Chapter 588

The little boy's mouth was slightly tooted, and he walked in with low interest. The originally assembled Kong Ming Luban lock was also carried in his hand dejected.

"Oh, what's the matter, little fat man?"

Zhong Tianzheng tilted his head to look at the little boy at the door and asked clearly.

Don't think about it.

The little fat man just ran out with great interest and wanted to show off with Chen Jiani to win his mother's affirmation, but in fact.

Chen Jiani gave him a blow of maternal love.

"My mother didn't praise me, but also hurt me. She said I didn't go to bed so late and let me come back to bed."

The little fat man looked up at the tall Zhong Tianzheng and frowned: "also, don't call others little fat. I'm not fat at all."

The little fat man is right.

In fact, he is really not fat at all.

contrary.

He belongs to the very thin type.

As for why Zhong Tianzheng wanted to give people such a nickname, it was because he saw a picture of the little fat man with his father on the bedside table in the room just now.

His father is a fat middle-aged man worthy of the name. There is a serious imbalance between weight and height, and his big belly is very conspicuous.

So Zhong Tianzheng gave him such a nickname.

Zhong Tianzheng: little fat man.

Little fat man: Thank you very much. You are fat. Your whole family is fat.

of course.

The reason why Zhong Tianzheng is so "casual" is very impolite to give others a nickname. Secondly, there is another purpose, which is to forcibly narrow the distance between them.

It's really suitable for children.

If you put it among adults, you may welcome two big mouth greetings from others.

"Don't you think the little fat man's name is very happy? It suits you. "

Zhong Tianzheng forcibly added this nickname to him, ignored his retort and comforted him: "well, maybe your mother has something to do now, so she doesn't have time to pay attention to you. It'll be better later."

"No!"

The little fat man shook his head, threw the Kongming Luban lock in his hand on the carpet floor, sat down depressed, stretched out his hand and poked the toy back and forth: "you are my mother's friend. Naturally, you speak for her. In fact, she seldom accompanied me. My grandparents used to accompany me. Now that they are gone, I can only play by myself."

That's true.

Although there are nannies in their family, nannies belong to the level of taking money to do things, and can not achieve a kind of spiritual care.

"Well, well, it doesn't matter."

Zhong Tianzheng touched his head and glanced at the checkers next to his eyes: "let me play the game with you."

"OK, OK."

The little fat man was interested. He took the chessboard and began.

The game situation is a little tragic.

The little fat man couldn't play any better than Zhong Tianzheng. He was beaten and defeated. Of course, Zhong Tian was bullying him and didn't forget to teach him how to play, which won the other party's recognition.

After more than ten minutes, the distance between the two sides narrowed a lot.

Zhong Tianzheng sat down opposite him and looked at the little fat man: "does Mom seldom accompany you?"

"Yes."

The little fat man nodded. His eyelashes were very long and trembled with the blink of his eyes: "mom is very busy. She comes back very late every day. I can't wait for her to come back and go to bed, because I'm too sleepy and have to read during the day."

"But I know that she still loves me very much, so I understand her very much."

The little fat man followed another face and added seriously.

"Oh? Now that you are asleep, how do you know your mother will come late? " Zhong Tianzheng paused and comforted: "this is for sure. Mom wants to work and earn money. She spends less time with you, but she must love you."

The little fat man explained, "because my mother will come to my room to see me every night after she comes back. Although I fall asleep, I can feel it. My mother will give me a kiss."

"You see, this is the best explanation. Mom must love you."

When Zhong Tianzheng said this, he paused for a long time. Then he asked hesitantly, "so, did mom come back that night on the 10th, that is, 12 days ago, Friday night?"

His problem has a serious routine. The previous conversation is just a conversation to induce and shorten the distance between them.

His real purpose is to verify whether Chen Jiani went home on the day Meng Yichuan died.

As for why he hesitated.

To some extent, Zhong Tianzheng still doesn't want to be a child.

But he did.

This is also good. If Chen Jiani is innocent, she can also be cleared early.

however.

Zhong Tianzheng did not hold much hope.

After all.

Nearly half a month has passed since now. Even an adult may not remember what happened so long ago, let alone a child only five or six years old.

"That night?"

The little fat man first asked a rhetorical question, looked up at Zhong Tianzheng and said, "no, my mother didn't come back that night, or maybe she came back and I didn't find it."

"Oh?"

Zhong Tianzheng was surprised first.

For the little fat man's answer, he said he was very surprised.

More than ten days ago, he still remembered so clearly, which made Zhong Tianzheng doubt the authenticity of this sentence again.

But there is another possibility.

That is, what special day that day is, or what happened, can make a person deepen his memory of that day.

"Why do you remember so clearly? It happened more than ten days ago. " Zhong Tianzheng asked without beating around the bush.

"Because that day happened to be my sister's birthday, my mother promised to come back for my sister's birthday, but she didn't. for this reason, my sister is still angry."

The little fat man began to explain: "that night, I waited with my sister for a long time, but my mother didn't come back. We watched the cake until twelve o'clock. My sister was very angry and went to bed without eating the cake."

"In order to appease my sister, I slept with my sister in her room that night, so I don't know if my mother came back."

Zhong Tianzheng narrowed his eyes and nodded without leaving a trace: "ah, it's true. It's really disappointing."

"Yes."

The little fat man nodded: "that's it. My sister has been angry until now. My mother seems to be in a bad mood those days, so they are so cold, and I dare not speak."