In the end, Miran stuffed the flowers into his arms forcefully.

As a person who loves and cherishes flowers, I really can't bear to watch him die.An Boning took the porcelain vase, tore off the purple wallpaper, put roses into the vase, and poured an appropriate amount of water.

An Hao finished his business and returned home.He helped his son untie the apron, let people sit down, and went to the kitchen to bring out the dishes one by one.When it was over, his eyes were attracted by the layers of bright roses with pearls on the table, "Ningning, are the roses in the back garden blooming?"

"No."

An Boning took one end of a chopstick and put it in his mouth, and waited for his father to finish the meal before continuing: "Miran sent it."

An Hao narrowed his narrow eyes and raised his eyebrows, "Apology gift?"

"En." An Boning's mouth was full of food, and he simply answered vaguely.

An Hao thought about it.

"Dad, don't you like it? Then I'll throw it away?" An Boning said, getting up.

An Hao touched the back of the boy's head with the back of his hand, and smiled, "No, Dad is thinking about something." With a little effort, he pushed the boy back on the seat, "Since it's an apology gift, Ning Ning Accept it if you like it."

An Boning opened his mouth, then lowered his head to pick up the rice.

"Father." Suddenly, he put down his chopsticks, raised his watery black eyes and looked at him seriously, "Am I sick?"

As soon as these words came out, An Hao was stunned on the spot, unable to speak for a long time.

"I really didn't blame Miran for what happened yesterday, but I was so useless." Bo Ning's face was full of uncomfortable ripples, and his voice dropped a few degrees, "Dad, I actually understand in my heart, It's been so long, the bad guys won't appear again. But... I can't control myself, I'm very incompetent, very useless, I want to change. "

"All right."

"Brother An Ran is able to help Brother Jun Mu with things. It's just me, watching Dad busy all day, but unable to help, staying at home all day like a useless person."

"Ning Ning." An Hao raised his voice, reached over to cover the child's mouth that hurt him, "What are you thinking about? If you are not at home, how can Dad have a clean and delicious dinner every day? If you are not at home, How can dad stay in such a big house?"

An Boning had tears in his eyes.

"Without the baby at home, Dad will have no home." An Hao kissed the child's brows that were full of sadness.

"dad"

Boys and girls in adolescence are just the age to speak out for new worries, and this kind of melancholy can easily disappear with the onset of temperament.When An Boning's mood stabilized, An Hao grabbed his son's black hair and let him go.

"Do you save the rice in the corner of your mouth for tomorrow?" There was a piece of rice lying on the palm covering the person's mouth.

An Boning said: "Give it to Dad."

"Okay." The father, You Qi, was rude, and pressed the freshly twisted rice grains to the corner of his son's mouth again, "You have to protect my breakfast."

The child stuck out the tip of his tongue, rolled the rice grains into his mouth, and showed a smug smile: "No, Dad will be hungry tomorrow morning."

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