What Xiao Jiu meant was that if he had come earlier, he would have been able to see Mommy. Maybe Mommy wouldn't have been taken away by an uncle.
As for which uncle it was, he didn't know either.
Fu Tingyu held Xiao Jiu in his arms. He felt that Xiao Jiu was heavier. He also felt that he, as a father, was very good. He even knew how to hold his son. When he was Xiao Jiu's age, not to mention hugging, Fu Beichen's expressionless face, had never been kind to him at all.
He looked into the courtyard, but he did not see Babe. He asked, "Where's your mommy?"
Xiao Jiu remembered that her mommy had been taken away by her uncle. He gestured for Fu Tingyu to let him down.
Fu Tingyu knew that his son wanted to come down, so he let him slide down.
After Xiao Jiu stood up, he looked up at Fu Tingyu with his small face. "Mommy was taken away by Uncle just the day before yesterday."
