Chapter 511: "I can pay an IOU with my uncle."

Chapter 511 "I Can Pay IOUs with Uncle."
Ye Sangguo was unexpectedly stunned.
She just wanted to find her father, she had never thought of such a deep level.
The little guy filled his stomach and raised his head. The little milky voice stretched and admired: "Uncle."
"You are amazing."
Zhang Wenyue: "..."
What did he do, he is so good?
But let alone, the little girl has a pair of cat pupils brightly, and if she is serious, she really makes people feel an unprecedented sense of pride.
The more Zhang Wen was touted, he couldn't help feeling a little airy.
"No, no, it's just so-so." He said modestly.
Then he said bitterly: "So, for the sake of your father's salary, let's go home obediently and find mother, okay?"
Ye Sang was brainwashed and almost nodded dazedly and agreed to go home.
After all, her father wants to move bricks.
The boss cannot be deducted from wages.
Her father is a humble mover.
At the critical moment, the little milk dog bit her sleeve and let out a loud voice, forcibly dragging Ye Sang back to God.
The little guy hugged his dog tightly, his small body straightened, and his head raised in defense: "My father is the boss."
She remembered that Huo Yao said it a long time ago.
At that time, Ye Sang asked him why he didn't have to go to work.
Huo Yao calmly said "Because Dad is the boss"
Recalling what Dad said at the moment, the little guy answered him seriously.
Zhang Wenyue: "..."
understood.
Is the contractor on the site?
He sighed and touched Ye Sang's head, wondering why this kid can't get in?
"Then tell me, where is your father's work, and I'll take you back. Is this going to work?"
Ye Sang pupil brightened slightly, she said: "Okay~~"
Her eyes curled up, "Uncle, you are such a good person."
He was sent a good person card for some reason: "..."
Ha ha.
He didn't want to be this good person at all.
After Ye Sang finished speaking, she fell into a brief period of confusion. She didn't know where her father worked, and Lu Chi, who couldn't even remember the road, made her tell her where she was home.
So the little guy lowered his head again, his body twisted, and the little milk said softly, "I, I forgot where my father is."
Zhang Wenyue: "..."
Fine.
It is normal for a child to be young and not remember the way.
What a big deal, he inquired around for her, and asked which child it was in the village.
Just as his heart was ashamed of death, the child suddenly bit the voice of milk and said, "Dad is in the imperial capital."
She just remembered this.
A place where I lived for a year.
The more Zhang Wen was stunned, he even suspected that his ears could hear it. He asked, "What did you say?"
Ye Sang repeated nicely: "Dad is in the imperial capital."
Zhang Wenyue was sure that he had not misheard, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "I am still working as a contractor in the Imperial Capital with your dad."
The salary should be fine.
How to make children dress like this?
Ye Sang didn't know what a contractor was. She only noticed the word "head". After thinking about her father's head is indeed bigger than her, she immediately nodded and repeated: "Dad is a contractor."
Her father is amazing.
Zhang Wenyue patted her head in a complicated mood, and took a deep breath, thinking that if she couldn't find her father, he would send her to the police station and ask the police uncle to help.
"It just so happens that I am also going back to the Imperial City, kid. You get in the car first, and you should be there early tomorrow morning. I will take you to the police station at that time.
Ye Sang's eyes brightened when he heard the word "Emperor Capital", and he said okay. He sat in the car nicely and didn't touch him the whole time, just sitting like a little lady.
It looks decent.
The man relented, sat in the driver's seat, and drove out of the noodle restaurant.
Along the way, Ye Sangan was quiet, lying on the window of the car curiously from time to time, looking outside.
She doesn't remember the way, she looks outside brightly, full of heart and eyes looking for her father.
...
The temperature in the car was extremely comfortable. Ye Sang lay on the car window and looked at it for a while and was sleepy. She yawned, wrinkled her mouth, and leaned on the side slowly, falling into a deep sleep. .
The dream is full of dads.
Zhang Wen squinted for a while, turned his head and saw the sleeping little guy, his heart amused.
Not afraid of encountering bad people.
The heart is really big enough.
When it was just getting dark, it was cold outside, and Ye Sang's clothes were thin. Zhang Wenyue worked hard and became a "good uncle" to buy her a small quilted jacket, and got off the car to buy some meat buns and hand them to the children.
I'm afraid she is hungry on the road.
Ye Sang looked at Zhang Wenyue with a look of lovelessness, holding his face obediently: "Uncle eat it? I am not hungry."
She hasn't seen the good uncle eat anything.
Zhang Wenyue chuckles at Yesang’s serious cat eyes, and the original reluctance has also disappeared. He took out a wet tissue to wipe the dust off her face, and said: "Wipe your hands and wait to go to my house. , I will give you a bath."
Then send it to the police station.
Ye Sang took the wet tissue and wiped off his dirty hands.
The little girl's face was white, her mouth pouted slightly, just like a pufferfish, she couldn't speak seriously: "I can pay an IOU with uncle."
She raised her little head with reason and evidence, and said: "My father has money and can give it back to you~~"
The more Zhang Wen patted her head, he said perfunctorily: "Fine, go home and then call again. You finish eating first, and I will help you find your father."
This is really a hassle for returning home.
The man sighed and didn't know how many times he was, and drove away from the street to his apartment.
"Little girl, what's your father's name? Do you know your father's phone number? Why don't you help your mother?"
"When the police asks, remember to answer truthfully."
He exclaimed in front of him.
Ye Sang lighted his head, silently remembering what he said. When she talked about her father, she said a lot more, holding the little milk dog, her eyes were clear, "Dad's name is Huo Yao..."
After a pause, she slowly stretched out her hand and counted: "But he is very busy, and the phone cannot be reached..."
"Daddy Shen is busy too..."
Ye Sang counted several people, and then found that none of his fathers were not busy.
Zhang Wenyue: "..."
He choked at what she said, slammed on the brakes, turned his head, his mouth twitched and asked, "What do you say your father's name is?"
The little girl hugs the little milk dog, her childlike voice is sweet: "Huo~Yao~"
The little milk bite is serious.
"..." Zhang Wen didn't know how many times he had been silent today.
This child is truly amazing.
"Then who is Father Shen?"
"Your father's name is pretty good." He admired: "Although I don't live with the same person, but I listened to bluff."
Ye Sang bowed his head, the little milk voice was sweet, "Shen Chuchen."
After a pause, she added, "He is also busy, but Father Shen is rich."
Zhang Wenyue's eyelids twitched slightly and blurted out:
"Does he also move bricks on the construction site?"
　Don't scold Sangsang. She just wanted to find her father and be more tolerant to a little silly Baitian~
　　 ask for a monthly pass
　　
　
(End of this chapter)