Since we had agreed not to let Yan Ye accompany us, he had other plans for today.
He had arranged to meet with his mother.
Initially, he didn't want to take Xiaocheng out, because this meeting with his mother was bound to be unpleasant, but when Xiaocheng saw Yan Ye heading out, he immediately followed him.
Seeing his son anxiously chasing after him, Yan Ye felt very satisfied.
"Call me dad."
It had been a while since he had forced the little rascal to call him dad.
The child was rebellious, and before their relationship had been established, whatever you asked him to do, he would do the opposite.
"You are uncle," Xiaocheng said, his attitude much better than before.
"Can an uncle sleep in the same bed as your mom every day?" Yan Ye teased, then picked up the little bun.
They set off for the old house.
"Can!" Xiaocheng's voice was crisp. "Uncle, you sleep with my mom every day!" At the end, he didn't forget to add, "And Xiaocheng too!"
