romantic accident

The crew extended the holiday to three days.After going through this incident, Ni Hongyao was also quite afraid, and would not dare to come here even if he was in a hurry.

An knew that he would be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon. He was just too tired, not sick, so there was no need to waste beds in the hospital.Knowing that Zheng Yuzhang still had a lot of work to do, he thought he would leave in the afternoon, but Zheng Yuzhang booked a suite in a hotel near the crew.

"Aren't you leaving today?"

"Don't go."

"Then when are you going to leave?"

Zheng Yuzhang stopped: "Can't wait for me to go?"

An knew that he didn't mean that, so he was just asking. If there was no Zheng Yuzhang for the three-day holiday, he would definitely have to rest in the hotel. Now that Zheng Yuzhang and Yang Yang are here, he always has to think about how to arrange these things time.

Zheng Yuzhang didn't set a time: "Let's talk."

An Mingzhi didn't understand why he wanted to book a family suite. There were only three people, and a big bed could sleep in it.

Yang Yang woke up early in the morning, saw his brother was excited all morning, started to doze off after lunch, and fell asleep lying on Zheng Yuzhang's shoulder before arriving at the hotel.After checking in, Zheng Yuzhang put him on the big bed, and An Ming knew he was a little tired, so he lay down next to Zheng Yuyang.He slept for several hours in the morning, but he couldn't recover from fatigue at all, and was still very tired.

His schedule is rarely full, and he always has to set aside a period of time to adjust and rest after filming.

This is also one of the reasons why many people who debuted at the same time as him have been popular, but he has been lukewarm.As an artist, how can he be like him, he is sleepy and can't bear hardships, he has no big pursuits, and he is unwilling to participate in other activities except filming.

So strictly speaking, An Mingzhi is a very traditional actor, not a current decathlon artist.

Zheng Yuzhang looked at the big and small sleeping on the bed, and couldn't help but yawned. People don't feel tired when their spirits are tense, and they only feel tired when they relax. The string in his head After a whole morning of tension, I finally relax now.

People safe is good.

So Zheng Yuzhang covered them with the quilt, and the other side of the big bed was also sunken, and the rare three people slept on the same bed.

When I woke up again, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and An Mingzhi didn't realize that he had fallen asleep, and he had slept for so long.He turned over and woke up, Zheng Yuyang also turned over, changed his position and continued to sleep.

Knowing that he was afraid of waking him up, An Ming gently kissed him on the forehead.The little guy smelled like milk, and he pouted his mouth in his sleep, dreaming of something delicious.

Zheng Yuzhang also woke up. His work and rest has always been regular and strict. He has developed a habit over the years. He woke up after only half an hour of nap.

He seldom has such free time to waste. He is usually busy and basically not at home during the day. When An Mingzhi is absent, Zheng Yuyang will follow his aunt at home, or send him to Zheng's father and mother.An Mingzhi was a little bit better when he was here, and the little things would not be so lonely.The same is true for Zheng Zhenzhen. As a father, I spend too little time with her.

Now think about it, those jobs, those fame and status, what good is there, it is not as good as a wife and children.

"He's so small." An Mingzhi stroked Zheng Yuyang's tiny palm.

Children less than four years old are less than one meter long, and Zheng Yuyang is late in development, but only more than 90 centimeters.

"How big can a three-year-old child be?" The afternoon sun was gentle, and even Zheng Yuzhang spoke a lot more gently, "It was even smaller when it was born, so order a small dumpling, wrinkled, not as long as a human's arm, and it is easy to hug I dare not hug."

An Mingzhi's eyes became a little dim, Zheng Yuyang was brought back three months ago, he didn't know anything about the previous situation, and Zheng Yuzhang seldom mentioned it to him.

Now that he inadvertently raised his mouth, it made him sad.

It turned out that from Zheng Yuyang's pregnancy to the whole process of giving birth, Zheng Yuzhang was by that person's side.An knows jealousy, but hates her own jealousy.

"Didn't you dare to hug him when you saw him just now? It was only three months ago, right?"

An Mingzhi said "hmm" in a low voice.

Zheng Yuzhang didn't understand, he didn't dare to hug, but he didn't want to hug.Who would like to see a child born to the person they love with someone else, let alone accept it calmly.

