Sweet Wife, be Good!

Lan Feng was not talking, Zhou Zhuo also remained silent.

Seeing his son over there having fun, Zhou Zhuo walked over there in silence.

Lan Feng also followed.

The children are tired from running and are chatting together.

One said: "My parents both work in Jingyuan. I came back for the summer vacation. After the summer vacation, I will go back! Dad also said to take me to Disneyland!"

"I've been there already! My mother said that when I get into the second grade, she will take me to the United States to play."

"My dad is an engineer and can build high-speed rail. The fastest high-speed rail this year was built by my dad!"

"My dad is more powerful. The rocket they made can be launched."

"My dad is the best. He and my mom took me on a plane trip."

My child, you are talking with each other, Zhou Zui is looking at them, so envious.

He had only seen a lot of things on TV, but everything was so strange that he would forget it after seeing it.

He was born in a small town, and he has never even taken the subway.

There are also airplanes, he knows, and he has seen them on TV, but he has never taken it.

Mom said that he would take him to do it, but Dad said it's good to live here, it's not necessary.

He suddenly said: "How big is the plane, so small, can it really be a person? Can it really fly?"

The other children laughed and said proudly: "Of course you can! Your parents definitely don't love you and won't take you on a plane!"

Zhou Youyi blinked his eyes and filled with tears of grievance. He didn't know whether his parents loved him or not. Anyway, his father always said that he loved him very much, but he loved him so much that he was not allowed to run around.

He really didn't understand why.

Xiao Yao squatted down and hugged him: "The only one who doesn't cry, my father loves the only one, doesn't he? And my father is also very good. My father has made many good movies, and he is no worse than their father."

Zhou Youyi smiled suddenly and nodded heavily.

Lan Feng and Zhou Zhuo walked over very slowly and happened to see this scene.

Zhou Zhuo's pace just now was very fast, and now it is becoming slower and slower.

In the past six years, he has spent his time and thoughts on his wife and children, but is all this really too much?

Xiao Yao patted Zhou's only head: "Let's go play for a while."

The children don't hold grudges, and they quickly forgot what they said just now. They didn't know what to think of, and they ran wildly, and their childish laughter was heard everywhere.

Zhou Zhuo was silent for a long, long time.

In the evening, Zhou Zhuo went back with Zhou Youyi, saying that he wanted to return the script to Lan Feng. When he left, he seemed to have forgotten the same and still took the script away.

Xiao Yao turned her head to look at Lan Feng: "I don't know, has he thought about it clearly."

"I don't know. Actually, I suspect that he has depression. He was too worried about his wife and children at the beginning, and this symptom was not discovered, so it has continued to this day.

Xiao Yao was slightly surprised: "No way?"

"I can feel it, after all, I also experienced it when I was a kid." Lan Feng showed a smile.

Xiao Yao asked with some worry: "When you were a kid?"

Lan Feng reached out and grabbed her hand and said, "Yes, my parents passed away early. Although my grandfather and aunt treated me very well, they still had a very dark time when I was young. Fortunately, I found out early and passed by. The intervention of doctors and psychologists didn't matter much later."