Wen Yi said: "I envy you, Weiwei, for having such a good mother as Aunt Jiang."
Mingwei blinked her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled.
Wen Yi: "Before I came to your house, I heard Aunt Jiang singing and playing the piano at my house. Was it Aunt Jiang playing the piano?"
Mingwei: “My mother and my brother played it together, and my brother also sang with my mother.”
"You are a very happy family. In our family... Aunt Su doesn't even talk to me or my sisters very much." Wen Yi said, feeling very depressed.
“Xiaoyi, why did you mention that woman?”
Wen Yue was not happy: "When dad comes home from vacation, our house will become lively."
Wen Yi: “But dad only plays with his younger brother and doesn’t talk to us much.”
"Sister Xiaoyi, you can take the initiative to talk to Uncle Wen. Every time my father comes back, I will pester him to talk. Otherwise, my father will not pay much attention to me and my eldest brother except talking to my mother. Where’s my brother?”
Mingwei tilted her head, her bright eyes full of innocence, and her childish voice sounded sweet: "I won't lie to you. If you don't believe me, you can wait until Uncle Wen comes back to try."
Wen Yi was silent for a while, then shook her head and said, "Sister Weiwei, I don't believe you, I just... I'm just a little afraid of my father!"
What can make a little girl fear the person who should be closest to her is nothing more than that this person cannot give her a sense of security.
Take Wen Siyuan, for example. Although he does not neglect his daughter to the extent that he favors sons over daughters, he does not pay special attention to it. To put it bluntly, it is the majesty of his father who has the love and care that a father should give his daughter. Wen Siyuan You may think he did it, but Sister Wen Yi didn't feel it.
Hence, it is not surprising that the little girl does not dare to get close to her father.
After all, only children who are loved by their parents have the confidence to act like a spoiled child in front of their parents.
“Why should you be afraid?”
Ming Wei was puzzled. She blinked her dark eyes and said, "Uncle Wen is sister Xiaoyi's father, and sister Xiaoyi is Uncle Wen's child. Isn't it normal for a child to be close to his father?"
Wen Yi: "..." Pursing her lips and saying nothing, she turned her eyes to her sister Wen Yue. After a while, the little girl asked: "Sister, is Sister Weiwei right?"
"Um."
Wen Yue felt a little uncomfortable, but she still forced out a smile and smiled at her sister Wen Yi: "Yes, sister Wei Wei is right, dad is our dad, we don't have to be afraid in front of him, what do we want to say? Just say whatever.”
In the living room, Jiang Li had no idea what the little girls were saying in the room. She was telling Jiang Guoan, Jiang Yiyang, Mo Huang, and Song Xuan a math problem that was easy to make mistakes.
Around mid-afternoon, Wen Yue took her two younger sisters back to their home. Jiang Li did not forget what she told the little girl Wen Yue. He stuffed candies into the pockets of the three sisters respectively, and repeatedly told them not to eat sweets every day. Eat more, and see the three little girls nodding their heads seriously and cutely. Her eyebrows are as crescent-shaped, and she extends her thumbs and praises: "You are all obedient and good children, great!"
Wen Yue and Wen Yi were so shy, their faces were so red that they were so cute.
As for Wen Yu, the little girl was not very shy, but she looked up at Jiang Li with her eyes wide open for a long time, and then said in a childish voice: "Little Yu'er likes the fairy Aunt Jiang!"
“Aunt Jiang also likes Xiao Yu’er!”
With a smile on his face, Jiang Li rubbed the little girl’s head and said:
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