"Han Jie, if something happens, don't hide it from me!" Mrs. Sheng was unusually stern, and looked straight at him.
Where did Han Jie dare to look at her, he quickly lowered his head respectfully, "Han Jie dare not."
Old Madam Sheng looked at him coldly for a long while, seeing that he hadn't let go, she was immediately discouraged by the pretended severity: "Forget it, you go down."
Han Jie breathed a sigh of relief immediately, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and he quickly stepped back.
When he was leaving, Shengyu just came back from school, got out of the car, and ran into the house with his schoolbag on his back: "Grandma, I'm back!"
Han Jie frowned, looking at the small ball, his heart was very complicated.
"Grandma, is Dad out yet?" Sheng Yu thought of Sheng Dong who had never left the study as soon as he got home.
He hasn't seen Dad for days.
Mrs. Sheng helped him take down his schoolbag: "Not yet."
The little guy frowned, a little unhappy: "Isn't Dad finished yet? Yuyu misses him already."
"Your father, a brat, doesn't know what the hell he's doing, so we don't care about him."
Even though he said so, Mrs. Sheng still went to the kitchen to supervise the dishes made tonight.
In addition to what Sheng Lao likes to eat, there are also Sheng Dong's favorite dishes.
She didn't know what happened to Shengdong, but she always felt that something must have happened.
Since he was a child, he loved this grandson the most. He has had a hard time these years, and Mrs. Sheng inevitably began to feel sorry for him again.
Weng Ling took out the specially prepared fruit salad from the refrigerator and served it to Yuyu.
Inside are the fruits that the little guy usually likes to eat, especially his favorite cantaloupe.
But today the little guy couldn't cheer up.
"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?" Weng Ling asked him with a smile.
"Aunt Lingling, why isn't dad coming out? Isn't he hungry? I want to leave these fruits for him to eat, okay?"
What a sensible child.
In fact, Weng Ling is also a little worried, it will be three days soon.
She didn't know what happened, but she vaguely guessed that it might have something to do with Wen Xiaoxiao.
Because apart from Wen Xiaoxiao, she really couldn't think of anyone who would have such a great influence on Shengdong.
"Aunt Lingling, is Dad too hungry to walk?"
Seeing Shengyu's eyes widened in worry, Weng Ling took advantage of the situation and said, "It's also possible, otherwise Yuyu should go and have a look, and send him this fruit by the way."
Weng Ling felt that Sheng Dong usually loves Yuyu the most. No matter whether he is worried or because he really has so much work, he is so busy that he doesn't even have time to eat. Anyway, Yuyu personally sent him there. I won't lose my temper with children.
Besides, that was Yuyu's wish.
They have been worrying about the situation in the study all the time, and it is most appropriate for Yuyu to go to see it.
Weng Ling thought this way, she originally had good intentions, but how did she know that the last thing Shengdong wants to see now is Yuyu.
"Okay! I'll take it to Dad. He must have passed out from hunger." Shengyu smiled happily, jumped off the sofa with a transparent glass bowl in his hand, and ran upstairs happily.
"Father! Have you fainted from hunger? Yuyu brought you delicious food." Shengyu patted on the door of the study room, put his ear on the door, and waited for a long time, but there was no sound from inside.
He grinned amusedly, maybe his father was so hungry that he didn't even have the energy to speak.
He raised his hand and unscrewed the door of the study room, poked his little head in through the crack of the door, and shouted obediently and crisply: "Father!"
But looking around, there was no sign of Sheng Dong in the study.
"Dad?" Sheng Yu panicked inexplicably, opened the door and ran in: "Where are you, Dad?"
Although the study room is large, the room is square, and it is the kind of layout where one can tell at a glance that there is no place to hide.
Did dad go out
Sheng Yu stared around again with his black eyes, and made sure that Sheng Dong was not in the room, so he wanted to run back and call Aunt Lingling, but he turned around suddenly just as he ran to the door.
The little man suddenly widened his eyes, and saw a pair of men's feet protruding from under the table.
He hurried over and saw Sheng Dong lying on the ground with his eyes open, expressionless, as if he was dead.
"Dad! What's wrong with you, Dad?"
Sheng Yu was so frightened that his voice trembled, seeing the motionless Sheng Dong, tears welled up in his eyes.
Obviously her legs trembled with fright, but she still moved towards him step by step.
The little ball squatted in front of him, holding the bowl of fruit salad stubbornly with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to pat Sheng Dong's face: "Dad, what's wrong with you, Daddy, don't scare Yuyu, I am afraid."
"dad?"
"dad!"
I don't know how many times I called, the man who seemed to be frozen suddenly moved, turned his head and stared blankly at the child in front of him.
Finally got a response!
Shengyu grinned happily, thinking that his father was deliberately scaring him, playing with him with wooden figures.
The little mouth shrunk, and she immediately said coquettishly: "Father, you are a villain, you scared me to death!"
As he said that, he rushed towards Sheng Dong who was lying on the ground, his little knee softened and pressed directly against his chest, Sheng Dong felt a tightness in his chest, as if he was about to vomit blood.
Those shouts of "Father, Father" were like poison that blocked his throat when he saw blood.
"Don't call me!" Sheng Dong felt his temples throbbing, and hearing that voice again, his head seemed to explode.
He instinctively waved his hand away from the child on his body, but unfortunately, he waved it on the glass bowl specially given to him to hold the fruit salad.
The glass bowl smashed directly on Shengyu's head with inertia, and the fruit in the bowl mixed with the salad spilled all over his body.
Sheng Sheng's heart-piercing cries suddenly came from the old house.
So miserable and so pitiful.
Weng Ling who was waiting was startled, and Mrs. Sheng was also scared and ran out of the kitchen.
"What's going on here?" The two looked at each other and ran upstairs together.
Weng Ling was afraid that she would fall, so she quickly supported her. Mrs. Sheng pushed her away from her hand, "Leave me alone, go and see what's going on."
With the servants behind them, Weng Ling ran up quickly.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the study, he saw Sheng Dong and Sheng Yu both fell to the ground.
Sheng Yu's brows were red, and traces of bruises could still be seen faintly, and his body was even more messed up.
The carefully prepared fruits were all buckled on the child's face and body impartially.
Yuyu just fell to the ground, holding the glass bowl with both hands, crying heartbreakingly because of grievance.
"Yuyu!" Weng Ling's heart trembled, she ran over quickly, picked him up, and showed him the wound between his eyebrows.