"Dad said he would come back to us, but he went far, far away, and he didn't come back." Speaking of this, Murong Xiaoxiao said sadly.

"Do you know where your dad is?" Long Ting asked tentatively.

"I don't know, I haven't seen him, my mother won't let me ask." She always wanted to know, but after asking her father about it, her mother would murder her, saying that if she didn't obey again, she wouldn't want her, and she never asked again.

"In this way, then you don't have to think about it, he will miss you from afar, before that, you have to eat well, grow up well, read and write, and when he comes back, you can proudly tell him that you are great." Long Ting didn't know why he just didn't want to see her unhappy, so he thought about it and used the words he heard when he was a child to comfort her.

When she is older and understands what death is, she will naturally understand.

She should be happy and carefree, not so indifferent.

"Well, I listen to my uncle, by the way, are you also from the research institute, why haven't I seen you?" She went to her mother's place of work several times, and met a lot of uncles, but she never met him, what did he do?

"Uncle is not a staff member of the institute, I live here because this house is mine." Long Ting didn't expect the little guy to ask him this, does she know what research is?

"Oh, I see, uncle, you are so good, you can buy such a big house, our family is smaller than here." Just by looking at it, she knew that there were a lot more places than theirs.

And she also saw it yesterday, it doesn't look like their house. Although there were not many things, she did not dare to touch them.

"Well, it's not big, I have a bigger house, and when I have a chance in the future, my uncle will take you to see it, okay?" For children, they only know the size of the house, but they do not know its value.

But she didn't say that she wanted a home like this, which was taught very well, not vain.

A child at such a young age can understand what vanity is, and this is why Long Ting, a person who has never brought a child, would think so.

"Uncle, this porridge is delicious, did you cook it?" Because of what her mother cooked, she could eat, and this bowl of porridge was not a familiar taste.

"Hmm, don't like it?" Long Ting thinks it shouldn't be, he is a certified person, and a five-star chef can compare, not to mention a trivial matter like just cooking porridge.

"No, I like it very much, this porridge is very fragrant and delicious." She really likes this, because she has never eaten it before, and her mother can't cook it this way, and there are shrimp in the porridge, which is tender and slippery.

"That's good, eat well, I'll send you home." Because I promised the woman before, saying that the child would call her when she woke up, but this upstairs and downstairs, she was at work, and she wanted to stay in her house for a while, and if she didn't want to stay, she could send it down.

"Can I wait at your house for my mom to come back?" Although she also likes Aunt Bai, she wants to be with her uncle even more.

"Okay." He didn't expect her to answer like this, it was too late to rejoice, how could he object.

"Are you really going to stay with me?" As soon as she arrived at the door, she heard a familiar voice, and Qingrou didn't raise her head when she opened the door, and asked directly.

"You're back, are you hurt?" When he heard the door open, he knew that the owner of the house had returned.

"No, with my skills, how can I get hurt." Qingrou is not talking big, her skills are really good, and all of this is taught by the person in front of her.

"What, you don't want me to live here?" Long Ting asked lightly.