Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Chapter 626 Don't shed a single tear

But Aunt Feng and Xiao Tao were scared:

When did you come down, young master?

Knowing that the child is here, the two of them will definitely not talk about the topic just now.

Xiaotao was anxious to go up to coax her.

Unexpectedly, the kid was howling, ignoring Xiaotao and Aunt Feng, turned around and ran upstairs.

The two short legs were bouncing quickly, and they went upstairs with a bang bang bang, and the sound of crying followed into the master bedroom.

However, the children are still very sensible, and remember what their father ordered before: Mom is sleeping, so don't disturb her.

In the children's room, the children climbed onto the bed without taking off their shoes, and their little heads got into the quilt.

"Wow ~ wow ~" cry.

Next door, listening to the cub's non-stop crying, someone frowned and could only hang up the phone hastily.

The closer he got to the children's room, the clearer the cub's cries became.

It sounds old and miserable.

The door was left open, and at a glance, there was only a little boy with his butt sticking out of the quilt.

His father couldn't help but feel ashamed at this scene.

After a while, I went in:

"Fu Zhizhou?"

The crying child in the quilt didn't seem to hear it, and continued whimpering.

A few seconds later, his father made a decisive move and threw off the quilt.

The crying stopped suddenly:

"dad?"

Surprised, why is Dad here?

The man had already thrown away the sheet in his hand, hugged his hands, and looked down at the little boy on the bed:

"Fu Zhizhou, what are you doing?"

Isn't this obvious?

The child was stunned for a moment, and finally came to his senses, his small mouth was pressed again in an instant, and the tears in his eyes began to drip down again.

"Father. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh, my little sister" was crying, not forgetting to shake his father's trouser legs.

The man let go of his encircled hands, and then picked up the crying kid with tears all over his face with one hand, and hugged him in his arms:

"knew?"

The kid nodded and sobbed:

"Congee porridge overheard what Grandma Feng and sister Xiaotao were saying, Dad, is my sister really gone?" asked.

The man also pondered for a long moment before humming.

Sure enough, the child became even more sad:

"Woo. Why?"

The man hugged the cub in his arms tightly:

"The reason, you will understand when you grow up."

Not only the kid is sad, but his father is also dying of pain.

It's just that, a big man, it's impossible to cry like a brat.

There are many things that can only be endured in the heart.

After all, the most sad thing is that the father and son still can't occupy the side.

"Fu Zhizhou, you can cry whatever you want now, but when you come out of this door again, if you dare to shed a tear, you can go back to the old house, and you don't have to follow me and your mother anymore."

Um?

The sobbing child paused when he heard this:

"dad?"

Why does crying have such serious consequences?

The man looked down at the little man in his arms:

"Do you remember?"

Didn't answer anything.

The child pouted, but finally nodded in agreement.

After that, the child was carried by his father to the small bathroom in the children's room to wash his face and hands.

After everything was done, the father and son returned to the master bedroom together.

The child's steps were lighter than before, and he quietly reached the bedside without making a sound, but his eyes were still red and moist.

At this moment, Aunt Feng came to the door and called softly: