wife addiction

After dinner, Zong Tianyao turned upside down at home again, even turned out his baby bottle and crotch pants before his first birthday.

I saw that his cheerful little face became extremely depressed again, and I couldn't bear it. Suddenly, I thought that the proprietress' son was about the same age as Zong Tianyao, and he lived in the hospital every day. There were no children to play with him, so I just pretended The deputy looked remorseful and said to Zong Tianyao: "Ah! I remembered. I saw a little boy in the hospital. He had something wrong with his brain. I don't know if it is the little angel you were looking for. Do you want us to Go to the hospital tomorrow?"

As soon as Zong Tianyao heard this, he became energetic and insisted on dragging me to go there that night. I coaxed him for a long time before he dismissed the idea.

Zong Tianming didn't pay too much attention to the matter of this little angel. Perhaps with his brain starting to think about why one plus one equals two, he has already realized that there are no angels in the world at all.

But he didn't expose the truth.

The next day, Zong Tianyao, who looked thoughtful and cheerful, went to the hospital together with me and Xiao Qian.

The little boy's name is Luo Jiaxing. He was so happy to see us that he almost cried.

However, as soon as Zong Tianyao entered the door, he chattered around the little boy and asked, the little boy was terrified, and frequently looked to Xiao Qian for help.

I can't quite understand why this child likes Xiao Qian so much, Xiao Qian looks very difficult to get along with, but when Xiao Qian lifted the little boy from the bed with a livid face, the little boy obviously relaxed a lot , I can deal with Zong Tianyao's basket of questions.

I can't quite understand why Xiaoqian is very friendly to Luo Jiaxing, why every time he hugs him, he has to put on a constipated expression.

Xiao Qian heard my doubts, and asked with disdain: "Don't you know how much a four-year-old child really weighs?"

I suddenly realized, looking at Xiao Qian's slightly thin body, I thought this is really embarrassing him.

There was no barrier between the children, Zong Tianyao and Luo Jiaxing became acquainted in a short while, and Luo Jiaxing was no longer as scared as he was at the beginning, and had a good time with Zong Tianyao.

The proprietress thanked us very much for our arrival. When Xiaoqian and I went to Robert's house to clean up the remaining flowers and plants, Zong Tianyao and Zong Tianming stayed in the hospital to play with Luo Jiaxing.

In the evening we went to pick them up and asked Zong Tianyao on a whim if that child was the little angel he was looking for.

Zong Tianyao shook his head in frustration: "Jiaxing is not a little angel. A little angel comes from the sky. He should have a pair of wings that can fly, but Jiaxing doesn't have wings."

I think Tianyao is about to realize that there are no angels in this world anymore, but seeing his disappointed expression, he suddenly feels sorry for him. Just as he was about to express his comfort, Zong Tianyao changed the subject, took my hand and spoke to me enthusiastically. I said: "Uncle, you don't know, Jiaxing is a very interesting kid, and he won't make fun of Tianyao for speaking strangely. Jiaxing and Tianyao will definitely become the best best friends in this world."

I can't keep up with Zong Tianyao's thinking. One second, I was so sad that I wanted to cry, but the next second I was jumping happily.

However, it is a good thing that he and Luo Jiaxing get along anyway, I am very pleased, patted Zong Tianyao on the head, and praised him for being a good boy.

Zong Tianyao smiled shyly and said that he would go to the hospital to play with Luo Jiaxing tomorrow, and he would tell him how to use the compass to prevent him from getting lost like the little angel in the future.

Before dawn the next day, Zong Tianyao couldn't wait to get up from the bed, ate a meal indiscriminately, and asked Zong Xian to take him to play with Luo Jiaxing.

While Zong Xian was busy restoring the operation of the hospital, he was also preparing for the anniversary celebration. He was impatient with Zong Tianyao's noise, so he picked him up and put him on his shoulders, and strode out of the restaurant.

When we went to the hospital yesterday, Zong Jie came back suddenly and went through the transfer procedures for Zong Tianming, so Zong Tianming and Zong Tianyao officially moved back from their grandma's house and began to take root in the Zong family compound.

Zong Jie pushed that he still had things to do and left overnight, so as soon as Zong Xian left, the task of sending Zong Tianming to report at school fell on me.

I looked at Zong Tianming, he was hugging his small porcelain bowl, staring at Zong Xian's back in a daze, his expression a bit sad.

I thought he was angry because his father transferred him to another school without his consent, so I comforted him by saying that in the new kindergarten, he would meet many new friends, meet new teachers, and learn new things. Knowledge.

Zong Tianming came back to look at me, and asked a little depressed: "Uncle Da Cong, isn't Tianyao together?"

I suddenly understood the problem, thought for a while and explained: "Tianyao is still too young, it is too difficult for him to go to school."

"Well, I understand." Zong Tianming nodded, and continued to eat his meal in silence.

After dinner, I took Zong Tianming to find the kindergarten at the address left by Zong Jie, entrusted him to his teacher, patted him on the shoulder, encouraged him, and told him that I would pick him up at noon , and left.

I know that it is difficult for a six-year-old child to face an unfamiliar environment, but for his growth, I have to do this, because adults cannot be around children all the time, they have to learn independent.

It's just that I don't quite agree with Zong Jie's unreliable approach. He suddenly transferred the little guy to another school without revealing any information in advance. He didn't even know to come to see him off on the first day of the transfer.

No matter how busy the work is, it's not bad for a day and a half.

