Back To The 90s: The Resilient Daughter-In-Law-Chapter 2007 - 2026: Peerless Scumbag Dad (Part 5)
"..." Fu Xinwu covered his mouth in shock and cautiously asked, "Does your Aunt Nan Fei know?" ๐๐ซ๐๐ฒ๐๐๐ฏ๐๐จ๐ง๐๐.๐๐ ๐ฆ
"She doesnโt know! Little Uncle said heโs a man and canโt let mom worry about him. He wants to protect mom." The little bean was quite troubled: "Mom, do you think we should tell Aunt Nan Fei? So she can keep an eye on the Chief?"
"Hmm..." Fu Xinwu hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "You go chat with Lanshan first, leave this kind of thing to me."
"Alright then!"
So the two good friends began their merry chat again. Mostly, it was the little bean talking, carefully asking about all the big and small things that happened over the past half month, like whether the little baby was tired during field training, if it was tough, or if anywhere felt uncomfortable.
Of course, the main thing was to tell the little baby that if anyone dared to bully him, he should definitely mention the name Yu Wenxu, and he would avenge the little baby.
One could say it was very considerate.
Fu Xinwu, listening on the side to these two little kiddos conversing like adults with such seriousness, nearly laughed herself into internal injuries.
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Huo Familyโ
The little baby chatted with Yu Wenxu for a long time, finally hung up the phone, and feeling a bit thirsty, he got down from the sofa. Like a little adult, he walked steadily to pour himself some water. Since he wasnโt tall enough to reach the bottle, he had to move a small stool to stand on it and managed with great effort to pour himself half a cup of water.
Sitting quietly alone on the small stool, he slowly drank the water.
Huo Beijiang, feeling triumphant, came downstairs and was shocked to see his son gone! His smile immediately froze, and he almost leapt down the stairs in two strides.
"Lanshan?" Why isnโt this little rascal in the living room?
Huo Beijiang called out and hurriedly looked everywhere. Little Huo Lanshan was sitting on the kitchen stool so small, and the stool was so low that it almost went unnoticed. If it werenโt for Huo Beijiangโs sharp eyes and keen senses, he might not have spotted him.
When he saw his son holding a glass with both hands and drinking water with those big, bright eyes, his heart suddenly ached. For the first time, he wondered if he had really been too hard on his son?
It was simply pitiful. Sitting alone, drinking water, not even complaining when bullied, was so understanding that it almost broke through Huo Beijiangโs shameless, bottomless, and heartless defenses.
"Dad." The little baby saw his dad come over, paused his drinking, and looked at Huo Beijiang with a curious gaze, seriously asking, "Is there something wrong?" Why did dad look so off?
The son was so well-behaved, how could he bear to be harsh?
Huo Beijiang squatted in front of the little baby, reaching out to gently rub his sonโs head twice. The sonโs hair was soft and smooth, feeling great, so Huo Beijiang couldnโt resist rubbing it a couple more times.
If it were any other child, they might have been dissatisfied by now, but the little baby was different. He obediently let dad rub his hair and, seeing dad was not satisfied, even leaned forward slightly to make it more convenient. One could say he was very cooperative.
Oh dear!
Huo Beijiang thought to himself that this wasnโt good; his son had been bullied to the point of submitting without resistance. His son, Huo Beijiangโs son, if he were anything, should be a hero, not a coward.
Unfazed, Huo Beijiang withdrew his hand, "Ahem... Son! Iโm taking you to the hospital tomorrow."
