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The child's innocence and vivaciousness is so cute when he speaks auspicious words, which makes people laugh, Liao Han also smiled, took out the red envelope placed under the coffee table, and said with some kindness: "Okay, Xuanxuan also has a happy Chinese New Year. "

"Brother Ah Han, this won't work. Children are ignorant, so how could they take your red envelope." Zhu Shasha evaded.

"Take it, the New Year's money for children is not for you." Liao Han turned on the TV and found cartoons, Xuan Xuan was obediently watching TV on the side without making a sound.

"Then thank you, Brother Han."

"Sasha, I shouldn't ask a question..." Liao Han hesitated, he shouldn't take too much care of some things, "Why did you go back to the village today..."

"Brother Ah Han..." Zhu Shasha's eyes turned red when she heard this.

Zhu Shasha's life was not good after she got married. To be honest, how many people can say less and do more like Liao Han?

Especially after Zhu Shasha gave birth to Xuanxuan, her husband often beat and scolded Zhu Shasha, and now she is still openly having a mistress outside.Her mother-in-law didn't care, she turned a blind eye and let her son bully Zhu Shasha and his wife.

During the Chinese New Year this year, her husband took Xiaosan home directly. Hearing that Xiaosan was pregnant and it was a boy, Zhu Shasha had to take the child back to her natal home.

After returning to her natal family, she heard about Liao Han's fortune, and the Zhu family regretted it very much.Let Zhu Shasha go to Liao Han's place if she has nothing to do, but the Zhu family has no idea, thinking that Liao Han has money, so she can't find someone else.

"Brother Ah Han, I...he always hits me." With tears in her eyes, Zhu Shasha opened her sleeves and showed Liao Han's swollen arm.

"What?" Liao Han was furious and asked, "Why don't you get a divorce?"

"I, I want to give my child a complete family... It's not good for a child to lack the love of a father..." Zhu Shasha said timidly.

"Sasha, why are you so confused!" Liao Han was a little anxious. When he saw Xuanxuan looking here, he lowered his voice and said, "Xuanxuan watches you quarrel all day, and this kind of family is complete? You are not alone now? With the child, the child has a father's love?"

"I..." Zhu Shasha couldn't help weeping in a low voice when she was said to be sad. Xuanxuan noticed her mother was crying, rushed over, pushed Liao Han away, and screamed: "You are not allowed to beat my mother ! You are not allowed to bully my mother! You go away! I hate you!"

"Xuanxuan." Zhu Shasha hugged Zhao Yaxuan, comforted her, and said, "Uncle didn't hit mom, it's because mom thought of something sad."

"Does it still hurt where Dad hit you last time?" Xuanxuan's cuteness at the moment makes people feel distressed. She gently wiped the tears from Zhu Shasha's eyes, pulled the arm in Zhu Shasha's hand, and gently blew Qi: "Hoo hoo, mom doesn't hurt."

"Hey," Liao Han sighed, and said, "You should decide for yourself."

"Brother Ah Han, let me tell you the truth. It's not that I didn't want to divorce. Last time I filed for divorce, but he... actually said that I gave birth to a loser, and he would not give me alimony, nor would he I have a ten-cent family property. I am a woman, and I have this child, how can I live?"

What Zhu Shasha said made Liao Han fall into deep thought. He thought this was the reason why most rural women forbear.He can provide a job for one Zhu Shasha so that she will not starve to death, but what can he do for countless Zhu Shasha in the world?

He can't do anything.

What Zhu Shasha is facing is not only a simple divorce, but also this deformed society.

Zhou Cong felt a little headache after sleeping, his lips were peeled, and his throat was extremely dry.In a daze, I wanted to drink some water, but found that the water in the glass had already been drunk.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask Liao Han to pour some water for him, but his voice was hoarse and he didn't make any movement.

Suppressing the physical discomfort, Zhou Cong got up from the bed and wanted to drink some water in the living room.

As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he saw a picture that made him even more headache.

Zhu Shasha looked at Liao Han with tears in her eyes, holding her daughter in her arms. Liao Han listened to Zhu Shasha's words seriously, with a bad expression on his face.

The sound of opening the door made the three people in the living room look at Zhou Cong at the same time. Zhou Cong smiled self-deprecatingly, looked down at his pajamas, turned back to the bedroom, and closed the door gently.

Liao Han's heart was seized all of a sudden, Zhou Cong's complexion was very bad, maybe it was because he didn't sleep well.Because of Zhu Shasha, Liao Han could only suppress his concern and force himself to sit where he was, not to step forward to care.

There was a knocking sound in the bedroom, Liao Han stood up abruptly, and pushed open the bedroom door.Zhou Cong fell limply on the ground with a pained expression on his face.

Liao Han stepped forward and hugged Zhou Cong in his arms. Zhou Cong's abnormally high body temperature scared Liao Han, "Zhou Cong, Zhou Cong, do you have a fever?"

At this time, Zhou Cong was so burned that he could no longer respond, and his whole body was weak.Without further ado, Liao Han put on a padded jacket and trousers for Zhou Cong, carried him on his back, and said to Zhu Shasha who was standing in the living room at a loss, "Sasha, you should go home first, he has a fever, and I will take him to the clinic."

"Okay, okay." Seeing Zhou Cong's pale face and shivering constantly, Zhu Shasha said nervously, "The infirmary in the village is definitely not open. Put on his shoes and hat first, and go directly to the hospital." The hospital in town."

