Little Huzi was very excited when he heard his mother's voice.
"Yi Ya Yi Ya..." he babbled incomprehensibly.
"Hanhan, school is over." Old man Zhao pushed Little Huzi out from his room.
He looked at Yun Hao, thinking back to noon when he returned pushing the stroller. Knowing that Little Huzi needed a nap, he thought it would be a good time for the father and son to bond. Little Huzi fell asleep quickly, and when Ahao was about to go out, he told him about his plans. As soon as Ahao stepped out, Little Huzi woke up, and he quickly dressed the child.
"Little Huzi, how long did you nap today? Did your father stay with you while you slept?" Meng Yunhan was about to pick up Little Huzi.
Yun Hao, however, quickly picked up Little Huzi instead, "Wife, go cook." This child is so heavy; it's better if the wife holds him less!
Little Huzi stared at Yun Hao, not thrilled. This man is strange: he doesn't let me talk to mom.
I want mom, I want mom, I want mom.
