowly.

Zhao Ming didn't say a word, just looked down at the table with his eyes down.

"Later, because of some changes, I let her live in with Xinxin."

"Is it because she looks like my mother?" Zhao Ming asked.

"In the beginning it was."

"Didn't you let her know that she looks like my mother?"

His father paused, "I hope you don't say it first, when the time comes, I will tell her myself."

"Do you love my mother?" Zhao Ming asked suddenly.

His father opened his mouth slightly, and slowly spit out the word, "Love..."

"Okay, that's enough. I don't care what happens between you and that woman, and I won't talk too much in front of that woman. I just come back to see my mother and the place where I stayed with my mother , I won’t disturb you for too long, don’t worry.” Zhaoming stood up after speaking, and made a movement to turn around.

"Mingming." His father suddenly stopped him.

"what happened?"

"How are you doing?" His father's voice was hoarse.

"I'm fine, I won't bother you about my affairs." Zhaoming said indifferently, then turned around, and the moment he turned around, the calmness on his face disappeared, and he became tangled and painful.

"If there is anything, tell Dad, Dad will help you." His dad said later.

"Hmm." Zhao Ming uttered a syllable from the bottom of his throat, and then left straight away.

When Zhaoming went out, Xinxin ran over immediately. Seeing Zhaoming's uneasy face, Xinxin carefully grabbed the corner of Zhaoming's clothes, "Brother Mingming, what's the matter with you?"

Children are probably the purest and most beautiful existences in this world. They are beautiful because of their ignorance and innocence.

"It's okay, let's go back and watch TV." Zhaoming took Xinxin's little hand and returned to the living room.