I’m Afraid It’s a Salted Fish

When Chi Songhuo hurried home, his fragrant little nephew was already sleeping in a small shaker.

Chi Song likes children very much. When he saw the tender and tender meat ball, his eyes were all bright: "...Oh, so cute."

Meimei rested on the pillow and Chi Yang sat on the side to cut the fruit. He heard the words and said, "The baby is like a monkey, and the skin is crumpled. Don't brag about it, brother."

The spoil in Chi Song's eyes was about to disappear, and he stared at the child's face nicely and said, "Nonsense, what a beautiful child....Can I hug?"

Meimei said, "Okay."

Chi Song pulls the sleeves carefully and carefully lifts the little life that seems to have no bones from the cradle. The movement is very stable. The little guy comfortably licks his mouth, and does not even wake up.

Chi Yang carefully removed the burr skin of the kiwi fruit, cut it into small pieces, and soaked it in warm water before tying it with a toothpick and feeding it into Mei Mei’s mouth, saying: ""You can rest assured that my brother holds the child. When I was playing house wine, my brother likes to play mother, hug the pillow, and study how to hug the child on the TV. Our mother said that when he has a child himself, the child does not know how blessed... "

Halfway through the words, Mei Mei glared at him quietly, and Chi Yang realized that she was not pretty, and hurried back to make up: "Brother, I..."

Chi Song didn't mind at all. He held his child and said, "I have discussed with Zhihuai. After we settle down, we will go to the orphanage regularly to do charity."

Meimei was surprised: "Don't you adopt one?"

"Domestic **** people are not allowed to adopt children now." Chi Song boldly kissed the baby in his arms, like a bite of cotton candy, with a sweet expression, "Zhi Huai told me , Don’t worry, I will have a lot of children to hold in the future."

Chi Yang: "..."

He felt stunned by his brother.

The child's bones are soft, and Chi Song hasn't hugged a real child several times after all. He doesn't know how important he is. He dare not hold it for a long time. After he was addicted, he put it back lightly and poked for a while while lying on the cradle. After eating enough tofu, I asked with satisfaction: "How about Mom and Dad?"

Chi Yang said: "My mom and dad had been with them all day yesterday, and they had just left. My father was called by his old comrades to go to a field party the day before yesterday. I heard that I heard the news and I was rushing back. My mother came home and said Collect our old clothes and cut them to make diapers for the children. They are soft and comfortable."

He paused and asked, "Brother, what about Song Zhihuai?"

Chi Songai looked at the child with ease. "...I should go to the dean. This time I owe someone a favor. He has to pay it back. He told me not to follow, just look at the child here."

Chi Yang was surprised: "He is coming too?"

Chi Song nodded: "He said, I am coming back alone, he is not at ease."

Chi Yang: "..."

Noting the younger brother’s speechless expression, Chi Song also found himself a bit excessive. He was embarrassed to say: "...that, I don’t usually show love to you, I can show more in front of you... I will try my best Control it, okay?"

Chi Yang immediately felt uncomfortable: "Good, Xiuxiuxiu."

Meimei had a good impression of Song Zhihuai, and this time he benefited from him again. She said shamefully: "Tell him to come and see the children too. I would like to thank him in person."

Chi Song just wanted to say something, and Mother Chi entered the door holding a bag of clothes.

Chi Song called out, "Mom."

When Chi Song was found, Mom’s expression stiffened for a moment before she put down her clothes bag and said lightly, "What are you running back for?"

Chi Chong felt sad for a little while feeling the vague alienation of his mother, but he still tried to support a brilliant smile on his face: "How about you have to come and see, let the little nephew recognize his uncle ."

Chi Yang took the initiative to greet him, helping Chi Song mediate: "Aren't you easy to recognize? When you are hot, the TV series will show you every day, and you will change to another station, and you will change to another one, and I'm afraid he won't recognize it. you?"

After he finished speaking, he immediately turned to Mom Chi: "Mom, did you talk to Doctor Xie?"

Mother Chi looked slightly: "I just met in the corridor. Dr. Xie said Meimei's situation is very good."

Meimei helped on the side: "...Fortunately it was delivered fast."

Mother Chi did not say anything, so she unpacked her clothes and took out the old clothes one by one.

After taking two pieces, she said without looking back: "What did you do in a daze? Go wash your hands and wash them for a while."

Chi Song hadn't responded. Ms. Chi said this to herself. When she saw Ms. Chi turned her head, she glared at him strangely: "...You kid, why are you still alive?"

Chi Song was happily stepping on the tempo and went to the separate bathroom of the single ward. When he washed his hands, his head was filled with red and bold barrage.

Mom took care of me, she would take care of me.

Outside, Chi Yang listened to the buzzing sound of water and felt that it was not a taste for his brother.

He whispered, "Mom, don't stop breathing with your brother?"

Mother Chi yelled: "Come on, your brothers, wearing a pair of pants since childhood, don't take my father and mother's words as one thing when they grow up. He'll be angry with me, don't follow me."

Chi Yang said: "Then this time Meimei's matter, how can I thank Mr. Song."

Mother Chi’s hand for finishing her clothes paused for a moment, and then whispered back: “...I abducted my son, and a little En Xiaohui wanted to ask me to forgive him. There are no children.”