Moreover, the little guy's mother has never shown up at the Zong family, which seems too unreasonable.

If I have children, I will definitely not put the cart before the horse...

Thinking of this, I suddenly became a little depressed. Zong Xian and I couldn't have a child. Even though medicine has advanced enough to find a surrogate, I still can't stand the child's body with Zong Xian or me and another woman of blood.

When I came back from kindergarten, I had nothing to do, so I called Zong Xian and asked if there was anything I could help with. After getting a negative answer and an order to rest at home, I wandered to the garden.

It was late autumn, and almost all the flowers and trees in the garden had withered, except for a patch of roses behind the pond, which were in full bloom.

I thought of the garland that Zong Xian wove for me in summer, and I felt infinitely melancholy, sighed, approached the rose, and looked at it carefully.

I don't like the smell of roses very much, but I love its color very much.

Rose red, I always think it is the most noble, most decisive and most unattainable color in the world.

It wants to embrace the world with full enthusiasm, but uses its own sharp thorns to keep people away thousands of miles away.

The flowers bloom beautifully, but no one comes to watch them.

I think, if these proud and glamorous plants are made into a bunch of flower arrangements and placed indoors, it will not be in vain for them to be beautiful once in the world.

I reached out and held the stem of the rose, hesitated for a while, and finally retracted.

Although I thought that the art of flower arranging I had learned from Robert was enough to win more favor for this rose, but for the rest of it, the parting of flower and branch was so cruel and far away. A broken flower also hurts, doesn't it?

I gave up the idea of ​​making flower arrangements, twirled the petals and watched for a while, thinking that I haven't seen my brother much recently, so I planned to visit him.

Since Zong Jian's father came back last time, my parents didn't make him face the wall and think about his mistakes, nor stopped him from interacting with Zong Jian.

The intimacy between him and Zong Jian has been restrained a lot, and he is extremely polite to Zong Xian.

I don't know what Zong Jian's father did that night, but as far as the results are concerned, nothing is better than now.

However, afraid of encountering that situation again, I called him in advance.

My brother seemed to be angry, his voice was a little hoarse, before I had time to ask, he told me that I could go directly to the office to find him, he had something to do now, he couldn’t leave, he couldn’t come to pick me up, and at the end of the day, he told me to go on the way careful.

I hung up the phone, feeling uneasy. I didn't know who my brother was angry with, and I didn't know if it was right for me to go now. I was hesitating, but my brother called again and said he would pick me up right away.

"Brother, if you are busy, then I won't go." I said cautiously.

"I'm done, just wait for me, I'll be there right away." My brother hurriedly answered and hung up the phone.

When I saw my brother again, he had just stepped out of the car wearing sunglasses, and the sharp low pressure around him was like the sky before a storm.

I have never seen such an oppressive aura from my brother, and I couldn't help being shocked by it, swallowed nervously, and stopped in place.

However, my brother's awesome aura only lasted for two seconds.

As soon as he turned his head and saw me, his anger immediately turned into infinite grievances. He took off his glasses and threw them aside, jumped up, hung on me, hugged my neck tightly, and complained under his throat:

"Ah, Xiaoying, my brother is going to die of anger, stop me quickly, I'm afraid I'll really kill this stubborn donkey!"

I couldn't figure it out, I didn't know who the stubborn donkey he was talking about, and was about to ask, his driver came over and put the sunglasses on my brother's head, jokingly said: "Boss, it's not kind to kill a donkey. "

I looked at him in surprise, feeling very strange in my heart. Could it be that my brother is so "easy-going" in their company that even a small driver dares to shoot him casually?

My brother glared at the driver angrily, and said angrily: "Chen Youdao, don't get carried away here, sooner or later, I'll paralyze your entire body!"

The man named Chen Youdao was not angry, but said to my brother with a pleasant face: "Boss, if you agree to let Dengying Ruge attend the signing event, let alone hemiplegia, I will not hesitate to make me completely paralyzed."

"Chen Youdao, you are enough! If I say it's impossible, it's impossible! Even if you beat me with the number of releases, it's okay! No! Yes! Yes!"

My brother was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and my arm was about to be crushed by him, but I didn't care to break free, and asked quickly: "Brother, Deng Ying Ru Ge is the signed author of your publishing house?"

My brother threw the sunglasses on his head into Chen Youdao's arms again, answered yes casually, and started arguing with Chen Youdao again.

There was a burst of ecstasy in my heart, I left my brother, ran to my room and found the novel that I had read countless times, grabbed two pens from the table, and ran to the front door.

My brother rolled up his sleeves and had a heated argument with Chen Youdao. I probably listened to it, and it seemed that there was a disagreement over the number of new books to be released.

I waited patiently for a while, and seeing that they showed no sign of stopping, I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and inserted my book and pen between the two of them, apologized to Chen Youdao, then turned to my brother, and put the book I stuffed the pen into his hand and begged him to find Deng Ying Ru Ge to sign for me.

Both my brother and Chen Youdao were stunned for a moment, my brother asked in amazement: "Xiaoying, are you a fan of Ruge?"

I was afraid that he would disagree, so I nodded quickly: "Yes, I have been his diehard fan since he published his first book. I heard that his new book will be released soon. I hope I can get the original copy this time." .”

When my brother heard this, he jumped at Chen Youdao and yelled again: "Chen Youdao, did you hear that, there are only 50 copies, and even my own brother can't get the original copy. Are you so determined to contribute to the pirated market? !"