Good Luck in the Year of the Pig

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Cub! What's wrong with you? Tell Dad!" Lu Ying was in a panic. He couldn't remember the last time his son cried, because his son cried too little, even when he was the most bewildered baby.He eats, wears warm clothes and cleans himself up. He gets up by himself when he falls. Once his head was smashed and bled, he just groaned twice. He was not afraid of getting an injection, which even children are afraid of.Lu Ying knew very well that it was not because his son was brave and strong and he was not afraid of anything, but because he was tough and tolerant, and his pain perception was very low.

No one would believe it, Lu Zaizai was six years old after the first birthday and had never been sick.For three years in kindergarten, he was the only child in the whole school who had full attendance.From time to time, parents and teachers ask him how to raise their children to be in good health. How can he have any experience to talk about.Because that's what it looks like, it's born that way.

Hearing the child crying at this moment, what Lu Ying was most afraid of was "Is the child injured?" ', deep remorse and self-blame poured out of my chest.Zai Zai is still a child, why would he leave the child alone at home!

"Hey, wipe away your tears and talk to Dad. Are you hurt?" Lu Ying hurriedly tore off her hat, got up and left the noisy crowd.

"Woo Dad, my hands are blistered, it hurts so much... why don't you come back, I don't want you to go to work, I want dad to accompany me... I don't want to be alone at home..."

"Cub..."

"Wow, I don't want to be at home alone... I want my father to accompany me..."

Lu Ying walked back while holding his mobile phone, tears poured out uncontrollably, he wiped it indiscriminately and tried to calm himself down.

"Be good, baby, dad is coming back now, tell me slowly, why are there bubbles on your hands?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Burned by Nuan Bao?" Lu Ying asked with concern.

"But the warm baby is not hot at all..."

"Father knows, just stay still, don't touch the injured place, and wait for me to come back."

Lu Ying hurriedly found a colleague to stand on the top: "It's troublesome."

"Go back quickly, the child is important. Remember to call the supervisor to clarify."

While riding a bicycle on the road while waiting for a red light, he briefly explained the situation to Director Li, and then he focused on rushing home.

When he got to the downstairs of the community, he put down the car and rushed up the stairs, running faster than taking the elevator. As soon as his figure reached the entrance of the corridor, he heard a happy and crying voice: "Dad!"

Lu Zaizai opened the door at some point, and waited at the door of the house early, waiting for his father who said he was going home soon.

He knew Dad would never break his word.

"Zai Zai..." Lu Ying caught the son who rushed over, and carefully held his hand: "Let me see your hand, did you burst the bubble?"

Lu Zaizai shrank his hands, sobbing against his red and swollen eyes: "The bubble is so big, I thought it would disappear when it was punctured... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh... Blame me for missing Dad so much...I feel so hurt when Dad is not at home┭┮﹏┭┮”

He hugged Lu Ying's neck tightly and cried, Lu Ying was sad and funny: "Cry when it hurts, let me see."

"Look, look, my hands don't look good at all, woohoo..."

Lu Ying frowned and stared at her son's little hand, a large piece of it was hot red, the most serious thing was that the hot bubbles were broken, and the skin was wrinkled. The red, yellow and yellow were really scary. He encouraged: "Don't be afraid, Dad Now take you to the hospital to apply medicine, and you will be fine in two days."

"Woooo! I won't cry when Dad comes back."

"In the future, when Dad is away, don't use electrical appliances indiscriminately. Although Nuan Baobao is small, it is also very dangerous."

"Well, but today I'm alone at home and suddenly it's so cold. I want to warm my hands. I blame Nuan Baobao for being too naughty today. Huh, I think it is deliberately bullying me..."

"..." Lu Ying was suspicious, why is her son more delicate than him?It must have been someone who was genetically spoiled.

Still being hugged by her son, Lu Ying simply carried him into the house, took the medical insurance card and ID card with her, and then went to the nearest tertiary hospital.

There is a community hospital next door to the community, but its reputation is very mediocre. He vaguely heard that warm baby burns are low-temperature burns, which are more difficult to treat than high-temperature burns. Of course, going to a tertiary hospital is more reassuring.

