Hearing what Meng Meng said, Fang Miaomiao's tears just stopped falling again. She tightly hugged the dream in her arms and whispered, "dream, no matter what, you have to believe that Dad actually loves you, but because he has encountered some difficulties now, he may not be in a good mood and will become so irritable."

"You can rest assured that he will come back one day."

Lying in Fang Miaomiao's arms, she was just five years old. Although she didn't quite understand what Fang Miaomiao said about Hu Dawei's difficulties, she saw all the things happened at home during this period of time and knew that Hu Dawei had become different from before.

However, since Fang Miaomiao said so, she believed that, she believed that one day, they would return to the previous days.

"Mom, Mengmeng believes that Mengmeng will always be obedient. We will wait for Dad to change back together."

Tears are falling like a breakwater. Fang Miaomiao's eyes are blurred by tears. She hugs her dream tightly and nods with trembling, "well, let's wait for him to come back together."

Feeling Fang Miaomiao's crying, Mengmeng nodded her head cleverly, and then said, "Mom, I left the chicken leg in the hamburger. You haven't eaten yet. Eat it quickly."

With that, Mengmeng got up from Fang Miaomiao's arms, picked up the bag on one side, and carefully took out the chicken leg specially left from it, and handed it to Fang Miaomiao like a treasure.

Looking at Meng Meng's sensible appearance, Fang Miaomiao's heart seems to be tightly grasped by a big hand. He can't breathe at all because of the pain.

She took a strong breath, quickly wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeve, and tried to raise the corners of her mouth. She said in a soft voice: "dream, mother is not hungry. This is what my mother specially bought for you. You should eat it quickly."

"No, dreams have been eaten, dreams can be full now, I don't believe you see the little belly of dreams." With that, Mengmeng deliberately raised her stomach and took Fang Miaomiao's hand in the past.

"Mom, look, is the little belly of dream special drum?"

Feeling her daughter's shriveled stomach and looking at her skinny body, Fang Miaomiao quickly took her head off and said with difficulty, "yes, the little belly of dream is like a little watermelon, which is about to be cooked."

"Ha ha ha, when the little watermelon of dream is ripe, can we eat it?" Hearing Fang Miaomiao's words, Meng Meng blinks his big black eyes and smiles naive.

With her left hand tightly on her face, Fang Miaomiao choked and tried to calm her down.

Take a deep breath, she looked back, fixed to look at the dream, soft voice said: "dream, mother is not hungry now, so let's leave it first, wait for you to be hungry, let's eat again, OK?"

Small eyebrows slightly wrinkled, dream holding mouth, looking at the chicken leg in the hand, "but this is the dream specially left for mother."

"Fool, mom is not hungry now. Let's eat together when she is hungry, OK?" Gently in the dream of cerebellar bag melon rub, Fang Miaomiao soft voice said.

"Well, since mom said that, let's do it." Hearing Fang Miaomiao's words, Meng Meng grinned and said with satisfaction.

Looking at her daughter's clever appearance, Fang Miaomiao takes a deep breath and hugs her into his arms.

"Dream, you can rest assured, mother will not let you live such a day, I will protect you, let you and other children as happy."