Even Xin see Yan Shaochen instant beat face, deeply sorry.

"Clean up this place and keep it clean." Yan Shaochen said to his subordinates, looking at the dirty people, his face was full of disgust.

"Baby, Mommy is here. Don't be afraid. Can I take you home now?" Lian Xin thinks that this feeling is cultivated bit by bit. One day his son will accept Yan Shaochen.

"I'm so hungry. I want a hamburger." Wen Qing hasn't had lunch yet. Now when she looks at her mother, she asks to eat her favorite.

"No problem. Shall we treat this uncle?" Lian Xin points to Yan Shaochen and tries to build a bridge between them.

"Mommy, don't you have money? You can ask daddy for it. You can't spend other people's money. " Yan Shaochen has a feeling of houqing now.

Yan Shaochen is about to be crazy, smelly boy's arm is really going to turn out, "smelly boy, you remember clearly for me, I'm your father."

"You're not the bad guy." Wen Qing, after all, is a child. If she's not happy, she will do it instinctively. So when she talks, she slaps her hand and leaves five fine nail marks on Yan Shaochen's face. She turns red instantly and looks terrible.

"Qingqing, how can you hit people?" Even Xin is the first time to see his son so disobedient, so his voice is naturally big, and his expression is a little fierce.

"Wow, wow..." Wenqing was yelled by mummy, and for a bad man, he cried again.

Lian Xin took a deep breath. She didn't find that her son could cry so much before, so she said to Wen Qing: "honey, Mommy told you, it's wrong to hit someone..." But the result is just the opposite, the child did not stop crying because of her words.

All the people have one head and two big heads. The brain Ren hurt by Wen Qing's cry.

"Don't cry. If you cry again, Mommy won't want you." Lian Xin wants to use this method to stop his son's howling. It's not crying. It's obviously like shouting caused by abuse.

"Mommy is bad. I want Daddy, not Mommy." Wen Qing cried and said, still keep pinching, so that even Xin is about to hold him.

"Go back first." Lian Xin feels that he must find a quiet environment to appease him, so he gets on the bus with Yan Shaochen.

"Ma'am, go home or eat KFC?" Antai asked back, this young master is really too noisy, no wonder that a group of brotherhood made want to die.

"Go home." Lian Xin is thinking, if you just take your son out, will people think they abuse children.

"I want KFC." Wen Qing suddenly wronged said, cry also gradually become small.

"Go to KFC." Yan Shaochen beside the words, he must brush more sense of existence, otherwise his son always think he is transparent.

Wen Qing's cry turned into a choking voice, and her mouth seemed to be wronged.

"Baby, stop crying. Look at my uncle. He not only drove us there, but also invited us to KFC." Lian Xin takes a paper towel to wipe her son's tears.

"Mommy, where's daddy?" Mingming asked daddy for help on the phone yesterday. Why didn't Daddy come?

"Baby, mommy has one thing to tell you. You have to promise not to cry, OK?" Even Xin want to side scruple son's emotion, also want to Yan Shaochen's identity to tell him.

"As long as he is not my stepfather, Qingqing will listen to Mommy." Wen Qing has heard countless stories about stepmother torturing children, and it is estimated that stepfather is the same.

Yan Shaochen feels that his strong heart can't stand the stimulation of his son, and his stomach aches.

"What's the matter with you?" Lian Xin found that Yan Shaochen's face became not very good.

"Nothing." Yan Shaochen waved his hand and took a bite of the remaining bread.

"Baby, uncle has a stomachache. Would you like to rub it for him?" Lian Xin looked at her son and encouraged him. In the past, every time she had a stomachache, her son ran to touch her stomach.

Wen Qing took a serious look at Yan Shaochen and turned to mummy and said, "uncle has a stomachache."

"Yes, uncle has a stomachache. Can you rub it for him? If you rub it, uncle won't hurt." Even Xin guide him, clearly Yan Shaochen so handsome, why the son always said he was ugly, curious.

Yan Shaochen tries to make his expression not so cold, looking at his son with expectant eyes.

Wen Qing stretched out her little hand and put it on Yan Shaochen's stomach through her shirt. She felt it irregularly.

This is the most intimate contact between father and son since the birth of the child.

"Sunny is good." Yan Shaochen rarely takes back his anger. At this moment, he really has the feeling of being a father.

"Uncle, are you still in pain?" Wen Qing has big round eyes. He thinks his uncle is not so scary.

"No, thank you, Qingqing." Yan Shaochen said with a smile that this was the most sincere smile he had ever made to anyone except Lian Xin.

