Leng Shaoheng was amused by his appearance. He pinched his fleshy face and said with a smile, "well, five years old, why is it still so fleshy?"

The momentum of Mo Mo's feigning was suddenly leaked by him, and he said, "Dad, is aunt Xia going to be Mo Mo's mom?"

The smile of Leng Shaoheng's mouth disappeared in an instant, and his frost covered coldness was restored.

He can't answer this question. He really doesn't like xialuoxi, but after talking with Leng Yuwen, he has to marry this Xia family daughter. He doesn't want to give up heyday, so even if he marries her, he will only treat her as a transparent person, a little grandmother.

But when he faced his eyes full of loss, he could not tell the truth to him, so he could only drop his eyes to avoid his sight.

When Mo saw that his father refused to speak, he understood something and said wrongly, "Dad, you said you didn't like aunt Xia. Mo didn't want aunt Xia to be a mommy!"

"Mo Mo is obedient. You should go back to sleep." Leng Shao said in a steady voice. He picked up Leng Yanmo and went outside.

Leng Yanmo seemed to have a premonition that his father would be robbed by the aunt. He clenched his two little pink hands into fists, pounded Leng Shaoheng's shoulder and cried, "I don't want to sleep, I don't want to go!"

Leng Shaoheng had never seen him cry so much. He threw him back on the bed and said angrily, "lengyanmo, what are you doing?"

"Dad, I don't want another Mommy, I want my Mommy..." The colder Mo said, the more sad he was. Two lines of tears meandered down his little face, and his little nose turned red. I felt pity for him.

Leng Shaoheng got a headache from him and threatened him with words, "grandpa has fallen asleep. If you make any noise again, you will come and beat you when you wake him up!"

"I don't care, I want mommy!" Leng Shaoheng said that the more he cried, the more he could not stop.

Children's tears are a good way to deceive adults, not to mention Leng Yanmo, a child who seldom cries in front of him. Leng Shaoheng has to say in a soft voice, "Mo Mo, dad didn't tell you that mummy died when you were very young, and dad can't find mummy, but Mo Mo and Dad, dad will always accompany you."

"You're lying!" Lengyanmo suddenly pointed to his nose and yelled, "you said Mommy died, but why didn't you have a picture of mommy at home? Grandma also passed away. My grandfather put the picture of grandma in his room and looked at it every day. My grandfather often went to visit grandma in the cemetery. Why didn't you ever see Mommy? "

Leng Shaoheng was speechless when he asked. He didn't know that his son had discovered these details. He didn't even lay a trail for these lies. He didn't even bother to be perfunctory.

"Because I don't like you, Mommy!"

He coldly dropped such a sentence.

"Because I don't like your mommy, I won't keep her picture, let alone go to the cemetery to see her."

After listening to Leng Yanmo, he widened his eyes, and tears filled his eyes. He once imagined whether his mother had not died, and that she was still living in some corner of the world. One day, their mother and son would meet again. Leng Shaoheng's words directly broke his illusion and made him sad.

He ran back to his room crying, closed the door and never came out.

Leng Shaoheng later found that he had said something wrong. He should never have said this to lengyanmo. He regretted lying on the bed, rubbed his forehead and fell asleep.

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!