Chi You, your panda is hanging on the tree again!

Jiang Wei originally wanted to take the boy to Han Qi's rental house to get the box of chocolates, and then send him to Fourth Master You.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stopped the car on that street, and before he had time to enter the community, Jiang Wei was stopped by several cars.

Fourth Master You sat in the car and didn't get out of the car, but just motioned for his little boy to bring it up.

"Dapeng!"

Fourth Master You's eyes fell indifferently on the little boy through the car window.

The little boy looked at him, and the joy on his face dissipated.

Fourth Master You wanted to take someone away, so Jiang Wei naturally didn't dare to say anything.

only……

"Yes, why don't you wait for a while, I'll go in and get one..."

The car was driven away.

Looking at Jiang Wei at the rear of the car: "..."

The kid thinks Fourth Master You is angry, but...

"Dapeng—" the little brat called out cautiously while sitting in the car.

Fourth Master You just sat like this, with one leg pressed against the other, slightly turned away from the brat, the coldness in his eyes was reflected on the car window, suppressed anger surged even on his fingertips, he wished to crush him with cold Bai Zhi twirled the coldly shining ring on the other hand.

The little boy was scared.

"Dapeng..."

Fourth Master You ignored him.

"Go back to the compound."

The voice that was as cold as soaking in cold water aggravated the little boy's uneasiness, and the fingers that kept grinding the ring with all his strength made the little boy's hands and feet feel cold.

Of course, the brat didn't understand why Fourth Master You kept crushing the ring on his hand with all his might.

It's just that he wants to restrain himself from the restlessness of picking up the little boy and giving him a solid beating.

The one who is afraid now is not the brat, but the driver. The hand holding the steering wheel is so frightened by You Fourth Master's words that the heat has lost the slightest bit of warmth.

The little boy was aggrieved and sat timidly, vaguely guessing that Fourth Master You was angry because of his divorce, but, but he is still aggrieved!

At this moment, Fourth Master You's emotions were gradually fermenting.

Sue him!

His son actually sued him!

The car drove into the courtyard, Fourth Master You opened the door and got out of the car, and the little boy quickly opened the door and followed.

But Fourth Master You's strides were very long, and he had to trot to keep up. When he stretched out his hand to grab Fourth Master You's sleeve, he missed it, so that he staggered and fell to the ground.

Fourth Master You's heart tightened when he heard the voice, but when he turned his head, the little boy climbed up from the ground without incident at all, and was about to grab his sleeve when he got up.

Seeing the little boy's shiny big eyes that looked like they were wrapped in sugar, Fourth Master You's heart softened nine out of ten.

Forget it, this brat just needs to admit his mistake, and let him masturbate a few more times...

"Dapeng—"

The boy was shaking the sleeves of his windbreaker.

"hungry--"

Fourth Master You thought he was going to admit his mistake: "..."

"Eat, eat, eat! Just know how to eat!"

Fourth Master You suddenly pushed his hand away, entered the villa and closed the door, leaving only one sentence.

"Lock this bastard in the yard and starve him to death!"

Aunt Shen standing on one side: "..."

The little cub sat on the ground injured by Fourth Master You's phrase "starve him to death", and when he blinked his big eyes, tears fell down.

It hadn't been half an hour, Fourth Master You, who had calmed down a little, threw himself on the sofa in a dispirited body, and after the anger passed, the only thing left in his mind was the cry of being hungry.

Just know to eat!

Is it possible that if someone stutters for you, even I wouldn’t want it!

"Aunt Shen!" "Hey!"

Aunt Shen hurried over.

Now only she, Fourth Master You and the boy are left in the compound. You Chaozhong pretends to stay in the hospital for two days. Tailor Liu doesn't dare to stay in the compound without him. I went to the hospital to accompany him, only Aunt Shen who didn't know the situation...

She really wants to take a leave of absence...

"Go and send a steamed bun to that brat! Also, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't do what you shouldn't..."

Looking at his cold eyes, Aunt Shen naturally understood, and let out a "hey" in a cold sweat.

So, the little boy who was crying and sitting in the yard received a bun from Aunt Shen just like that.

"I, hiccup...I want one more..."

A pair of big tearful eyes just looked at her like this.

Aunt Shen: "..."

Aunt Shen forced herself to leave ruthlessly, leaving the little boy sitting on the ground holding a steamed bun, watching her gradually disappearing back with those big eyes full of tears.

On a……

The little boy looked at the steamed bun in his hand, wiped away his tears, and opened his mouth wide.But after landing on the steamed bun, he only took a small bite and chewed for a long time before he was willing to swallow it.

The steamed buns were not freshly made, and they were a little hard. The little boy pulled off the down jacket on his body, kicked the steamed buns in his arms, and started digging holes while warming up like this.

