Chi Mingwei, who was caught, put down his hand.

"Why do you fight brother Quan?" Chi Jiao pinches waist to ask.

"I..." Chi Mingwei can't say that he was stimulated by Quan Jue's words. That's too humiliating for him to be a father.

In hesitation, Chi Mingwei's eyes swept, and he saw Quan Jue sitting on the sofa. He hooked his lips to him.

A little arrogant and provocative.

"Because the boy didn't smoke!" The next moment, Chi Mingwei said, biting his teeth.

Chi Jiao incredulously widens her five black bright eyes and looks at Chi Mingwei: "Dad! How can you do that? Brother Quan was here with me to guard you all night last night. "

At this time, she really has a headache.

She always hoped that her father and brother Quan could get rid of their bad habits and live together peacefully.

But in this way, the two are not yielding to each other, and it is difficult to get along with each other.

Chi Mingwei saw that Chi Jiao was a little angry. He quickly restrained her and said to her with a smile, "Jiao Jiao, dad is joking with you. How can dad be willing to fight Quan Jue? It's too late for Dad to hurt him. "

In the last sentence, Chi Mingwei's tone is very heavy, which makes Quan Jue's diaphragmatic skin curl.

"It's almost the same. We are a family and should live together peacefully." Chi Jiao said, grabbing Chi Mingwei's hand in one hand, then turning around and grabbing Quan Jue's hand.

Then she put their hands together.

"Peaceful coexistence, do you understand?" The girl's voice was soft and sweet, but her tone was very serious.

Chi Mingwei and Quan Jue look at each other.

Suddenly, two see two tired, two people quickly shifted each other's line of sight, refused to look at each other.

However, at Chi Jiao's insistence, Chi Mingwei and Quan Jue responded to her understanding.

Chi Jiao then showed a satisfied smile: "that's right. I'm going to buy steamed buns! Can you two drink Soybean milk? "

Quan Jue and Chi Mingwei nodded.

Jiaojiao bought it. They didn't choose.

Chi Jiao hummed a little song in a happy mood and walked out of the ward.

Right Jue and Chi Mingwei were left in the ward.

Their eyes collided again.

Chi Mingwei snorted heavily, then turned around and went to the hospital bed to lie down.

Quan Jue looks at Chi Mingwei with a look of disgust.

But deep in those eyes, there was no hate.

Because it was during the Spring Festival, Chi Mingwei didn't want to stay in the hospital for half a day, so he went through the discharge procedures in the afternoon and left the hospital.

On the way home, Chi Mingwei tells Chi Jiao that after sleeping for so long, he dreams of her mother.

"Jiaojiao, I really miss your mother so much." Chi Mingwei reached out and touched Chi Jiao's head. Although he was laughing, the sour and astringent in his eyes could hardly be covered. "This is the first time that I dreamed of your mother since she died so long ago."

If he could, how he wished he would be immersed in that dream forever and never wake up.

This is the first time that Chi Jiao saw her father showing such a fragile and sad side. She stretched out her hand and held his generous hand: "Dad, if mom looks at us in the sky, she hopes we are happy."

"Yes." Chi Mingwei gently pulled his lips, "so when we think of your mother, we should laugh. Because your mother is a crying ghost behind her back. If she sees us sad in the sky, she will cry too. "