Chapter 1897: The Villain Is Only Three and a Half Years Old (Thirteen)

"Son, do you miss your father?"

In the reception hall of the airport, An's father pushed his luggage and walked gracefully.

He is young and handsome, full of bookishness, and at first glance he is the kind of highly educated elite.

In the early 90s, flying was still a relatively luxurious thing, and most of the people who could fly were elites, rich or celebrities.

And among such a group of people who are destined to dazzle, Father An's elegant temperament still attracts the attention of many people.

Especially some young girls, seeing such a gentle gentleman, they can't help but look sideways frequently.

That is, people in this era are still quite conservative, if it is left in 30 years, there must be a little girl holding a mobile phone to ask for An's father's contact information.

Father An enjoyed the feeling of being noticed in his heart, but he still had to make a disapproving look on his face.

His eyes didn't even look left and right, but looked intently at the mother and son in front of him.

His eyes are deep, and he is affectionate, even if people who don't know them can conclude when they see him like this, this beautiful and gentle young woman in front of him must be his lover!

"Daddy!" Anne looked like a normal three-and-a-half-year-old child, excited to see her father, who she hadn't seen for days.

screamed loudly in his mouth, walked on his short legs, and ran quickly towards An's father.

"Oh, my baby son, Daddy wants to kill you!"

Father An put the luggage aside, bent down and picked up his son, raised his arms and raised them high.

"Giggles, giggles~~" Anne giggled, her little face full of excitement and happiness.

Mother Ann stood quietly to the side, her eyes a little complicated.

She hated Father An, there was no doubt about that.

can see that he loves his children like a normal father, and she, she is a little relieved.

Alas, it would be nice if her husband could continue to be like this, even if she suffered some crimes, but her son could have a happy childhood, then she would be willing.

An's father hugged his son and played for a while, then hugged his son again and came to An's mother.

Mother An endured her fear, pulled out a smile, and asked softly, "I'm back!"

"Well, I've been away for the past few days, you've worked hard!" Father An is like a considerate and good husband, and he is polite and gentle to his wife.

and the doting and loving eyes, which attracted a burst of envy from the people passing by: Look, what a happy family of three.

Especially when An's father held his son with one hand and the suitcase with the other, but his arm was still wrapped around his wife, like a pillar that could shelter his wife and children from the wind and rain, and escorted his wife and children out of the pick-up hall, passers-by looked at them more eagerly.

The husband is excellent but takes care of the family, the wife is beautiful and virtuous, and the son is smart and lovely...... It's just a perfect loving family!

However, how did they know that the exemplary family of three in their eyes hid their own thoughts under the surface of harmony.

The perfect husband is a proper Sven scum, well-dressed, but his mind is full of things that no beast does!

The gentle wife seems to be a winner in life, surrounded by her husband, but her back is cold, and the whole person is in great fear and nervousness.

And the cute little chubby smashed it, thinking about more terrifying content: Well, Father An is back, she can do it!

"Dad, what about the gift you promised to buy me?"

Anne twisted her fat little body in Ann's father's arms coquettishly, and said excitedly with her little mouth.

"What a gift? Oh no, Daddy seems to have forgotten to buy a gift for our baby!"

After a few days of not seeing him, Father An finally saw his dear wife again, and he was in a very good mood. Therefore, he also has the patience to tease his son.

"Forget, Dad, how can you forget? You promised me before!"

Anne pretended to be annoyed and pouted, "Talking doesn't count, it's not a good father!"

An's mother was taken aback again, and subconsciously wanted to help her son play a round, "Baby, don't say that!"

Father An was not angry, but was very happy, "Well, yes, it rhymes quite well!"

He knew that his son was a genius.

An's father is not An's mother, and she is not trapped at home.

He came into contact with all kinds of people every day, including children as young as three or four, six or seven years old.

Father An knows very well what a normal child of three or four years old should be in a state.

For example, most boys as old as sons have just learned to speak in sentences, but some pronunciations are not yet standard.

And his son, if he remembers correctly, as early as half a year ago, he could speak sentences fluently and sing children's songs clearly.

It's hard to say the rest, just because of his language development ability, his son is better than children of the same age!

And logical, well, asking a child to be logical, seems like a joke.

But after a conversation with his son, An's father found that his son, who was only three and a half years old, was very logical in both speaking and doing.

Looking at the little guy's methodical accusation of his small appearance, Father An was really surprised - his son would actually be on the line, and he simply raised the "temporary forgetfulness of his parents" to the height of "dishonesty".

An's father was happy and proud, and teased his son for a while, until the family of three got out of the taxi and walked into the unit door, he smiled and said, "Okay, okay, Dad knows." Dad didn't keep his integrity, your gift is in Dad's suitcase. ”

“...... Daddy is bad, deliberately teasing me!" Anne reacted quickly, her little face flushed, and she didn't know whether she was happy or angry.

Father An was even happier: Yo, his son reacted quickly.

The father and son were talking and laughing as they climbed the stairs, and the entire corridor echoed with the conversation between the two.

Several neighbors who were preparing to have dinner heard the voices in the corridor, and they couldn't help but sigh: "Professor An is really a good father!"

In people's traditional perception, a big man who works hard outside can still have the patience and time to play with his son, that is definitely a good father.

Mother An, a housewife who did not work, was the envy of many female neighbors.

Tsk, it's still a blessing for Mrs. An, she found a good husband who has the ability and can hurt people at a young age.

I don't have to do anything all day, but I can still be provided by my husband with good food, drink and clothing.

Even if you take care of a child, your husband will also take a hand.

How is it like your own home......

However, this envy has completely ended today. In its place, there is endless pity, sympathy.

Just when the neighbors finished dinner and were about to watch the hit TV series, a frightened shout suddenly sounded in the corridor-

"Lao, Laoan, what's wrong with you?!"

The neighbors were taken aback, and someone carefully identified it, "It seems to be the sound of a small song-"

It's just that this scream is completely different from An's mother's usual soft voice!