Old Hao comforted him, but he didn't work. The night was getting deeper and deeper. Seeing that his mother hadn't come back, Xiao Ping could not help but secretly wipe his tears.

And he's sleepy and wants to sleep, but his mother hasn't come back yet.

When Hao Yansen entered his bedroom, he saw the little guy curled up on the bed, his eyelids drooping sleepily and he didn't dare to sleep.

Hearing the footsteps of someone coming in, he suddenly woke up with wide eyes, only to find that it was not his mother.

"Why haven't you had a rest?" Hao Yansen walked up to him and asked him in a low voice.

Although Xiao Ping'an is called his father, he still lacks a complete sense of dependence.

He blinked his big eyes and said, "I'll wait for mom."

Hao Yansen sat by the bed and said with a smile, "your mother won't come back for the time being, and I won't cheat you. She has important things to do, but she will come back when she's finished."

"Where did she go?"

"There are many people who are ill. She will treat them."

This statement made Xiao Ping'an believe that he knew that his mother would cure the disease and that his body was treated by his mother.

"When will you be back?"

"Soon, maybe a week or two, it won't be too long anyway, I will miss her too long."

Hao Yansen's last words somehow comforted him.

"But I don't want to leave mom." The little guy hesitated.

Hao Yansen nodded. "I know. I don't want to leave her. But so many people are ill. Without her, they would all die. "

"Dead?" Xiao Ping'an is shocked. It's so serious.

"Well. Your mother is great. What she does is great. We need to support him and be the man behind her, don't you think? "

What is the man behind?

The little guy can't understand it, but it doesn't hinder his self understanding.

Anyway, it's a good saying.

"If you're afraid, I'll sleep with you tonight." He added.

Little Ping'an was surprised for a while, but he soon shook his head. "I'm growing up, I can sleep."

"Well, I'll watch you fall asleep and leave. Shall I tell you a story? " Hao Yansen asked casually, and also took the story book on the bedside table.

To tell you the truth, he never told a story to a child, and his heart was still in the dark. But the little guy is very fragile today, so he has to be tough.

It seems that Xiao Ping'an is also curious about how he will tell stories. He nods and stares at him expectantly with big eyes.

Hao Yansen looked at him and opened the story book. "What story do you want to hear? Journey to the west, or Nezha making trouble in the sea? Or something? "

Boys, should like these stories.

"Mom told me all about it." Xiao Ping shakes his head. He wants to hear something different.

"The story of Alibaba, or Altman?"

"Yes."

"Have you heard all this?"

"Well."

Hao Yansen was distressed. "Well, tell me a story. What do you want to hear?"

"Never heard of a story."

Hao Yansen: "..."

He knows very few stories! He didn't like reading storybooks when he was a child. Even after reading a lot, he couldn't remember.

"How about I tell you the story of an adventure island?" A good idea came to him.

Sure enough, hearing these three words, the little guy's eyes brightened, "what is adventure island?"

"It's a strange island full of adventures and adventures."