The third-class hospital is not far away. I took the subway at the gate of the community with my son, and I arrived at Tongji in three stops. I registered, bought a case, queued up, and so on.

Lu Zaizai, who has only been vaccinated in the community and has never been in a big hospital, stopped crying a long time ago, because there are so many crying babies and big babies here.Lu Zaizai looked around in a daze, huddled in his father's arms nervously in fear, retreated in his heart, and wanted to go home.

Lu Ying took her son to wait, and half an hour passed in a blink of an eye. Seeing that the doctor was supposed to be off work at noon, she immediately regretted it. If she had known this situation, she might as well have gone to the community hospital.

"Come on, go inside with Dad and ask." Waiting in the lobby to be called, Lu Ying entered the corridor, and there were two patients waiting in line outside the doctor's office. A nurse came out, and Lu Ying immediately asked: "Nurse, I would like to ask how many numbers can be called in the morning? My son's hand burns are urgently needed to be treated. Can I be scheduled in the morning? Why don't you see if there is a way to temporarily deal with this bubble? Or tell me what to do? What kind of medicine, you can see that the water is running now, what should I do?"

Being grabbed by Lu Ying's wrist, Lu Zaizai thought of his poor hand again, and suddenly felt wronged and wanted to cry, his mouth was so full that he could hang a bottle of oil.

The nurse was a little startled when she saw this, and gently lifted Lu Zaizai's fat hand: "Oh, what happened to this, you should have said earlier if it was so badly scalded, was it from a warm baby? You have a low-temperature burn, which is very troublesome. Why? He also punctured it randomly, and he is not afraid of bacterial infection, what a father!"

Lu Ying bowed her head in shame.

The nurse dragged Lu Zaizai to the front of the ward, "Director Zhang, there is a child with burns, can you take a look at it first? Ma'am, I'm sorry, this child is young, can you be more accommodating?" She was very embarrassed Ask the last female patient in front of the door.

The lady who seemed to have extraordinary temperament moved away directly: "Go in, it doesn't matter if I am slightly injured." After finishing speaking, the woman turned her head and looked in Lu Ying's direction.

Lu Ying was originally focused on her son, but suddenly raised her head at this moment, she couldn't help being taken aback.

"... Mrs. Qin."

Mrs. Qin smiled slightly: "Lu Ying, long time no see."

"...Yes." Lu Ying laughed dryly.

Mrs. Qin breathed out quietly. She did not expect to meet Lu Ying again in Qixia Town. Is it because of the narrow road to the enemy, or fate?

"Father, I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm going home and I don't want to see a doctor..." Lu Zaizai suddenly broke away from the nurse and threw herself into Lu Ying's arms crying.

Lu Ying anxiously comforted him: "Hey, Dad will stay with you. You are a man. Don't be afraid of such a small injury. The doctor will apply medicine to you and you will recover soon. Dad never lies to you." He carried the child in, The doctor's rhetoric was the same as that of the nurse, even scarier than what the nurse said. Applying medicine is indispensable, and if it is serious, surgery is required, which frightened Lu Ying for a moment.On the contrary, the agitated Lu Zaizai slowly calmed down, sniffing with swollen eyes.

When the doctor cleaned the wound, Lu Zaizai couldn't help howling again, his voice and vigor almost made Lu Ying's scalp tingle.

Undoubtedly, he has been lucky in these years. A child who does not get sick can save parents from a lot of hardships.Other parents said that it is difficult to take care of children, and it is even more difficult to go to the hospital when they are sick, and it is even more difficult for children to be uncomfortable for adults.Physical exhaustion and psychological pressure continue to devastate one after another.No matter how naughty or lively a child is, when he gets sick, he will either be listless, or cry and act like a baby, and he is completely different from usual.

Seeing that Lu Zaizai's tears flowed out without money, Lu Ying had nothing to do, neither comfort nor reprimand, anyway, it's enough to cry, shedding a little tears is not a hindrance.

"When you go back, be careful not to touch the wound, let alone get it wet. Apply the medicine for two days to see how it recovers. If the recovery is not good, the rotten skin on it will have to be treated with surgery. Alright, go to the automatic machine outside to pay and then Go to the first floor to get the medicine."

"Thank you doctor!"

