reborn stepfather

May day is the time when the flowers are thick and the clouds gather and the spring is pleasant.

After hanging the needle for two days, I cried bitterly under the quilt last night, as if I had vented all the heavy things.When I woke up this morning, I pushed open the window and looked out, and it was rare to feel refreshed.

I finally got through to my second brother last night, and I quickly asked about Pengpeng's situation.

"Not very good..." The second brother hesitated again and again, only hesitating to say these four words.

I sigh.

The second brother stopped talking, and after a while he said: "It's okay, don't worry too much, take care of yourself. Oh, by the way, I called so urgently yesterday, is there something wrong?"

"Yes, yes, there is something urgent." I slapped my head, "Do you know that Chi Qian came to my side?"

"Ah? Why did he come here?"

"Let's not pursue this for now, are you free now? Do me a favor, come and take the child back. If you can, it's best to help me take care of him for a few days." I thought for a while and added, "If Pengpeng I really can't leave there, you can help me send Chi Qian to Wei Heng's place."

"Okay, there's nothing wrong with it. I'm near the hospital now, and I'll be here soon." The second brother readily agreed, "Pengpeng has a big brother and a sister-in-law, and my parents will come to help me in the afternoon, so I will be more helpful." I can't get it right, so I can help you watch your son."

Tears welled up in my eyes. It would be great if my second brother could help. I have been bothering Wei Heng for the past few days. Actually, I am also very embarrassed. Now I am more at ease.

"Second brother, this is the first time I think you are reliable!" I praised him for the first time.

"What does it mean to feel reliable now? I have always been so honest and reliable!" the second brother roared.

I laughed.

Thinking back to this, I stretched my head out of the window and looked again and again.In the empty yard, plastic ropes were pulled up, and white sheets and pillowcases were hung to dry on them, blowing back and forth in the wind, and there was no one outside the iron gate.

It seems that Chi Qian should have been picked up by the second brother.

Although the second brother is unreliable most of the time, he will not easily break his promise to others.

At this moment, with a "creak", the door that had been locked all night finally opened.

The nurse who delivered my food and took my temperature opened the door and said, "Mr. Chen, your test results have come out."

"Out, out?" I thought I would be asked to wait a few more days, but I had no such preparation at all.For a moment, he seemed to forget how to put his hands, wiped them on his body, and swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva nervously, "The result...how was the result?"

"Not very good."

...Damn, why are these four words again.

I didn't move, and stood there blankly as if frozen, and couldn't help but curse in my heart.

The nurse was very calm. She stuffed the thermometer into my mouth, called me to sit down, and told me to roll up my sleeves to draw her blood.

I did so with great distress, and the lightness of the idea disappeared early in the morning.

After the nurse drew the blood, she looked up at me and happened to meet my bewildered eyes. She suddenly smiled and poked my arm: "I brought you back the test report, and the doctor asked me to tell you, Said that you are not in good health and a little anemic, let me remember to tell you to eat more red dates and wolfberries in the future."

I was going through the cycle in my head, I was going to die, and I didn't recover when I heard her say that.After staying for two seconds, I felt something was wrong, and asked tentatively, "...What does this mean?"

"It's not Sara." The nurse pursed her lips and teased her, and ran away as soon as she put the things away.

I was really scared to death!

"Oh, wait!" After being surprised and delighted, I chased out the door, "Then when can I go back?"

The nurse waved the tube of blood that was drawn just now, and said, "Just wait for this to be tested again to make sure that you have not been infected during the isolation ward."

Yes, there is still waiting.

"Can you let me go downstairs, I'm going to be suffocated these days." I had to settle for the next best thing.

The nurse stopped and hesitated: "Well, you go back to the room to eat first, and I will come to you after I walk through the remaining wards. Then, you follow me to the disinfection area, and I will let you go downstairs for a walk after disinfection. "

I grinned, and agreed repeatedly.

Hooray, don't die!

After the nurse left, I didn't go back to the room immediately.Instead, he climbed on the railing and looked at the distant scenery.

The winter jasmine flowers I saw when I first entered the quarantine area were still there, blooming in the pale orange morning glow of May.

It's hard for me to describe my mood at the moment, as if the cloth covering my eyes was suddenly lifted, as if I hadn't found these things before, and I just saw them for the first time today, and everything I saw was novel.I was thinking in my heart, why does this piece of winter jasmine bloom so well?Why is the air so fresh this morning?When I went home, I drank porridge and listened to Leslie Cheung’s songs on the Walkman. How did this porridge become delicious?How can Leslie Cheung sing so well?Even when I went to disinfect with the nurse, I murmured in my heart that the nurse suddenly looked better.

After disinfection, I took another shower and called my second brother while combing my hair in front of the mirror.

I pressed the loudspeaker and put it aside, I hummed in a good mood, and concentrated on smoothing the curled up hair with water.

After a while, the beeping sound stopped, and the phone vibrated suddenly. I knew it was connected, so I hurried forward and said, "Second brother, it's me."

There is no sound on the phone.

"Second Brother, are you listening?" I finally got my hair done, tilted my back, and sat on the bed and put on my pants, "Hello? Second Brother, can you hear me?"

Only a vague syllable came from the phone.

"Second brother, what did you say? I didn't hear clearly." I didn't care, and said to myself, "Oh, by the way, can you call Chi Qian over to listen to the phone call?"

There was still silence on the other end of the phone, just when I couldn't help urging again, the other side said softly: "Dad, I'm here."

I sat up straight.

"Second uncle is still sleeping." The child's voice was still very soft.

The child's voice is still tender, and it is very gentle, which logically would only make people more relaxed, but I was a little nervous for no reason.

