Chu Xintian was talking when he suddenly felt that his clothes had been ripped off.

She turned around and saw Bai Yongjing.

At this time, Chu Xintian almost focused all his attention on Zhao Wu, but forgot that there was a little adult beside him.

"Jing'er, what's wrong?" Chu Xintian noticed that Bai Yongjing burst into tears at this time.

Bai Yongjing held the corner of Chu Xintian with one hand, and looked at Zhao Wu not far away with his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to say something. However, he was so excited that he couldn't speak for a while.

"Mother, he's ...... he's"

Chu Xintian was very excited to see Bai Yongjing. She pointed at Zhao Wu and hesitated for a long time, still not understanding. She was also worried: "Jing'er, what are you talking about?" Who is he?"

Bai Yongjing wiped his tears, stabilized, calmed down for a while, and then said, "Uncle Young Marshal, he seems to be, father!"

"What?" Chu Xintian was shocked by Bai Yongjing's words. She was stunned. She didn't react for a long time. She looked at Bai Yongjing and Zhao Wu again.

It took about a minute for the brain to short-circuit before Chu Xintian reacted to what Bai Yongjing's words meant.

"You mean, Young Marshal Zhao, is it your father?" But Chu Xintian still felt that he had heard it wrong, and couldn't help but repeat it again.

Is Zhao Wu Bai Er?!

How could Zhao Wu be Bai Er?!

Isn't Bai Er dead? Everyone in the village knows that they were eaten by wild beasts when they went hunting in Beishan!

What is Zhao Wu's identity? He is the young marshal of the Zhao Wangfu in the capital.

Bai Er is the son of Bai Qingshan and Old Lady Bai in Shuangxi Village.

The identities of these two people are different. How could they be the same person?

"Jing'er, stop talking..."Chu Xintian only felt that Bai Yongjing liked Zhao Wu too much, and thought that the children were talking nonsense.

"Mother, I'm not talking nonsense!" I still remember my father! Mother, he is a father. Look closely, he's a father!"

After Bai Yongjing and Chu Xintian finished speaking, they focused their attention on Zhao Wu.

At this time, he really wanted to throw himself into Zhao Wu's arms, but he had a little mustard in his heart.

The reason was very simple, because just now Zhao Wu put all his attention on Chu Xintian.

Bai Yongjing was very jealous.

When Zhao Wu saw Bai Yongjing recognize him, he realized that he had just ignored his son.

He hurriedly squatted down and waved to Bai Yongjing: "Son, come here......"

Sure enough, Bai Yongjing recognized him!

"Father!" Bai Yongjing was still conflicted in his heart. However, when Bai Yongjing saw Zhao Wu waving his hand, he immediately forgot about his unhappiness and threw himself into Zhao Wu's arms.

Zhao Wu took Bai Yongjing in his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Jing'er, father, I'm so sorry for you! My father hasn't been with you and your mother for the past two years, which makes you miserable......"

"Father is not sad, I am not sad, I am doing well! Woowoo woo ......"

Bai Yongjing finally couldn't help crying.

His tears were joyful and excited.

Tears of grief and pain.

For the past two years, Bai Yongjing has been trying to be a little man since he thought his father had died. No matter what happens, he doesn't cry easily.

But now, with his father in his arms, he feels that he can be a simple child even if he is not strong.

Father and son recognize each other, this scene is really touching.

Bai Yongjing's cry touched everyone present.

Chu Xintian stood aside and watched Bai Yongjing cry bitterly in Zhao Wu's arms. She only felt that from the moment she walked into the door of the flower hall, everything that happened was so incredible, like a dream.

I have the same feeling as Chu Xintian, and I have the same feeling as Zhao Wangfu.

After Zhao Wu woke up, he didn't explain what he had done, so the people in Zhao Wangfu were no less shocked than Chu Xintian at this time.