Chi Song walked out of the bathroom, his face flattered: "Mom, give it to me, I'll cut it."

Faced with his son, Ms. Chi is still a little helpless, turning around quickly, carrying a pair of white autumn trousers and nagging: "Come on, I will tell you how to cut it, don’t cut it, it’s all the clothes you wear, if you cut it What a pity it broke."

Mother Chi did not chat with Song Song about Chi Zhihuai, and Chi Song didn’t dare to take the initiative to mention it. The two of them cut it from day to evening, making his hands soft.

Seeing that it was time to eat, Ms. Chi stopped talking for a long time, and then unconsciously asked Chi Song: "Go home and eat?"

Chi Song was full of thoughts about Song Zhihuai, who might be waiting outside, and said tentatively: "... Zhihuai, he hasn't eaten yet."

Mom’s face collapsed immediately: “OK, go, you go to him. The elbow knows to turn out.”

Chi Song was blasted out of the ward in disgrace.

Ms. Chi was here just now, and Chi Song was embarrassed to turn over the phone. When he came out, he took out his phone. As soon as he unlocked, he received a text message from Song Zhihuai: "I will have a meal with Dean Qin and I will go back to the hotel at about 11 pm. Don't worry ."

Chi Song returned cheeky to the ward.

Mother Chi is complaining to Chi Yang. He looks back when Chi Song goes away. The expression on his face is loose, but then he stretches again: "Why are you coming back? Go to your General Manager Song."

Chi Song carefully compensated his smiley face: "He went to see Dean Qin for dinner and it was humane. No one cares about me."

Chi Song’s expression on his face to help Song Zhihuai to invite merit is too obvious, and Ms. Chi can’t stand it anymore.

She could not help crying and saying, "Walking, I am here to accompany Meimei, let your brother take you home, and the black chicken soup is simmered in the pot. You and your brother will order noodles."

After having a simple meal with his brother, Chi Song returned to the hotel, lying on the bed obediently, wrapped in a quilt, and the young wife waited for Song Zhihuai to return.

He had enough Gouyu in his game, and he could have another ten consecutive draws.

Chi Song's luck has always been bad, and he can never draw anything. Since he was with Song Zhihuai, he used his Ouhuang Xianqi to win several dreamy SSRs.

Therefore, he has long been used to let Song Zhihuai draw, and he just waited for the miracle to come.

Song Zhihuai said that it would be back at eleven, so there would be no timeout.

Just a few minutes before eleven, the door of the hotel was knocked. As soon as he walked to the door, Chi Song smelled of wine.

Song Zhihuai was obviously a little drunk. He took the gold wire glasses and took it in his hand, leaning against the edge of the door sleepily. He didn't whisper until he saw the door open: "Wife-in-law."

Chi Song was shouted a little bit by him. He moved the man into the house, wiped himself with hot water, poured the already-burned water into the glass, and fed it to him.

Song Zhihuai's consciousness was quite sober, he squeezed his hand and muttered: "Chi Song, don't be angry, I owe others a favor this time, I can't push three on the wine table."

Where did Chi Song blame him? He walked down his chest for him and said distressedly: "You don't have to drink so much?"

Song Zhihuai said: "President Qin is a Dionysus, and Tian Tianjing is mixed on the wine table." Speaking of this, he also showed a bit of disappointment, "...I just don't drink for too long, and the amount of wine is poor, Otherwise, it’s not necessarily who fell.”

Chi Song's heart was so soft.

That little wine was hot, slowly soaking his heart through the close breath of Song Zhihuai, and his body became hot and hot.

Song Zhihuai thought for a long time before thinking of the people around him, struggling to leave his arms: "You stay away from me, you are allergic..."

Chi Song embraced him without letting go.

Both men are men, and Song Zhihuai is a drunk again. After a long period of entanglement, he still hasn't been able to leave Chi Song.

Song Zhihuai was anxious: "Don't... don't be next to me, I smell alcohol, you..."

He was speechless.

Chi Song returned to his hometown this time and put a men's scarf on his trench coat.

Chi Song shook the gauze stacked on the head of the bed and covered Song Zhihuai's face.

Song Zhihuai at first felt that his face was itchy by ice silk. He just reached out and grabbed the corner of the silk scarf, intending to lift it up, and a pair of warm and soft things caught his lips.

Song Zhihuai grabbed the scarf and did not move for a while.

Chi Song kissed him for a while before he let go of his breath and pressed his forehead against Song Zhihuai’s forehead. The child called his name like: "...To Huai Zhihuai."

He tossed himself dizzy, as if drinking a pound of old wine.

Chi Song didn’t know when Song Zhihuai escaped from under him and pressed on him. He only felt a dense kiss hit his head and fell, and he was hot and kissed with a layer of gauze, and his toes were all Start numbness.

If the alcohol smell seemed to be on his side, Chi Song surrounded Song Zhihuai's neck and listened to the sound of his tearing down the umbrella. He was confused to tell Song Zhihuai that Mom's attitude towards him was loose today.

But he found that he couldn't speak at all, and his voice was a shameless voice.

Chi Song simply didn't speak anymore and only wished silently in his heart:

I hope this year, no, next year, I will be able to sit down with Song Zhihuai, my parents, and all my family members, and eat a New Year’s Eve dinner. As a price, he is willing to miss an SSR for ten years.