Well....
The little boy pursed his lips, and after secretly glancing around, he finally spoke in response:
"I just want to get home quickly!"
That's not a lie.
Ye Wanying did not continue with this question:
What did your dad say?
"Ahem, Dad said, tonight."
tonight?
So urgent?
His gaze instantly fell on the clock on the wall; it was almost four o'clock. His eyebrows twitched noticeably, and he then looked at his beloved son in front of him.
What's the situation with your dad?
The little one instantly clenched his toes, feeling helpless: How did Mommy notice so quickly?
But Dad said we can't tell Mom yet.
The conflicted little man was completely unaware of the rich and varied expressions changing on his face.
"Um... Mommy, Tuanzi doesn't know anything... really, really."
Pfft, that's a worse answer than no answer at all.
Ye Wanying glanced at the little guy in front of her who was actually trying to fool her: Sure enough, the child has grown up and has started to fool his old mother.
However, it's obvious that something is definitely going on.
Moreover, his father probably put a gag order on his precious son.
Ye Wanying didn't intend to expose the villain in front of her. Since the man didn't want her to know for the time being, she would just pretend not to know.
"Alright, put on your apron and help Mom pick vegetables."
If you dare to deceive your mother, then don't blame her for enslaving you.
The little boy, feeling a bit guilty, obediently went to the sofa to the side, found his bib, and brought it over:
"Mommy, Tuanzi can't wear it."
Why....
He sighed, took the bib from his son, and then helped the little one put it on.
"Okay, you know how to pick celery, right? Just pinch off all the leaves."
"meeting."
It's just pinching off the leaves, what's so difficult about that?
The mother and son busied themselves in the kitchen. By the stove, Ye Wanying had already put everything that needed to be blanched into the pot and started cooking, and began cutting meat.
Beside him, the little guy was obediently picking a pile of celery leaves in front of him; his speed was truly impressive.
However, since it was just Ye Wanying's little scheme to begin with, there was no difference between fast and slow.
However, the little guy still felt uneasy, after all, it was the first time he had lied to his mom.
I've been struggling with this ever since I sat down, and now I just can't hold it in any longer:
She called out, "Mommy."
Ye Wanying's hands didn't stop moving; she continued cutting the meat as she responded.
"Um?"
"Uncle Zhao has gone to the capital!"
Is Zhao Shuai going to the capital?
Ye Wanying's worry deepened even further:
"What is he going to the capital for?" I asked.
"I don't know, I heard it from Uncle Wen."
In the little one's mind, this was the only thing he could tell his mother.
Sigh, life is really tough for them!
Ye Wanying showed no emotion on her face, and continued to ask casually, in a very normal tone:
When are you leaving?
"They've already left!"
Is it in such a hurry?
At this moment, Ye Wanying finally stopped what she was doing and looked at her precious son. Seeing the obvious struggle on his face and the slight guilt... cough, Ye Wanying's lips twitched as she saw him.
Of course, I don't plan to make things difficult for my precious son anymore.
Anyway, when the time comes, the man will naturally tell me.
......
While the mother and son were talking about him, Zhao Shuai had already boarded a train bound for the capital with his men.
I didn't bring many people with me, just two clever ones.
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