Zhao Mingxuan looked at the child in front of him who was smiling at him, and there was a trace of softness in his heart, it seemed that he still had to go back quickly, he hadn't seen his son for a long time.

A group of several people quickly left the market, and then after a few days of dusty travel, they finally arrived at their destination.

"Dad, why do you have time to come over today, have you taken care of the matter over there?" I still feel very happy to see my father come to this place, but maybe it's because this period of time itself has matured a lot, the child and his father no longer have the intimacy of childhood, on the contrary, there is a faint estrangement between the two.

"When you grow up, you haven't seen your father these days, don't you want me?" Zhao Mingxuan looked at his son's alienation and indifference to him, and he also knew that he hadn't come to get together with his son for a long time, and his son was separated from him.

Looking at the little person in front of him, every time the father and son got together before, he always threw himself into his arms, Daddy, Daddy's scream, but now when they meet, although they still call Daddy, but there is one word missing, and the child is also a lot more restrained, there is no kind of enthusiasm for father and son to meet in the past, as soon as he sees such a son, Zhao Mingxuan can't help but hate in his heart, it is those people who force their sons to grow up rapidly, and the little person who is only a little older is now so mature.

In the past, the wife always said to herself that the child should be like a child, and their father has always tried his best to create a happy childhood for his son, always thinking that the two of them have not enjoyed such a happy childhood life and do not want to leave this regret to his son. But who wants to do the opposite, everything is different from what they imagined, and his son still did not enjoy a happy childhood after all, just for this reason, he also wants those people to enjoy his hospitality.

Looking at his father facing him, his face changed in a thousand ways, and he also knew that his father felt a lot, but his mother's departure these days had changed his thoughts drastically, although he still wanted to be as close to his father as he was when he was a child, but he didn't know why he always felt that there was a trace of separation in the middle. I can't say anything about my father, and there is absolutely no resentment. But he couldn't get as close as before, knowing that his actions would hurt his father's heart, but he couldn't force himself not to do it.

"Son, how are you doing? Is it good to eat? Is it warm to wear? If you need anything, you can tell your father. "Men's emotions are restrained after all. Zhao Mingxuan's relationship with his son has never been as free as Liu Yuxin's mother and son. Can you do it now? He's already rare.

"Daddy. My son is all right, and my son's kung fu has been practicing very well these days. And there are some things you can also ask the master, the son is not lazy, the son has been working hard. His eyes were shining, and he looked at his father with a hint of admiration in his eyes, but there was still a trace of resentment in the depths.

Zhao Mingxuan didn't know that his son didn't tell a lie, just now when he was stroking his son, he took his son's hand and found that this child had only been in the palm for so long, but now there is a thick layer of calluses in his palm, if he doesn't put in a lot of effort, how can there be so many calluses, even if his son doesn't say it today, just the calluses in his hands can prove how much effort this child has put in.

"Dad, you've been on the road for a long time, I'm afraid you're already hungry, why don't you go and freshen up first, and I'll go hunt a few pheasants for a while." Maybe it's because they have been separated from their father for a long time, and the communication between father and son is still very lacking, and I don't know what kind of words to find to alleviate such an embarrassing atmosphere, and finally I thought about why I simply went to the mountains to hunt a few wild games to improve my father's life.

"Okay." Zhao Mingxuan raised his head, although he said that he was talking to his son, but the choking in his voice could be heard by anyone, such a young child now knows how to be filial to his father, after all, he cares too little about his son, so that his son doesn't know how to get along with him, and he is still too unqualified as a father.

"Dad, then you go and freshen up first, and I'll go into the woods and hunt some fat pheasants for you." He also heard his father's mood fluctuate, but he didn't know how to comfort his father, so he lowered his head and let his tears fall into the dirt, and finally turned around strongly, and then walked quickly towards the woods next to him.

"Son, we haven't been together for a few days, so let's just do it! Dad doesn't go to freshen up, let's go hunt some game together, and then come back together, let's take a bath together, how about Dad make you a flower chicken at night? After all, I still haven't forgotten that my son likes to eat his mother's flower chicken, although there is no way to taste that taste now, but as a father, in the case of the child losing his mother, he should play two roles alone, and he must play the role of the mother well, the child likes to eat called flower chicken, although he said that he does not have his mother's handicraft, but he wants to do something for his own children.

"Dad, you must be very tired after so many days of traveling, why don't you rest first, I'll go by myself." There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, with a longing in his eyes, but thinking that his father had been on the road for so many days, he must have been very tired of his mother's departure, and his father must have been even more sad, his father has been running around these days, as a filial son, he should be more considerate of his father, but as a son, he still longs for affection, his mother is not around, and his father is rare to come to see him, and he can't hide this longing, who makes himself just a 3-year-old child.

The desire in his son's eyes Zhao Mingxuan saw it, he still felt very happy about his decision, and he felt that it was worth it to do something for his son to make his son happy.

