Marriage in crisis

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yang's venting of anger was immediately picked up by the little thing in my arms, "...stinky...shameless..."

We were both blown away by the words he learned.

But I couldn't laugh.

Aunt Yang's eyes suddenly became filled with excitement when she looked at Sanbao, "But..."

She choked up and couldn't continue, so she twisted around and walked out quickly.

Of course I know how Mrs. Yang is feeling now. She has been inseparable from the child every day for the past two months. Suddenly the current situation occurs and the child is about to leave. How can she accept it.

I carried Sanbao to the bed and put him on the bed, but he refused to let go and kept saying, "Mom, hug, don't go..."

"Mom, if you don't leave, I'll get you some toys!" I said perfunctorily, but he didn't believe me at all.

"I don't want toys, I want mommy!" He grabbed my collar and refused to let go.

I sat helplessly on the bed, and then he let go of one hand and said, "Mom, tell me a detailed story..."

"Okay, mommy tells the baby a story! Come on, sit down!"

After I finished speaking, I leaned on the bedside, and he immediately crawled over, snuggled into my arms, blinked and looked at me, "Mom, tell me!"

I held him in my arms and softly told him the animal version of the story of the exchange of the three treasures. He would ask questions from time to time, asking why the three treasures didn't go to find their mother!

I collapsed instantly, tears flowed out unsatisfactorily, and I was choked with sobs that I could no longer speak.

He immediately got up, climbed onto my body, and stared at me, "Mom, cry... the baby won't listen to the story!"

After saying that, he wiped my eyes with his little chubby hands. He wiped them so carefully that I couldn't hold back my tears. He simply pressed his face against it and said, "Mom, don't cry! The baby won't listen to the story! Baby, look for me." Naonao coax mommy!"

After saying that, he got up from my body with his little butt sticking out, and wanted to get out of bed to find grandma!

I quickly stood up and led him, letting him do whatever he wanted. I was afraid that this time together was already counting down!

He pulled me downstairs, but I don't know why he didn't take the initiative to go to the living room, but shouted loudly in the corridor, "Naonao...Mom is crying! Comfort mom!"

He even eagerly let go of my hand, ran to the door with his short legs, shouted inward, and then ran to my side again.

I'm not a very tearful person, but this time, I really lost control. My tears were like broken beads that I couldn't wipe away.

In fact, although I shed tears out of reluctance and distress, it was more about this child's attachment to me.

Since the last time he was injured, his arms were tied to his body and he couldn't move. However, he struggled regardless, climbed up from the hospital bed, stretched out his hand to me and shouted to me at the top of his lungs, "Mom, don't leave." The baby wants a mother!

From that moment on, I no longer had any barriers to him and regarded him as my own.

So the Hu family suddenly came to pick me up, and I really didn’t know how to deal with it. It seemed that as soon as he was taken away, my three treasures were completely gone.

The baby I worked so hard to raise has to be handed over to someone else's hands. It's really like picking my heart.

My mother came out, took him over, and said to him, "Mom will be fine in a moment. No need to coax. A good child must be obedient. Your mother is a good child. Come with grandma!"

He stood there, turning his head to look at me who was crying silently, and then moving closer to my grandma's arms, feeling a little at a loss.

In the end, Mrs. Yang came out and brought him in with coaxing and deception.

I leaned against the screen in the corridor and covered my face, feeling suddenly at a loss.

At some point, Wei Qingchuan walked up to me and looked at me silently until I calmed down.

Wei Qingchuan said softly, "If you are not ready yet, then I will arrange for them to wait for a few more days! Let you say goodbye to him properly!"

I was silent for a long time, but still shook my head firmly, "No! He has to go! Since he can't be kept here, the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. Take him away! He will always go home, maybe the younger he is, the better." good!"

This sentence is actually a comfort I give myself, ‘I always have to go home! ’ I believe that my three treasures will also come back!