Qi Anran stiffened suddenly, and the room suddenly fell into a terrible silence.
I don’t know how long it took before Qi Anran seemed to have thought of something. He pursed his lips, sat next to Ye Zhaoyang again, and touched his head and said, “Who do you listen to nonsense? Your Uncle Huo will be back. Your father will be back too."
If it were to be kept in the past, Qi Anran would believe how the child could tell, but this time, when she said so, Ye Zhaoyang obviously didn't believe it.
He stared at Qi Anran's way of crying and not crying, making Qi Anran more unspeakable: "It doesn't matter, you still have me, and grandpa, we are still there, don't be afraid."
Ye Zhaoyang didn't speak or cry anymore, and Qi Anran sat holding him like this for a while.
When his mood almost stabilized, he got up again and planned to go around the bed to get him a change of clothes.
But she didn't want to. She just walked to the other side of the bed when she heard a choked voice behind her: "Mom."
Qi Anran's steps suddenly stopped before turning his head to look at Ye Zhaoyang in disbelief, "What do you call me?"
Ye Zhaoyang cried and jumped out of the bed, ran across, hugged Qi Anran's legs, and repeated the cry just now: "Mom."
Qi Anran was really shocked when she heard it clearly this time. She tremblingly touched Ye Zhaoyang's head, tried her best to keep her tone low and asked, "Why... call my mother?"
Ye Zhaoyang cried and said, "Woo...I heard it all. The teacher was talking to a few women she didn't know in the office. They said... They said that Uncle Huo is dead, and our family has no children. They also said that Uncle Huo is dead. It is the only blood in the family. Grandpa gave birth to Uncle Huo’s father, and Uncle Huo’s father only gave birth to one Uncle Huo. Now Uncle Huo is dead and has no children. He wants... to..."
"You are going to cut off your children and grandchildren?" Qi Anran guessed the word that Ye Zhaoyang couldn't say.
In fact, even if Ye Zhaoyang didn’t say it, Qi Anran could still think of what those outsiders who wanted to watch Huo’s jokes for a long time would be said. It’s nothing more than the Huo family’s hard work to cultivate such a younger generation who can take over from his parents and the elders, but that’s how it is. He died without leaving the child, the blood of the Huo family was cut off by Huo Yizhen's generation, isn't it the cut off the children and grandchildren?
But they didn't expect that Qi Anran was pregnant with the Huo family's child right now. If they knew it, they might have helped the Huo family to cut off their children and grandchildren!
Ye Zhaoyang nodded hurriedly. Although he didn't know the meaning of these words, he could understand the previous words.
He understood that those people were saying that his sister An Ran and Uncle Huo had no children, and felt that no one in the Huo family could protect his sister An Ran and grandfather.
Ye Zhaoyang felt very angry when he heard these words. He wanted to rush in and tell these people that the Huo family is not without people, he is from the Huo family. When he grows up, he can help Uncle Huo protect sister An Ran and his wife. Grandpa.
Ye Zhaoyang has never been so eager to grow up and become as strong as his father and his Uncle Huo, and able to protect those who are good to him.
"Yang Yang knows that Uncle Huo and Sister An Ran adopted me because I didn't have a mom or dad. Now I am your child. Yang Yang wants to tell them that if you have children, Yang Yang is your child!"