"It's okay, dad is not tired, let's go hunt a few pheasants together, come back in the evening and add food, if not, let's have another bonfire party and call your children together." How about we all have fun together? In order to let his son have a pleasant night, Zhao Mingxuan thought about it, in the past, the two of them liked to have such a bonfire party the most, although now that his wife is gone, but as a father, he hopes that his son can still enjoy some childhood happiness, although he can't always be with his son now, but if he has the opportunity to do it for the first time, he hopes that he can do his best to do something for his son?

"Why, are you having a good time these days? Do you get along well with children? Do you eat too much? After all, Zhao Mingxuan is still a little clumsy in terms of communication with his son as a man, and he wants to learn from his wife and get along well with his children. There's no longer a diaphragm like this. But sometimes it's really hard to do.

Raising a surprised little face, he didn't expect his father to care about these trivial aspects of his life, which used to be in his memory, even the moment when his mother died. He only saw his father's pear blossoms spewing blood rain in an instant. Then there was her father's majestic body, which suddenly collapsed, and she felt that the sky had fallen. This is the deepest impression my father made to myself, and in the saddest years of their father and son, my father was always indifferent to him, and my father at that time seemed to always be. In a kind of compassion, his emotions are extremely unstable, and the whole person is like an ice cellar, even as his son does not dare to approach her, now his father is much better, but today's words make him feel a little at a loss, and he occasionally paid off in his memory at other times before, but these seem to be very indifferent, very peaceful, and today's father's words make him feel a little flattered.

Zhao Mingxuan looked at his son's surprised expression and knew that as a father, he still lacked a sense of responsibility, he had never done his part to his son, and he had not cared for his son as carefully as his wife.

"Rise, Daddy is here this time to see you, on the other hand, Daddy is going to go all over the country to do some things, and there may be some dangers in the middle, but Daddy feels that our father and son are a little rusty these days, are you willing to go with me?" Zhao Mingxuan actually spent too little time with his son, and even said such a few simple words, he was a little cautious, after all, his son's expression just now still had a slight impact in his heart.

"What Daddy said means that you have to go to various places to do things at this time, and you happen to take me with you, can I go and see my grandparents? And can I bring my little bean sprouts brother with me? "Please raise a pair of Bambi-like eyes, and talk to your father a little cautiously, after all, the desire in his eyes can't be hidden, but he still feels that he has a little wish, he really misses his grandparents.

"Son, let's not go to see my grandparents for the time being, okay? Your mother is no longer there these days, and your father doesn't want your grandparents to be sad, and there is another point, you know your father's situation very well, and I told you last time that the situation of our father and son is now very unfavorable for my grandparents and grandmothers, and I don't want the danger behind us to bring them you understand? But in the middle of this operation, you can travel with your father, and if you meet your uncle and your aunt, you can spend time with them for a while. Zhang Mingxuan squatted down and gently hugged his son's soft body, this child is still too young, the family affection he longed for, he also understood why this family affection he felt like an executioner, but sometimes temporary patience is just for a longer reunion in the future, such a sacrifice is worth it, he hopes that he can communicate with his son through this calm tone.

"Little Bean Sprouts, that child is still too young, he is not suitable for social training, it's not that his father doesn't want him to be with you, but there will be some danger in this meeting, Daddy has done his best with you alone, if something happens to Brother Little Bean Sprouts, his father and mother will also be very sad, don't you say?" Zhao Mingxuan thought about it and finally made a very detailed analysis of the situation for his son.

The reason why he brought his son this time is because his son's thinking is also more mature, after all, the situation of their father and son is also different, he hopes that his son will get in touch with this society as soon as possible, and try to let him understand as soon as possible, not all places are beautiful and dark things, in fact, he also has a selfish intention to cultivate his son as much as possible, hoping that his son can grow up quickly, so that when she leaves to find a wife one day, she can also be carefree, this is his selfishness and his selfishness as a father.

Zhao Mingxuan also understands that he is very cruel, especially to himself and his son, and even more cruel, for his own little selfishness, he pushed the child to the forefront so young and let him experience the blow of wind and rain, and the tempering of society.

"Daddy, when are we leaving, it won't be now!" Pursed his lips, his father's analysis was very clear to him, although there were many internal things that he didn't understand, but he believed that his father's consideration was thorough, and now he just needs to listen to his father's arrangement.

"Son, don't be in a hurry, get together with your little friends tonight, everyone is lively, and then tomorrow my father has some things to do here, and when we finish things, we will leave, of course, when you leave, your grandfather will also go with you, okay?" Zhao Mingxuan finally thought that Xianhe was the best candidate to protect his son, don't look at him as an old naughty boy, but he is definitely a wholehearted dedication to his son, and more importantly, that person is absolutely unparalleled in the world in terms of kung fu and medical skills, and he is very relieved to hand over his son to such a person.

"Besides, this time you will leave for a longer time, you and your little friends should also say goodbye, and you have to prepare the luggage you need to bring when you leave." Zhao Mingxuan touched her son's soft hair, at this moment, she can be said to have a son in her heart, and it is rare that he has a trace of peace in his heart, and he is no longer as indifferent as usual, so that people are afraid to approach. (To be continued.) )