"Because your mother is so bad." Zhou Jinghui faintly said a word and took Ding Ding away.

He took Ding Ding back to the room and put it on the bed, but the child would not let go of his hand and held it tightly.

Zhou Jinghui is very distressed, the child can be said to be brought up by him. In his heart, he is no different from his own. However, how hard-hearted to say that, Jiang Xinyao that silly woman did not know, he more than anyone else.

But in this world, there are too many forced, too many difficulties.

"Ding Ding Ding, let go of my uncle's hand and sleep well."

The little guy shook his head, "I don't let it go. I'm afraid my uncle will disappear when I wake up tomorrow. I miss my uncle very much, and I miss my grandmother very much."

Zhou Jinghui was severely pinched in his heart. He bent down to kiss his forehead and assured him, "my uncle promised ding ding ding that he would not leave tonight. When Ding Ding Ding wakes up tomorrow, he will still sit here."

"Really? But I don't care about you. " The little guy chuckled.

Zhou Jinghui fondly pinched his cheek and said with a smile, "when did Uncle cheat you? I promise. "

The little guy believed him. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When Jiang Xinyao packed up and walked into the bedroom, she saw Ding Ding sleeping soundly on the big bed. Zhou Jinghui was sitting beside him, quietly, with no expression on her face.

"Zhou Jinghui, why don't you go?" She said with some displeasure.

Zhou Jinghui picked her eyebrows and said helplessly, "I also want to go, but I promised the child that he would open his eyes and see me early tomorrow morning."

"You, you go too far." Jiang Xinyao was so angry that her face turned green.

But he looked innocent and said faintly, "I can't help it. It's Ding Ding's request. I can't let the child down."

"Zhou Jinghui, don't be a good boy here. Please leave. I don't want to see you in my house."

Zhou Jinghui murmured, "you have lived in my house for a long time. Even if I stay here for one night, it is reasonable."

"You are shameless!" Jiang Xinyao roared, "at the beginning, I hated me so much and forced me to leave your apartment. I took my children to stay in the hotel. Now, you still have the face to come here. What's your face made of?"

Zhou Jinghui did not care, did a quiet action, whispered, "Shh, don't talk, will wake up the child."

"You Jiang Xinyao was so angry that she went to the baby room and spent the night in Ding Ding's little bed.

She didn't sleep at all that night. She didn't know why Zhou Jinghui suddenly broke into her life again. He knew everything and knew the reason why she had left, but he didn't keep her. Instead, he turned to marry Li Xinran. For Zhou Jinghui, the cause is still greater than everything.

In the morning, Jiang Xinyao gets up early to make breakfast for Ding Ding Ding. Her daily life is very simple now. She makes breakfast for Ding Ding Ding, sends her to school, goes home to sleep, has a rest, reads and does her own things. Then she goes to school to pick up Ding Ding Ding, makes dinner for Ding Ding Ding, takes Ding Ding for a walk, bathes Ding Ding Ding Ding, and coax ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding to sleep.

Her every day revolves around the child, such a life monotonous but relaxed, full of love and warmth. She regretted that she had not enjoyed such a comfortable life earlier, and that it was so hard for her to live so tired. It turns out that life can be very simple, but she is too complicated.

Ding Ding opens her eyes and sees Zhou Jinghui sitting beside her. He is sure that last night is not a dream.

"Good morning, uncle." The little guy has a sweet mouth.

Zhou Jinghui picked him up from the bed and couldn't help kissing him on the cheek and went to the bathroom.

After washing and washing, they went out, and Jiang Xinyao had finished breakfast.

Ding Ding pulled Zhou Jinghui to the table, and the little adult said, "uncle, eat breakfast. Today is my mother's cooking. Although it's a little bad, it's OK."

Jiang Xinyao nuzui, cold said, "I only do ding ding a person."

Ding Ding Ding suddenly started her small mouth and complained, "Mom, how can you be so stingy? You know my uncle is here. How can I be the only one?"

Zhou Jinghui chuckled and shook his head, as if he didn't mind.

Ding Ding Ding is very heroic and said to Zhou Jinghui, "uncle, I'll give you some cake. Mother's cherry cake is still good. Although it can't compare with Uncle Gu, it's already very powerful."

Hearing that person's name, Zhou Jinghui's originally smiling face immediately frowned.

The child didn't know how to watch his words. He was still saying, "Uncle Gu, the cherry cake made by Uncle Gu is delicious. Uncle Gu was here every day in those days. He would cook it for me every day. Later, uncle Gu had to go to work, and his mother learned how to eat it. It was also delicious."

"Here every day?" Zhou Jinghui repeated in a cold voice.

"Yes, uncle Gu has lived here for a long time. My mother is ill, and no one takes care of me. Uncle Gu takes care of me every day, as well as his mother."

"Sick?" Zhou Jinghui frowned even more."Yes, yes, my mother has been sick for a long time..."

"Ding Ding!" Jiang Xinyao came out of the kitchen. Hearing this, she took a breath and roared, "how can you say that? Your mother didn't teach you not to talk when you eat?"

The little guy spat out his tongue and didn't dare to say more. He drank the milk in the cup with his head buried.

After breakfast, Jiang Xinyao wants to send ding ding to school. She said to Zhou Jinghui without expression, "last night, I told you very clearly. If you don't want to force me to death, please don't appear in front of me again. Ding Ding and I can live better without you."

"What's wrong with it?" All of a sudden he asked, his face was very serious, very serious.

Jiang Xinyao shrugged his shoulders and simply replied, "gastritis is just a minor disease."

"Minor illness?" Zhou Jinghui sneered, "Jiang Xinyao, there's no big deal in your eyes. I've never seen anyone more sensible than you."

Zhou Jinghui said and left, leaving with anger.

Ding Ding Ding comes out from her bedroom with her schoolbag on her back. She is very disappointed to see Zhou Jinghui gone. She asks Jiang Xinyao, "Mom, where is my uncle? He said he would take me to kindergarten. "

"He has something to go." Jiang Xinyao light said, holding his hand out.

All the way, the little guy didn't look very good. When he got to the kindergarten, he suddenly said seriously, "Mom, can you stop fighting with my uncle? I don't like to see you fight. "

Jiang Xinyao reached out and touched his hair and said with a smile, "my mother didn't quarrel with my uncle."

"Will the old uncle come again?"

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