Makar, who had no idea that he was having a video with his biological father, repeated in confusion, "What a strange name."

“Really weird”

Wei Ran smiled and handed the little guy in his arms to Makar. While teasing the drooling little guy, he turned to the phone and looked at the little guy and asked, "Gorman, you

Do you like him?"

The little guy in Makar's arms obviously couldn't understand Russian, but he clapped his little hands and muttered something vaguely.

On the other end of the video call, Gorman bit his cuffs, trying not to make any sound. At the same time, he accidentally shook away the turbid tears that had already flowed out while nodding desperately.

"Gorman, do you like him? Do you want us to get one too?" Makar asked in English while holding his son.

"Doesn't he understand Russian yet?" Wei Ran, who knew what he was asking, stalled for time as he had nothing to say.

"I'm usually too busy, so Jessica takes care of him."

There was guilt in Makar's tone, "My mother usually teaches him some Russian words when she has time. Now this little guy can mix English and Russian at every turn. I even had some problems with Jessica because of these little things.

dispute."

"It doesn't matter, there will be plenty of time in the future."

Wei Ran glanced at the screen without trace, picked up the beer Makar had just brought, opened it and touched it with the other party. Under the bright sunshine, they chatted about the arrangements for the next few days.

After finishing the can of beer, Makar pointed to the distance and said, "Okay Victor, let's get ready for lunch. I'll take you to ride horses in the afternoon."

"Although I may not be good at shooting, riding a horse is my strength!"

"You know how to ride a horse?" Makar asked in surprise.
Chapter completed!