But An Mingzhi later figured it out, the adult's emotional entanglement has nothing to do with the child, he didn't want Yang Yang to become a victim of a relationship.What's more, Zheng Yuyang is so cute and sensible, he will cling to him all day long, smile at him, and even hug him when he sleeps at night, rubbing against his body, no one can resist his cuteness attack.

Except for the aunt at home, An Mingzhi is the person who has accompanied Zheng Yuyang the longest, more than Zheng Yuzhang and Zheng Zhenzhen.Although Zhenzhen is not as busy as his father, she always has endless lessons to go to school, dance and piano practice, and endless stars.Moreover, she herself was still a child after all, when Zheng Yuyang cried, she couldn't do anything about it, so she hid away as soon as possible.

When a child is babbling, the first word that is usually learned is mother.Poor Zheng Yuyang's mother is unknown, the aunts in the family are the first to teach him to call him father, or it is grandma, brother, sister, and so on.Zheng Yuyang often burst into tears because of these rare names, and he couldn't learn them anyway, so the first word he unconsciously uttered was mother.

He was sitting in the stroller playing with toys, and suddenly "Mom" popped out, yelling indistinctly, which startled his aunt.

Ask him to yell again, but he doesn't yell anymore. Auntie just thinks he was babbling just now and doesn't care.At night, when Zheng Yuyang was coaxed to sleep by An Mingzhi, he made similar noises again.

"Hey, mom...Mom?"

An Mingzhi was taken aback.

Zheng Yuyang looked at him with watery eyes like black pearls, his eyelashes flickering.

"Are you calling me?"

Zheng Yuyang was still too young to understand. He slapped the picture book with his little palm and giggled, his child's voice was as clear as a bell.

"I'm not..." An Mingzhi panicked, "I'm not your mother."

Zheng Yuyang could only understand one "Mom", imitating the pronunciation of adults, and said with a small mouth: "Wow Mom—Mom—"

An Mingzhi quickly waved his hands: "No, I'm not."

Little Zheng Yuyang looked at him with his head tilted.

"I'm not your mother, you can call me brother, well, you can also call me uncle." An Mingzhi tried to reason with him, although he knew that Zheng Yuyang couldn't understand, "Brother—brother——"

The little thing still tilted his head and looked at him curiously.

"Brother—brother—" An Mingzhi taught him.

This was really difficult for Zheng Yuyang who couldn't even talk to his mother, it was rare that he curled his mouth and was about to cry.

This made An Mingzhi at a loss, and he coaxed him clumsily while wiping his tears: "Ah, don't cry. If you can't learn it, you won't learn it."

Zheng Yuyang choked, and continued to practice his "mother". "Brother" is too difficult, he can't talk about it no matter how he goes around, he decided to learn it later.

At that time, Zheng Yuyang was only seven months old, and had only been brought back by his father for four months.

When he was brought back, no matter what Zheng Yuzhang said, An Mingzhi refused to hug him, and it took more than half a month before he was willing to look at Zheng Yuyang, that poor little boy was still crying in his swaddling baby.

That summer was very hot, An Mingzhi had just recovered from the car accident, no one asked him to film, and it was so hot outside that people couldn't even walk out of the house.Zheng Yuzhang is not always at home. Zhenzhen went abroad to live with her mother during the summer vacation, and it was only him and his aunt at home.Auntie had to go out to buy vegetables every day, so she couldn't take the baby with her, so she had to give Xiao Yuyang to him to take care of her for a while.

An Ming knew that he was not so resistant to Zheng Yuyang just now, and he didn't even hug him a few times: "You take him there."

Auntie: "How can I do that? It's so hot outside, he's going to suffer from heat stroke! There are so many people in the supermarket, such a young child, who has no resistance, might get sick."

Knowing that she didn't speak, An heard her aunt say: "Mr. An, I think the young master likes to be close to you very much, so why not give him a hug."

An Mingzhi looked at the little white thing lying in the stroller, like white dough, its small face would deform if pinched.The glutinous rice ball would shake his hands when he saw him, hey, hey, he didn't know what he wanted to express.

"I won't...he always cries." An Mingzhi said.

The aunt laughed out of curiosity: "There is no baby who does not cry. If it does not cry, it will go to the hospital for an examination. Compared with other children, Yang Yang is very obedient."

