"Well, Dad, what's wrong with you?" Tong Wenwen was eating her meal, and found that Tong Zhao on the side had not moved, and turned her head to look at it with a little doubt in her heart.

found Tong Zhaoyi silently squatting in the corner of the wall and drawing circles.

"Wenwen doesn't love her dad anymore. ”

Wenwen dislikes that the food cooked by her father is not delicious. ”

"Yes, I'm a big man and I'm not a professional chef, how can I cook the meals she likes to eat. ”

"Wenwen is growing up, and I'm getting older. ”

Tong Wenwen: "......"

"Dad......" Tong Wenwen looked at Tong Zhao like this, and was speechless for a while, so she jumped off the stool and said to him with her hands on her waist: "Actually, the food cooked by Dad has a special taste. ”

"What kind of taste?" Tong Zhao looked straight and immediately got up.

"Hmm......" Tong Wenwen put a finger against her mouth and fell silent.

"Wenwen, hurry up and tell Dad, what is that special smell?"

"Hmm...... It's Daddy's taste anyway. Tong Wenwen couldn't make it up, she wanted to comfort Tong Zhao, but she didn't have much vocabulary in her young brain.

Tong Zhao listened, and his heart was happy.

Tong Wenwen's father's taste made him like it very much, in fact, he didn't need any fancy words to praise the taste of his parents' meals, and he didn't need to praise these to the sky. But a simple dad taste, like mom's taste of home, although plain, but the plain language hides a lot of magic.

Very reassuring and comfortable.

"Let's go, let's continue eating. Tong Zhao felt that he was filled with his heart by Tong Wenwen's bland words, and he was warm and powerful.

The time to eat passed quickly, and Tong Zhao was washing the dishes in the kitchen. I thought about whether to hire a nanny, but if there was a nanny, although the burden on Tong Zhao would be much easier, some things would be meaningless if he didn't do them himself.

"Daddy, Daddy, I've got something for you. When Tong Wenwen sat on the sofa tired after Tong Zhao cleaned his rice bowl, she was holding the drawing paper she had prepared long ago in one hand.

"Okay, show Daddy. Tong Zhao was a little tired and stretched out his hand to Tong Wenwen.

Tong Wenwen looked at Tong Zhao's tired appearance and did not express her dissatisfaction too much, climbed onto the sofa and spread out the drawing paper in front of his eyes.

The picture is simple.

The green color spreads horizontally on the picture quality, as if representing the green grassland. Yellow house with red lattice roof, golden sun hanging on a foot on drawing paper. There were three people down there, one with a big bag in front of his blue clothes and a little stubble on his face.

The other woman was dressed in ice blue, with her jet-black hair draped behind her and a very bright smile on her face. In the middle is a smiling face, dressed in red, with two long ponytails behind his head, holding the hands of the two people next to him.

This painting is about Ye Hanfang and Tong Wenwen.

"What did you draw?" Although Tong Zhao may not be competent as a father, he is also clear about the child's thoughts. Naturally, with Tong Wenwen's performance, I saw Tong Wenwen pretending to be a little adult and pouting, and said, "Dad is so stupid, I can't see this." ”

Tong Zhao smiled.

"This is Dad, this is Mommy. Tong Wenwen pointed to the man in blue clothes with a beard, and then pointed to the woman in blue next to the man. Finally, he pointed to the girl in red in the middle of the two and said, "This is Wenwen." ”

"Why are Mom and Dad like this?" Tong Zhao picked up Tong Wenwen and took him into his arms, and then carefully admired the painting.

"Because Dad can do a lot of things in Wenwen's heart, Dad is very much like Doraemon. Just like Doraemon has a treasure bag, Dad can do anything like he can do anything......" Tong Wenwen said, which made Tong Zhao almost fly to the sky.

No amount of praise from people outside can compare to the praise of their daughter.

"Mom doesn't smile a lot, so I want her to laugh a lot. At the same time, Mom and Dad's hands held Wenwen tightly, so that Wenwen could always live with her father and mother. Although Tong Wenwen is young, she is thoughtful, and such words hit Tong Zhao in the softest place in his heart.

Tong Wenwen is happy, but is she really happy? Can't be with her parents at the same time, Ye Hanbian has never sent her to school, and some daily Tong Zhao is unimaginable.

"In the future, Mom and Dad will always be with you, okay?" Tong Zhao bent down and said to Tong Wenwen with a solemn face.

"Good. ”

Tong Zhao watched TV with Tong Wenwen for a while, and then Tong Wenwen took out the books in her small schoolbag very well-behaved and started to do her homework. Tong Zhao was reading the information in the computer next to him, and he needed to integrate into the world faster and understand what there was and didn't have in this world.

At the same time, I thought about what I could fill in for what this world didn't have. Tong Wenwen on the side asked Tong Zhao because she didn't understand some of her homework, and the latter patiently explained it to her, and when Tong Wenwen was able to successfully make the topic with her own ability, she would not hesitate to praise herself.

One night was so ordinary, Tong Zhao gave Tong Wenwen a bath and then lay on the bed with her. The story is still about Doraemon, and the magical props in the treasure bag are endless, and soon Tong Wenwen fell asleep grogily.

Tong Zhao covered the quilt for him, and picked up the computer to write the plot of "Star Change".

"Ding Ding Ding" The mobile phone rang, Tong Zhao picked it up and looked at it, and the caller ID was connected.

"What did you do today? You actually left Tong Wenwen alone at the school gate, and you are like this as a father?" The voice on the other end of the phone was cold and tired, but there was still a little anger.

"There was a traffic jam on the road for a while. The person who called was Ye Hanfang, which Tong Zhao couldn't imagine, and explained slightly. Then thinking of what Tong Wenwen told herself today, Tong Zhao's heart was a little distressed, and he retorted: "But how do you, as a mother, never personally send Wenwen to school, today Wenwen's teacher called you and your phone is turned off, and I didn't reserve a phone, which led to today's incident." ”

"But you have my phone, it would be easier if you answered that call, and Wenwen never answered it. It's hard for me to imagine how you treated Wenwen when she was with you, and how you acted as a mother?" Tong Zhao didn't fight when he thought about it, considering that the reason why Tong Wenwen was sleeping next to him was to lower his voice, but the anger in his tone was not hidden at all.

"You ......" Ye Hanbian was speechless by Tong Zhao's scolding, and hung up the phone directly.

Seeing this, Tong Zhao put the phone on the bedside with a sneer on his face.

didn't give himself an explanation at all, this cowardly behavior of hanging up the phone just made Tong Zhao unhappy, but it was not right to think about it carefully, it was not right for him to be so angry, after all, Ye Hanbian called with the intention of caring for Tong Wenwen.

Forget it, leave it alone.

Tong Zhao didn't think about these things.