Liang Xiaoyi quickly put the plate on his dining table, propped up the board with a bracket, and then held his small face and said with a smile, "don't be angry with me."

Ye Chong pouted, stuffy said: "I still don't want to pay attention to you, but your father called me, I just talked to you for the sake of uncle!"

Liang Xiaoyi was not angry at all. He nodded his head and said, "will you come back to see us when you are free? Dan and I miss you very much

Ye Chong said, "let's talk about it. Let's see when my grandmother is free."

Two children holding the computer chatting endlessly. Xiaobao is making breakfast in the kitchen. Liang qiange looks at the old God on the sofa. Unexpectedly, this man is so treacherous that he even translates from childhood!

She won't be fooled!

in a leisurely manner, he looked at him with a slight look. He picked up a glass of water from the coffee table and drank it slowly.

Liang qiange turned back to the room and closed the door heavily.

When Liang qiange entered the room, he didn't come out. Until Xiaoyi finished his breakfast, he hung up Ye Chong's phone and wanted to go to school with Xiaobao. Bo Xiushen got up from the sofa and said to Xiaobao, "I'll take him there. You have a rest."

Bo Xiushen often picks up Xiao Yi and snatches Xiaobao's job, so Xiaobao is used to it. She says, "OK, please Mr. Bo." Then he handed him the little bag of the translator.

Bo Xiushen leads Xiaoyi away. In the elevator, Xiaoyi is still excited because he is reconciled with Ye Chong. He is lying on his legs, leaning up his neck and saying to Uncle Bo, "Uncle Bo, you are so good. Ye Chong won't pay attention to me, but if you call him, he will take care of me. Uncle Bo, thank you."

Bo Xiushen looks at Xiaoyi's big bright eyes. He bends down and picks up the little guy.

Because ye Chong has already gone to another city, he can't see that he is not a man, so he doesn't struggle at all. He naturally nests in his uncle Bo's arms, and then puts his hands around his uncle's neck.

In fact, some children need to be sensible

Liang Xiaoyi nodded, pursed his lips and said, "even if ye Chong is beaten, his heart is toward his father."

"It's not like that." Bo Xiushen patiently explained: "Ye Chong has lived with his parents since he was a child. Although he often can't see each other for several months, he will still prefer to his relatives. However, the reason why Ye Chong really covers up his father is that his father has only had one violent experience so far. According to my later understanding, ye Chong's father is the company's business is not smooth, plus drink Because ye Chong's father apologized afterwards, ye Chong and his mother chose to give his father another chance. They thought it was just an accident. "

Liang Xiaoyi pursed her mouth and said unhappily, "once, there may be a second time. So does the public service advertisement."

Bo Xiushen touched the little guy's face and said, "it's very difficult to judge the adult's affairs. Most people will choose to forgive the first crime unless it causes irreparable harm."

"So ye Chong and his mother felt that it was not very serious that ye Chong's father had beaten Ye Chong only once," Liang Xiaoyi said

Liang Xiaoyi can't say, he is just very melancholy: "maybe I haven't grown up, I still don't understand."

Thin Xiu Shen rubbed the little guy's hair and said, "anyway, this kind of thing will not happen to you. That's enough."

Liang Xiaoyi chuckled at his words and said, "of course not. I don't have a father."

Bo Xiushen:

"Everyone has a father," Bo said with a grim face

Liang Xiaoyi thought for a while, then nodded and said, "there should be some in physiology, but if he is not there, it will be no good."

At this time, the elevator arrived at the underground parking lot. Bo Xiushen walked out with the translator in his arms. He suddenly became curious and asked, "what did your mother tell you about your father?"

"Mom didn't say that." "Mom doesn't want to talk about the past," Liang said

"Have you not asked?" Bo Xiushen went to the side of the car, opened the door, let Xiaoyi sit in the back seat of the car, strapped him with a seat belt, and then walked around to the driver's seat.

When he started the engine, he heard Liang Xiaoyi's reply: "I won't ask. Why do I ask? If I ask, isn't it just to uncover my mother's scar?"

Bo Xiu sank for a moment. The car stopped by the parking space. He turned his head and said, "scar?"

Liang Xiaoyi sighed and said, "Uncle Bo, my mother, is very vulnerable."

Bo Xiushen looks at the little boy in the back seat quietly.

Seeing that uncle Bo doesn't drive, Liang Xiaoyi seems to want to know the details. He goes on to say, "my mother has no friends, no relatives, no hobbies, no career, no interests, no people who like her, and no one likes her. In fact, she has nothing but me. Her heart is in other places except me, which is empty."

Thin Xiu frowned.Liang Xiaoyi added: "Uncle Bo, don't look at my mother. She seems to be very busy and has a rich life. In fact, she was not like this before. I remember that since I became sensible, my mother was always around me. My mother didn't have a job, but we didn't have much money in our family. My mother would use computers to make money, but apart from that, she didn't have any social intercourse, There are no relatives and friends, no one will take care of her when she is sick, no one will help her when she can't take things, no one will care whether she is tired or hard. She is like a refugee living in an isolated island. Except for living at sunrise and sunset, she has no direction in life. "

As he said this, Liang Xiaoyi became sad, as if he remembered something long ago.

"It was aunt Chunjin who came to her and said that my body was healed and asked her to perform again. She seemed to have survived. Aunt Chunjin said that her mother doesn't like filming and entertainment, but she doesn't have anything she likes to do. So if you don't find something for her to do, she will never have a chance to fill in the vacant positions in her heart. "

Speaking of this, Liang Xiaoyi laughed again and said, "that's the saying. Interest can be cultivated. Since you don't know what you want to do, you can choose one to do first. If you don't repel, you can continue to do it."

Bo Xiushen looked at Liang Xiaoyi and was silent for a long time before he said, "is this your mother?"

"Yes." Liang Xiaoyi nodded: "so, uncle Bo, my mother is really fragile. She is used to being alone and will not open her heart to anyone. Once someone is close to that position, she will be very sensitive and resistant. This is not because she is timid, but because she has been lonely for a long time, she has never been loved, and she does not know what to do when she is loved."