Hearing Ding Xiaoshuai pulled Ding Yao to the door of the bedroom.

Shuai Zhe drooled away and turned his head in that direction.

He looked stubborn and helpless and asked Ding Yao for help.

"idiot."

In front of the child, Ding Yao commented on Shuai Zhe mercilessly and left with a flash of his hand.

"Depend on!"

Shuai Zhe's heart was galloping.

"Dad, I know why the light bulb can't be put in my mouth! Take out the pear quickly!"

It's still the son who has a conscience.

He helped Shuai Zhe to pick pears pitifully, and knelt with tears in his eyes.

Shuai Zhe also wanted to remove the broken pear as soon as possible.

But the pear's tail had been pulled off by him.

It seems like it can't be taken out!

Shuai Zhe used his index finger to pick the pear in his mouth and tried to dig out the pear bit by bit with his fingernails.

Ding Yao suddenly came back.

The cold face and frosty threw it to Shuai Zhe a small knife for cutting fruits.

He beat Shuai Zhe like sweeping trash: "You go out and get it, don't disturb your child's sleep here."

After saying that, she pointed to the owl cartoon wall clock on the wall, and asked Ding Xiaoshuai with a soft voice:

"Dingding, see if the hour hand on the owl has pointed to nine? How does mom usually stipulate for you? Do you have to go to bed before nine o'clock?"

“Yes…yes…but…”

Ding Xiaoshuai was grieved and clenched his white little hands. His expression was obviously trying to say that today is his birthday and it is another weekend, so he wanted to play for a while.

However, Ding Yao narrowed his eyes coldly. Ding Xiaoshuai was so scared that he did not dare to raise this "excessive" request.

The child looked at Shuai Zhe pitifully, wanting Shuai Zhe to support him.

Shuai Zhe's mouth was sealed by Yali, and he couldn't say anything, so he could only hum a few times to protest to Ding Yao.

"I count to three. If you don't go to bed again, my mom won't be able to celebrate your birthday next year."

Ding Yao took Shuai Zhe's protests as air, and his tone became more serious, counting pressure on his son:

"one."

"two."

Without waiting for Ding Yao to count three.

Ding Xiaoshuai turned over with a kite and lay on the bed quickly.

I honestly covered the air conditioner myself.

Close your little eyes hard and force yourself to sleep.

After only two years of divorce, the child was managed by Ding Yao.

Shuai Zhe felt a sense of sadness when he looked at him.

Ding Xiaoshuai played crazy all day, but in fact he couldn't hold on anymore.

But he just didn't want Shuai Zhe to leave, so he kept asking Shuai Zhe to play with him.

Now that Ding Yao was scared, Ding Xiaoshuai could no longer hold on.

I fell asleep within half a minute after closing my eyes.

Shuai Zhe felt in a complicated mood and touched his son's tender face like a little apple.

I want to say good night, but I can't say it.

With Yali in her mouth, Shuai Zhe stood up silently and left his son's room.

Bring the door with your backhand.

I want to talk to Ding Yao about his children's education issues.

I saw Ding Yao, who had returned to the study room, coldly closed the door of the study room.

"Click."

The sound of locking from inside is not loud, but it sounds absolutely ruthless in Shuai Zhe's ears.

Shuai Zhe has long been accustomed to such cold violence.

Although he was angry, Shuai Zhe did not want to quarrel with Ding Yao to avoid affecting the child's rest.

Come to the living room.

Shuai Zhe sat on the sofa, facing the mirror on the coffee table, and carefully used a fruit knife to see the pear meat in Lingchi's mouth.

Not a few thorns.

The phone on the coffee table rings:

"Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding..."

It was a video call request sent by his cousin Mu Chunfeng.

Shuai Zhe was in a good mood and answered the video call.

I saw that the Ukrainian mining area where Mu Chunfeng is located is still during the day.

The boy was risking his life in the local war zone to collect the good beeswax rough stone.

"I'll go! Brother, what's in your mouth?"

From the video, Mu Chunfeng grinned and opened his eyes.

“Oh, oh.”

Shuai Zhe shook his hand and roared helplessly, indicating that he could not speak.

Mu Chunfeng suddenly smiled: "Brother, Jicheng traffic police called me just now and said that Zhao Yi had a car accident in Jicheng and was being rescued at Jicheng People's Hospital. It seemed to be quite serious. He asked his family members to come over quickly. I don't know if the call is true. If I call back, I can't get through. Zhao Yi's cell phone can't get through either. I'm very worried about Zhao Yi now."

Mu Chunfeng and Zhao Yi and his wife are the closest peer-to-peer relatives to Shuai Zhe.

When Shuai Zhe heard that Zhao Yi might have a car accident, he felt a little panicked.

"Brother, if you are fine now, go to Jicheng People's Hospital for me to see what's going on there. I feel that something is not good, Zhao Yi may have something wrong."

"Oh!"

Shuai Zhe yelled "ok" vaguely.

End the video call.

Shuai Zhe sent Mu Chunfeng a text message:

[Fengzi, don’t worry, I will go to Jicheng People’s Hospital immediately. When I find out the news, I will tell you immediately. You must always pay attention to safety in Ukraine!]

【Yes! Thank you for your hard work!】

A moment later, Mu Chunfeng sent another WeChat message to Shuai Zhe:

[If something really happens to Zhao Yi, don’t hide it from me, I can withstand it.]

Shuai Zhe:【…】

Reply to Mu Chunfeng silently.

Shuai Zhe couldn't sit still like a needle under his butt.

I don't care about the pears in my mouth.

He picked up his cell phone and went to the door of Ding Yao's study room.

He gritted his teeth and wanted to take care of Ding Yao's loan.

I went to Jicheng, more than 100 kilometers away overnight.

"Smack, fuck."

Shuai Zhe knocked on the door while typing on his mobile phone.

After knocking for a long time, Ding Yao didn't come to open the door.

Shuai Zhe felt a little anxious.

A little force was added to his hands.

A changing rhythm was also added.

Just right, you can stop quarreling at your son to sleep.

But it can annoy Ding Yao in the house:
Chapter completed!