As soon as Zhou Fan stepped into the backyard, he saw Da Qiao sitting on a stone chair in the backyard, holding a small bowl in his left hand and a soup spoon in his right hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiao Zhou Cao ate happily, and Da Qiao's face was also full of happy smiles.

"Ying'er!" Zhou Fan held back the excitement in his heart and called softly.

Hearing the voice that made him think about it, Da Qiao made a movement in his hand, and subconsciously looked at Zhou Fan, his face full of surprise.

"Ying'er, I'm back!" Zhou Fan greeted him with a smile, looking at Da Qiao's surprised look, Zhou Fan knew that he didn't know that he would come back today.

Bang! The bowl containing the sweet soup slipped directly from Da Qiao's hand, and the sweet soup contained in it spilled all over the ground, but Da Qiao ignored it at all, ran directly towards Zhou Fan, buried himself in Zhou Fan's arms, the tears in the corners of his eyes couldn't help but slide down, and a thousand words all turned into one: "Husband!" ”

"Ying'er, don't cry, don't cry, it's not beautiful to cry again!" Zhou Fan hurriedly comforted, for Da Qiao, Zhou Fan was also full of shame in his heart, he was fighting outside, but he didn't know how worried Da Qiao was at home.

"You're finally back, the concubine really misses you so much! I'm so worried about you! Da Qiao couldn't suppress the feelings in his heart anymore, and choked quietly.

"Hahaha, there is no one in the world who can hurt me, Ying'er, you don't need to worry!" Zhou Fan laughed.

"The concubine has always believed it!" Da Qiao raised his head and looked at Zhou Fan deeply, deep in Da Qiao's heart, Zhou Fan is always the most powerful, no one can hurt him, Da Qiao has always believed it, but this does not prevent him from worrying about Zhou Fan, it can be said that this is completely out of instinct.

Looking at the spring waves thrown by Da Qiao. Zhou Fan's heart is also hot, he has been fighting abroad for more than half a year, which is equivalent to abstinence for more than half a year, and now before the beauty. Zhou Fan also couldn't suppress himself a little. The two looked at each other affectionately, and their faces got closer and closer.

"Mother, the sweet soup is gone!" Just when Da Qiao and Zhou Fan were about to kiss, an inappropriate voice came.

The two of them suddenly became clever and quickly separated. looked in the direction of the sound, but found that it was Xiao Zhou Cao squatting next to the broken bowl, looking at his sweet soup with a distressed face.

The heat in Zhou Fan's heart was extinguished in an instant, it was called an anger, and he looked at his baby son angrily, thinking that this stinky boy would go against himself when he was young, and not let himself hug him, but now that he has grown up, he is still so uncute, and he will do some bad things at the end.

Looking at Zhou Fan's expression, Da Qiao glanced at Zhou Fan angrily. At the same time, he pinched the soft flesh on his waist fiercely, how old is Zhou Fan, he still cares about a child, and this child is still his own son, is there such a father.

How thick Zhou Fan's rhinoceros skin was, Da Qiao didn't feel anything at all when he pinched Zhou Fan like this, but he still pretended to be grinning with tears and unbearable pain.

Seeing Zhou Da pretending to be in unbearable pain, Da Qiao couldn't help laughing, and at the same time gave Zhou Fan an autumn wave. It's okay to be disturbed now, it's time to wait until it's dark.

Looking at Da Qiao's innocent and charming appearance, Zhou Fan's heart was very hot, if it weren't for the fact that there was a small light bulb here. Zhou Fan is afraid that he will turn into a wolf again

"Cao'er, come here!" Da Qiao hurriedly greeted Xiao Zhou Cao, his father was back, and the word was naturally to let this little guy meet someone.

"Mother...... The sweet soup is gone! Xiao Zhou Cao came to Da Qiao's side very well-behaved, but what he was thinking about was still the bowl of sweet soup.

Zhou Fan was angry and couldn't cry or laugh, his son. Why does it seem to have such foodie attributes, you know the sweet soup.

Da Qiao hugged Xiao Zhou Cao in his arms and said softly: "Sweet soup Niang will let someone make it for you in a while, now come and meet your father!" ”

"Daddy?" Xiao Zhou Cao tilted his head and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar Zhou Fan in front of him.

Looking at Xiao Zhou Cao's appearance, Zhou Fan's heart was tight, even if Zhou Fan, who had never been nervous among thousands of troops, was really nervous in front of his precious son.

Children's memory is naturally not much better, when Zhou Fan set out on the expedition, Xiao Zhou Cao was just two years old, and the Han landing is one year old, in fact, it is equal to the one year old of the later generations, he doesn't understand anything at all, and he only has a little impression of Zhou Fan.

In addition, Zhou Fan's expedition has been nearly a year, and he has never shown his face in front of Xiao Zhou Cao, plus Xiao Zhou Cao has not been close to him since he was a child, Zhou Fan is really worried that Xiao Zhou Cao does not know him, so he is really a failure to be a father.

"Daddy!" Just when Zhou Fan was so nervous that he was about to lose his breath, Xiao Zhou Cao called sweetly, and then went directly to Zhou Fan's arms.

"Hey!" Hearing this father, Zhou Fan only felt that his bones were crispy, and he was even more excited in his heart, he was really qualified to be a father, at least his son still knew him, and it was not like when he was a child and didn't even let himself hug him, it was really better to be older, and it was not in vain that he found a little daughter-in-law in Jingzhou for him.

"Sister Zhaoji has people draw a lot of your portraits and put them at home, and often take them out to show Cao'er and Zhou'er, so now Cao'er and they can recognize you, husband!" Big Joe explained on the side.

"It's really thanks to Yan'er!" Zhou Fan sighed endlessly, if Cai Yan hadn't come up with this and method, I'm afraid that no matter how smart Xiao Zhou Cao is, it would be impossible for the kiln to remember himself.

"It's really time to thank Sister Zhaoji!" Da Qiao nodded.

"Good son, do you miss your father!" Zhou Fan nodded and said, then picked up Xiao Zhou Cao and teased him carefully.

"Yes!" Xiao Zhou Cao raised his hand and said, "But if you make sweet soup for me, then I want to think more!" ”

Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Da Qiao in some surprise, where did this little guy learn these things, and why did he like sweet soup so much.

Da Qiao's face flushed slightly, and said: "I don't know why, Cao'er likes to eat sweet soup, and he can't get tired of drinking it every day, if I don't strictly control it, it is estimated that his teeth will be broken!" "To be continued.