In the middle of the night, Mu Qingshui is going to the hospital to change people.

But I heard the sound of the kitchen and went over.

I saw a little figure, thinking about the water on his toes.

"How can you be alone?"

The little guy was scared by him and quickly drew back his hand. His pupil looked at him in panic, like a thief who was caught, and he was about to cry.

Mu Qingshui's face is black. Is he so terrible?

In front of the little guy, he squatted down and tried to face the frightened little guy with a soft face. "Why don't you call someone else and run down by yourself? It's very dangerous!"

"I, I'm thirsty..." Hua Hua's mouth is shriveled, her hands are pulling each other, her eyes are wet.

It's like Mu Qingshui bullied him.

The voice trembled.

Mu Qingshui's heart was stung, it seems that he scared the child.

"You are thirsty to call others. How can you do if you run down and fall?"

Mu Qingshui said softly and got up to pour water for him.

Then he squatted down and handed the water to him

Huahua raised her wet eyes and looked at him. Then she hugged the cup and drank water.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Mu Qingshui eyebrows pick, hand gently touched his head, flower stiff pause, water also don't drink, eyes guard at him.

Mu Qingshui drew the corner of his mouth and sighed, "how did you call my uncle?"

Hua Hua bit her lip and looked at him with small eyes. Then she bowed her head and said, "you don't like me calling your father!"

Mu Qingshui's heart shrinks. This little guy is really sensible and can see people's faces.

"It doesn't matter. Just shout if you like!"

He stares straight at the little guy's face, which not only inherits his appearance, but also seems to have the shadow of that woman.

"You're afraid of me!"

Mu Qingshui gouzui, big hand touched his soft glutinous small face, even the heart are unconsciously soft.

"You don't like me... I know!" Huahua sniffed wrongly.

Looking at his grievance, Mu Qingshui's heart was tightening. He suddenly hugged him, helped the little guy with a water cup, picked him up and went out.

Hua Hua is held by him rigidly.

"I don't like you, but I'm a little scared." Mu Qingshui looked down at the stiff child and explained to him in a soft voice.

He put down the water cup, pulled the dining room chair, put down Huahua and sat down on a chair, then pulled another chair and sat down face to face with him.

"I suddenly know that I have a son as old as you. I'm not used to coming here, so I hurt you by speaking carelessly. I'll apologize to you, OK?"

MuQing sailor elbows on his knees, bent over, eyes on Huahua, softly apologized to his son.

What if this little guy misunderstands all the time?

It's his son, after all.

Huahua blinked and asked, "don't you really like me?"

"I like you." Mu Qingshui rubbed his little head with a smile, and said in a soft voice: "as lovely as our flowers, no one will not like you!"

Huahua's eyes lit up and asked, "are you my father?"

Mu Qingshui is stunned. He smiles at the little guy's expectant eyes

Just like a little guy, can he be his son?

"Hee hee, can I call you dad?"

Huahua smiles at him for the first time, and Mu Qingshui feels that her heart is soft.

"Yes!" He was the father of flowers.

"Hee hee Hua Hua is smiling.

Showing the lovely baby teeth.

Mu Qingshui waited for a while, but didn't wait for him to call his father. He raised his eyebrows and said, "why didn't he call his father?"

"Well?" Huahua looks at him with a silly face, and makes muqingshui feel that she is not very retarded.

He coughed and asked softly, "are you thirsty? I'll pour you another glass of water! "

"Thirsty!" Huahua has no scruples about him. He is honest, holding a water cup and drinking water.

Mu Qingshui and so on he drank a cup, also poured a cup for him, "hungry?"? Would you like something to eat? "

"Is that ok?"

Huahua touched her stomach, feeling a little hungry.

"Of course, you can tell the adults what you want to eat at home in the future." Mu Qingshui still couldn't let go of him and touched his head.

"Can you make the milk powder for me? I'm hungry. "

"Good! Wait here

Muqingshui used to take milk powder, suddenly remembered that he had not washed the milk powder, how many spoons should he put?

He frowned and pondered.

"Daddy

Suddenly, the Milky voice rang out. Mu Qingshui looked down at his face and looked at his son curiously. Jun's face could not help softening down.

"What's the matter? Are you hungry? Just wait a little longer! "

He fondled and touched his son's head in agony.

"Dad and mom put three spoonfuls in the bottle, and then take boiling water to flush it."

Huahua said softly.

Mu Qingshui was embarrassed and asked the little guy to wait in the restaurant. Then he went in and boiled the water, took the bottle and washed it.

Doing this in a hurry.

Tian Fu woke up and didn't see the child. He was so scared that he came out to look for it. Then he saw the light on in the kitchen and the little guy sitting in the dining room. He was relieved.

"Huahua!"

"Grandma

Huahua shouts with a smile.

Tian Fu smiles at him, picks up his small body, looks at his busy son in the kitchen, and asks softly, "did dad take you down?"

"No, I came down by myself! I'm thirsty. "

Hearing what the child said, Tian Fu was startled and distressed. "Little fool, why don't you call grandma when you are thirsty, so what if you fall and burn?"

"Grandma, I will be very careful. When my mother is not at home, I drink water myself."

Tian Fu was very sad.

Single parent families are not easy, and children are precocious.

"Later, tell Grandma what baby wants, you know? Don't be afraid to disturb grandma! "

She pinched the little guy's nose painfully.

"Well, I see!" Huahua responds obediently.

Tian Fu touched his little head, "Huahua, sit down first, grandma, go in and see what your father is doing!"

She put down the flowers and went to the kitchen.

Tian Fu saw Mu Qingshui at the edge of Liuli's desk, frowning and washing milk powder, as if he were doing something so difficult, and speechless, he took out the corner of his mouth.

"Your father was not in such a hurry as you. He should be careful in taking care of his children. He won't observe how others take care of him."

"Go away, I'll come!"

Really can't see past, Tian Fu directly open Mu Qingshui, accept their own milk powder.

"Mom, you'd better go to bed. I'll do it!"

Mu Qingshui stood aside, looking at her mother's sharp doing these, secretly recorded.

"I don't dare to let you come. This milk can't be washed well. It's almost too cold to give it to the children! "

Tian Fu poured the washed milk into the bowl and stirred it to dissipate heat, while teaching his son, "it can't be too cold. If it's too cold, it's easy to have diarrhea. When the temperature is just right, pour back the milk bottle for the child to drink!"

"Just right. What's the temperature?" Mu Qingshui asked seriously.