Ji Shuyang hugged Huo Xiaoxiao, feeling very uncomfortable.
He was brought up by his sister, and ever since he knew his sister was pregnant, he never wanted to kill that bastard Huo Suicheng.
From the first time he saw Xiao Xiao, he decided that he would never let Xiao Xiao grow up with that bastard Huo Suicheng.
He couldn't take Xiao Xiao away two years ago, and Huo Suicheng broke a leg, and now he still hates it.
If someone told him to reconcile with Huo Suicheng before today, he would definitely blow that person's head off on the spot.
But now it is Huo Xiaoxiao, his niece who is talking to him!
"Little, you are still young, you don't understand, the relationship between me and your father... is really complicated, it can't be explained clearly in a few words, let alone..."
"Uncle..." Huo Xiaoxiao forcibly forced himself to cry, and looked up at him with teary eyes, "Does uncle have to go abroad? Will he leave me when he meets me? If he doesn't come back for fifteen years, uncle will return Will you remember me?"
The child's short breath fell on his neck, and Ji Shuyang's heart was softer than the surface of the water blown by the breeze, "Of course I remember..."
"Then I definitely don't remember uncle."
"..." Ji Shuyang suddenly had the illusion that he couldn't handle the child in front of him.
"Uncle," Huo Xiaoxiao saw that he always refused to agree to himself, took out his trump card, rubbed it on his neck, twisted his body, and said in a voice so sweet that he could tire him to death: "Uncle won't go, Xiaoxiao likes Uncle so much, Xiaoxiao won’t let Uncle go! Uncle promise Xiaoxiao, please, Dad promised me that he won’t do anything.”
... Huo Xiaoxiao shuddered suddenly.
I tried to imagine my performance in my mind, and felt that I was twisting like a caterpillar now.
She paid too much for her father!
"Okay, okay!" Ji Shuyang couldn't resist Huo Xiaoxiao's offensive of tears and coquettishness, so he agreed, "Uncle promises you, I won't leave."
"Really?" Huo Xiaoxiao smiled through tears, with tears still hanging on his eyelashes, and said happily: "Uncle is not leaving?"
Ji Shuyang reached out to wipe the tears off her cheeks, "Well, I'm not leaving."
"Then...then after school today, can uncle go home with me?"
"Today? Going home with you?" Ji Shu waved his hand.
"Yeah, you go home with me, meet Dad, and... tell Dad who asked you to frame him."
"..." Ji Shuyang hesitated.
It's okay not to go, but go to Huo's house today? He really wasn't ready for it.
He didn't know whether the little novel was true or false.
It doesn't matter if it's true, if it's false, wouldn't going to Huo's house be a sheep's way to a tiger's mouth
Ji Shuyang suddenly felt a little pain in his leg.
Huo Xiaoxiao looked at his expression, and added another fire, "Uncle, are you afraid of my father?"
Questioned by a kid
Can this be tolerated
"Don't talk nonsense at such a young age, how could uncle be afraid of your father?"
"Then you and I go to see Dad today, and he will definitely make peace with you!"
Ji Shuyang sighed quietly, "Uncle this afternoon..."
"Then it's settled. I leave school at three o'clock in the afternoon. Uncle remembers to wait for me at the school gate. I won't go home until I see him! Goodbye, uncle!" After Gulu finished bubbling, he ran away.
"... There's still something to do." Ji Shuyang finished what he hadn't finished, looked at Huo Xiaoxiao's jumping back, scratched his head with both hands, and plucked his hair helplessly.
His niece would really give him problems.
Go to Huo's house at three o'clock in the afternoon and meet Huo Suicheng...
He and Huo Suicheng have a sworn feud! Why did he agree to Xiaoxiao's flight at three o'clock in the afternoon
—
At three o'clock in the afternoon, at the gate of the kindergarten.
Aunt Zhao took Xiao Xiao to say goodbye to other children, and when she was about to get in the car to go home, Xiao Xiao grabbed Aunt Zhao.
"Auntie, wait a minute."
"Who else is Xiao Xiao who didn't say goodbye?"
"No, I made an agreement with my uncle this afternoon to wait for him here."
"uncle?"
Huo Xiaoxiao nodded, "Yes, the uncle who gave me the gift."
