There was a loud bang in his head, and Yang Qianyu was stunned.

This... what should I do? The child is still so young, so I don't trust others to carry it around.

"Mom? Why don't you speak?"

The son's voice sounded again, and Yang Qianyu had an idea and quickly explained: "Xiaoyu, it's like this... Mom is suddenly in trouble and can't go back to pick you up. You call the police uncle and ask the police uncle to take you home.

"

"Looking for the police uncle?"

"Well! Do you remember what mom told you before? You are the most sensible, so you can definitely take good care of your brother, right? Mom will go home to be with you after finishing her work."

After a good explanation with her son, Yang Qianyu hung up the phone uneasily, hoping that she could "escape" today.

In the Lego store, after Xiaoyu hung up the phone, he took his younger brother to put the selected toys back to their original places, and then called 110.

The police officers arrived quickly. After hearing that the children could clearly tell their home address, they took them out of the mall.

The brothers were extremely excited as they rode in a police car for the first time.

However, as soon as he got in the car, Xiaozhou looked out the window and patted Xiaoyu quickly: "Brother! Brother! Isn't that the little sister just now? She seems to be crying!"

"Girls love to cry." Yang Xuanyu followed his brother's words and looked at the door of the shopping mall.

Indeed, it was the little "silly" little sister who was hugged by a tall uncle and cried so hard that the whole world was shaken.

That uncle...

The little boy had excellent eyesight. When he saw that cold handsome face, his bright eyes widened uncontrollably.

He's long——

Yang Xuanzhou didn't notice anything strange, he only thought about the little girl, turned around and jumped out of the car, "Little sister——"

Before he could say a word, the police uncle caught him and said, "Kids, don't run around. I will take you home."

"Uncle policeman, I saw my friend, I can go..."

Before he could explain clearly to the police officer, a few meters away, the man holding the little girl strode into the car, and the bodyguard slammed the car door.

Watching the top-class car drive away, Yang Xuanzhou pursed his lips and stopped in despair.

In the police car, Yang Xuanyu sat up on his knees, looked at the departing Bentley in the rearview mirror, and wrote down the license plate number.

Feng Yuxi, who was sitting in the Bentley, was lying in her father's arms, looking behind her.

Looking at a figure gradually moving away from the back of the car with hazy tearful eyes, she suddenly stopped crying and stood up, "Dad...stop the car quickly! I see that little brother!"

"...What?" Feng Moyan didn't understand. Seeing his daughter's excitement, he quickly turned around with her.

However, he only saw a police car parked at the entrance of the mall, and the policeman led a little boy into the car from behind.

"Perhaps someone's naughty child is lost. The boy is just naughty."

The man dissed, turned back and sat down, gently scraped away the tears from his daughter's face with his thumb, and coaxed softly, "Xi Xi is the most well-behaved, and she is daddy's darling."

Feng Yuximu was stunned, her big, watery eyes staring at the police car that was going away until she turned around and lost sight of it...

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When the brothers returned home, Yang Qianyu hadn't come back yet.

Xiaoyu politely sent the police uncle away, turned around and went to the room to dig out his mother's laptop.

Xiaozhou didn't know why: "Brother, what are you going to do?"

"Go online."

“What are you doing online?”

"Check the license plate."

"What are you doing checking the license plate?"

"..."

While Xiaoyu was typing on the keyboard skillfully and quickly, hacking into the Traffic Management Bureau's system in a matter of minutes, he said unbearably: "Go and see if there is anything to eat in the refrigerator. Aren't you hungry?"

"Well, when you say that, I'm really hungry." Xiao Zhou turned around, climbed off the chair, and ran to the living room to rummage through the refrigerator.

Xiaoyu stared at the computer screen, looking at the car owner information corresponding to the license plate number, and his bright and dark eyes were stunned for a few seconds.

Feng Moyan.

He remembered that on the day he returned to China, Aunt Xue mentioned this name to his mother in the car and said that he had protected his daughter very well.

So who is this person?

After being stunned for two seconds, the little boy came to his senses, immediately exited the system and opened the search engine.

After inputting the three words Feng Moyan, he stared at the handsome and cold face on the screen, dumbfounded again.

It's him - the uncle at the entrance of the shopping mall, the uncle holding the silly little girl.

So, he is the person that mother told Aunt Xue!

But why did the mother mention him? And why did the mother want to see his daughter?

Also, this face...

The little guy was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly got up and went to find a mirror.

Look at yourself in the mirror, and then look at the face on the screen - so similar - so, could he be the father?

If he is the father, why doesn't the mother ever mention it? Why doesn't he take them to reunite with their father?

Countless question marks flashed in the little boy's head.

"Mom, you're finally back... I'm starving to death, and my brother won't cook for me, hum!" Suddenly, a voice came from the living room. Xiaoyu was startled, and quickly closed the browsing page and deleted the page.

left traces.

As soon as they ran to the door of the room, Yang Qianyu walked over and the two of them almost bumped into each other.

"Xiaoyu? What are you doing?" Yang Qianyu asked with a gentle smile when she saw her eldest son.

"I'm bored, go online." The little guy answered his mother, glanced at his younger brother and complained rudely, "I'm only two minutes older than you, why should I cook for you?"

"Who calls you a brother? You are older even if you are older for a second!"

"Oh, do you admit that I am your brother now?"

"That's what you are!"

The two brothers said each other, and saw that they were about to fight again. Yang Qianyu put her hand on her forehead, sighed helplessly, and quickly comforted: "Okay, okay, mom is going to do it. What do you want to eat? Tell me the menu."

Xiaozhou's mouth is as sweet as honey: "Everything mom makes tastes delicious."

Yang Qianyu rubbed her youngest son's head and walked into the kitchen with a smile.

In the living room, two brothers were bored and playing with origami airplanes.

Xiaoyu looked at his younger brother and raised his fingers at him.

"what?"

Brother: "Do you want daddy?"

The younger brother's eyes lit up, "Why, can you find daddy?"
Chapter completed!