So, after class, he appeared in the main house again for dinner today. Now he is no longer like in the past, and he will only reluctantly appear once during the New Year's holidays, because of her, he comes here to arrest people more and more times.

However, after eating with his father, he couldn't sit still, because she was not there.

"But what?" He doesn't talk nonsense either.

"Something happened to her family, and she won't be back for a few days." The father's look was also a little unnatural.

After his repeated questioning, he found out.

"I heard that her father was in a trance and was going out. On the way to the publishing agency, he was crushed to death by a truck. ”

He shook, chest, thump.

Her dad died???

He clearly remembered what he promised her four years ago, so this little doll would come and go as soon as he called it.

But how did her dad die so suddenly?

That girl won't come back, will she? At least, now, she didn't seem to have the need to please him anymore.

Inexplicably, my chest was clogged in panic.

"Xiaotu, are you lonely? …… Do you want to be your sister? Father asked, slurring.

The changes in his son's expression all fell in Xiao Jun's eyes.

In the past few years, my son and Wei Wei have been very close, and the two of them are almost not out of focus, and they are not separated from Meng, which hurts-

Although Xiao Jun is amorous, he always has guilt and scruples for his son.

"No, hope, hope!" Categorically, he gave the answer word by word.

Younger sister? He hates those two words!

He didn't have the slightest idea of that.

His answer made his father visibly relieved.

Fortunately, fortunately, Xiao Jun feels that his life is very good now, there are people to take care of him at home, and the scenery outside is infinitely good, and he doesn't want to have nothing to do for his son at all.

"Dad, I'm going out." He couldn't sit still anymore and had gotten up.

"I'll let the driver take you there!" Xiao Jun immediately understood where his son was going and hurriedly arranged it.

The son was frail, and the doctor told him to be careful in everything.

After only a few quick steps, his chest was a little stuffy, he stopped his steps, waited for the suffocation to disappear, and at the same time, there was an idea in his mind.

"Dad, you and your beautiful aunt have been around for several years, why haven't you been pregnant?" So, he asked the exit.

The 12-year-old son actually cared about this kind of thing for adults, Xiao Jun was a little surprised and embarrassed.

Not pregnant, of course, contraception is better, he doesn't leak! But how do you explain such a profound question to your underage son?

"Don't you want to have another child?" He asked more simply.

He is no longer a child, the first year of junior high school has already taken physiology classes, and he has begun to study the mysteries of the human body!

"I'm afraid of ......" Don't want to have another child? How can it be! Xiao Tu's health is so poor, maybe his fate is not good, and he will die childless.

But—

If he had another child, he was afraid that he would irritate Xiao Tu, and if he was unhappy, his body would deteriorate.

"Dad, I won't be unhappy." He saw his father's scruples, and directly suggested in a steady tone, "I think the beautiful aunt looks good, and the doll she gave birth to should be cute, even if you don't get married, you can leave you more first." ”

Xiao Jun was stunned and shocked.

"Why?" It's, it's amazing.

Even if the son doesn't care about his father's private life, he won't take the initiative to persuade him to have a child with other women, right?

However, looking at his appearance, it doesn't look like he's just joking.

"My own body has been broken like this, and I just want to fulfill you as soon as possible." He said lightly.

Even if Dad doesn't give birth to other children now, when he dies, it will be cheaper for other women.

Actually, why? The real why is-

The game of the master and the toy, because of some kind of accident, came to an abrupt end.

He was afraid of loneliness.

No longer gives any explanation, anyway, he has relented, believing that his father will no longer be "polite".

The driver had already prepared the car, and he didn't have any nostalgia and hurriedly left.