"Okay." Liao Han was also concerned but confused. He didn't expect that the clinic in the village would not be open on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Liao Han wrapped Zhou Cong tightly, and used his broken three-wheeler again.Liao Han felt a little unlucky, but he couldn't control the situation so much now.

Liao Han used to take Aunt Liao to see a doctor, and he always took it as slowly as he could, so as not to make Aunt Liao feel a little uncomfortable.This time it was different. Liao Han was as if he was going to break the tricycle, and he arrived at the town hospital in less than half the usual time.

"Doctor, my cousin has a fever!" Liao Han wandered around the hospital hall with Zhou Cong on his back. He did thousands of things, but all of them were useless when he came to Zhou Cong.

Doctors and nurses put Zhou Cong directly on the stretcher and took his temperature.

Liao Han looked like a fool, standing aside and worrying.

"This person was sent to the hospital with a fever like this! It looks like he had a fever all night!" The doctor said angrily. Procrastinate."

The doctor gave Liao Han a serious reprimand, and finally said: "What are you doing standing here, why don't you register and pay the money?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Liao Han was in a hurry to go out, so he brought a card instead of cash, so he hurried to register to pay the money, and went out to buy two new towels and lunch.While doing these things, he scolded himself for being mentally ill. Do these things still need to be ordered by the doctor?

When Liao Han returned to the ward and looked at Zhou Cong who was hanging the water, he felt at ease.Zhou Cong had an abnormal blush on his face, his lips were terribly pale, and his brows were tightly knit together.Liao Han quickly fetched a pot of hot water, poured the hot water into a disposable paper cup, and took a cotton swab to apply on Zhou Cong's lips.

Liao Han wet the newly bought towel again, and gently wiped Zhou Cong's face. Maybe because his face was cool, Zhou Cong's brows relaxed a little.

After some busy work, Zhou Cong's bottle of water was almost finished.Liao Han sat on the stool, staring at Zhou Cong's face, his mind was in a mess.

Zhou Cong who scolded him, Zhou Cong who praised him, proud Zhou Cong, frustrated Zhou Cong, kind Zhou Cong, unkind Zhou Cong, all kinds of Zhou Cong were turning around in Liao Han's mind .Liao Han felt that he was completely trapped. He didn't hate any kind of Zhou Cong, he even liked it so much.

Liao Han knew how flustered and helpless he was just at this moment. Last night's angry behavior was no different from mental retardation. Even if he knew that Zhou Cong was not a good person in the full sense, so what, Liao Han Still fascinated by him.

His thinking and hesitation were useless.

Zhou Cong's illness made Liao Han know his heart, and made him more determined. No matter what Zhou Cong was like before, he just liked Zhou Cong.

"Water..." As soon as Zhou Cong woke up, he asked for water first. Liao Han had already prepared water for him that was neither hot nor cold.

After hanging the water, Zhou Cong's body temperature dropped a lot, and his throat didn't hurt as much as before, but he was still a little dizzy.

"What time is it?" Zhou Cong asked.

"Five o'clock in the afternoon." Liao Han said softly, "Do you want some water?"

"No more." Zhou Cong shook his head and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"You have a fever." Speaking of this, Liao Han frowned and said, "Why didn't you call me when you had a fever? Do you know how worried I am?"

Zhou Cong was speechless, he thought he was in dire straits in his dream, but who knew he had a cold.

"Why do you have a fever? The stove in our house has never been turned off these days."

"I...in the shower...accidentally spilled cold water..." Zhou Cong replied with a guilty conscience.

"You, you, let me tell you what's good about you!" Liao Han said a lesson, his tone was full of tenderness, and his eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness.

It's a pity that Zhou Cong was so dizzy that he neither heard nor saw clearly, and fell asleep again.

The doctor came to see Zhou Cong and said that there was nothing serious about him. Liao Han prescribed a lot of medicine and listened carefully to the doctor's orders.The two took a taxi back to the big tile house, but Liao Han didn't let Zhou Cong go back to his house, forcing him to sit on his kang.

Zhou Cong huddled under the blanket, only feeling warm all over his body.Liao Han put all his energy into burning the stove outside the house, and the fire in the stove was burning vigorously.

The salty porridge was ready soon. Liao Han put the porridge aside, helped Zhou Cong up, put two pillows behind him, and asked carefully, "Is this comfortable?"

"Well, it's alright."

Liao Han picked up the bowl and didn't let Zhou Cong reach out. He took the spoon and fed Zhou Cong one by one.

"I can eat it myself."

"The place where the water hangs on your hand is still green, let me come."

Zhou Cong hadn't eaten all day, so a bowl of porridge was drained after a while.Liao Han wiped the corners of Zhou Cong's mouth with paper, and asked, "Do you want more?"

"I'm full." Zhou Cong was a little baffled by Liao Han's actions. He thought for a while, then suddenly realized, and asked, "Did you take care of your mother like this before?"

Liao Han was a little puzzled, thought for a while, and said, "Almost."

Zhou Cong nodded knowingly, regained some energy, and said, "By the way, bring me my phone."

"What are you doing with your phone?"

"It's agreed to send some money to my dad."

"Okay, I'll get it for you."

Liao Han immediately went to get Zhou Cong's mobile phone, handed it to him, and asked, "Take medicine half an hour after eating, cover yourself, and don't catch a cold again."

"Hmm..." Zhou Cong responded casually, found the card number sent by Uncle Zhang, and transferred more than half of the money he earned from the card.

The author has something to say:

Brother Xiao Cong is sick

big guy is nervous

Zhu Shasha is also pitiful

On another level, Zhu Shasha counts as an assist!