"Nightmare?" Butong felt Yan Zheng's face and said softly, "fight is not afraid. Nightmares are the opposite. Tell your mother what do you dream about?"

"Dad is bad!" Yan Zheng stared at Li Jingchen, who was lying on the bed. "I dreamed my father bullied my mother!"

Li Jingchen opened his eyes, looked at him lightly, ignored him, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

"fight, dad didn't bully mom, you can't be cruel to Dad," Butong rubbed his hair, "things in dreams can't be taken seriously."

Yan Zheng nodded, "OK," he thought about it, and then asked, "didn't dad bully mom? Mom doesn't have to be afraid of dad....