Taking advantage of the time when the child was taking a bath, Wang Hui cleaned up the vomit.

Then he went into the kitchen, found the ingredients, and made a pot of sorbet soup.

Sitting on the stove with the soup pot, Wang Hui finally got free and observed carefully in the living room.

The wall was covered with various children's certificates.

Grade 3, three good students, two outstanding Young Pioneers, and first prize certificates for various school competitions...

On the refrigerator, there is also a simple trophy for the winner of the rope skipping competition.

On the other wall, there are photos of children playing the piano.

Wang Hui's gaze swept past Zhou Ya.

The latter, with his mouth open, his breathing is a bit rapid, and he is a typical drunken state.

Obviously, Zhou Ya has made a lot of contributions for her child.

"I'm finished washing!" The child's voice came from behind.

Wang Hui smiled secretly in his heart.

The child washed for less than three minutes.

It seems that I am worried about my mother's safety.

What a sensible and good boy.

"Uncle, have you cleaned up the floor?" The little boy was a little surprised to find that the vomit on the ground was gone.

"Well... you're working very hard too. I can share some of it for you. Oh, the sobering soup is almost ready." Wang Hui walked into the kitchen with a smile and turned off the natural gas.

Pour the sour soup into two bowls and keep pouring it over and over.

After pouring it hundreds of times, he tried the temperature with his lips and stuffed the bowl into the little boy's hand.

"It will be much better if you feed your mother to drink it."

"Uncle, do me a favor and help mom up!"

Zhou Yang pulled Zhou Ya up and supported her back with his arm.

The little boy held the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other hand, and fed the sour soup into Zhou Ya's mouth.

It took almost twenty minutes to feed it.

The little boy rested several times.

Wang Hui said he could help, but the boy refused.

After drinking a bowl of sour soup, Zhou Ya finally opened her eyes.

She said hello to Wang Hui in a daze, forced herself to stand up, and walked into the bathroom shakingly.

In the living room, only Wang Hui and Zhou Ya's sons were left.

"My name is Zhou Longzhe. I am in the third grade of elementary school. What is your name?" The little boy refused to accept his child and greeted Wang Hui like a little adult.

Even, take the initiative to reach out.

"Wang Hui!"

The big hand and the small hand were slimly recognized.

"My mother told me that it was her boss who took her to drink, and I knew nothing good!" Zhou Longzhe's tone was not as childish as a third-grade child at all.

There is an adult feeling inside and out.

This made Wang Hui feel quite interesting.

"Why?" Wang Hui asked.

"Hmph...that old man always uses my mother as a signboard to attract others. Every time my mother is drunk, it's so annoying." Zhou Longzhe said angrily.

Wang Hui was stunned.

The child's tone and words are becoming more and more adult.

Moreover, at a young age, I can still know a little about the adult world.

I don't know whether this affects him or not.

"Zhou Longzhe, where is your dad?" Wang Hui subconsciously reversed the topic.

"My mom told me, it's in me

When I was very young, my dad went abroad and found a wife abroad, so he didn't want us anymore." Zhou Longzhe's expressionless face and his tone was fluctuating.

It seems that I am talking about something that has nothing to do with him.

Wang Hui, silent.

Don't blame the children for being precocious.

Can children in such families not be precocious?

I have never had the care of my father since I was a child.

At a young age, I watched my mother with all kinds of pressure.

If it were another child, it might have been completely useless.

Zhou Longzhe’s wall-wide certificate has taken much effort to spend this child!

"Oh..." Wang Hui couldn't help but sigh.

"It's okay, don't pity me!" Zhou Longzhe said indifferently, "My mother and I are pretty good too! In the future, I will take my mother wherever I go, and no one can bully her!"

Wang Hui was silent again.

This kid is too sensitive.

Although everything doesn't matter on the surface, what about him?

No matter how experienced a ten-year-old child is, he cannot hide it from Wang Hui's eyes.

This child is very lonely and insecure. All his words and deeds are actually the opposite of his inner activities.

The more you say something you don’t care about, the more you care about it.

The more indifferent the look, the more you value it in your heart.

When dealing with this child, you should not treat him as a child.

"Zhou Longzhe, I don't pity you. I think you did a good job and was a man!" Wang Hui smiled, "As for the sigh, I actually think of my own affairs, and I feel a little sad."

"You have no father since you were a child?" Zhou Longzhe turned around and asked on his own initiative.

"Yes..." Wang Hui smiled, "But when he passed away, he was quite young, and only me and my brother were left."

"I can only miss him now."

Wang Hui shrugged and talked to Zhou Longzhe as an equal friend.

"Wang Hui, do you like my mother?" Zhou Longzhe's strange peak suddenly rose.

Wang Hui was happy: "Where did you think of? Your mother and you have helped me, and I regard you as my friends."

"Your mother was bullied at the dinner table. As a friend, should I stand up?" Wang Hui asked.

"It's right!"

"That's all!" Wang Hui spread his hands, "This matter has nothing to do with whether he likes your mother or not, it is purely due to his friend."

"Then, put aside your friends, do you like my mother?" Zhou Longzhe blinked his big eyes and refused to give up.

Hey... this little brat is quite difficult to coax.

Wang Hui felt helpless.

The two of them had a happy chat.

Although the topic is very adult, Wang Hui found that Zhou Longzhe's views on three aspects are very decent.

In the relationship between men and women, we should understand each other and not give unilaterally.

All society is dangerous, boys and girls must protect themselves.

So...

It made Wang Hui look at him with admiration.

Usually, Zhou Ya must have educated him a lot.

There was a gap in the chat, and Wang Hui discovered that Zhou Ya was leaning against the bathroom door and looking at them.

When will Zhou Ya be too devoted to chatting?

I don't know what I've finished washing.

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Ya was weak.

But the eyes had returned to the clear light.
To be continued...