Yan Buhuan and Diaozi were waiting in the bushes, and their legs were sore. Originally, Yan Buhuan looked prepared, but after waiting for a long time, she simply sat on the ground. Dumpling was beside her, huffing and puffing, with a little bit of anticipation on her face.
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"Mother——"
"Um?"
"Could Father Mu have lost his way?" This is the only reason why we haven't chased him for so long.
Yan Buhuan was stunned, uh... I never thought about this problem.
If you really get lost...then today's 'hijacking' was not in vain?
Yan Buhuan suddenly regretted why he ran so fast, and even regretted why he didn't leave some marks along the way.
Gulu...
A discordant sound came, and Yan Buhuan was startled and quickly covered her stomach. For today's plan, she came out before eating dinner because Dumpling said that Xuanyuan Mu would drink medicine around evening.
He was afraid that he would be late and Xuanyuan Mu would sleep like a dead pig.
Yan Buhuan felt very humiliated by doing this in front of his son.
As if by magic, Dumpling took out a bag from his back: "Eat this if you're hungry."
When he looked closely, he saw that it was the fried rice he had eaten for lunch.
"Where did it come from?" Yan Buhuan was horrified. He was the kidnapped person, but he actually had this thing on his body?
Dumpling said matter-of-factly: "You bought it for me. It was so delicious that I couldn't bear to finish it, so I kept it on my body."
Is there any reason why you can't bear to eat this kind of thing? Yan Buhuan burst into laughter. It seems that the dumplings are so good that he eats them too much.
"Thank you. When it gets up tomorrow, I will buy you some bags and deliver them to your house."
"Wow, wow." After being excited, Dumpling suddenly said sadly: "But you must be careful, and you must not let Father Mu know about it."
"Why?" Yan Buhuan grabbed a large handful and stuffed it into his mouth, eating it while asking, not giving poison.
"My father Mu never allowed me to eat messy food outside." Dumpling said with a disappointed heart.
Yan Buhuan understands.
All this shows one thing, Xuanyuan Mu's protection of the child has gone beyond everything else. Moreover, the child is his own flesh and blood. If he gets a stomachache due to eating outside, no father will not feel distressed.
It's understandable, but for a person like Yan Buhuan, who is not afraid of ghosts and ghosts, she has always followed a saying - if you are not clean, you will not get sick if you eat.
The crispiness of the fried rice exploded between the lips and teeth. Dumpling watched helplessly as a few fell onto Yan Buhuan's clothes. Dumpling quickly picked them up and stuffed them into his mouth.
Yan Buhuan was amused for a moment. He didn't know what Xuanyuan Mu would think if he saw his son actually picking up food that others had eaten.
"I think your father Mu is really lost." Yan Buhuan poured out the last bit and said quietly.
Dumpling's eyes were fixed on the bit of fried rice in Yan Buhuan's hand, and he didn't understand what she was saying at all.
Suddenly, there was a slight movement in the grass, as if there was a gust of wind, and Yan Buhuan immediately became alarmed that someone was coming.
"Dumpling, maybe your father is here, please hide." He hurriedly stuffed the fried rice into his hand, and Yan Buhuan jumped out.
How could I catch so many dumplings in my small hands? The rest were all spilled outside. I felt so distressed for the dumplings that I squatted on the ground and picked them up one by one under the moonlight.
…
It's so cold tonight.
But what made Yan Buhuan feel cold was not today's weather, but the man in front of him. Yan Buhuan and Dumpling's legs were sore while waiting in the bushes. Originally, Yan Buhuan looked prepared, but he had been waiting for a long time.
, she simply sat on the ground. Dumpling was huffing and puffed beside her, and the expectation on her face faded little by little.
"Mother——"
"Um?"
"Could Father Mu have lost his way?" This is the only reason why we haven't chased him for so long.
Yan Buhuan was stunned, uh... I never thought about this problem.
If you really get lost...then today's 'hijacking' was not in vain?
Yan Buhuan suddenly regretted why he ran so fast, and even regretted why he didn't leave some marks along the way.
Gulu...
A discordant sound came, and Yan Buhuan was startled and quickly covered her stomach. For today's plan, she came out before eating dinner because Dumpling said that Xuanyuan Mu would drink medicine around evening.
He was afraid that he would be late and Xuanyuan Mu would sleep like a dead pig.
Yan Buhuan felt very humiliated by doing this in front of his son.
As if by magic, Dumpling took out a bag from his back: "Eat this if you're hungry."
When he looked closely, he saw that it was the fried rice he had eaten for lunch.
"Where did it come from?" Yan Buhuan was horrified. He was the kidnapped person, but he actually had this thing on his body?
Dumpling said matter-of-factly: "You bought it for me. It was so delicious that I couldn't bear to finish it, so I kept it on my body."
Is there any reason why you can't bear to eat this kind of thing? Yan Buhuan burst into laughter. It seems that the dumplings are so good that he eats them too much.
"Thank you. When it gets up tomorrow, I will buy you some bags and deliver them to your house."
"Wow, wow." After being excited, Dumpling suddenly said sadly: "But you must be careful, and you must not let Father Mu know about it."
"Why?" Yan Buhuan grabbed a large handful and stuffed it into his mouth, eating it while asking, not giving poison.
"My father Mu never allowed me to eat messy food outside." Dumpling said with a disappointed heart.
Yan Buhuan understands.
All this shows one thing, Xuanyuan Mu's protection of the child has gone beyond everything else. Moreover, the child is his own flesh and blood. If he gets a stomachache due to eating outside, no father will not feel distressed.
It's understandable, but for a person like Yan Buhuan, who is not afraid of ghosts and ghosts, she has always followed a saying - if you are not clean, you will not get sick if you eat.
The crispiness of the fried rice exploded between the lips and teeth. Dumpling watched helplessly as a few fell onto Yan Buhuan's clothes. Dumpling quickly picked them up and stuffed them into his mouth.
Yan Buhuan was amused for a moment. He didn't know what Xuanyuan Mu would think if he saw his son actually picking up food that others had eaten.
"I think your father Mu is really lost." Yan Buhuan poured out the last bit and said quietly.
Dumpling's eyes were fixed on the bit of fried rice in Yan Buhuan's hand, and he didn't understand what she was saying at all.
Suddenly, there was a slight movement in the grass, as if there was a gust of wind, and Yan Buhuan immediately became alarmed that someone was coming.
"Dumpling, maybe your father is here, please hide." He hurriedly stuffed the fried rice into his hand, and Yan Buhuan jumped out.
How could I catch so many dumplings in my small hands? The rest were all spilled outside. I felt so distressed for the dumplings that I squatted on the ground and picked them up one by one under the moonlight.
…
It's so cold tonight.
But what made Yan Buhuan feel cold was not the weather today, but the man in front of her.
