Little Yu Dingding was overjoyed, "Uncle, do you really know my dad?"
"I really do. Is your dad named Yu Tiefeng?"
"Yes."
The child nodded, "My dad is in the army, he went to sea, and when my mom and I came to see him, we couldn't meet him."
"Your dad will be back soon."
Yu Tiefeng is from the neighboring group and has a fairly good relationship with Wen Shi. In the past, he had only heard of Yu's son but never met him. Now that he finally saw him, just as Yu had said, the child was indeed a clever little rascal.
"Your dad praised you as a little genius. I didn't believe it before, but now I do. You're really smart."
Praised, Yu Dingding grinned like a little sunflower, immediately attaching himself to Wen Shi, chatting about his father without needing his mom.
That little mouth was chattering away, so amusing, but a bit too blunt.
Knowing that Wen Shi and Yu Tiefeng are comrades, Yu Dingding, who looks up to the army, was ready to spill the beans.