"Honey, uncle is hungry. How about feeding him bread?" Lian Xin continues to create the interaction between father and son. Jing Rui has spent four years building up a relationship with his son, hoping that Yan Shaochen can make up for it in the future.Yan Shaochen raised the bread in front of his son, and saw that Wen Qing tore a piece and fed it to his mouth. As if he was afraid of being bitten by him, he quickly retracted his hand.

A family of three arrived at KFC, because it was more than two o'clock, so there were not so many people to eat that they could not line up as usual.

"Baby, which flavor would you like?" Lian Xin pointed to the picture on the wall and asked him.

"It's better to have a family barrel." Yan Shaochen looked at the biggest and most complete, he only came when he was a child, how many years have not come to such a place to eat.

"Family barrel, is that ok?" Lianxin see son don't speak, confirm again, Wenqing nodded, hands intertwined.

"You sit over there first, and I'll take it later." For the first time, Yan Shaochen was happy to serve others.

As soon as the hamburger came up, Wen Qing couldn't wait to eat it. Junk food is really children's favorite.

"I'm sorry, I don't know why he's suddenly angry." Even Xin got up to look at Yan Shaochen's face, was scratched by fingernail place all swollen, "ache?"

"No pain." Yan Shaochen feels happy. Now he has a wife and children, a complete family.

"Waiter, can I have a pack of ice?" Lian Xin said to the passing waiter.

"Yes, just a moment, please." The waiter thought Lian Xin was going to add coke, so he put it directly into the quilt.

"Excuse me, do you have one sealed in a plastic bag?" Lian Xin said to point to Yan Shaochen's face, really very embarrassed.

"No, thank you." Yan Shaochen thinks it doesn't matter. He really doesn't feel pain.

There was a strange expression on the waiter's face. He thought it was a fight between the couple and scratched them. He quickly took a plastic bag for them to fill.

Lian Xin put the ice in a plastic bag, and an ice bag became like this. He handed it to Yan Shaochen and said, "come on, eliminate the swelling."

"You help me." Yan Shaochen put his face forward, hoping to get his wife's help.

"Really, I'm not a kid anymore. I'm being laughed at." Although Lian Xin said so, he still went to help him pack the ice bag himself.

"Mommy, what are you doing?" Wen Qing always thinks that mummy is too kind to his uncle. He looks sad. Mummy is his own.

"Baby, you just scratched my uncle's face. You see, it's still swollen. So put an ice bag on my uncle's face for a while, and the fingerprints will disappear. Don't hit people casually in the future, remember?" Lian Xin thinks that his son seldom loses his temper. It is estimated that the sentence "Dad" made him angry just now.

"I know, but Qingqing has a father. She doesn't need to be my father any more." Wen Qing feels uncomfortable when she thinks about it.

It seems that it doesn't make sense now. He can only wait for him to grow up a little. Lian Xin is a little lost. Instead, Yan Shaochen patted her hand. "It doesn't matter. There will be a lot of time in the future."

"Don't you hold your mother's hand." Wenqing saves mummy's hand from uncle's demon.

"Well, eat." Lian Xin is very embarrassed.

"Qingqing, will uncle take you to the amusement park later?" Yan Shaochen didn't know what children would play now. All he could think of was the playground.

"No, I've been there. It's boring." What carousel, water boating, no fun at all.

"My uncle will take you to whatever you want to play." As long as Wen Qing can say it, Yan Shaochen will do it.

"I'm going to see the horror movie, the zombie and the vampire that just came out." The thought of Wen Qing is very exciting.

"Children are not allowed to look at those." Even Xin instinctive opposition, afraid he nightmares at night.

"I'm not a kid anymore." Wen Qing spoke out against it, and then saw that mommy didn't compromise. She said to Yan Shaochen, "you see, you don't agree with what I want to do."

The final result is that Yan Shaochen really took Lian Xin's mother and son to the cinema, and also chose this heavy taste of "zombies and vampires". The whole picture is bloody, violent and disgusting. As long as there is a terrible picture, Lian Xin basically hides in Yan Shaochen's arms, and she really dares not watch it.

On the contrary, Wen Qing, eating popcorn, watching with relish, did not know that his mother was really scared to death.

Even Antai, who came in to make soy sauce, thought that she could bring the benefits of watching movies. Unexpectedly, the picture was so heavy that she ran away when she saw half of it.

When Wen and Qing call each other quiet, they also scream.

After the movie, Lian Xin has no strength to hold the child. In order to prevent her son from being pushed down by others, Wen Qing is held out by Yan Shaochen, but Wen Qing doesn't object.

"Uncle, can we still see this kind of movie in the future?" Wen Qing asked in a waxy voice.