The General’s Little Peasant Wife

“Dad.” Joe Mofeng called Joe Tianjin, who wanted to leave, hoping he could stay.

He really didn't want to say anything more to the person in front of him, it was like swallowing a fly.

Looking at this man, he couldn't help but think about the memories of being a bastard when he was a kid.

“Maple's fine. Just say something.” Joe Tian smiled softly at Jomo Maple and nodded at Phoenix before leaving.

Phoenix glanced at Joe Tian with gratitude. After he left, he looked down at his son: “Maple, I didn't even know you existed. I've been looking for your mother for a long time.” Phoenix didn't know what to say to her son either, but thought of his misunderstanding of them and hurried to ask.

Jomo Feng looked at Phoenix calmly, as if he were just a bystander and had no intention of interfering at all.

Jomo Feng looked at the phoenix and whispered, “An accident? Oh, no wonder she doesn't usually like me at all, and she doesn't care about me. Don't get up with my parents. They're more like my biological parents. Prepare me everything for the best, and I'll have some. ”

“Maple you...” Phoenix never thought that Jomo Maple had this idea in his heart.

Jomo Feng looked at Phoenix and smiled and said, “You're right, my parents were really nice to me. When I was in a bad mood, they quickly realized that when I was in a bad mood, they talked to me. When I was confused, they were like my inspiration stars, they lit me up, they protected me, but they respected me. I had never seen these on her, not once. ”

It was Joe Mo Feng who listened to Phoenix. Now it's Phoenix who listens to Joe Mo Feng. Listen to him. Especially the last sentence, Phoenix feels very sore.

He was not very good when he was little, but there were still a few old men who really loved him, but Jomo Maple was different. Before he met Mr. and Mrs. Ning Mengyao, he seemed to be just one person, and there was something wrong with her, so that he completely ignored him.

“Actually, I really want a whole home.” When he was little, he envied children with dads.

“Maple can do it.” Fengxiao hurriedly said.

However, Jomo Maple shook his head and looked lonely: "It's too late, everything is too late. ”

Don't you think it's too late to have a home?

“Why is Maple so stubborn? ”

“Oh, I am stubborn, but the memories of the bastards and wild children are all over my head. I can't forget them. Since I was with Daddy Qiao and his family, I have experienced the warmth of home, and I have forgotten that memory.” With Joe Tianjin and his family, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but felt like he was supposed to be part of the family.

But when they forgot all those memories, they came to dig them up again, as if to make them happy.

“Honestly, if she hadn't told me my father had died since I was a kid, just told me that my father was out on business and needed to take care of things, then I would have been very happy to see you. ”

Phoenix was silent and silent. There were two different ways of dealing with it, one of which had its drawbacks. When it totally erupted, it would be like Jomo Maple, the other was a good lie, and the other chose the former before that time.

Jomo Feng looked ahead and said with a smile: "I have a creep in my heart that I can't let go anyway, so you said let me go see her, forget it. ”

“Can't Maple really go?” Phoenix didn't expect his final decision to go.

Jomo Feng nodded: "Well, no. ”

Phoenix wanted to say something else. He could see Jomo Maple quiet enough to make people feel painful. He could not say what he persuaded him to say. In the end, he could only stand by Jomo Maple silently and look at him, who was already a lot taller.