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Clinker, this sentence was said but Xu Jinxing shook his head and denied it. "Uncle, don't deny it. You are my uncle. If you don't believe me, go with me to see Dad. You will know when you see him."

As Xu Jinxing said, he tugged on Yiting's leg.

Uncle has never met himself, so it's not surprising that he doesn't know him. But he must know Dad, so he must know when confronting Dad.

Thinking of this, I wish I could drag my uncle away.

Xu Jinxing, who is only six years old, is far from being a match for Yiting.

"Little friend, you really misunderstood the wrong person. My brother still has something to do. You should hurry back and find your parents, so you don't get lost, you know?" After speaking, he gently pushed Xu Jinxing's hand away.

Xu Jinxing didn't expect that he would be sent away like this, with a blushing face, he insisted on leaving and refused to listen to persuasion, instead he ran behind Yiting.

"Uncle, you are really my uncle. My name is Pei Erbao, my father's name is Pei Yibai, and you are Pei Yiting." He asked these questions from his grandma.

One day when he was looking at his father's childhood photos at his grandmother's house, he saw another person. Xu Jinxing was very curious and asked his grandmother.

For the first time, he saw his grandma, who had always loved him, cry when she saw a picture, crying very hard.

Xu Jinxing was at a loss for a long time, and it took a long time before he rushed to the living room, came back with a pack of tissues, and kept wiping grandma's tears.

It was also at that time that grandma told him that it was his uncle Zeng Jin. It turned out that he had another uncle.

Yiting didn't pay attention to it, but Xu Jinxing turned into an avatar to feed the oil bottle, and he stopped with some headaches.

"Little friend, where did your uncle go?" Yiting asked.

"Uncle? Grandma said he's dead." Xu Jinxing replied subconsciously.

At that time, he struggled for a long time before asking grandma, and then grandma answered like this.

Little Xu Jinxing didn't quite understand what death meant at that time, but he firmly remembered the word.

But now that he is six years old, he already knows the meaning of this word, so when he answered Yiting, his voice gradually weakened.

When Yiting heard this, there was a trace of sympathy in his eyes. "Look, you said yourself that your uncle is gone. You think I am your uncle just because I look like your uncle. There are many people in this world who look alike, but they are not the same person, so...you admit your mistake people."

This little guy probably has a good relationship with his uncle, and he missed his uncle, so he recognized the wrong person.

"No." Xu Jinxing denied.

He looks exactly like his uncle, why not?

But he didn't know how to refute.

"Are you sad that uncle is gone? Whether you are sad or sad, you have to look forward." Yi Ting patted Xu Jinxing's head, stood up and walked away with the crowd.

He has never had the patience to understand these things, and Yi Ting also found it incredible that he had said so much to a four or five-year-old doll today.

Probably because of his aunt and sister, they changed him, Yiting thought.

Xu Jinxing's vision was quickly diluted, and he looked at the direction he left in despair, his eyes were red.

"Is that really the case?" Xu Jinxing glanced blankly at his elder brother, while Pei Dabao looked at his younger brother with a nervous face, "Er Bao, what's wrong with you? What uncle?"

Xu Jin sighed heavily as a little ghost, took her warm baby from her brother, and walked behind on short legs.

"I saw a person in the photo album my grandma showed me before. Grandma said that it was our uncle, just like the brother just now."