"This is Mr. Zhao!" Yu Jingxi, who went to pick up this gentleman, introduced to everyone.

Wen Rufeng hurriedly said, "Hello, Mr. Zhao. My little granddaughter kept crying and asking for his father. Do you think this is...my son is in the house and hasn't left yet?"

Mo Ang, who was standing aside, frowned when he heard this.

"Don't worry, let me take a look first!" Mr. Zhao said calmly, and then looked at every corner of the yard with a sharp look.

The Yu family also held their breath and did not dare to make a slight sound.

Mr. Zhao said again, "Is the child inside?"

"Yes!" Wen Rufeng said.

"Then I'll go in and take a look!" After saying that, Mr. Zhao walked into the house.

Xinxin, who was in Wang Ma's arms, continued to cry. "Pull out..."

Mr. Zhao first looked at the child, then looked around.

After a long time, he turned around.

Wen Rufeng asked, "Mr. Zhao, how about it? Are there any problems in the house?"

"No, the house is very clean." Mr. Zhao said.

"Why did the child always call him dad?" Wen Rufeng asked puzzledly. "The child's dad has passed away, so I wondered if it was my son... I was worried about the child and came back to see the child."

Mr. Zhao looked at the child. "The child's eyes were clear, his qi and veins were full, and his seal hall was clear. The child was not frightened at all, or had any unclean things entangled. The reason why the child cried was probably because he missed his father!"

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, but I still don’t understand.

Wen Rufeng said in particular. "But our child has never seen his father at all. How could he miss his father?"

"I don't know how to explain this. I can only help. I'm sorry." Mr. Zhao is about to leave now.

Wen Rufeng quickly asked someone to give Mr. Zhao a red envelope.

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, Xinxin, who was crying suddenly burst into tears, louder than before. "Wow...wow..."

"Don't cry, don't cry." Mother Wang tried hard to hold the child.

But Xinxin's calves were particularly strong and she twisted her body hard.

It is like a small fish that cannot be lost, and it is moving everywhere in its body, making people unable to catch it at all.

Mother Wang exclaimed loudly. "Hurry, I can't hold it anymore, hurry up and take it."

An Ning is closest to the child, so I want to hug you.

But as soon as she took a step, a black shadow ran to her and caught the child first.

Mother Wang was relieved. "It was so dangerous, I almost threw the child out."

An Ning also breathed a sigh of relief, and then she found that the child had stopped crying.

Xiao Xinxin, who was held in Mo Ang's arms, stopped crying, looked at Mo Ang with wide eyes, and then smiled.

The white and tender little hands stroked Mo Ang’s cheeks, and a lot of saliva came out. “Pull out…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull…pull”

The whole family was stunned. It was obvious that this little girl regarded Mo An as her father.

Mo Ang kissed the child's little hand that was placed on his thin lips.

"Gaga..." The child smiled happily.

This pleasant voice really embarrasses the whole family...

Especially An Ning, I quickly wanted to take the child back. "Xinxin, this is not a father, come to my mother quickly."

"Woo... pull out... pull out..." The little girl started crying again, and she cried even more heartbreakingly.

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