"Mom, Dad wouldn’t let listen and even kicked out. He looked... really fierce." Xiaocong pouted, feeling a bit wronged as he spoke.
Whether before the amnesia or after, Dad had never been fierce to him.
Just now, his expression was truly fierce, with a gloomy face, and thinking back, it was a bit frightening.
Lin Xinlan had a trace of confusion in her eyes.
She comforted Xiaocong, "Maybe they’re discussing sothing very important and didn’t want you to hear it."
"No way! I know them, even if it’s sothing important, they wouldn’t hide it from . Besides, there’s nothing to hide."
Xiaocong leaned in close to her mysteriously and whispered, "Mom, I suspect there’s sothing wrong with Dad."
"Sothing wrong?"
"Yes. Usually, only when unknown secrets are discovered do people get angry. Dad’s fierce look seed like he was trying hard to cover sothing up."
Xiaocong blinked, speaking with great seriousness.
Lin Xinlan was amused by his deanor.
She ruffled his hair and said, "Stop overthinking, doubting your dad like this isn’t right."
"I’m just analyzing..."
"Alright, go take a bath. Look at you, you’re all sweaty. Be careful not to catch a cold."
"Oh no—" Xiaotian also called out to him.
Xiaocong picked him up and gave him a big kiss on the cheek.
"Little brother, are you disliking that your brother slls? When you grow up and practice, you’ll sll like this too."
Xiaotian liked him a lot.
He smiled, reaching out to touch his face, laughing happily.
"Little brother, co here, call brother and let hear it." Xiaocong sat on the sofa, not going to take a bath, and kept teasing him.
"Ah ah—"
"Mom, why can’t little brother talk yet?" Xiaocong asked curiously.
Lin Xinlan looked at her two adorable sons and laughed, "He’s only five months old, so he can’t talk yet, but in another month or two, he should start making sounds."
"Mom, how old was I when I started talking?" Xiaocong asked innocently, looking up.
"You started calling ’mom’ at seven months, but your pronunciation wasn’t clear."
"Really? Little brother will be seven months soon. By then, I’ll definitely teach him to call brother..."
The three of them were having a joyful ti downstairs.
anwhile, Rong Shaoze and the others were upstairs talking for a long ti.
After the talk was over, Xu Yao and Xuanyuan Wushuang left.
Lin Xinlan was in the kitchen cooking, and Rong Shaoze stood leaning against the door, arms crossed, watching her quietly.
When Lin Xinlan turned around and saw him, she smiled and asked, "Why are you watching cook?"
The man smiled slightly and said, "I’m just watching you cook."
"What’s there to see in cooking? Go rest, and I’ll call you when it’s ready."
"Xinlan..." Rong Shaoze hesitated to speak.
Lin Xinlan looked at him in confusion and asked with concern, "What’s wrong? What did you all talk about today? Is there an unsolvable problem?"
Rong Shaoze pondered for a mont, then shook his head slightly, "There’s no problem, and besides, no matter what the problem is, I can solve it."
Lin Xinlan smiled slightly, with a gentle light in her eyes.
"I trust you, but don’t overwork yourself. You have to know, you’re not facing difficulties alone, we’ll face them with you."
Hearing her encouraging words made Rong Shaoze feel conflicted inside.
He thought of Xuanyuan Wushuang’s request, and his gaze dimd instantly.
Xinlan, what should I do? How should I choose...
"I’ll go check on Xiaotian. You take your ti with the cooking."
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