Before she could see clearly who was sitting in the car, she yelled fiercely: "Why do you come here! Why do you want to bully mom!"
Even though Mianmian is still young, her voice is very powerful.
She just looks so cute and adorable that she doesn't look intimidating.
Tang Jingze was adjusting his cuffs when he saw a little girl getting into his car. He looked over and was a little surprised: "It's you."
Mianmian was stunned and shouted in a milky voice: "Third uncle?"
Although Mianmian rarely saw Tang Jingze, she had a good memory. Even if she only saw him once or twice, she would immediately recognize the man in the car as her father's uncle, that is, her great-uncle.
"What's the matter with you?" Tang Jingze asked.
"..." The person who got in the car was not her father, but her uncle, and Mianmian was a little at a loss.
Tang Jingze was born with an imposing face and looked very cold, but he was not an easy person to get along with. Children were afraid of him when they saw him.
Especially the children of the Tang family would even walk around him when they saw him.
At this moment, Tang Jingze looked at Mianmian with a straight face. Such a majestic look did not scare Mianmian, and he even heard the sound of "uncle".
Mianmian didn't know what was going on. She looked around the car and didn't see her father. Then she asked Tang Jingze: "Third uncle, where is my father?"
Tang Jingze's voice was calm: "He didn't come."
Mianmian was confused, pouted and asked: "Then who bullied Mianmian's mother just now?"
Tang Jingze: "..."
When she didn't get an answer, Mianmian stepped forward and looked left and right, trying to find her father.
But still nothing.
Mianmian put her short hands on her hips, looked at Tang Jingze, and asked angrily: "Tell me, where did you hide him?"
Tang Jingze raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Do you know who you are talking to?"
Mianmian's confidence was instantly reduced by half, and she asked uncertainly: "Aren't you the third uncle?"
Tang Jingze: "No."
The remaining half of Mianmian's confidence was gone. She slowly lowered her short hands on her hips and tilted her head to think: "Mianmian remembers correctly, you are the third uncle..."
My lingering memory is clear.
In the old house of the Tang family, she had met the third uncle in front of her.
At that time, her mother followed her father and called him uncle, and she also asked her to call her third uncle, but the third uncle left immediately. By the time she called someone obediently, he was already gone.
I only met him once or twice, and Mianmian remembers it clearly.
"Did Mianmian remember it wrong?" Mianmian began to doubt herself.
Tang Jingze didn't like to deal with children, but the child in front of him was Wen Yue's daughter.
Of course, he had to admit that half of the reason why he was patient at this time was because of Wen Yue, and the other half was because the little girl was very cute. Even he, who didn't like to deal with children, couldn't help but be patient.
Keep your temper and watch her make trouble.
At this time, Tang Jingze turned half of his body in the direction of Mianmian: "Did your mother let you in?"
If other children saw Tang Jingze approaching, they would immediately run away in fear.
But Mianmian didn't know how to do it. Instead, she raised her head and looked at Tang Jingze curiously, then shook her head: "That's not true."
Tang Jingze asked: "Then why did you come in?"
Mianmian said: "Mianmian is here to find daddy."
Tang Jingze shrugged his shoulders: "Obviously, I'm the only one in the car."
Mianmian pouted: "But you are not Mianmian's father."
Tang Jingze curled his lips: "Just call me uncle from now on."
Mianmian tilted her head and thought.
After thinking about it for a long time, I still find it very confusing.
"But my mother calls you uncle, so I can't call you uncle. You are such a big man, don't you even know your seniority?"
Tang Jingze rarely had the patience to explain: "From now on, I will be your mother's equal."
Mianmian said without thinking: "You are lying."
Tang Jingze had a good time: "I won't lie to you."
Mianmian: "You are just lying. You can't deceive Mianmian. Mianmian is so smart. They all say Mianmian is just like her mother."
Tang Jingze chuckled: "You talk a lot."
Mianmian turned her head: "Humph!"
In fact, after all is said and done, the matter of title is not important to Mianmian at all. She got in the car to find her father.
But there was no father in the car. Although Mianmian was not disappointed, she was not happy either.
Because she felt that her mother was being bullied.
But dad was not in the car, so who was bullying mom?
Could it be the uncle in front of me?
Mianmian began to look at the uncle in front of her seriously. In her memory, her mother called him uncle. Now that she wanted to call him uncle, Mianmian felt that her little head was almost spinning.
Forget it, let's call him uncle first.
"Uncle..." Mianmian's voice was just like her name, it sounded soft and a bit like a lazy voice.
Tang Jingze looked at the little guy: "Huh?"
Mianmian mustered up the courage to ask, "Did you bully my mother?"
Tang Jingze: "..."
The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and Mianmian, who did not wait for an answer, continued to ask: "Uncle, did you bully Mianmian's mother?"
Tang Jingze was thinking quickly about how to answer this question head-on.
If you say no, you are lying to children.
If so, the kids would probably hate him.
After thinking for a moment, Tang Jingze said seriously: "I didn't bully her. She will be a very important person to me in the future."
Mianmian repeated this sentence: "Is he a very important person to you?"
Tang Jingze nodded.
"Forget it, Mianmian doesn't understand." Mianmian couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence even after thinking about it. Maybe it was because she was too young and didn't understand the strange world of adults.
As long as he doesn't bully his mother, it will be fine.
Tang Jingze lowered his eyes and smiled.
"Mianmian is leaving, goodbye uncle." Mianmian turned around and was about to get out of the car.
Tang Jingze suddenly stopped Mianmian: "Wait a moment."
Mianmian turned back: "Uncle, do you have anything else to do?"
Tang Jingze waved to Mianmian: "Come here."
Without any hesitation, Mianmian turned back to Tang Jingze and stared at him eagerly.
Tang Jingze stretched out his hand and cupped the little guy's snow-white face in his palm: "The personality is not bad, but I don't follow your mother."
Mianmian: "Then who will Mianmian follow?"
Tang Jingze: "No one looks like me."
Not like Wen Yue, not like Tang Jingze, so in Tang Jingze's view, he just doesn't look like anyone else.
"Uncle." Mianmian shouted with a milky voice.
Tang Jingze took back his hand: "Yeah."
Mianmian caught Tang Jingze's hand that was about to be withdrawn in time and said pitifully: "Uncle, Mianmian's father is a bad guy. He always bullies Mianmian's mother. If you see Mianmian's father, help Mianmian beat him up, okay?
?Please, please~”
Tang Jingze lowered his eyes and looked at the little hand on the back of his hand: "You want me to help you beat your father?"
Mianmian chirped a few times to express her anger: "He is not good to mom, so Mianmian doesn't like him, and he doesn't like Mianmian either."
Tang Jingze looked at the little guy's weird look, his expression was a little dazed, and he suddenly began to imagine some possibilities in his mind...
