Lian Xinying looked around the living room but didn't see He Wenze.
"Your Uncle He didn't come, did he?"
"Uncle He did come! He came really early! Just as Dad and I were getting up, Uncle He was already here! But right after he arrived, he left!" Xiaocheng insisted.
He got up early every morning, and every morning he was full of energy.
There was absolutely no way he could be wrong.
He even called out to Uncle He, and He Wenze praised him for being a good boy.
Being praised like that—how could he ever forget?
"If you don't believe me, go ask Dad!" Feeling that his mom didn't believe him, Xiaocheng raised his voice a few notches.
Seeing her son so adamant, Lian Xinying quickly squatted down to reassure him, "Mom believes you. You're a good boy, of course you wouldn't lie to Mom."
The expression on Xiaocheng's face relaxed a bit after hearing this.
"By the way, I haven't seen your Dad around. Do you know where he went?" Lian Xinying asked, a little puzzled.
