Chapter Twenty-Three: The Crisis of Life

"But you yelled at your mother. The crescent moon puffed up her chest and said angrily: "Mom's health is not good, you still murder her, you are a bad father." ”

Qian Zhenzhen put her forehead on her wet face and said in a dumb voice: "Yes, I'm a bad father, I'm a bastard." ”

She's not only bad, she's also blind.

Otherwise, how could they tolerate Liu Lan's mistreatment of their children... There will never be such a day again.

Hao Xin touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, where could he not hear Qian Zhenzhen's resentment.

He said to the crescent moon: "You are the little liver of your parents, and the family has your birth certificate and a photo of your mother when she was pregnant with you." At that time, you were just born, and your little one was the size of your father's palm. Mom and Dad are inexperienced, and they are afraid that they won't be able to support you, so they are afraid every day. Now that you're grown up and have your own judgment, do you really think you're not our biological daughter?"

He waited patiently for the crescent moon to answer.

Crescent Moon hummed softly, and after thinking about it, she eased from her lost state, "Yes, I'm not a three-year-old anymore, I've grown up." ”

Hao Xin echoed softly, "That's right, our crescent moon is a four-year-old baby, not a three-year-old child who is easy to be deceived." ”

It's really fast, his daughter is four years old in the blink of an eye, but his memory is still stuck when the crescent moon was born.

A small lump of pink flesh, with light eyebrows and eyes, in the blink of an eye, it is half a person tall, and it becomes a doll with delicate eyebrows and eyes...

The crescent moon played with her fingers and nodded solemnly: "I thought about it, my parents look very similar to the crescent moon, you must be my biological parents." Grandma was fierce to her mother, and grandma lied again. Grandma is not the real grandmother of the crescent moon, and grandma is not the real mother of the father. ”

“... Yes," Hao Xin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he couldn't cry or laugh. After a long time, it turned out that he was not biological.

"Then tell me, if Dad wasn't born to Grandma, would the crescent still play with Grandma and Aunt?" Qian Zhenzhen glanced at Hao Xin and asked jokingly.

The crescent moon's life crisis is temporarily lifted. But it doesn't mean that this matter is over.

She must find an opportunity to warn Liu Lan and try to talk nonsense to her daughter again.

and today's crescent moon reminded her.

Sometimes she is forced by Liu Lan to be anxious, and she will wonder if Hao Xin, who has soft ears, is Liu Lan's biological son.

After all, their mother and son are too different in appearance and personality...

Ahem, maybe, Hao Xin is really not Liu Lan's son. Then everyone will be happy...

Qian Zhenzhen slandered, but heard Hao Xin say in a low voice, "Don't make such a joke in front of your children." ”

"Am I kidding?" Qian Zhenzhen gritted her back molars.

Heh, these are all her heart's words, usually when she is angry and wants to leave the Hao family, that's what she thinks.

Hao Xin shook his head disapprovingly, "When the time comes, let my mother and them come to visit, there are some things we have to explain clearly, after all, children are easy to take seriously." ”

"Whatever you want," Qian Zhenzhen's expression on her face did not say anything more.

Yes, children are easy to take seriously. But the child is also the most pure, even the crescent moon knows that Liu Lan has a problem with her attitude, and Hao Xin, a filial son, still believes that his mother is good to her.

Wait, she believes that Hao Xin will meet the true face of his mother Liu Lan one day with her body on her back.

Xiao Chen asked people to set things up and withdrew, and the nurse came in and set up dinner.

Qian Zhenzhen saw that it was time to eat, and it was really boring to be angry with Hao Xin again.

"Eat," she said, "you're heavy now, and I'll feed the crescent." ”

Hao Xin also wanted to try, "I'll feed it, come to the crescent moon, come to me." ”

In the past, he was busy with his career, going out early and returning late to work overtime and traveling constantly, and he couldn't remember the last time he fed the crescent moon.

Qian Zhenzhen can, he can too.

Qian Zhenzhen didn't let her, "You sit down." ”

She directly ignored the desire at the bottom of Hao Xin's eyes, and with her strong arms, she hugged the crescent moon to the chair and stuffed the children's tableware into the little guy's hand.

Hao Xin was greedy on the side, and he stopped talking several times, and finally sat opposite Qian Zhenzhen resignedly.