She pointed to the driver who was putting gifts on the car not far away.
"Uncle..." Aunt Zhao had heard about Little Mother, but she had never heard about Uncle.
"Xiao Xiao, what are you waiting for uncle?"
"Uncle said that he wants to go back to see Dad with me. It's three o'clock, and he should be here soon. Auntie, you can wait with me."
"Okay, Auntie will wait with you."
Parents come and go to pick up their children at the gate of the kindergarten, and the traffic is gradually becoming rare.
"Xiao Xiao, we have been waiting for twenty minutes, is your uncle still here?"
"Come, he will definitely come!"
Huo Xiaoxiao has no idea.
Ji Shuyang seems to be quite unreliable, and it is not impossible to leave her and go abroad.
Wen Yang and Su Yuanqing framed her father. Ji Shuyang was the key point. If he really left, where would he start
Wen Yang and Su Yuanqing have the aura of male and female protagonists, and the young protagonist finally killed the old and cunning villain.
Although her father has now escaped from the villain's behavior, what if he can't escape the end and can't do it with these two? She didn't want to see her father being knocked to the ground by Wen Yang's punch, and there was no room for him to turn over when he stepped on it.
... No, no, this scene hurt her dad too much, I can't think about it anymore!
Waited another ten minutes.
"Xiao Xiao, you have been waiting for half an hour. Do you have a phone number from uncle? Auntie will call for you and ask?"
"I don't have his number."
What a mistake, should have asked his phone number.
Huo Xiaoxiao thought angrily.
"Is Xiao Xiao still waiting?"
Huo Xiaoxiao glanced at the gradually thinning crowd on both sides of the street, and sighed, "Let's go."
Aunt Zhao smiled and patted her head, "Xiao Xiao, it's okay, your uncle probably has something to delay, wait for you to see him next time, and then invite him to sit at home, okay?"
"Yeah." Huo Xiaoxiao nodded in dismay.
Probably there will be no next time, Ji Shuyang must have gone abroad.
"Xiaoxiao!" A panting person came from a distance, and ran to Huo Xiaoxiao with long legs all the way, gasping for breath.
Huo Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, "Uncle!"
Ji Shuyang panted heavily, and passed a cake in his hand, "Uncle... went to buy dessert for you."
"Thank you, uncle!" Huo Xiaoxiao happily took it, looked up at Aunt Zhao, "Auntie, this is my uncle."
Aunt Zhao looked at Ji Shuyang and said with a smile, "Hello, I don't know what to call you?"
"Ji Shuyang, you can just call me Shuyang."
Aunt Zhao said politely, "Mr. Ji."
Ji Shuyang waved his hands, but didn't care too much, looked at Xiaoxiao, "Let's go, uncle will go back with you."
"Ok!"
When the two got into the car, the driver in the driver's seat took another look at Ji Shuyang.
"This is my uncle, I will tell Dad."
The driver didn't say much, stepped on the accelerator and drove away slowly.
"Have you been waiting for uncle for a long time?"
"Well, after waiting for you for half an hour, my aunt and I thought you wouldn't come."
Ji Shuyang raised his eyebrows and smiled, with a youthful look, "Of course uncle will do what he promised you, but—I heard that your grandfather is also at home, right?"
"Grandpa is at home, so you don't have to worry about Dad breaking your leg. With Grandpa here, he won't let Dad do this."
Ji Shuyang glanced at Aunt Zhao, and smiled guilty twice.
Before coming here, he didn't really believe that Huo Suicheng was framed. He asked his old classmate about the situation of the ancient tomb, and then asked about Qian Dachuan's situation in the police station through his relationship, and then went to Qian Dachuan's wife to verify the facts. After understanding these, I realized that I was really being used as a gun.
Hurry up, but fortunately his niece has been waiting for him for him.
Soon, Huo Mansion arrived.
Huo Xiaoxiao got off the car and took Ji Shuyang all the way into the mansion.
"Dad won't be home until seven in the evening. I'll take you to see grandpa. Grandpa is very nice. Don't be afraid."
Ji Shuyang smiled, "...what am I afraid of?"
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Uncle Chen coming down the stairs, holding a thick coat in his hand.
"Uncle Chen, is grandpa upstairs?"
