Sang Ye shook his head with a smile, not rushing to correct the innocent idea of ​​the little brat.

But the next moment, the little brat asked a question that caught her off guard: "Mom, you will soon marry Uncle Zheng, so can Huan'er call Uncle Zheng's father in the future?"

Whether it is the brothers and sisters at home or the children in the village, they all have their fathers and mothers. In Huan'er's short memory, she only has her mother.

He longed to have a father who could take him up the mountain to hunt birds and down the river to catch fish. When he was bullied, he could pat his shoulder and tell him that if he was beaten, he would be useless to cry.

Now, my mother is going to marry Uncle Zheng, and he really wants to call Uncle Zheng "Dad"!

Looking at her son who looked expectant, Sang Ye felt very distressed, but she couldn't nod. If Huan'er was just an ordinary child and had no such complicated life experience, she would definitely not stop him and shout.

"Dad", but this "if" does not exist.

Before in the city, Feng Lun was unhappy when he heard the little guy calling her mother. How could she dare to let him recognize another father? If it was heard by Feng Lun, it might be like a blow.

Sang Ye was very entangled, and finally gritted his teeth and ruthlessly cut off his son's thoughts: "No, Uncle Zheng is not your biological father, you can't call him like that, but Uncle Zheng will love you like his biological father and protect you. Except for not being able to call him dad, everything else is the same!"

The light of expectation in Huan'er's eyes gradually faded as his mother said. He lowered his head and pursed his lips tightly, looking like he was about to cry or not, which made people feel distressed when he looked.

Sang Ye really felt distressed. She hugged her son tightly, pressed his little head against her chest, and then shrugged the blame on Feng Lun shamelessly: "Do you remember your uncle? He is too fierce. You are not allowed to call Uncle Zheng, or he will take you away from your mother. If your mother can't bear to leave you, she can't let you call Uncle Zheng."

Feng Lun, who was far away in the capital, suddenly sneezes, and the serving trustee said nervously: "Master, do you want to call the doctor to come and take a look?"

Feng Lun waved his hand, picked up the hot tea he had just made and took a few sips: "It's nothing, maybe someone is cursing me behind my back." Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something and explained: "Tomorrow you send someone to the Fang family and pick a few things sent by the people below two days ago for the woman to use."

The confidant didn't talk much and asked why he wanted to send something to the Fang family. He quickly responded: "Don't worry, I will arrange someone to go tomorrow."

Feng Lun nodded slightly and said nothing.

On this side, after hearing what his mother said, Huan'er suddenly felt less uncomfortable. She just said angrily: "Uncle is so bad that she doesn't let Huan'er recognize her father. When Huaner returns to the academy, she will send him the four treasures in the study and put them away and return them. She will never want his things anymore."

Sang Ye didn't know about this, and when he heard his son's words, he asked, "Did your uncle deliver you something? When did he deliver it? Did you say anything?"

Huan'er tilted her head and thought for a while, then shook her head: "The thing was sent to the Fang family a month ago by my uncle. The housekeeper of the Fang family sent to the academy. The housekeeper only said that the uncle asked Huan'er to have a good rest and sleep well, and not to study too late, and there would be nothing else."
Chapter completed!