Not worried about her son's recovery ability, Lu Ying walked out of the doctor's office with a breath, only to realize that Mrs. Qin was still at the door.Thinking that someone gave up his seat, Lu Ying said, "Thank you, Mrs. Qin."

"It should be, it's important for children. I just got a little burn from cooking. This is... your son? How old is it?" Mrs. Qin chattered embarrassingly.That's not her style.

"Yeah." Lu Ying sighed, lowered her eyebrows and touched her son's head: "Zai Zai, thank you to grandma."

Tears were still hanging on Lu Zaizai's white and tender face, and he pouted softly, "Thank you grandma."

Mrs. Qin was slightly surprised: "Did I see you last time? At Dr. Hu's clinic." She didn't pay much attention to the child that time, but she didn't expect it to be Lu Ying's son. After all, it was the third time she saw it , It's really...fate.

"Grandma, that's my godfather's house." Lu Zaizai replied in a bad mood.

This child... Even if it is Lu Ying's son, she still can't hate it.

How good it is to be fat in vain.

"What a coincidence." Mrs. Qin smiled gently, and leaned down to look at Lu Zaizai's hand: "Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts... woo..." Lu Zaizai was still wronged, he had never been so hurt since he grew up.

Lu Ying was speechless, hurt a little, the fat boy immediately transformed into a delicate little princess, really drunk.

I don't even look at who the target of acting like a baby is, hum!

"Oh, look at your tear bubbles, be good, be good, don't cry. Grandma gave you a small gift, I hope you get better soon." Mrs. Qin put the small box she had been holding onto into Lu Zaizai's palm, and now This is the only suitable gift in her hand.

As expected, Lu Zaizai stopped crying, and looked at the box curiously with tears: "What is this?"

The box is small, but it is very delicate, and it is not cheap at first glance.

Lu Ying hesitated to speak.

"A cute little pig is a gift from grandma."

"Little pig! I like piggy the most! Thank you grandma... Dad, can I have it?" Lu Zaizai braked in time with a smile from his tears, and eagerly asked his father for advice.Dad said that anything an adult sends must be approved by him before he can accept it.

As if she was afraid that Lu Ying would refuse, Mrs. Qin hurriedly explained: "It's not an expensive thing. The souvenir that the bank gave me for free, I took it and put it on hold. I happened to meet you and your son, so you can let the child accept it." .”

After a pause, she added: "Your son is very cute." She even felt a little envious in her heart.

Mrs. Qin thought that Lu Ying would not accept it easily, but Lu Ying nodded readily: "Take it. Thank you, grandma."

"Thank you grandma!"

"So cute." Mrs. Qin smiled kindly, looking at him chubbyly and wanted to touch his face.

"Zai Zai, say goodbye to grandma, dad is going home to make lunch."

"Yeah, bye grandma!"

"Madam Qin, goodbye."

"bye-bye."

Lu Ying led her son out.

It took a long time for Mrs. Qin to look away. Today, when she met Lu Ying and talked to Lu Ying again, she felt much lighter in her heart.In any case, the past is like smoke, and we should not be obsessed with it.The Lu Ying in front of me was just an ignorant young man who didn't know much about the world. He was a child at all. Every time he saw her, he had an innocent face and no scruples.

She thought it was a coquettish bitch full of vanity and pride.

The result is that I think too much.

When I got home, there was a jade piglet lying in the opened box, and there was a certain bank's logo on the bottom of the box.The color of the jadeite is clearer than the five to sixty thousand jade bracelet on the supervisor's wrist, and its shape is lovely and beautiful.

Lu Ying directly put the emerald piglet on her son.

At night, he rarely dreamed about a long time ago.

They lie in a big glass room where you can see the stars all over the sky when you look up. The white carpet under them is soft and warm, and they are both dreamlike and drunk.Outside the house, the flowers are blooming quietly, the summer insects are humming and singing, and the silver light of the galaxy in the night sky is shining brightly and shining brightly.

Someone whispered softly in the ear.

like you.

only like you.

You look good and I like it.

I like it too if you're ugly.

you are the flower...

You are human, you are a goblin, if you like it, you like it.

You're a little pig, and I like it all the same.

always like.

……

Ha ha.

Big pig's hoof!