Chapter 47: The Hourglass of Memory

"Sir, this is the dinner you want."

The waiter said very politely, the big hotel is the big hotel, and the waiters are very handsome.

"Well, thank you."

Xiao Chenming looked at the dinner next to the sofa, but somehow she didn't have an appetite.

So I lay on the sofa, I don't know if I saw Cheng Tiantian and their family happy and happy together today, and the things that I didn't want to think about were still like waves.

Xiao Chenming closed her eyes, and the sound of her mother's shouting sounded in her ears.

"Mingming, come to Mom, I'll take you to Haizhou City to play."

A woman with a good figure, although her face is not very bewitching and can make people unforgettable, but she gives people the feeling that at first glance, she is as clean and pure as jasmine.

"Oh, Mommy, wait for me."

A child in his early sixties, almost one meter and six, ran over, looking at this little face, he didn't know how many other people's girls he was going to harm when he grew up.

"Mom, I'm coming, wait a minute, I'm wearing your favorite clothes."

The little brother who was very temperamental, took out a camel-colored coat in the closet, hey, don't say it, just put on this dress, handsome and a little more.

I think if he goes to be an online store model and wears this dress, I bet it must be the hit of the season.

"Mingming, your father is back from Suriname today, and we still have to pick him up, aren't you happy?"

The elegant woman said to the little Xiao Chenming in the room, and it could be seen from Xiao Chenming's face that he didn't have any joy at all.

"Oh, Mom, I see, how did he come back if he's fine?"

The woman, hearing Xiao Chenming say this, smiled and walked into the room, looked at the little adult, squatted down, and looked at his little face, which was still a little immature.

"He's Mingming's father, why can't he come back? Mingming can't talk to her dad like this when she arrives at the airport. ”

Whoever listens to the gentle voice will be drunk, very gentle, very gentle.

"He's my dad, he's probably forgotten that he has a son like me, and he hasn't been at home with you for a week a year, and he's embarrassed to call himself my dad."

What Xiao Chenming, who is so young, said was the first to say.

But he didn't say anything wrong, his father worked all year round, and he was afraid that during the Chinese New Year, he also had a lot of time to socialize, and he didn't have time to spend with his wife and son.

"That's not right, you think if Dad doesn't go out to work, how can you live in such a big house and buy your favorite Lego! Right. ”

When she heard Xiao Chenming say this, her heart was sour, but she still maintained her father's image in front of her children.

"He would rather not live in this big house, not Lego, he just wants him to spend more time with his mother."

Xiao Chenming lowered her head and said aggrievedly.

In his world, only his mother was with him from childhood to adulthood, and he didn't even remember his father's appearance very clearly, and he looked confused.

"Okay, it's time for us to go, otherwise we won't have time to buy Lego with Mingming!"

Seeing Xiao Chenming say this, she was worried that if she continued to say this, it would reach the point of dispute, so it was better to stop it in time.

"Oh, okay, Mom, I promised you to go to Haizhou City to buy Lego."

Xiao Chenming looked at her mother, and understood her mother's difficulties in her heart, so she followed her mother's words.