"Dad, I want this, I want this..."

Just then.

In front of a stall.

A middle-aged man was carrying a load, obviously a vegetable vendor, and he was holding a little boy who looked about six or seven years old.

Looking at the empty basket of the vegetable vendor, it was obvious that he was doing well today and had sold out all the vegetables he brought out.

Just as the two of them happened to pass by a hawker selling maltose and were about to go home.

The little boy suddenly begged to the vegetable vendor, looking at the maltose but didn't even move. He obviously liked eating the sweet maltose.

"this…"

The middle-aged man was not well off, but when he saw his son's eager eyes, he laughed: "Okay, but this time, I can't eat it next time!"

"Okay! Thank you, Daddy, Daddy is the best!"

Seeing that his father had really bought it for him, the little boy was full of excitement. As a result, the malt sugar handed over by the vendor couldn't wait to lick it.

“So sweet!”

The little boy looked at his father.

The middle-aged man smiled honestly, held the little boy and left directly. He could still hear the conversation between the two.

“Eat slowly…”

"Your mother probably has prepared the meal when she gets home..."

"kindness!"

Wei Qingyan stood on the street.

Looking at the backs of the two of them leaving, their faces were still very happy, but they instantly became a little dim.

Looking at the candied haws in my hand, I felt a little difficult to swallow for a moment.

Looking at the little boy, his eyes were full of envy.

she……

No daddy...

There is no mother waiting for me at home...

"child……"

Wei Ziqing looked at Qingyan, whose expression was dim, and his heart was very sour.

He could know what his daughter was thinking.

He wanted to tell her directly that he was her father...

But does she believe it?

More importantly, it's been eight years...

As soon as she appeared, she told her directly that she was her father. What would she think?

Ask yourself why you didn’t admit it at the beginning?

Why not come to see yourself?

Why is her mother not here?

How should he answer?

Looking at the father and son who left, looking at the small vendor selling rice maltose, Wei Ziqing walked forward.

I took out a piece of silver, thought about it, and bought one with one portion of money...

"Give!"

He squatted in front of Wei Qingyan.

He handed the maltose to Wei Qingyan.

Wei Qingyan was stunned for a moment, looked up at Wei Ziqing, and his pair of watery eyes were a little puzzled. Why did Wei Ziqing want to buy this thing for her?

But he soon smiled sweetly at Wei Ziqing: "Thank you uncle..."

As he said that, he took the maltose and licked it like the little boy.

“Is it sweet?”

"Sweet! Delicious!"

Wei Qingyan nodded solemnly.

But she just licked her mouth and stopped, looking at Wei Ziqing with a hurried look, a little nervous and a little aggrieved.

"That, uncle..."

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Wei Ziqing looked at Wei Qingyan and asked.

"Maltose is delicious, but... it's not what I want, what I want is the one that the boy eats..."

"Why?"

"Because, that was bought by his father, Qingyan... I haven't eaten it for me... Am I not obedient? I don't like the things that my uncle bought, wuwu..."

As he said that, Wei Qingyan couldn't help crying.

"child……"

Wei Ziqing stretched out his hands tremblingly.

He pressed Wei Qingyan's shoulder tightly: "No, it's not your fault, uncle, I..."

Wei Ziqing wanted to comfort him, but at this time, he was like a person who had lost his language ability and could not say a word.

"But I..."

What else Wei Qingyan wants to say?

But when he saw Wei Ziqing's red eyes, he immediately didn't dare to cry and looked panicked: "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Don't cry. If you are like this, others will think that Qingyan will bully you!"

Puff!

Wei Ziqing was laughed at by Wei Qingyan.

This little girl actually wants to bully herself?

but……

Wei Ziqing didn't wipe his tears and looked at Wei Qingyan: "Child, can I be your father?"

"Dad..."

Wei Qingyan's delicate body trembled and she looked at Wei Ziqing in surprise.

"Well! Daddy, didn't Qingyan say that she didn't love her parents? That uncle loves you and will love you all his life, okay?"

Wei Ziqing looked at Wei Qingyan nervously.

He dare not admit it!

but……

He really wanted to hear Qingyan call him Daddy...

However, Qingyan just stared at him blankly.

No movement...

Didn't speak...

Time passes again and again...

Wei Ziqing's heart became more and more desperate.

Don't want to?

really……

I'm still hoping...

"Ha ha……"

Wei Ziqing pulled out a hard smile, and was about to stand up and say, "Uncle was joking with you..."

At this moment, Qingyan rushed up and rushed directly into Wei Ziqing's arms.

The power was so great that it even threw Wei Ziqing into the ground.

"Woooo, woooooooo, Qingyan has a dad, woooo...so good, woooooo..."

Wei Ziqing's whole body became hard.

When I heard this sentence, I was stunned.
To be continued...