"How do you know your mom doesn't like me?" Wind Yi Chen does not like to listen to this word very much.

"It's obvious." Mo Mo retorted.

"Oh, not necessarily." The wind Yi Chen still is so firm: "your mommy has affection to me."

Ink a Zheng, pie mouth, obviously do not believe, "don't deceive yourself? My mother doesn't want to talk to you

Feng Yi Chen was stunned by his son, a little embarrassed, but soon, he began to laugh: "your mother and you are used to duplicity, she does not pay attention to me, how do you think, you know?"

The little guy is stunned and hesitant. Does Mommy have something she can't see?

She was very suspicious.

Feng Yi Chen once again said: "your mother's personality is too strong. I didn't deal with women before. I don't know what's going on with women. Now, I know a lot. I'll get along well with your mother, waiting for me to chase her to be my wife."

Gu Xiaomo heard the words of wind Yi Chen, frown again: "are you going to marry my mother when wife?"

"Yes." The wind Yi Chen calm open a mouth: "your mother is my wife, our family should be together."

Mo Mo thought for a while and said, "although this is what I want, but if my mom really doesn't like you, you'd better not force it."

"Son." The wind Yi Chen is a bit moved, stretched out his hand to hold the son's small shoulder: "thank you so think, father will try hard."

"It's up to you." Mo also did not have too many requirements: "I want my mom happy, happy all my life."

"Don't worry." Wind Yi Chen hands clenched his shoulder, a little moved: "good child, father will give you happiness."

"I hope so." Gu Xiaomo looked at him. "I'm going to see what Mommy said to uncle he."

Then he was ready to go out.

Feng Yi Chen a Zheng way: "you are not afraid of your mother worry?"

"Aren't you afraid that my mother will be taken away by uncle he?" The little fellow raised his eyebrows.

Father and son achieved a goal in an instant, neither of them wanted to take care of the peace.

Wind Yi Chen eyebrow tip move, way: "go now, your mother will be angry, don't go, I also don't trust."

"Do something about it." Mo's small face wrinkled: "I don't know what Mommy thinks, but uncle he is very good to Mommy. Except that he is not my father, he really has no problems at all."

The wind Yi Chen one Xiang, pointed to oneself: "that I?"

"You?" Mo frowned and said, "you are nothing but my father."

Be hit the wind Yi Chen instantaneous very have no language, he has a little helpless way: "in your heart, I am such a bad person?"

"Are you a good man? In my heart, you are nothing. You're sorry for me, my mother is sorry for me, and I'm sorry for your ancestors. You didn't know when you gave birth to a child. Do you mean to say, didn't your ancestors question you? "

The wind Yi Chen is again by the son to accept, his eyes beat, the eyeground flash over a helpless.

That's how the child can say himself. If anyone changes, he will have to settle down.

"Get out of the way." Mo Mo way: "or I come."

Wind Yi Chen zaps tongue again, is oneself so useless?

Ink quickly went out.

After coming out, the living room was still empty.

With his hands on his hips, he looked at the closed door. His big eyes twinkled. He walked to the door and knocked.

"Dudu --"

two knocks on the door.

The door opened, he Jingting stood at the door and saw the little guy, looking at himself.

His eyes flash, smile and say: "ink?"

"Uncle he, do you want me to help you with your things?" Mo asked and did not forget to stretch his head to look inside the eye.

I saw mommy take good care of the ground to get up and walk to the door.

"No ink." He Jingting said, "I'm going to pack it up."

A trolley case is placed in the middle, with a briefcase on it. It's very simple luggage.

He Jingting pulled it up and said to their mother and son, "OK, I'll pack it up, and I'll leave tonight."

"Uncle he is leaving now?" Mo Mo was surprised.

"Yes." He Jingting nods.

"No meals?" Mo Mo was surprised again.

"I'm afraid I'm going to eat, and so will you." He Jingting grinned and rubbed his hair, "go, don't send it."

He quickly out of the door, pulled the trunk to the door, turned to Gu Hao and ink waved.

Ink ink is very surprised, so left?

Gu Hao nodded: "call anytime."

"Good."

He Jingting came out, went into the elevator, went downstairs, sat in his car, took out the phone and dialed a number: "Jinhui, help me to book a hotel room, enter tonight, my name.""Yes

Hang up the phone, he Jingting smiles, looks up at the window of Gu Hao's house upstairs, smiles slightly, enters the car and leaves quickly.

Gu Hao stood at the door of his bedroom and looked at his son. Without speaking, he walked into the kitchen.

She plans to steam the rice first, then change the sheets and covers, and then go to stir fry.

"Mommy, are you angry with me?" Mo Mo followed him to the kitchen.

Gu Hao shook his head: "not angry."

"Then why don't you pay attention to me?" Ink raised a small face to look at Gu Hao, very suitable and uneasy asked: "I thought you were angry with me."

Take care of your meal and look at your son.

Kitchen door, a tall figure appeared, she a stiff, see the wind Yi Chen is looking at himself.

She looked at her son again, squatted down, held the ink, and laughed. Then she said, "Mommy won't be angry. Go and play."

Ink surprised to look at her mother, and then to her eyes, found her eyes particularly moist, but also a little red.

Ink big eyes flicker under the way: "you cry, right?"

This word a, Gu good a Zheng, even ink behind the wind Yi Chen are followed a stiff, he immediately worried to look at Gu good.

This look, is also a Zheng, is really a little red eyes.

Gu Hao gets up at once. "I said it's OK. You go out. I'll steam the rice first."

The wind Yi Chen way sees her this kind of hard work, the way: "Gu Hao, follow me to go back, go to my side, someone specially cooks rice."

Gu Hao shook his head: "no, I don't want to go anywhere today."

With her back to them, she began to wash rice and prepare to cook.

Ink a look at mother this appearance, to wind Yi Chen way: "you squat down!"

The wind Yi Chen immediately obeys the order, squats down, way: "do what?"

Mo's small mouth came over and said in his ear, "Mommy is not happy, you go."

The wind Yi Chen one Zheng, shake head, also be low voice way: "no, you go out first, I comfort your mommy, make sure she is good for a while."

"Are you sure?" Mo Mo is very suspicious.

"Of course, if you give me a few minutes and don't disturb me."

"All right." Mo nodded: "I'll play games."

He left quickly, leaving time and space for his parents.