Chapter 4592: You robbed your son for food, excuse me?

Yun Dai put down the tray, touched Yan'er's hair, and said gently: "Yan'er,

you are the first child of your father and me. We have always held the highest

expectations of you. Now you have grown up and done it. Other people’s

husbands and fathers are also the princes of a country. We entrust the entire

Great Week to you, and we will have to work hard for you in the future."

Yan'er kept crying: "Mother, my child can't bear you."

"Farewell to life and death, it is human nature, we will not have any

concerns, and you do not want to be heroic." Yun Dai looked at the tears on

her son's face and laughed, "You will be treated as if we were swimming away

again, just like the past three. Same year."

Yan'er looked back at Zhao Yuanjing: "Is the father going to leave too?"

Zhao Yuanjing said indifferently: "You can't understand the relationship

between me and your mother. If she leaves, I will not stay alone."

Suddenly losing two dear ones at the same time, besides crying, Yan Er didn't

know what else he could use to express his emotions at this time.

But this is life.

There will be many losses in the end.

Compared with most people in this world, Yan'er is already very lucky.

When he slowly calmed down, Yundella sat down, took the hot towel soaked and

wrung out himself, wiped his face, and smiled: "How old is it, I still need my

mother to wash his face."

Yan'er said: "No matter how old the son is, he can be a child in front of his

mother."

"Then you stay here at night and I will cook for you." Yun Dai smiled, "Get up

early and your dad went to catch a few fish in the lake over there. The fresh

ones are very fresh."

"That's my fish." Zhao Yuanjing muttered.

"Shooting your son for food, are you embarrassed?" Yun Dai glanced at him.

"Being his son grabbing Laozi's things, is he embarrassed?" Zhao Yuanjing was

angrily. "You obviously hate me for winning your chess and avenge your

personal revenge."

"You can think what you want, I don't care." Yun Dai stuffed the fruit to

Yan'er, "I picked it from the tree."

"Mother, I don't like to eat fruit." Yan'er said.

"Eating more fruits is good for your health. I know you don't like to eat

sour, and my mother promises you that this fruit has no sour taste, it is

sweet and pure." Yun Dai knows her son's preferences very well. Sit and eat

obediently, talk with your dad, and I'll cook you some good food."

"And me!" Zhao Yuanjing said.

"Wait." Yun Dai gave him a smiling look, rolled her sleeves, and walked

lightly towards the kitchen.

The long hair that was rolled up high faltered in the back of his head.

Just looking at the back, she is no different from the young girl.

No, she is just a little girl even if she looks positively.

Yan'er only feels that the world is making things happen.

The queen mother looks so young and beautiful, and she has a light posture.

Who can think of it, her body is already so bad.

He looked down at the red berries on the plate, only feeling panicked.

"Give me one." Zhao Yuanjing said.

Yan'er returned to his senses and hurriedly put the plate in front of him.

Zhao Yuanjing took one casually, took a bite, and frowned: "It's too sweet,

sweet and tired."

When Yan Er heard that, he took it and said, "The sweetness of fruits is not

greasy, but the sweetness of snacks and candies is what is greasy."

Zhao Yuanjing said, "You have learned a hundred percent from your mother when

you speak."

Yan'er slowly put down the fruit.

He can't eat it anymore.

Zhao Yuanjing said: "You are like this now, what will you do when we are

really dead?"

"Father, don't say that."