Chapter 283: It doesn't matter if you don't have a father
However, Song Zixuan has never let him down. Because he was afraid of Zhong Zhenzhen's blame, Song Zixuan took Zhong Xiaozhe to the storage room and put all the toys he wanted to play with every time in the storage cabinet.
After Zhong Xiaozhe made a big push, he thought it was wrong and asked: "Uncle Song, will you buy it for me?" It seems that he also knows that his request is too much.
Song Zixuan laughed out loud on the other end, "You are my baby, of course I will buy it for you."
"What does baby mean?" Zhong Xiaozhe asked: "I also heard Uncle Zeng call mom, baby."
"Which great uncle?" Song Zixuan's face suddenly darkened.
Zhong Xiaozhe said innocently: "Uncle Zeng from my mother's company is great. He often buys toys for me just like you."
Song Zixuan said with a cold face, "If you don't want the things he bought anymore, I will buy them for you."
"But..." Zhong Xiaozhe pointed at his fingers, "Can I buy you anything?"
"Of course" Song Zixuan promised a thousand pieces of gold
"Uncle Song, I want to drink milk. My deskmate annoys me with milk every day, but my mother won't buy it for me." Zhong Xiaozhe is so aggrieved. The fat guy next door drinks milk every day, and he even laughs at him for not having milk.
But when Zhong Xiaozhe told this to Zhong Zhenzhen, Zhong Zhenzhen rejected it outright.
"You are not allowed to drink!" Zhong Zhenzhen kept insisting, "You dare to take a sip and see if I don't spread your ass."
Zhong Xiaozhe passed the original words to Song Zixuan, "My mother is getting more and more fierce. Is it because she doesn't have a father?"
Zhong Xiaozhe also found it strange. He saw other people being sent to school by their father every day, but he was either a nanny or a mother. He had never heard of his father.
"Then do you want to have a father?" Song Zixuan almost blurted out "I am your father" when he heard him say this, but he was still afraid of scaring him.
Zhong Xiaozhe thought for a while and then said, "It seems that it doesn't matter if I don't have a father."
Song Zixuan's heart was so cold that he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave and was so cold that it hurt
He clenched his fists. It seemed that he had to speed up, otherwise one day, his son would not recognize him. Moreover, he now hated Zhong Zhenzhen's violent way of educating his son.
He yells and beats him at every turn
Song Zixuan said: "Can I pick you up at noon tomorrow? I will take you out to eat delicious food."
Zhong Xiaozhe clapped his hands and covered his mouth for fear that the sound would be too loud.