During the time he came to Yuncheng, Doudou had been imagining the scene of meeting his father. He was very afraid that his father would not like him, so he had been trying to get in touch with Uncle Feng during this time, imagining him as himself.

Daddy, so as to prepare for getting to know each other in the future.

Doudou fantasized about many possibilities, and also thought that his father might be engaged in various different professions, or that he might be difficult to get along with. He had thought about everything, but the only thing he had never thought about was that his father

It turned out that he would be someone like Wang Jiren.

Doudou had heard of him and searched for relevant information about him. He was an indescribably dirty man.

Doudou feels ashamed to have such a father!

The little guy couldn't sleep all night. He couldn't help but glance at Qin Weiqian, who was sleeping very deeply next to him. Doudou picked up the phone and walked carefully to the bathroom. He didn't know what to do, so he couldn't help but make a call.

Feng Jiuci’s phone number.

It's eleven o'clock at night, already very late.

Feng Jiuci was about to fall asleep when he was surprised when he received a call from Doudou.

"Do you have a problem with me?" the man answered the phone.

When Doudou heard his steady, powerful yet gentle voice, she suddenly couldn't control her tears. She half-squatted in the toilet, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with her little hands.

On the other end of the phone, Feng Jiuci heard a small sob and asked, "Why are you crying?"

Doudou's little mouth opened, wanting to answer but not knowing what to say. The little pity wiped the tears from her eyes and said in a normal accent: "I'm fine, I just want to eat suddenly."

"Where's your mommy? She doesn't make food for you?" Feng Jiuci frowned.

Doudou said: "Mommy fell asleep, so I came out on my own."

"Come out?" Feng Jiuci suddenly became serious: "Where did you go at night?"

Doudou said: "I'm in the bathroom."

Hearing this, the man breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the time, and saw that it was not too late, so he took some time to chat with Doudou: "Your mommy is already asleep, why don't you?"

"I can't sleep." Doudou's voice was small.

Feng Jiuci smiled and said, "You always sleep well when I'm here. Do you want to come to my uncle's house? I'll pick you up now."

"No." Doudou shook his head and refused.

Feng Jiuci's cold and handsome face turned slightly green. Obviously, he was a little unhappy at being rejected, but he did not vent his anger on Doudou and asked: "It's such a late night, you won't come over, and I don't want to give you anything."

You send me food, and you go to bed quickly. You won't be hungry when you fall asleep."

"I'm not hungry." Doudou shook his little head and continued: "I just want to find someone to chat with me."

The voice was soft and small, as if he had deliberately lowered his voice. He seemed to be afraid of something.

It was the first time that Feng Jiuci heard Doudou's voice sound so scared, and he couldn't help but sink his face: "What happened to you today?"

Doudou held the phone in her arms, bit her mouth and thought for a long time before saying, "I'm just unhappy."

"Who made you unhappy?" Feng Jiuci asked with a smile. He found that Doudou, like Qin Weiqian, had not been happy all day long. Being able to stay unhappy all day long showed that the mother and son were quite capable.

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Doudou thought for a while and said seriously: "No one makes me unhappy."

"Then why are you sad?" Feng Jiuci asked back.

Doudou scratched his knees gently with his little hands, looked at the wet floor and whispered: "Uncle Feng, if I tell you that my daddy is not dead, will you be angry?"

The man's heart stirred, and the strangeness that flashed in his eyes disappeared after a moment. He pretended to be calm and asked: "Who is your daddy?"

For some reason, Feng Jiuci was actually looking forward to it. He was actually very curious about Doudou's past and wanted to know about Doudou's past.

Doudou said: "My dad is a big bad guy who is full of evil."

Feng Jiuci frowned and said, "Didn't you say before that your dad is a very powerful person?"

"He is very bad." Doudou's voice sounded a bit fierce.

Feng Jiuci leaned on the bed and asked softly: "For example?"

"He is very ugly, and he also likes to bully people. He specializes in bullying the weak and molesting women from good families. It is extremely disgusting!" Doudou said indignantly.

Feng Jiuci held his temple with one hand, feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason. He thought it was because he was too sleepy, so he forced himself to listen carefully to Doudou's words. After hearing the little guy's description, he also agreed very much.

Nodding: "This kind of person is indeed extremely disgusting."

Doudou seemed to have found a close friend and an outlet, and continued: "Uncle Feng, I feel like vomiting every time I think about my daddy. Do you feel like this when you think about your daddy?"

Feng Jiuci, who was quietly listening to the little guy's words with his eyes closed, suddenly fell silent. He felt that Doudou was greatly stimulated, otherwise he would not have said such words. He even began to wonder who Doudou's father was.

I couldn't help but ask: "Who is your daddy?"

"Uncle Feng, answer me first." Doudou was unwilling to say.

Feng Jiuci said: "No, my father is very good."

"Really..." The little guy's voice was obviously a little disappointed. He lowered his head and looked pitifully at the water remaining in the cracks in the floor. He could vaguely see his own face. His voice was very sad: "My daddy."

It's not good at all, I hate him, I don't like him at all."

The little guy's voice was mixed with easily detectable hatred!

There was an imperceptible complexity in Feng Jiuci's dark eyes. He sat up and said, "You may not know him. There are no absolute bad people in this world. Most fathers are very good to their children."

"My daddy doesn't want me." Doudou replied with a smile, her crisp voice speaking cleanly.

Feng Jiuci's heart clenched violently, and he seemed to hear the sound of heartbreak, but it was not his, but the sound coming from the heart of the poor little man who was pretending to be strong on the other side of the phone.

"Where are you? I'll go look for you." The man stood up and changed his clothes.

Doudou said: "No, it's so late. Uncle Feng, go to bed. You have to go to work tomorrow."

"Send me the address." Feng Jiuci's overbearing order could not be resisted.

Doudou thought for a long time before she couldn't help but send the address.

Feng Jiuci took a look and said, "What do you want to eat? I'll bring it to you by the way."

"Anything is fine, I don't want to wait too long." Doudou is not picky, as long as it can fill his stomach, he can do it.

Feng Jiuci turned around and went downstairs.

The housekeeper was confused: "Where are you going, young master?"

Feng Jiuci said: "Something happened."

After driving, I passed by a night market stall on the way to Qin Weiqian's house. Feng Jiuci bought some crayfish and some freshly baked barbecue, and bought a drink for the little guy.

Doudou got up secretly in the middle of the night and made the call. He thought Feng Jiuci was just buying some simple food, but he didn't expect that he actually bought a big bag.

Doudou was stunned the moment he opened the door!

The little guy raised his head innocently, his eyes as big as grapes almost fell down in shock: "Uncle Feng, how much did you buy?"

Feng Jiuci said: "Ten pounds, is it enough for you?"

Doudou was even more shocked! Ten pounds!
Chapter completed!