The knocking on the door outside stopped, started again, then stopped again.

Duncan never responded, let alone opened the door.

He didn’t know how much time passed before the knock on the door rang again.

It was also accompanied by Sonny’s clear, childish voice.

“Uncle Duncan, are you in the room? Are you asleep or awake? Can you open the door for me? I’m carrying a tray. It’s so heavy that my arms are sore. Uncle Duncan, hurry up, come out, and help me.

Uncle Duncan and my mother went on a business trip. She didn’t take me with her. She asked me to follow my aunt and uncle at home. My mother didn’t take me with her. I felt uncomfortable and wanted to cry. Uncle Duncan, can you hold me and let me sit with you? Crying on your lap?”

After Sonny finished speaking, he really started howling at the top of his lungs.

Serenity was stunned for a moment.

When did this kid learn to act?

skills

howling again. He thought Sonny was really crying,

get into the wheelchair, but the wheelchair was not in the bedroom but

he became

five meters away

normal people, this distance was only a few steps or a dozen steps, but for Duncan at this time, it was not enough. He needed to walk a few steps, then stop to rest, then walk

took a lot

sorry for Sonny and

afraid that if Sonny howled for a long time, his voice would

her share her worries, but he could help her

thing he was useful to her at the

of the bedroom with a crawler,

room in a wheelchair and

bowl of rice on the tray. There were many vegetables on top of the rice,

who asked you to carry the tray? There are so many adults, and you are a

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