Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming both looked at Ding Zhenyao with gentle eyes.

Both the couple knew that the boy at this time was extremely unstable.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have taken so long before he could coax him to the bathroom to wash up.

Sure enough, listening to Zhang Yiming's inquiry, Ding Zhenyao's face turned paler a little.

I saw him rub his face in an impatient mood, and his eyes turned red again.

After adjusting for a long time, the boy spoke hard.

But the first sentence made Feng Yin and his wife tremble in their hearts: "Aunt, uncle, my father was arrested."

Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming looked at each other, then asked softly: "When? Where did you get caught by someone?"

These issues are very important and couples must figure it out.

"About twenty days ago."

Ding Zhenyao's heart trembled as she spoke, and her voice was also trembling, "At that time, my father was in the imperial capital, and I was in the next palace to check the business of Yaxianju and the workshop."

"When I received the message, it was late at night. The guards beside my father found me with injuries and were still checking the account book. I asked me to go out and avoid it immediately."

"My nephew was stunned at that time. Fortunately, the uncle guard brought out his nephew who had no idea what to do with injuries."

Speaking of this, the boy lowered his head and rubbed his face hard, and his voice was almost out of tune.

"Luckily... Luckily, Uncle Guard reacted fast enough."

"Otherwise, my nephew can't come back to see my aunt and uncle."

Zhang Yiming looked at the boy like this and suddenly thought of a distant nephew in modern times.

The boy is about the same age as Zhenyao, but he still acts coquettishly in front of his parents, not knowing the sufferings of the world.

Unlike the children of this era, they have to help adults at the age of their age.

He suddenly got up and came to Ding Zhenyao, reached out and put the child's head in his arms, and patted the boy's back with his big hand.

Although he didn't say a word, he gave him great comfort and strength when Ding Zhenyao was most helpless and sad.

Ding Zhenyao felt the silent comfort from Zhang Yiming, and finally couldn't help it and started crying in a low voice.

This time he did not cry loudly like he had in the hall before, but he cried more relaxed and more heartily than before.

Feng Yin looked at the scene in front of her in a slight shock, but the next moment she felt relieved.

Children like Ding Zhenyao are just graduating from elementary school in modern times and are late for school, and are still in the fifth and sixth grades of elementary school.

It is rare for this child to collapse after being able to appear in front of the couple when they are alive.

The side hall was so quiet that I could only hear the boy's crying softly.

Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming didn't say anything, but the latter just silently patted the boy's back, and a hint of care flashed in his eyes.

Turning his head to look at Feng Yin who was still sitting on the top.

I found that her eyes were slightly red and she was raising her hand to wipe the tears at the corners of her eyes.

As if he felt the man's gaze, Feng Yin looked up.

Her eyes were facing each other, and the corners of her lips raised slightly, showing a beautiful smile.

This smile was to comfort his worried heart, and to reassure him that he was fine.

After about half a stick of incense, Ding Zhenyao's crying gradually stopped.

Zhang Yiming held his big hand lightly on the boy's shoulder and helped him up from his arms.

The man bent his knees slightly and looked straight with the boy's eyes: "Listen, listen, now you don't have much time to be sad."

"You must immediately tell me everything you have mastered about your father before and after something happened to you."
Chapter completed!