Chapter 4892 Youyou Is Sick, Autism 3

He actually minded a little, fearing that his father would dislike him if he didn't speak.

But Cheng Ye seemed to be completely unconcerned, still smiling, and serving him food from time to time.

Little Youyou would secretly look at Cheng Ye, but when he was discovered, he would bury his head and refuse to look again.

Perhaps, he was shy.

Cheng Ye was very happy. After dinner, he took his son to the sofa to play with toys together.

Cheng Ye was like an old child, sitting face to face with his son, with a pile of toys scattered on the ground in front of him, which was a bit messy. Youyou was very happy.

Sister Hong couldn't stand it, "Cheng Zheng, don't let your son develop such a bad habit."

Cheng Ye was still angry, so he said in a yin-yang tone: "Old man, why do you have to be so meticulous!"

Not only did he not listen to her, he also reached out and touched his son's head to encourage: "Son, don't listen to your mother, play happily if you want to."

Sister Hong snorted: "Yes, play happily if you want to play, one is not enough, come two."

This is an adult topic, and little Youyou didn't understand, so he looked at his mother eagerly.

Cheng Ye's old face turned red, and he was annoyed: "Woman surnamed Liu, what year is this? You must choose to say this when my son is here, right? You just have bad intentions to destroy my perfect image in my son's heart."

Sister Hong had no way to stop when she faced him, and snorted coldly: "Perfect image, Cheng Zheng, you are not ashamed to say that."

She paused: "You call yourself that."

Mr. Cheng sneered: "I won't compete with you, a woman."

Turning around, he said to Youyou: 'Son, don't pay attention to this woman, we will play our own games, no matter how messy it is, Dad will help you clean it up. '

Little Youyou nodded, his face slightly red.

Sister Hong was about to explode, Youyou was so obedient, this... he learned bad things?

Just when she wanted to say something, her aunt came over and held her, saying softly: "Look how happy Youyou is? He hasn't laughed like this for a long time, right?"

Sister Hong was speechless for a while.

When Master Cheng heard this, he grinned smugly: "So, there must be a male animal in this family."

Sister Hong was a little touched, but now it was gone, and she rolled her eyes at him.

Master Cheng ignored her. He was still angry. This woman dared to look at him coldly.

When he looked at Xiao Youyou, he was completely different. His eyes were kind, as if he was looking at a baby.

Sister Hong's eyes turned red quietly as she looked at him. She was afraid of being embarrassed, so she went to the bedroom first.

When she left, Master Cheng muttered in a low voice: "This woman is still obsessed with face. I think she probably misses me so much."

Xiao Youyou looked at him while playing with building blocks, looking at him eagerly.

Master Cheng smiled: "Son, don't worry about your mother, let's continue playing."

Xiao Youyou didn't say anything, lowered his head, and was very focused. As a child of a few years old, he seemed to have a talent for playing Lego, and he soon became very good at it.

Grandpa Cheng touched his nose and had to admit that this kid should be like his mother in these aspects, and he, Cheng, didn't seem to be very good in this aspect.

He played with the little guy, praising him from time to time. The scene was exaggerated and corny. Little Youyou felt a little embarrassed and looked at his father silently.

Grandpa Cheng had mixed feelings in his heart. Fortunately, the child could hear, and it was not... a problem.

If he accompanied him more, maybe he would slowly be willing to talk as Xiao Mao said!

After playing for a long time, little Youyou was tired and fell asleep on the sofa.