Liu Hong and the others looked at each other, and they couldn't say clearly.

Zhang Yuanxiao squatted down in front of Zhang Zihao again, held his little arm with both hands, and his voice slowed down, "Haohao, can you tell Dad, why are you fighting?" ”

Zhang Zihao lowered his head, like a child who made a mistake, and his little fists were clenched tightly, as if he was trying to restrain something.

"Haohao, tell Dad that if you are bullied, Dad will make the decision for you."

Finally, Zhang Zihao slowly raised his head.

The delicate and white little face, bruised and purple, and the big clear and clean eyes were also red at this time, full of tears.

He opened his mouth several times before he finally spoke, his voice choked, "I, what I say, do you believe it?" ”

When Zhang Yuanxiao saw him like this, his heart was shocked, but he said firmly: "Yes, Dad knows that Haohao is a good boy, so whatever Haohao says, Dad will believe it." ”

Zhang Zihao's eyes turned even redder, and then he cried, tears rolled down, as if all the grievances had found a place to vent at once, and he couldn't hide it anymore.

"They, they hit me."

"The thermos cup fell into the creek and was gone."

"They, they lie, obviously, obviously my father loves me."

"Daddy loves me."

"They're not right, they're not right, they're not right!"

Zhang Zihao stubbornly repeated the word "no".

The whole little person threw himself into Zhang Yuanxiao's arms at once, and the aggrieved child finally found support from his father at this moment.

Zhang Yuanxiao held his crying poor son in his arms, but his heart was pinched together.

At this time, Zhang Yuanxiao's fists were also clenched tightly, and the back of his hand was full of bruised tendons.

God knows how hard he has worked recently, in order to hope that Zhang Zihao can feel his love, in order to let Zhang Zihao know that his father loves him.

He couldn't forget the eyes of the young Zhang Zihao in his previous life before he died, and the silent inquiry.

But these children are full of malice, and that sentence, if the sharpest knife pierces Zhang Zihao's little heart like this.

Zhang Yuanxiao doesn't beat children, but this time, he won't let them go easily.

But......

Zhang Yuanxiao held his son's little head with both hands, gently wiped away the tears on his face with his big hands, and said with a serious expression: "Haohao is right, what they said is not right." Dad loves Hao Hao the most, and Hao Hao is the most important person in the world. ”

Zhang Zihao's red eyes widened slightly, as if surprised, like a surprise.

His little fists clenched tightly again, but now he was full of joy.

It turned out that grandma didn't lie to him, and Dad also admitted that Dad loved Haohao the most.

Great, great!

"Hao Hao, Dad believes in you, Dad will make decisions for you. Those who bully you, they will make them apologize to you and will not dare to bully you again in the future. ”

"Daddy promised you, so you have to trust Daddy too. But now you're going to go home first, and when Daddy finishes dealing with it, I'll go home and cook you dinner, okay? ”

Zhang Zihao's red eyes were a little dazed, but he still stopped crying and nodded, "I, I'll go home and wait for Dad." ”

"Okay." As he spoke, Zhang Yuanxiao stretched out his hand to touch Zhang Zihao's head.

Zhang Zihao subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but halfway through the closure, he thought of what his father had just said and opened his eyes again.