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Chapter 2: Aunt Song Ying, can you be my guardian?(2/2)

At this time, Lin Wufeng had just rushed back from get off work, and Lin Dongzhe was already screaming with hunger.

"You are Qin Hao, kid. Sit down quickly. From now on, you will treat this place as your home."

Lin Wufeng also learned about what happened from his neighbors, but he did not blame Song Ying. If it were another family, it would have been a big deal. After all, raising more children is a big deal.

"Thank you, Uncle Lin." Qin Hao sat down on the chair with a well-behaved look. He has traveled through so many worlds and has some experience pretending to be a child.

Song Ying cast a grateful look at her husband, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

"Mom, I'm hungry, I'm almost starving to death." Lin Dongzhe held his stomach with an exaggerated expression.

Song Ying rolled her eyes at him angrily: "Okay, I got it, I'll cook for you now. Lin Wufeng, you are still giggling here, look at your son who is as dirty as a mud monkey, why don't you give him a quick wash?"

bath."

"Okay, I'll wash him." Lin Wufeng said and grabbed Lin Dongzhe to take a bath.

Qin Hao was sitting a little bored, and Song Ying had already walked over with a can of yellow peach.

"Good boy, eat."

Qin Hao did not go to pick her up: "Aunt Song Ying, you don't need to take special care of me. I feel uncomfortable if you do this. And from now on, just call me Haozi. My parents call me that."

"This kid talks like a little adult, so Auntie won't accompany you and goes to cook first." Song Ying touched Qin Hao's head with compassion.

"Well, Aunt Song Ying, you can go and do your work. You don't have to cook my food. I've eaten before."

"Eat as much as you like, don't worry, you can't eat enough for your Aunt Song. Your Aunt Song has a double income."

While Song Ying went to cook, Lin Wufeng finally finished bathing Lin Dongzhe. This little guy was dark and fat, with a rather strong body. He just couldn't sit still for a moment. As soon as he entered the room, he curiously approached Qin Hao.

"This was all done by your second uncle and second aunt. Why are you so stupid? Stand there and let them beat you. Can't you run away?"

Lin Wufeng's face turned dark and he scolded: "Lin Dongzhe, what nonsense are you talking about."

Lin Dongzhe muttered: "It's not even possible to ask."

"Run? Where can you run? Don't you want to go home in the end?" Qin Hao didn't care and answered casually.

Upon hearing this, Lin Wufeng secretly sighed at this child's maturity.

Lin Dongzhe thought for a while: "It seems so, but every time I run out and wait for dinner, my mother won't hit me."

With that said, Lin Dongzhe patted Qin Hao on the shoulder again: "If they hit you again in the future, just tell me and I will protect you."

Just as Song Ying was bringing out the dishes, her expression changed, she grabbed Lin Dongzhe's ear and shouted: "Your brother Qin Hao is injured, please try to touch him again, not lightly or seriously."

Lin Dongzhe gritted his teeth in pain and could only try to ask Lin Wufeng for help.

However, his father, who had always been doting on him, this time made matters worse and slapped him in the face.

"Don't touch your brother Qin Hao until he recovers from his injuries, otherwise be careful with your butt."

Lin Dongzhe pursed his lips in dissatisfaction: "Humph, I won't touch you if you don't want to."

"Eat, eat, Haozi."

"Then I'm not welcome."

"This will be your home from now on. Aunt Song and your Uncle Lin are your family. Why are you so polite to us?"

Lin Dongzhe was not happy when he heard this, and held his mouth shut: "There is still me."

"Haha, yes, and you, how could I forget this little ancestor of yours." Song Ying covered her mouth and chuckled.

After dinner, Qin Hao rejected Song Ying's invitation to sleep with Lin Dongzhe.

"Aunt Song, I have to go back and watch, otherwise they will move all the furniture in the room. That was left to me by my parents and cannot be given to them."

Song Ying and Lin Wufeng sighed as they looked at Qin Hao's frail figure as he left.
Chapter completed!
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