Uncle, take me home!

Chapter 8 Saab vs. Game

"Who taught you?" Osamu Watanabe is very dissatisfied now, because the game is ignoring his words, is the kid still rebellious?He decided in his heart to find the murderer and punish him severely!

"Kintaro, he said it's okay for junior high school students not to play games, so I'm practicing hard. Regardless of this, uncle, how do I get over this?" Sabo replied without even looking at Osamu Watanabe's face. Been glued to the game.

"Sabo, don't listen to Xiaojin's nonsense, good boys don't play games, you know?" Osamu Watanabe tried to make his words amiable, but Sabo obviously didn't feel his intentions, and he was still fiddling with the game handle in his hand Responded: "No, Minister Shiraishi can also play, isn't he the most perfect student?"

",,," the corners of Osamu Watanabe's mouth twitched. It seems that it's time to hold a meeting for their family members. If you have time to play games, you might as well play a few more balls. Let Saab close to the ink black, right? !

"But it's too late today, it's time to rest, come on, Sabo, can we play again tomorrow?" Osamu Watanabe had no choice but to take the person away and said.

"I haven't passed the level yet, uncle!!!" Sabo waved his arms and kicked his legs to express his dissatisfaction, his head was still protruding from Xiu's shoulder, and he was staring at the TV screen.

"I'm so tired today, Sabo, don't you want me to sleep soundly?" Xiu looked at Sabo pitifully. Could it be that he is not as important as games?

"Okay, uncle, then you will let me play tomorrow." Sabo then put down the game controller in his hand, then hooked Osamu Watanabe's neck and followed him back to the bedroom naturally.

After putting the little guy under the quilt, Osamu Watanabe smiled complacently. Sure enough, he is the most important thing, hahaha.But the following things were not what he expected. Sabo has been obsessed with games since then. As soon as he got home, he would run to the TV to play games, and when he was excited, he would scream. Seeing Osamu Watanabe helpless for a while.

"Sabo, it's time to eat~" Osamu Watanabe yelled this several times, since it was already past the time to eat, but Sabo continued to play as if he didn't hear it.

"Sabo!" Osamu Watanabe felt his anger rising from the bottom of his heart little by little, wondering whether he had been too gentle and doting on this little child Sabo all this time?Can you completely ignore him now?

"Uncle?" Sabo looked at Osamu Watanabe with some puzzlement. He was playing vigorously, but why did he take the game handle away from him.

It's useless to pretend to be innocent!Osamu Watanabe stared at Sabo's blinking eyes, ruthlessly threw the game controller onto the sofa, picked up the little guy who was still clinging to it, and walked to the dining table, sat on the chair by himself, and put the person on his lap Not allowing him to escape, he stuffed the cutlery into Sabo's hand, and raised his chin towards the meal in front of him. The intention was very obvious and direct. If he didn't finish the meal, he wouldn't let him go.

"Uncle, you're so stingy." Sabo naturally understood what Ou Watanabe meant, and mumbled dissatisfiedly, leaving Ou Watanabe speechless, why is he so stingy?Is it wrong to let you eat well?Why do you think children are so difficult to raise now?The heart is manic, but Osamu Watanabe is an adult after all, he still has this concentration, just pick up a piece of meat and stuff it into Sabo's mouth, this is called stuffing your mouth with food!

Seeing that there was no room for relaxation, Sabo gave up trying to persuade the people behind him, and only wanted to finish eating quickly and then return to the game, but he didn't expect to be notified to go out as soon as he finished eating.

"Uncle, can I not go out?" Sabo held on to the door frame without letting go, looking pitifully at Osamu Watanabe and discussed.

"No!" Watanabe Osamu refused without hesitation while arranging his clothes.

"Uncle~~~Uncle~~" Seeing that Osamu Watanabe's attitude is so tough, Sabo went straight to the trump card, hugging the other's arm and shaking and shaking coquettishly: "Uncle~~~ Just let me stay at home~ ~"

"No! OK!" This time Osamu Watanabe said to Sabo, biting the accented syllables word by word.

"Uncle, bad guy, it's too much!" Seeing that acting like a baby is useless, Sabo directly protested dissatisfied with his arms akimbo.

"Whatever you say, you must go out with me today." Osamu Watanabe was not moved by it at all, instead of smiling as usual, he said with a straight face.

",,," Sabo was a little scared when he saw Osamu Watanabe like this, why did he feel that the uncle today is so abnormal, he is always smiling, how could his aura become so strong when he gets angry and becomes serious?He didn't like such an uncle, Sabo frowned slightly and looked at Ou Watanabe.

Xiu didn't know if he noticed Sabo's quietness. After tidying up, he took the little guy's hand and walked out the door. The slim suit made him look more serious, and the clean face was less lazy. Qi, he looks refreshed, even the hat he used to wear was taken off today as an exception, with soft hair and a pair of eyes, he is a completely different person from the old Osamu Watanabe .

Sabo was sitting in the passenger seat, and after watching Osamu Watanabe secretly, he felt a little strange. Today's uncle is really strange, what is he going to do with such a dress?I wanted to ask, but when I saw Osamu Watanabe driving the car intently, as if please don't talk to me, I swallowed the words again.

But he felt a little wronged in his heart. Since he came to Watanabe Xiu's house, he has never been treated like this. In his opinion, the uncle is a very gentle, cheerful and generous person. Why is he so abnormal today?Feeling aggrieved, Sabo felt that he was too childish. Usually, he would not think so much if someone treated him like this, but now, Sabo turned his head to the side, watching the ever-changing scenery and clenched his teeth. lips.

It was obvious that they were sitting dryly as if sometimes the two of them didn't speak, but this was the first time that they felt this solemn and dull feeling. The sky suddenly turned overcast, and I don't know who responded to their mood.