Normally, Yang Mo never felt that this room was too small.%&*”; But when Jun Sutian walked in, Yang Mo suddenly felt that the living room, which was usually relatively spacious, suddenly felt much narrower.

Jun Sutian looked at the living room in front of him, which was only about ten square feet. There was a square table, a fabric sofa, and white walls. There were some children's graffiti that seemed to be a year or two old. Obviously, these graffiti should be

It's the little guy's masterpiece.

On one side of the living room is a children's desk with a computer placed on it. Jun Sutian can almost imagine his son playing on the computer and doing homework on this desk.

The small living room had a warm feeling, but these traces were something he had never been involved in before.

"When did you return to China?" he asked abruptly.

Yang Mol was stunned for a moment before he realized that Jun Sutian was probably asking about the time she went abroad to escape when she fled.

"I probably stayed abroad for a few months and then returned to China." She replied that Ozawa was born in China.

"After that, will you stay in City S?"

"No, I moved several times in the middle, and I just came to S city a few years ago." Anyway, Jun Sutian can find out all these things if he just spends a little time checking.

He suddenly sneered, "Okay, very good, you really tried your best to avoid me."

She bit her lip and said nothing, but felt his laughter stinging her eardrums.

"If you hate me so much and don't even want to see me, why do you still want to have a child?" he asked.

And her heart skipped a beat, and her body became extremely stiff. Yes, why did she still insist on giving birth to Ozawa, even if her originally expected life was completely disrupted?

After she knew she was pregnant with the baby, she decided to give birth so naturally without any hesitation. But after Ozawa was born, no matter whether her life was hard or tiring, she was thankful that she

A son was born.

Mu Fengfeng once asked her, "Momo, have you ever regretted it? If you had not given birth to Ozawa, your current life might be in a different situation."

At that time, in order to catch up on the manuscript, she slept no more than 4 hours a day for several months. She had to work and take care of her son. Even with her mother helping, she was still exhausted. But at that time, she did not regret it.

Pass.

Every time she looked at her son's face, she would unconsciously think of Jun Sutian, and she couldn't describe how she felt. For Jun Sutian, she had loved, been sad, and been afraid, but she had never hated him.

Moving his lips, Yang Mo was not sure how to answer Jun Sutian when the bedroom door was pushed open and Jun Ningze had already dragged a large cardboard box towards Jun Sutian.

The size of the carton was obviously out of proportion to the little guy's height. And Jun Ningze seemed to be dragging it quite hard.

Yang Mo was somewhat relieved, at least the appearance of her son meant that she no longer had to answer this question.

Jun Ningze dragged the box very hard to Jun Sutian, "Dad, these are all my toys."

Jun Sutian took a look and found that indeed, a cardboard box was full of toys. It was obvious that Yang Mo loved his son very much.

Seeing that his cheap dad had no reaction, Jun Ningze buried his head in the cardboard box and pulled out several toys.

"This is a limited edition of Kart Bear!"

Jun Sutian raised his eyebrows.

"This is the Ultraman sure-kill card that can only be obtained through a lottery!"

Jun Sutian turned into a frown.

"And this M-78 gun, I scored 100 points five times in the exam, and mommy rewarded me!" The tone was very proud! He was holding an imitation gun in his little hand, which was obviously suspected of showing off.

"So?" Jun Sutian was stunned and didn't understand the purpose of his son suddenly taking out these things.

"So..." Jun Ningze looked at Jun Sutian, and then said in a very generous tone, "If dad wants to play, I can let you play with me."

To put it bluntly, the little guy wants his father to play with him! He just doesn’t have the nerve to say it directly.

Jun Sutian knelt down and looked at the little guy, "Do you want to play with me?"

The little head hesitated for a moment, then nodded quickly.

Jun Sutian had never played with children before, so this set a precedent. Jun Ningze continued to hold his imitation gun and showed Jun Sutian the disassembly and assembly process. The tender claws still had a little flesh on them.

He quickly disassembled the model gun and put it back together. And there were more than one

Guns, in the cardboard box, Jun Sutian dug out a lot of model guns, a dozen of them. Each gun was very realistic, and then he took it apart one by one, and then one by one.

The expression on his face was obviously "I'm very strong, praise me, praise me!"

Jun Sutian was not surprised this time. He had watched his son's game at the match point before and knew that this boy was very talented in military matters. But now it seems that he is not just talented in strategic command.

In terms of ordnance, it seems to be quite good.

Jun Sutian's eyes caught a glimpse of several military magazines in the carton. If these magazines were placed on the table in the military region office, it would be a normal thing, but they were placed on the toys of a first-grade primary school child.

In the box, it looks very different.

Picking up the magazine, Jun Sutian was thoughtful.

Yang Mo said, "These are the magazines that Ozawa likes to read."

"Do you understand?" Jun Sutian asked his son.

Jun Ningze shook his head and started making a small report, "There are so many of them that Mommy doesn't understand! I had to check them online myself to understand why."

Yang Mo's old face turned red, now he was being demolished by his son in public.

Jun Sutian was flipping through the magazine, and Jun Ningze asked curiously, "Dad, do you understand what is written in it?"

As a major general, Jun Sutian's military knowledge allowed him to directly write the various manuscripts mentioned above. So, after seeing Jun Sutian nod his head, Jun Ningze immediately pointed out what he didn't understand.

Come on. After Jun Sutian tried his best to give a simple explanation in a language that the child could understand, the little guy's phoenix eyes sparkled, "Mommy, daddy is so awesome!"

Yang Mo suddenly felt a sense of envy and jealousy. She felt that if her son liked logistics, she would be able to explain a few reasons.

One big and one small, one asked questions enthusiastically, and the other answered calmly and calmly, looking warm and harmonious.

The academic exchange between father and son lasted until dinner. The dinner was cooked by Yang Mo. When Jun Sutian looked at the dishes placed on the dining table, he was a little stunned. When she was in the villa before,

He can also cook and make dishes like this. Even though the cooking is not as delicious as professional chefs, he likes it very much.

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