Clearly, the stewed chicken has been replaced with stewed duck, but the soup base remains the same; the desired answer is the same.
"Sister-in-law, aren't you deliberately making things difficult for me..." Political Commissar Wen immediately put on a wronged face.
"No way, I didn't ask you about military secrets. This question doesn't involve anything, does it?" If you really want to know the answer, why don't you just go and see who came back one by one?
Political Commissar Wen sighed, forced into a corner: "Both groups of team members have returned, sister-in-law, I really can only say this much. If I continue, I'll be locked in the dark room..."
Having obtained the answer he wanted, he decided not to make things difficult for the distressed Political Commissar Wen any further: "Don't worry, at this stage, it doesn't qualify you to be sent to the 'little black room'."
As she spoke, she waved to her son, who was sitting by the flower bed: "Sweetie, it's time to go home."
The little man was still sulking, his feet trampling over a pile of weeds. Hearing the sound, he looked up and said, "Oh," before getting up.
.........
On the way, the little guy kept pouting, his face full of anger, clearly very upset.
"Little Tuan Brother?"
No one answered.
"Brother Tuanzi?"
The little one gave a soft hum, but still didn't speak.
Yingying's lips twitched several times in succession: "Cough, baby, answer Mommy."
"No...Mom is lying!"
After the little guy finished yelling, he seemed to realize what he had done and quickly covered his mouth with his hand, then quickened his pace forward on his short legs.
Dad clearly didn't come back; Mom was just lying to herself!
Ye Wanying, of course, understood the reason for the little one's awkwardness, and helplessly reached out to grab the little one's collar. Mother and child faced each other, one standing and the other squatting.
"Okay, Mommy was wrong. I said Daddy was back without even knowing what was going on. Can you forgive Mommy this once, Tuanzi?"
Should I forgive him or not?
Of course -- yes!
After hearing her mother's apology, the little one's upturned lips finally softened, and she nodded heavily, saying, "Mm."
puff....
Why do I find my awkward son so adorable?
Since her son was still angry and had finally calmed down, she decided not to provoke him further: "How about we wait for Daddy to come back together?"
Unexpectedly, the little one suddenly asked, "What else can we do if we don't wait?" His little face was so mature for his age.
"Okay, okay, let's do it this way." He pinched his son's cheek, which still felt incredibly soft.
.........
When Ye Yuechen came out, she saw the mother and son not far away, and her cold face softened instantly.
"Uncle Ye." The sharp-eyed little guy spotted Ye Yuechen over there.
Tuanzi knew perfectly well that the person in front of her was not her uncle, but her maternal uncle, but her mother said that she couldn't call him maternal uncle now, so she could only call him uncle.
For Ye Yuechen, there is no difference between uncle and maternal uncle; it's not that the relationship doesn't exist just because he doesn't call his maternal uncle.
He walked up to the little man, picked him up, and tossed him into the air.
"Hahaha... It's so high!"
The soft, sweet laughter of the little dumpling immediately filled the air.
He tossed it around for a while before stopping: "Are you happy?"
"I'm so happy! Uncle Ye, let's play again~~"
"good!"
Major Ye is now a typical doting father to his nephew. He would never refuse his nephew's request to play. In an instant, Tuanzi's giggles rang out again.
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