Probably because of the medicine, which particularly irritated the wound, he endured the pain, and his little brow and little nose were wrinkled.

"Does it hurt?" Song Yinyin asked.

Song Dabai was afraid that Mommy would be worried, so he immediately shook his little head like a rattle, "It doesn't hurt at all." ”

Knowing the son Mo Ruomu.

Seeing the little guy's face wrinkled tightly, Song Yinyin knew that it must be very painful.

"If it hurts, you can cry, you don't have to pretend to be a man in front of Mommy." Song Yinyin coaxed him.

But the little one still gritted his teeth and said, "I don't hurt." ”

Song Yinyin felt sorry for him, so she had to bandage him as carefully as possible, and after everything was taken care of, she held her son's little face and kissed him fiercely.

"Son, you are really brave today, you deserve praise!"

She gave a thumbs up on Song Dabai's forehead.

was praised, but the son was not very happy, he pursed his mouth in puff, as if he had something on his mind.

"What's wrong, Dabai? Does it still hurt? ”

Song Dabai sniffed his little nose, raised his head and asked Song Yinyin: "Mommy, I miss Daddy, can I call Daddy?" ”

I don't know how many times I asked this question from Song Dabai coming home, to having dinner, and then taking a shower.

No, she had to lie.

"Didn't the housekeeper's grandfather say just now, your father is very busy today, he went on a business trip to the field, and he will probably come back in a few days."

"Can't you make phone calls too?"

"It can be, but it's ......" Song Yinyin frowned and said embarrassedly, "I don't know if he's busy now, I'll try." ”

She got up, picked up her phone, and walked to the wide floor-to-ceiling window.

She dialed Lu Jinhan's phone number, but what came from the phone was a mechanical female voice that said, 'The phone you dialed has been turned off'.

What time is it, and it's shut down so early?

Song Yinyin couldn't help frowning lightly, raised her head and looked out the window.

Outside the window, night had fallen, and the heat of the day had gradually quieted down, and there were restless lights jumping and shining, and the night was as complicated as her state of mind at this time.

She really seems to be missing him.

"Mommy, did you get through Daddy's phone?" Song Dabai's voice came from behind him, which shocked Song Yinyin's heart and woke up.

What the hell was she thinking? Oh, my God!

She slapped her cheek with her hand to sober herself up.

Song Yinyin, what are you thinking about?!

Maybe Lu Jinhan is now lying in the arms of a beautiful woman and enjoying the gentleness.

In her mind, she couldn't help but think of the joke that Lu Jinyan said during the day - she didn't know if the little uncle was another woman outside, and he didn't even care about Dabai's affairs.

As a result, some fragrant images came to mind.

Coldly, my heart twitched.

She immediately turned around, brushed her hair with one hand, shook her head and said, "I haven't got through yet, I guess your father is busy, so don't call him." Maybe he's still on the plane. ”

"On a plane?" Song Dabai raised his eyebrows happily, "Is Daddy coming back?" ”

"Well, maybe."

The little guy tilted his head and thought about it again, and asked, "Can Daddy come back to see my piano game for the weekend?" ”

The piano competition that Song Dabai signed up for before happened to be held this weekend.

The process of the competition is: the preliminary round in the morning, the semi-final in the afternoon, and the last ten finalists participate in the final round in the evening.