"But people in the town are saying that uncle is your father, and I think you two look quite similar," said Yang Wei.

Jing Yi's appearance is extraordinary, and his daughter is naturally not bad either. The appearance of the family of three is the best in this small town.

Yun Jiao scratched his head.

Ever since she could remember, her mother told her that her father was dead.

She longed for her father's love and liked Uncle Jing very much, but she would not scream as long as her mother didn't speak.

"We kids have no right to interfere in adults' affairs. As long as my mother lives well, it doesn't matter what Uncle Jing's identity is." Although she is young, she is very sensible.

Yang Wei's chubby hands scratched his forehead, "Aren't you curious?"

"What are you curious about?"

"I'm curious that a grown man lives in your house, but you can't call him dad."

"Then I'm even more curious, why did a little man like you come to my house for dinner? Didn't your mother cook?"

“…”

Specious arguments.

The two of them whispered to each other and argued for a while, which Yunying heard. She quickly opened the door and called the two children in.

"Mother, Uncle Jing!"

"Aunt Yun, Uncle Jing!"

The two children stood side by side and greeted each other politely and loudly.

"Wash your hands and get ready for dinner." Yun Ying said with a smile, "Yang Wei, we are busy with the autumn harvest recently. Your mother has to do farm work and comes home very late every day. For the next half month, you have to come to our house for dinner."

Everyone in the town is a neighbor, and helping each other is the norm.

"Thank you Auntie Yun!"

The two children washed their hands, sat side by side at the table, and waited obediently and quietly.

Yunying served the dishes, and Jingyi came over with bowls and chopsticks of rice, and served four bowls one by one. His slender fingers were strong and powerful, very beautiful, and Yang Wei was a little stunned.

He always felt that this uncle was of great importance and had a high status, but he was willing to live in a small town incognito and accompany Aunt Yun.

"What's wrong?" Jing Yi noticed his gaze and asked.

Yang Wei quickly lowered his head and ate his meal obediently, "Auntie Yun's dishes are delicious! Yun Jiao, why do you eat such delicious dishes every day and still remain so thin? Are you too picky about food?"

"I'm not picky about food, it's my genetic trait."

Since her parents are not fat, she is naturally not fat either.

Jing Yi picked up a few mushrooms and put them into Yun Ying's bowl. He asked Yang Wei, "Where is your father?"

In the town, Yang Wei lives with his mother, but has never seen his father, nor any relatives, in-laws, or good friends. It seems that the mother and son are truly isolated from the world.

Yang Wei's hand holding the chopsticks was a little tight, "I heard that my father married another woman and kicked my mother out. At that time, my mother was still pregnant and I was not yet born..."

The topic suddenly became serious.

Yun Jiao said quickly: "Auntie Yang is so gentle and kind, but your father still doesn't like her. He is blind and will definitely regret it in the future!"

"Um!"

Yang Wei raised his head vigorously, and soon cheered up. He looked at Yun Jiao and said seriously:

"I will not be like my father, who changes his mind every now and then. From now on, I will treat my wife faithfully and protect her. No matter we are rich or poor, we will be together forever!"

Yun Jiao thought his idea was great and gave him a thumbs up to express her praise.

After she finished praising him, she found that Yang Wei was staring at her closely with sharp eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.

Look what she does...

Is there something dirty on her face?

After dinner.

Yun Jiao's favorite thing to do every day is to watch her mother and Uncle Jing being affectionate. No, it can't be said to be affectionate. They are just the ordinary little things in life, but they are full of warmth and love.