"The old man is in the backyard." Chen Bo looked at Ji Shuyang, "This is..."
"This is my uncle. I'll take him back to see Dad."
"So it's my little uncle." Uncle Chen's face remained unchanged, "Please sit down, and I'll help the old man come here."
Mr. Huo is watering the flowers in the garden. In the early winter season, many precious flower seeds planted in the garden have withered. The old man had to water these potted flowers in the cold wind on a whim.
Uncle Chen put his heavy coat on the old man and said, "Old man, there are guests at home."
"guest?"
"Yes, the guest brought back by Xiaoxiao is a young man, who is said to be Xiaoxiao's uncle."
Mr. Huo heard the words, handed the watering pot to Uncle Chen, turned and went into the building.
In the living room, Aunt Zhao brought Ji Shuyang a cup of tea, and Ji Shuyang sat on the sofa, quite at a loss.
"Uncle, don't be nervous, my father and grandpa are very good people."
"..." As soon as Ji Shuyang stepped in, seeing the family portrait on the wall, his legs hurt.
Mr. Huo walked into the living room, looked at the young man on the sofa, and said with a smile, "Xiao Xiao, which guest did you bring to your house?"
"Grandpa," Huo Xiaoxiao ran to Mr. Huo, "this is my uncle. I brought him to find Dad."
"Looking for dad?" Old Mr. Huo sat down opposite Ji Shuyang, looked at him calmly, and said kindly, "Are you the little uncle?"
Ji Shuyang sat down with his legs together, "Hello, old sir, my name is Ji Shuyang."
Before coming here, I thought that since it is Huo Suicheng's father, it must not be easy to deal with, but it was only when I was close to my eyes that I realized that it was really the same as the novel, and the old man was quite kind and kind.
Ji Shuyang's hanging heart relaxed a lot.
"Ji Shuyang, I've heard of you," the old man glanced at Ji Shuyang's legs, "Legs..."
"It's all right! It's all good!"
Huo Suicheng broke his leg two years ago, Mr. Huo heard from Huo Suicheng, and Huo Suicheng did too much to say that this kind of thing broke the sky.
"Aunt Zhao, you take Xiao Xiao upstairs to play for a while, I have something to talk to my little uncle. Xiao Xiao, be obedient, go up and play with Aunt Zhao first, and come down later after Grandpa and your uncle finish chatting ,OK?"
"it is good!"
Aunt Zhao looked at people and acted, and hurriedly took Huo Xiaoxiao upstairs.
As soon as Huo Xiaoxiao left, Mr. Huo spoke more directly.
"He told me about Suicheng breaking your leg back then, and he did it wrong."
Ji Shuyang smiled, "Actually, I did something wrong back then. I went to the hospital without saying hello to you..."
"Since you know that you have something wrong, then what happened back then will be written off?"
Ji Shuyang was polite, how could he know that the old man was even more polite than him.
"Old man, although I was at fault for what happened back then, Huo Suicheng broke one of my legs, and now..."
"Didn't you just say that your legs are better?" Mr. Huo changed the subject, and his easy-going tone was a little sharper, as if taking off the mask of his kind and kind appearance in front of Huo Xiaoxiao, "I will give you a picture of what happened back then." Confess, I will let my son take responsibility for what he did wrong, and I will compensate you for all your losses until you are satisfied."
Ji Shuyang opened his mouth, "Mister, I..."
"I can't promise you anything except money. You may think that I'm bullying you, but there is no absolute fairness in this world. If I don't talk to you, there is nothing you can do, isn't it?"
Ji Shuyang also knew in his heart that it was impossible to hold Huo Suicheng responsible for what happened back then.
"... That's right."
Seeing that he let go, Mr. Huo lowered his eyebrows and asked again: "Then let's talk now, why did you frame my son with a piece of evidence that doesn't exist this time?"
I don't know if it's his own illusion, Ji Shuyang saw a bit of Huo Suicheng's shadow in the old man.
Thoughts flashed by.
Ji Shuyang wished he could slap himself.
Father and son, father and son, how could the two be alike
He was really fooled by that little guy today, what amiability, the old man in front of him and Huo Suicheng are just the difference between a young and strong wolf and an old wolf, there is no difference at all.