"Mom, I don't like Uncle Jia, why do you always let him come to the house for dinner?" Hairong put his hands in his pockets, pouted depressedly, and kicked the occasional pebble at his feet as he walked.

He has already said that he doesn't like Uncle Jia and doesn't understand why his mother left him at home for dinner.

Wang Xia rubbed Hairong's little head and said caressively, "Uncle Jia is my father's comrade-in-arms, and he helps us so much, we should be polite to Uncle Jia." ”

Hairong avoided Wang Xia's touch, and pinned his little head awkwardly, "I don't need Uncle Jia's help, I'm a man, I can do it myself, I just want my father." ”

Wang Xia naturally knew who Hairong's father was, but he ......

"Dad is busy now, either training or performing tasks, when Dad has time, he will come to see Xiao Rong, and when he goes to the mall in a while, Mom will buy Xiao Rong a new tank, okay?"

"I don't want a new tank, I ......"

Hairong's words came to an abrupt end, and a pair of big black grape-like eyes stared at the glass window on the side of the road, inside, the man was thoughtfully sandwiching the hot dishes from the hot pot into the bowl of the girl opposite, with a doting smile on the corner of his lips.

Wang Xia followed Hai Rong's gaze, and at the same time as Hai Rong opened his mouth, she covered his small mouth and quickly flashed to the side.

"Mom, that's Dad, that's really Dad," Hairong struggled, wanting to recognize Mu Xingfeng.

Wang Xia hugged her little body tightly, "Xiaorong, I know it's my father, but I can't go now." ”

"Why?" Hairong looked at the tall figure behind the glass window from a distance, and didn't understand why his father didn't train and was by his side, but he didn't come to see him.

Wang Xia sighed, "Xiaorong, Dad is having dinner with that beautiful aunt now, if you go over now, Dad will be unhappy." ”

Hairong saw An Ran opposite Mu Xingfeng at this time, although he was young, he also knew that the relationship between this Aunt Xiaoran and his father was a little different.

"What pretty aunt? Aunt Xiao Ran is not beautiful at all, it's not that my father is unhappy, it's that Aunt Xiao Ran is unhappy when she sees me, right? ”

Wang Xia didn't speak, seeing her mother's appearance, Hairong affirmed her thoughts, "I knew that the woman was here to rob my father, since she appeared, my father didn't call me anymore, and my father didn't answer my phone several times, it must be that woman who said something to my father, mom, don't worry, I won't let her snatch my father away." ”

The child clenched his little fists, and his eyes widened with anger.

Wang Xia hugged her son and looked at the two people behind the window, her eyes were surging with fierce emotions: Son, don't worry, no one can snatch your father.

An Ran likes to eat hot pot, especially likes to sit with Mu Xingfeng and eat hot pot.

Every time she sits with Mu Xingfeng and eats hot pot, she will enjoy a full range of services.

She is delicious, but she doesn't eat carefully, especially when she eats hot pot with Xiao Xiao, the two foodies, patronizing and grabbing the ingredients in the soup pot, will only remember to continue to put it until they are gone, put it in a bunch, and when they eat it again, they are either raw or old, and the taste is always a little bit worse.

And Mu Xingfeng will give her the scalded dishes while she eats, and then put in new ingredients to ensure that the soup pot will not fall off, and at the same time, it can also ensure that each dish will not be cooked.