Fast Travel: My Indifferent Host

Chapter 118 Father
"In that case, Uncle, are you my father? But my father shouldn't be you. I'm over five years old. And I'm not a local. How can you be my father?" The little boy Asked suspiciously, it seemed that he didn't understand the matter, the boss smiled after hearing the boy's words and said that I am not your father, but I am your adoptive father.A foster father is also a kind of father.

"Then, I can also call you my father." The little boy looked at the owner of the shop with big watery eyes, and he never seemed to think there was anything wrong with it.

"Actually, if possible, I would rather you call me Dad. And I am also alone. The business of this steamed stuffed bun shop is not doing well, so my wife also left me. I am here. Living in a cold, If there is one more you suddenly, it would be nice to think about it."

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop mentioned this matter, and he never seemed to think that there would be any bad influence or unspeakable secrets by telling this matter.After all, he was just a child, so how could he expect them to understand this?

"Speaking of which, my parents are also like this. It's actually very bad to do this, but my father is like this, and my mother is like this, but your foster father is not like this, and your foster father is a good person."

"Then do you like your father or your adoptive father?" Hearing the little boy's words, not only felt sorry for the little boy's situation.But now that he has a father like himself, he should be able to live happier.So I also asked some jokingly.

"Of course it is art. After all, a picture is so good to me, but my parents are not good to me. They want to throw me away, saying that I am a burden. I don't even know what my name is. Except for the one given by my adoptive father, they probably never gave me a name."

After hearing most of the boy's situation, the boss felt even more distressed.It turned out that he was more pitiful than he imagined. "But you don't have to be afraid in the future. I will protect you. I am your father now. Are you willing to believe me?" I should respect your son from now on and ask you to get good grades, so that your face will shine."

The boy promised this matter seriously.I never seem to think that this is a difficult problem, as long as I think about it, I can do it.The boss looked at the serious expression on the little boy's face and smiled, carried him back to his bun shop, and asked him to learn to write his own name. After all, if he wants to go to school, he must first learn to write his own name. The name is good.

Fortunately, the little boy is not too old. If he studies hard now, he can still learn the name before he goes to school.Although he doesn't know what kind of talent and genes his parents gave him, the boss believes that although he is a boy, he will not be far behind other children just because of his care and sensitivity when getting along.And maybe even smarter.

The little boy looked at the boss's side face and not only smiled foolishly, but also had a father himself.This is really a good thing, and today is also a good day.

(End of this chapter)