The ground was frozen hard, and it took a long time to dig the hole.

The little boy took out the steamed buns, and there was a bit of warm, unsavory steamed buns on the skin, but he still let the little boy swallow his saliva.

He brought the steamed bun with a small bite missing in his hand to his mouth.But he just licked it and put it in the pit, buried it with soil, and then turned around and sat down.

The little boy looked at the gate of the villa eagerly, as if waiting for Fourth Master You to feed him again.

Aunt Shen watched this scene through the crack of the door, feeling very unbearable.It's just that she misunderstood what Xiaozizi did, and thought that Xiaozizi was not used to steamed buns.

The darker the sun, the lower the temperature, and the temperature in recent nights is mostly below zero.

Unable to restrain himself, Fourth Master You turned on the phone and looked at the weather forecast as if he had nothing to do, knowing the general result.

But because tonight's temperature was two degrees lower than yesterday, he furrowed his thick eyebrows irritably.

Throwing the phone on the sofa, Fourth Master You brushed the broken hair on his forehead, and fell decadently on the sofa.

It's okay now, if it's night...

The lawn where the little boy was sitting had been sprinkled with water before, and the ground was already a little wet. When the little boy was sitting stiff and planned to continue sitting on another place, he realized that his butt was frozen on the ground.

"Yeah!"

Although the little cub tried his best, he still couldn't get up for a while, so he simply ignored it, stretched his legs, and sat on the ground without moving.

Hungry...it was getting dark.

Fourth Master You slightly lifted a corner of the curtain on the second floor and looked down.

Stop crying, it shouldn't be too cold, but looking at the little boy's face, Fourth Master You knew that the boy must be hungry again.

After all, this kid needs two bowls of rice for a meal even if he is half full, not to mention that he only ate one steamed bun near noon.

He should be hungry!

But now it's dinnertime too...

Go downstairs and call Aunt Shen.

"Send another steamed bun to that brat."

Aunt Shen looked a little hesitant.

Fourth Master You looked at him with a little impatience between his brows.

Aunt Shen took a deep breath before she dared to say: "Fourth Lord, he just took one bite of the steamed buns delivered at noon today..."

When he knew that his son had only eaten one bite of steamed buns all day, Fourth Master You couldn't help feeling distressed for a while.But he didn't show it on his face, he just frowned and said: "Give him some sugar in the steamed bun."

Aunt Shen: "..."

Can't you send something else over?

Although Aunt Shen thought so, she didn't dare to say a word, so she could only go to the kitchen to knead the steamed buns with sugar for the boy.

The little boy sat on the ground with his head down and dozed off for a while like a chicken pecking at rice. When he woke up, his clothes were already wet with saliva.

There is no other light in the sky except the dark glow and the halo of a few stars, and the temperature seems to be a little lower.

When he woke up, the little boy's buttocks became more and more solid from the cold.

This hardness, unless he took off his pants.

Even though there was a thick layer of down, the boy's butt was still cold, but now he really couldn't move.

"Hey!"

No...

Aunt Shen came out with steamed buns, and the boy watched her approaching anxiously.

Holding the steamed buns, which were warm and seemed to have a sweet taste, in his hands, the boy raised his head and looked at Aunt Shen wistfully.

"I, I want one more..."

Seeing Aunt Shen get up, the little boy knew there was no hope.

Aunt Shen sighed and said, "Eat first, it will be cold in a while."

As soon as Aunt Shen returned, Fourth Master You gave another order.

"Go and build a fire in the yard." After finishing speaking, he added, "Keep away from him."

Aunt Shen: "..."

Aunt Shen naturally understood his intentions, but...

"Fourth Master, we don't have any firewood in this compound, how can we make this fire?"

This is indeed a problem.

Fourth Master You sank himself on the sofa and thought for a moment, then...

Aunt Shen watched helplessly as Fourth Master You went to the kitchen and brought out a kitchen knife.Then he watched Fourth Master You go to You Chaozhong's study with a kitchen knife.

Aunt Shen suddenly thought of the few pieces of furniture made of Hainan huanghuali wood that General You was so rare.

Aunt Shen was so startled by her conjecture that her legs could not stand still.

Fourth Master!don't you...

After crackling upstairs for a while, Fourth Master You came out of You Chaozhong's study with a kitchen knife, and threw all the wood down the stairs.

"move out……"

The little boy took a small bite of the steamed bun and stopped biting.

Youyou eats a lot, bigger than his, the brat knows it.

Spreading his legs apart, he dug the hole and buried the steamed buns. Looking at the buried steamed buns, the little boy cried bitterly as he clutched his hungry stomach that was starting to ache a little.

"Yuyou, are you hungry, I... woooooo... I can't eat enough... woooooo..."