Chapter 9 (1/2)

It's a real fight with a four or five-year-old.

And the mother of this child is also a wonderful flower. It's really the world's largest and unique to cultivate children's interests in this field.

Starting three meters The little guy opened his mouth incredibly, ”I can only pee one and a half meters at most.”

It's half way to three meters.

Thinking about the deep expressionless back to the little boy, ”it's not your problem, it's the incompetence your father inherited from you.”

Zite helps the corners of his mouth twitch. Boss's best tongue is really not in vain. Even a child can't let it go.

The child is just a little bit older. He said that the birds are incompetent. Will it affect the confidence of the little guy?

What if someone else's bird is so depressed?

This time, the little guy didn't contradict. He lowered his head and whispered, ”no wonder my dad died early.”

It turned out that he died of the incompetence of big birds.

It's not only Qi Shaodong, but also the little boy's words.

Such a young man without a father should be sympathized, but he doesn't look sad at all. I wonder if the one who died is his father.

I don't care about the little guy anymore. I turn around and leave. Qi Shaodong follows him.

They walked out of the toilet for a few steps, and turned around to find that the little boy had been following them. Qi Shaodong stopped, ”what are you going to do if you don't find your parents?”

So after them, his parents saw them and thought they were traffickers.

The little guy stood in place, pursed his lips and whispered, ”Uncle white is gone. Let me sit and wait for Mommy.”

He was holding his clothes in small hands, and there was a trace of fear in his clear eyes.

I can't bear to leave him like this.

Zither is kind, but he has to look at the meaning of deep consideration first. He looks at the deep consideration that has come to the front.

”Young master...” he cried