Because in his previous life, Chi Qian's sullen speech would become like this, very calm and light, like a stream covered with a thin layer of ice in winter.Every time he shows this tone of voice, I'm particularly prone to lack of confidence, even if I haven't done anything.

Sure enough, habits are really powerful things, and I feel a little guilty now.So I asked cautiously, "Then why don't you sleep more?"

He doesn't answer.

This is another big habit of Chi Qian - he doesn't argue with others when he encounters anything. If he disagrees or makes him feel unhappy, he will either sit on the sidelines or silence is golden. I really showed it to you.An unhappy childhood as a child taught him to hide himself.But now it seems that he has been this boring personality since he was a child. No wonder we lived together for so many years before, and our relationship was more rigid than a zombie, but we never quarreled.

So I heheed twice in embarrassment, paused, and said in a cheerful tone as much as possible: "Juan, Dad has some good news for you! Dad's test came out today, and there is no infection, you know it right?" ..."

"I know." He cut me off.

"Ah, you know, um, it's good that you know." I scratched my head, and said the purpose of the call a little embarrassedly, "Well, do you want to come to see Dad with your second uncle this morning?"

He asked back, "Is Dad willing to let me meet?"

What he said stunned me for a moment, and my first reaction after I was stunned was: Why does his statement sound a little ironic?

The second reaction is: well, sure enough, I somehow pissed him off.

I thought about it, how would I have dealt with it if this happened before?

It seemed that there was one time in his previous life that Chi Qian was very angry. Yes, that's right, it was that time, when Chi Qian participated in the speech contest for the first time when he was in high school.

Unlike other children who like to trouble their parents, Chi Qian seldom made demands on me since he was a child.When he grows up, the number of times will be even less. Only when we had lunch together that day, he rarely asked me to watch his game after class, and of course I wholeheartedly agreed.

He smiled when he heard my promise, as if he was satisfied.

But I missed my appointment.

A female teacher in the language group of our junior year wanted to invite birthday wine, and she specifically asked me to participate.I thought that Chi Qian didn't want to agree, but I didn't expect the female teacher to come over and hold my arm, causing everyone in the office to boo. You know, I don't ask Teacher Chen for a birthday gift now, as long as Teacher Chen is willing to reward me, how about it?"

When I said I was going to watch my son’s speech contest, a colleague immediately said, “Is it the one held in the small auditorium? That’s just the preliminaries. There are still more competitions to come. It’s okay not to go. Teacher Chen, please don’t shirk. "

They said something to each other, and I couldn't find any excuses, so I was dragged away like this.

At that time, I didn't think about it carefully. I thought it would be okay to make up for it after I made it to the finals, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

Although it was just a small competition, it was also Chi Qian's first speech competition.He himself must value it very much, and he must be nervous. Even if he conceals it very well, for him, as long as I sit quietly in the auditorium, it will be a great support for him.

I heard that other contestants who participated in the competition had their parents and friends to cheer on them. What's worse, there was a part of this speech contest where relatives and friends gave speeches to help canvass votes.Although Chi Qian would not be reduced to the point that no one would cheer him on, but that time he stood on the stage and looked at the auditorium over and over again, but he couldn't find me.

But I, an incompetent parent, didn't think about it with my heart. If I had been waiting like a fool, but the person who released the pigeons went to the female colleague's birthday reception, how would I feel in my heart.

It was late at night when I got home from the birthday party, and he was sitting in the living room waiting for me, still wearing the black suit he had worn for the speech.

I was a little surprised at the time, because I didn't see anger in his eyes, but extremely calm eyes, as if there was only deep tiredness left inside.

He looked up at me, didn't say a word, but seemed to have explained everything.

After a while, he walked up to me and smelled the smell of alcohol on my body, and maybe the perfume of a female colleague, his face froze.

"I'm too stupid to have such impossible hopes."

He took a deep look at me, turned around and went back to the room after leaving this sentence.

Since then, he has been angry all the time, always speaking without a tone, and his eyes are cold when looking at people.I carefully paid for several days of carefulness, and I also attended the speech contests in the future, and I would go to see it on leave, but it still didn't help.

It happened that there was a sudden thunder and lightning one day, I had already returned home from get out of class, and Chi Qian was still participating in the club, so I braved the heavy rain to deliver an umbrella for him.

When Chi Qian walked to the door of the teaching building, he saw me holding an umbrella, and his eyes widened in disbelief.I moved the umbrella over his head, and he stood there silently. I thought my tone was flattering, and I said, "Let's go home."

When I was in high school, Chi Qian already had an altitude of 180, much higher than my father who rounded up to 175, so he took the umbrella in my hand very smoothly, his expression did not change, but he responded: "Yes. "

I laughed at once, because I knew that it would be fine after the rain.

So I can now conclude that there is only one move to deal with the angry Chi Qian—subdue!

So I softened my tone and said pleadingly: "Juan, do you want to visit Dad with your second uncle later? Dad has been locked in the room alone these days, sick and uncomfortable, and I haven't seen you for several days , I miss you."

Tsk, I haven't said nasty words for a long time, and I feel so sour when I say it suddenly.

But Chi Qian liked this very much. Although his tone was still blunt, his words were already compromised: "Then I'll go and wake up my second uncle."

I smiled secretly, rubbed the goose bumps on my hands, and continued to say nastyly: "Then dad is waiting for you, you must come~"

After I hung up the phone, I felt pretty witty as I put on my coat.

"Tsk tsk tsk, disrespecting the old, disrespecting the old." A voice suddenly came from the door, "They are all fathers, and they are acting like a baby with their son, tsk tsk."

Hearing the sound, he turned his head, and saw a person leaning against the door, shaking his head in pain.

I was unable to support my forehead: "You don't seem to have the right to criticize me for being old and disrespectful?"