"Dad said he would come back to find us, but he never came back after he went to a very far place." Speaking of this, Murong Xiaoxiao said sadly.

"Do you know where your father is?" Long Ting asked tentatively.

"I don't know, I haven't seen him before, and my mother doesn't let me ask." She always wanted to know, but after asking about her father, her mother would rape her and said that if she was disobedient, she would not want her. She never asked again since.

"If this happens, then don't think about it. He will miss you in the distance. Before that, you have to have a good meal, grow up well, read and read. Only when he comes back can you proudly tell him that you are great." Long Ting didn't know why he just didn't want to be unhappy when he saw her, so he thought about it and used the words he heard when he was a child to comfort her.

When she gets older and understands what death means, she will naturally understand.

She should be happy and carefree, not so indifferent.

"Well, I heard from uncle. By the way, are you from the research institute? Why haven't I seen you before?" She went to the place where her mother worked several times and met many uncles, but she had never seen him. What did he do?

"Uncle is not a staff member of the institute. I live here because this house belongs to mine." Long Ting didn't expect the little guy to ask him this. Does she know what research is?

"Oh, so that's it. Uncle, you are so awesome. We can buy such a big house. Our house is smaller than here." Just a glance, she knew that this place is much larger than theirs.

And she also saw it yesterday, and it was not like theirs. Although there were not many things, she didn't dare to touch it.

"Well, this is not big. I have a bigger house. When I have the chance in the future, will my uncle take you to see it?" For the child, he only knows the size of the house, but he does not know its value.

But she did not say that she wanted a home like this, which was taught very well and was not vain.

A child who is so young can understand what vanity is, so Long Ting, who has never brought up a child, thinks so.

"Uncle, this porridge is delicious. Did you cook it?" She could eat what her mother cooked, and this bowl of porridge was not a familiar taste.

"Well, don't like it?" Long Ting felt that he probably wouldn't. He is a certified person, and even a five-star chef can compare, let alone just a small matter of cooking porridge.

"No, I like it very much. The porridge is very fragrant and delicious." She really likes this because she has never eaten it before, and her mother can't cook it. There are shrimps in the porridge, tender and smooth.

"That's good, I'll take you home after the meal." Because I promised the woman before, I called her when the child woke up, but the one upstairs and downstairs was at work, and she wanted to stay at her home for a while, and she could still send her to her if she didn't want to stay.

"Can I wait for my mother to come back at your house?" Although she also likes Aunt Bai very much, she wants to be with her uncle even more.

"Okay." He didn't expect her to answer like this. He was too late to be happy, so how could he object?

"Are you really going to stay with me and not leave?" As soon as you arrived at the door, Qingrou heard a familiar voice. She didn't even raise her head and asked directly.

"You are back, are you injured?" Hearing the door open, he knew that it was the owner of the house who was back.

"No, with my skills, how could I get hurt?" Qingrou was not talking big. Her skills were really good, and all this was taught by the people in front of her.
Chapter completed!