093 Communication

"Zhouzhou, do you really mind that the person who married your father is me, not your aunt?"

"Of course I mind! I hate you!" Zhouzhou just wanted to make Zhou Yushu uncomfortable, and he didn't hesitate to say hurtful words.

Zhou Yushu nodded, "Then if your father and your aunt get married, will you be very happy?"

"At least I'm happier than now."

"You are happy because you stand in your position, but your father doesn't think so."

"I know what you want to say about what my father doesn't love my aunt and doesn't love my mother. Just show off, but don't be happy too early. My father may not love you for a long time. Maybe he will be annoyed with you one day and kick you away."

"Whatever you think, but I'm actually not much better than you. I haven't seen my father before I was twelve years old. I don't even know what he looks like. Later, my mother died of illness, and I was taken back to his house by my father, but he already had a wife and a pair of children, and he could not let them know my existence, so I could only enter his house as a student he funded.

"Since then, I have wanted a home that belongs to me and can indulge myself. There are people I like, smart and lovely children, and a big garden full of beautiful flowers and plants. My child's husband and I are chasing and playing in the garden and having fun..."

Zhou Yishu looked forward to a beautiful future, and Zhouzhou also fell into her thoughts and fantasized about the beautiful scenes.

"So, Zhouzhou, it's a very happy thing to have a father who loves you by your side. Don't be angry with your father, okay? I'll go back to Shanghai after the weekend, huh?"

The soft voice from the ears pulled back the thoughts of Zhouzhou Shenyou.

He came to his senses and immediately stared at Zhou Yishu warily, "I know what you just said was a lie to me, in order to leave me, right?"

"I want to keep you, but every word is fake. Why don't I swear?"

"Forget it, I won't be so bored. I don't care whether you are true or not." Although Zhouzhou said so, he still looked suspicious, "Even if you didn't lie to me, at least now you are married to my father. Aren't you very happy?"

"Although you are a smart child, you don't understand everything about adults. It's not that two people must be happy when they are together."

"Cut, you don't want to sell less. I don't want to understand."

Zhou Yishu ignored him, at least smiled, took the backpack in his hand and stood up.

"Let's go. Don't stand at the door and talk, so as not to disturb your father."

Hearing what she said, Zhou Zhousheng, who originally wanted to yell at her to return his backpack, stiffened his words in his throat, but he grabbed her nightdress in time and said in a low voice, "No matter what you say, I won't stay. Don't mind your own business!"

"Why is this nosy? You are my husband's son, that is..."

"Hight! Don't say that I'm your husband's son, that is, your son. I won't admit that you are my mother.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, just admit that your father is my husband."

"Whatever you say, he doesn't care about me anyway. I don't care what you like."

"You really don't care? Then I won't take all your father for myself?"

Zhouzhou turned his head and didn't reply to her with a stiff face.

Seeing that Zhou Yushu refused to leave the door, she had to squat down and face him face again.

"Even if I don't stop you, you can leave. But how can you go back to Shanghai alone? Zhou Yishu left him at a different angle.

"You don't have to be kind. I have my aunt's phone number, and she will help me go back to Shanghai."

"You seem to trust your aunt very much?"

"That's because she and my mother are sisters. I don't believe her. Do I still want to believe you, an outsider?"

"Well, since you insist on leaving, I won't keep you."

With that, Zhou Yushu handed the backpack back to Zhouzhou and said, "Actually, it's okay for you to leave early. If you leave, I can enjoy the world of two people with your father, or make up a honeymoon trip."

"You hateful woman!" Zhou Zhou jumped with anger.

Zhou Yushu shrugged her shoulders and still smiled, as if she was not affected by his bad temper at all.

"Then I wish you a good trip." After saying that, she opened the door.

"Bad woman, don't be too arrogant! I won't let you do what you want!" The little guy has a hard mouth.

"Why don't you let me do what I want? What else can you do when you are going back to Shanghai? Or are you not leaving?"

Zhouzhou said unconvincedly, "This is not your home. Do you care whether I go or stay? Don't think that I'm afraid of my father's sadness. I don't want you to be too proud." After saying that, he walked to the living room with his schoolbag.

"Yes, I know."

Zhou Yushu walked over and saw him sitting on the sofa. Then she picked up the phone on the coffee table, as if she wanted to make a phone call.

After looking at him for a while, she went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Song Chun stood at the door of the bedroom with a solemn expression on his face.

In fact, when his son entered their bedroom to open and close the door, he was awakened. Naturally, he could hear the conversation between the two people clearly.

He didn't expect that his son would leave impulsively after a night of thoughts.

After all, he is still a child. When he is angry, he wants to escape and seek comfort.

It's just that he wants to find Lin Siyu to help him go back to Shanghai, but he will never allow it.

Breathing the aroma of food, he was stunned and guessed that the girl was preparing breakfast. The corners of her mouth unconsciously hooked, and returned to the bedroom and deliberately rubbed for half an hour before entering the bathroom to freshen.

When walking to the living room, Song Chun saw the little guy guarding the phone and frowning: "Where have you been? Why haven't you answered the phone for so long?"

"Why did you get up so early today?"

The sound above his head fell, and the little figure curled up in the sofa stiffened and said nothing.

Song Chun glanced at the backpack beside his son and sat down quietly beside his son. He looked gently at the little face full of grievances and put down his voice: "Who are you calling?"

Zhouzhou still ignored his father, got up from the sofa, grabbed his backpack and went back to the bedroom.

"Zhouzhou!" Song Chun caught him and pulled him back and sighed, "Dad said something too heavy last night. Don't be angry. Sit down. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can calm down and say to Dad, and Dad can explain.

"I don't want to talk to you." Zhouzhou negative airway.

"Well, Dad can't communicate with you. Originally, there were some things to say to you. Since you don't want to listen, forget it." With that, Song Chun was about to get up.

"What are you going to say to me?" Zhouzhou subconsciously asked.

"Don't you want to talk to me?"

"It's okay if you don't want to say it. I don't care about it. Anyway, I can guess that there is nothing good."

The son's unusually precocious tone made Song Chun a little big.

"Zhouzhou, Dad asks you, are you so opposed to Dad's marriage because you are really thinking about your father, or are you afraid that your father will not be as good to you as before when he gets married?"

"You didn't know how good you were to me before." It's okay not to mention this. As soon as he mentioned this topic, Zhouzhou began to accuse his father, "There is very little time to meet every year. For several years, you have forgotten when I celebrate my birthday."

"Don't change the topic and answer the question I just asked you."

Zhouzhou said angrily, "I said I wouldn't interfere in your affairs again. What else do you want to ask me?"

"Does it mean that you will always be angry with your father?"

Zhouzhou turned his head to one side and said no.

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I'm sorry, everyone. I've been working overtime yesterday, and the unit lost power again, so I didn't update it. I'll make up a chapter later~