"Really?" An Mingzhi looked at the soft ball in the stroller. The air conditioner was not turned on at home, and Zheng Yuyang was lying in the stroller wearing only a bellyband, waving his little hands.

"Yes." The aunt said, "He is crying because he is peeing or he is hungry. The milk powder is in the kitchen and it is all ready. When he is hungry, you can make some for him to drink."

Not long after his aunt left, Zheng Yuyang started to cry. An Ming knew that he was in a hurry to pick him up, but he was afraid that the wrong posture would make him uncomfortable.Zheng Yuyang, who was picked up, cried less and sucked his fingers.

Knowing that he didn't realize that he was hungry, An Ming took his fingers away, but Zheng Yuyang couldn't eat his fingers, so he started crying again.

"..."

An Mingzhi hurriedly put his finger back again, who would have thought that this time Zheng Yuyang would start holding his thumb and sucking it.Babies have no teeth yet, and it feels weird to be sucked on.

After a while, An Mingzhi thought of what her aunt said: "Are you hungry?"

Zheng Yuyang looked at him tearfully.

An Ming knew that he wanted to put him back in the stroller to make milk powder, but as soon as the little guy was put down, he started crying. He tried several times but couldn't do it, and he had to be held by an adult to stop crying.

An Mingzhi was going crazy.

He could only hold Zheng Yuyang to make milk powder.The first time I made milk powder, I didn’t even know how much water I put in or the temperature of the water. I used hot water to make the milk bottle, and it felt hot when I held it.

He checked it carefully with his mobile phone, and cooled the water to the right temperature before flushing it a second time.As a result, there was too much water and too little milk powder. Zheng Yuyang spit it out after taking a sip.

"...Isn't it good to drink?"

Knowing that he was puzzled, An took a sip and spat it out.The milk powder was so watery that it had no taste at all, no wonder Zheng Yuyang didn't drink it.

Twice, all the milk powder prepared by the aunt was wasted.

An Mingzhi had no choice but to search through boxes and chests again, only to find an opened can of milk powder and prepare it for Yang Yang.

Zheng Yuyang, who had eaten and drank enough, soon fell asleep in his arms, snoring lightly, with his belly rising and falling.The aunt hadn't come back yet, An Ming knew that he had nothing to do, so he squatted beside the crib to observe him, the sleeping Zheng Yuyang was a little angel, An Ming knew he couldn't help but want to pinch his fleshy face.

That was the first time he really got along with Zheng Yuyang.

When Zheng Yuzhang came home in the evening, his aunt shared the matter with him, saying that Mr. An took care of the young master today, and he obviously took good care of him.

Knowing that he was embarrassed by the praise, An Ming blushed a little.

"Oh?" Zheng Yuzhang didn't look surprised, he seemed to have expected An Mingzhi to get along with Zheng Yuyang peacefully, "How do you feel?"

"It's not good, he's always crying and then fell asleep." An Mingzhi said.

The aunt took the opportunity to say: "Mr. An, you don't know, the most difficult thing is to put the child to sleep!"

When she said this, An Mingzhi felt a little more fulfilled.But he remembered that Zheng Yuyang fell asleep naturally in his arms, without much coaxing.

Late at night, Zheng Yuzhang was playing with him on his bed, and An Mingzhi was distracted: "Let's hire another aunt at home."

"how?"

An Mingzhi shrank back and said, "This auntie has to go out twice a day to buy groceries, and she also has to cook and clean."

He has to take care of Zheng Yuyang these times, although he did a good job today, it doesn't mean he can do a good job every day.

Zheng Yuzhang said yes, the little goblin is holding him tightly, he wants/immortal/desire/death, how can he think about these things.An Mingzhi got a slap in the butt very soon, and heard Zheng Yuzhang say: "Concentrate!"

"Well."

Later, there was a plan to hire another aunt, and several of them came, but An Mingzhi was not satisfied, and he didn't like too many people in the family, so he had to give up.

After that day, he was not so afraid of Zheng Yuyang, a little thing. He often hugged him, coaxed him to sleep, and played with him under the guidance of his aunt. Later, he got used to it. He was closer to Zheng Yuyang than anyone else. reluctant.

Emotion is a wonderful thing.