Su Qianci pursed her mouth, did not speak, silently clenched Li Sicheng's hand, and sobbed lowly.

"Wait for your dad to come back, let him whip you a few times, I'm mad!" The old man slammed his crutches hard, looking angry.

The sixth sister-in-law hadn't seen Li Sicheng for a long, long time, and stood aside with red eyes to play a round: "Okay, okay, it's better to come back than anything, old man, take a good rest." ”

The old man snorted coldly, walked to the edge of the sofa on crutches and sat down.

Finally finished the fight, Su Qianci breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the two boys who had been standing in a daze, and beckoned to Li Jianqian: "Da Su, come here." ”

Li Jianqian heard it, but he didn't go over, but opened a pair of eyes and looked at the tall man beside Su Qianci.

Li Sicheng also looked at him, his deep eyes were deeper, with a little bit of bright light, and he looked at his pair of dark and clear eyes.

The father and son looked at it for a long time, and Li Jianqian was the first to speak, with a thick tone of unkindness: "You are my father?" ”

Li Sicheng heard the little guy's tone, raised his eyebrows slightly, hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and asked: What do you think? ”

Yes, absolutely.

Since childhood, Su Qianci will show them a photo of Li Sicheng, point to the person in the photo, and tell them: This is Dad, this is your Dad.

Moreover, this face is very similar to himself.

Li Jianqian knew that he looked very similar to this man, very similar.

As soon as the elders saw him, they would say: This is Si Cheng's son, he looks too similar.

Every time Li Jianqian responds politely, but only he knows that he doesn't want to talk to this portrait.

Su Qianci reminded them every time that Dad was not dead, and Dad would come back sooner or later.

Everyone thought she was trying to go crazy, but he knew it wasn't.

He had heard the conversation between the little uncle and her, and they had been looking for news of this man, but they had never found it, but they were convinced that he was still alive.

It's not just the conversation between the little uncle and his mother, he has also heard the conversation between his mother and his grandparents, and he knows, always knows that he is not dead.

But why haven't you come back for so many years?

Li Jianqian couldn't understand why this man didn't go home if he really had such deep feelings for his wife as they said, why didn't he go home?

Hearing Li Sicheng's rhetorical question at this moment, Li Jianqian felt even more uncomfortable.

looked at Li Sicheng, pursed his mouth and didn't make a sound.

Su Qianci sensed that something was wrong with Li Jianqian, walked over and squatted down, and coaxed: "Call Dad." ”

Li Jianqian's face frowned, glared at Li Sicheng, his immature voice was a little fierce, and shouted: "I don't want it!" As he spoke, he turned to look at Li Mosen and hooked him, "Moson, let's go in and do our homework." ”

"Li Dasu!" Su Qianci was a little unhappy, grabbed the little guy's arm, and said sharply, "You can't do this, he's your father!" ”

"It's not!" Li Jianqian turned his head, his little face was a little aggrieved and red, "Mom, I always thought that Uncle Lu would be our father, this person doesn't want you anymore, why do you want me to call him Dad?" ”

Li Jianqian's words were shocked, and Su Qianci was slightly stunned.

The little one had already shaken her hand off and ran in.

Su Qianci subconsciously thought of the last time she was in the amusement park, she squatted on the ground and cried to Lu Yihan: He doesn't want me anymore.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)