The world is broken, the cubs mend it

"You think so much. I will only have you as my child."

Lu Zheng also noticed that she was afraid that he would be biased, so he patted her on the back gently.

He knew the feeling and would never be a parent like that.

"Why? Don't you want a son?"

Yuanyuan looked at him in confusion. In the past, people in the village said that a family must have a son.

"Why do I want a son? Who instilled in you this idea of ​​favoring boys over girls?"

Lu Zheng stopped and looked down into her eyes. Someone must have said something to her, which is why she asked such a question.

"No one told me that in the village where I used to live, every family wanted to have a boy."

In that era, there was no need to explain it at all; the treatment of both parties could be seen from the girl's name.

“That’s because they have a problem with their thinking, and this concept is wrong.

You don't need to listen to those voices, don't let them invade your mind, in my eyes you are the best."

Lu Zheng didn’t know what kind of den of tigers and wolves that was that could have left such thoughts.

Perhaps because he was in a different circle, he had never encountered such a thing since he was a child. It was very uncomfortable for him to hear a child ask such a question.

He will give his child the best life and enrich her spiritually and internally.

Let her stand high enough in the future, have her own rights, and make sure that this kind of voice can no longer affect her.

"Well, I don't want to listen!"

Yuanyuan nodded seriously. Her father’s words really comforted her.

From this moment on, she finally got rid of the shadow brought by her previous life.

Dad said she is the best!

There was a large open space in the backyard of the garden, covered with white snow. The servants walked under the corridor without leaving any footprints. It was as clean as a piece of white paper.

"Let's have a snowball fight!"

Lu Zheng made a snowball and threw it at the child. The little guy also squatted down, grabbed two handfuls of snow and threw them at him.

The father and daughter chased each other around the open space. The child was not strong enough and the snowballs he made were small, so they didn't hurt much when they hit his body.

Yuanyuan thought she had evaded her father's attack nimbly, but in fact it was Lu Zheng who had been giving in to her.

Otherwise, the solid snowball he made would hit the child and leave him with a black eye.

The originally pure white snow was now covered with footprints of the father and daughter and traces of their fight.

Lu Zheng walked backwards facing the child. He missed a step and tripped over his left foot and fell into the snow with his right foot. There was a big dent in the snow, but he didn't feel any pain.

When the sky is grey, you can look up and see tiny snowflakes falling, as if they are merging into one with the sky and earth.

Seeing her father lying in the snow, Yuanyuan ran over and lay on him, putting her red fingers into his collar.

"hiss--"

Lu Zheng gasped because of the cold and put his cold hand on the child's neck.

"Dad, it's so cold. Your hands are like stone."

Yuanyuan shook her head left and right, trying to escape from the clutches of the devil.

"You think your hands are warm?"

Lu Zheng and the child had a love-hate relationship. He lay in the snow for a while, then carried her home to warm his hands.

A charcoal fire was lit in the living room, and Mr. Lu invited them to come over to keep warm.

Looking at the child's red face from the cold, he felt so distressed that he reached out and patted the snow off her body.

"Don't go out and play in the snow when it's cold. You'll get sick."

The servant cooked some ginger soup to dispel the cold, and the father and daughter each drank a bowl.

Yuanyuan likes Xuansha tangerines, which she roasts over charcoal fire and eats while they are still hot.

"Be careful, don't burn yourself."

Seeing that her little hands were fiddling with the hot orange, Mr. Lu handed her a tissue to wrap it.

"Grandpa, eat!"

Yuanyuan peeled the orange and gave him half. The white skin on the hot orange could be easily removed by pulling it off.

We played in the snow the day before yesterday afternoon, and the next day both father and daughter caught a cold and had a runny nose.

Mr. Lu is in poor health and any minor illness can leave him bedridden.

The two of them were afraid of infecting him, so they stayed upstairs and had their food and drinks delivered into the house.

"Aqiu——"

Yuanyuan was sitting on the sofa holding the medicine and sneezing. She thought for a moment, closed her eyes, and gulped down the medicine.

"what--"

Then he opened his mouth and ate a piece of candy his father fed him.

Lu Zheng looked at the brown medicine soup, frowned, and it took him a long time to drink a little.

This is something the old man specially made for people to make, and it is most effective in treating colds and flu.

The kindness of the elderly should never be let down.

But I can’t drink it…

"I bought you a piece of strawberry cake and you said this is your bowl."

Lu Zheng looked at the half bowl of Chinese medicine he had left and really couldn't drink it.

Grandpa even specifically reminded him to finish the drink, otherwise he would definitely be nagged if he left so much.

He didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

"Two pieces!"

Yuanyuan made two gestures at him, and the little profiteer raised the price.

"make a deal!"

"..."

Seeing that her father agreed so quickly, Yuanyuan felt that she had not said enough while holding the bowl of medicine in her hand.

After the servant came in, Lu Zheng handed her the empty bowl. The child also cooperated and put the remaining medicine into the tray, saying that he couldn't drink it.

"Dad, why do you hate taking Chinese medicine?"

Yuanyuan felt that the medicine was not bitter and she could drink it with her eyes closed.

“I hate bitter taste…”

Lu Zheng had taken Chinese medicine before. He was sixteen years old at that time, and those were the years when his bipolar disorder was the most serious.

My emotions are even more unstable than in the past two years. I lose my rationality when I am emotionally aroused and I don’t know what I am doing.

One time, the school needed a copy of his household registration book, so he went back to Lu's house to get it and was asked to stay for lunch.

During this time, Lu Chengxing spat into his bowl. He told her five or six times but it was of no use. He got so angry that he dumped the food on the other person's head.

Lu Chengxing was almost two years old that year and was so frightened that he cried loudly. Chen Yan cried and shouted that he wanted to kill his own brother.

The father and son had a big quarrel because of this. Lu Chao accused him of being too violent and not even letting an ignorant child go.

Those words still ring in my ears today.

"I see you are really ill. Why are you going crazy at home? If you are sick, go take medicine."

He actually realized that his mental state was not right and was deeply hurt by this sentence.

At that time, he saw on the Internet that Chinese medicine could regulate emotions, so he went to the hospital to see a Chinese medicine doctor.

The doctor said he had excessive liver fire and prescribed him five days of Chinese medicine.

The medicine was bitter, astringent and a little sour. He had never liked taking medicine since he was a child and could not accept bitter things.

After drinking it for three days in a row, he felt bitterness in his mouth when he ate and the wind tasted bitter when he walked on the road.

But whether it is the bitter medicine or the bitter heart, it no longer matters.

Later, he became more and more anxious and irritable, suffering from insomnia all night, which seriously affected his normal life.

I went to the hospital again and saw a psychiatric doctor, where I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder.

This happened so long ago that he had almost forgotten about it, but the memory of it came back to him.

"Dad, eat candy. It's sweet."

Yuanyuan peeled off the candy wrapper and put the pink candy to his mouth.

The sweet one is rose lychee flavor.

evening--

The servant brought over a packet of cold medicine and a bowl of Chinese medicine, which was for the child to drink.

"Why did you change suddenly?"

Lu Zheng drank the cold medicine, which was sweet with a slight bitterness, but it was negligible.