In Gao Zixian's memory, his father was always gentle, never lost his temper, let alone cried.

Now, he looked at his father crying, and he cried immediately.

As he wept, he stretched out his small hand and wiped his tears for Gao Weiting: "Dad, did I say something wrong? Can I apologize? Can I say I was wrong? Please don't cry! Dad, I'm wrong, sorry, sorry..."

He cried with tears and wet Gao Weiting's shirt on his chest.

Gao Weiting felt guilty when he saw his son crying so miserably.

He wiped his tears, drew a paper towel and wiped his tears for Gao Zixian.

He said hoarsely, "I'm sorry, Zixian. It's dad's fault. It's dad's fault. Don't cry."

"Dad, don't cry, okay?" Gao Zixian sobbed and said, "I'm sensible. I won't tell my mother or my uncle about today. This is our second secret, and I will always abide by it."

Gao Weiting was deeply distressed by Gao Zixian's sensible.

He held his son tightly and buried his head in his chest.

He sighed and said, "well, you can't tell your mother about today, especially that your father has seen Jiang Xiaolang's mother, or your mother will find trouble with that aunt again!"

"But, Dad," Gao Zixian raised his head and looked at his father with red eyes, "what will dad do? I don't want to make my mother sad. My mother is a good mother. She's not a fighter."

"I know. I'll be good to my mother."

"Dad can't like Jiang Xiaolang's mother anymore. You can only like my mother alone!"

Gao Weiting felt powerless, but he still nodded. In fact, he doesn't like ye Lanshu much, but he doesn't hate it.

Maybe in the future, he should try to like her and try to make the family return to peace and warmth.

As for Jiangnan Xi, he has no choice!

Gao Zixian suddenly said: "Dad, does uncle also like Jiang Xiaolang's mother? I think it's better to let uncle like it. I can accept that aunt will be my aunt. In this way, uncle will have a wife and children, and he won't have to be alone. However, that aunt doesn't seem to like Uncle. Alas, she beat uncle. What should I do? It's a headache!"

Gao Weiting:

He never knew that his five-year-old son could think of so much!

He hurriedly said, "your uncle doesn't like that aunt. Don't talk nonsense! Don't forget our secret. Don't tell your uncle."

Gao Zixian drooped his small head, "all right."

"Also, Zixian, let us solve the adults' problems by ourselves. Don't fight with Jiang Xiaolang, okay?"

Gaozi snorted with envy: "he also wants to fight. We are heroes. We think alike!"

Gao Weiting:... What kind of hero is an appointment to fight?

"If he wants to fight, you can refuse. Just like today, you can't do it. You can fight alone in other ways."

Gao Zixian wrinkled his little nose and said, "Jiang Xiaolang is too treacherous. That Aunt clearly said to stop. He insisted on doing five more. He thought he would win me? Hum, dream!"

Gao Weiting:... He felt that Gao Zixian was on a par with Jiang Xiaolang, but there was a wonderful pleasure in his heart, which made it difficult for him to speak.

The father and son cleaned up their mood, wiped their faces with wet wipes and drove to their mother's place.

They originally wanted to hide what happened to yelan Shu today, but they didn't expect that as soon as they entered the door, they saw yelan Shu drinking tea with their mother-in-law!