grab that pudding

Song Huan has always felt a little sleepy recently, unable to cheer up, and his eyes are blurred when he looks at the plan.It is estimated that it is the sleepiness of spring, the lack of summer, the nap of autumn and hibernation, although there is no autumn in this city, it is green all year round.

It must be autumn.Song Huan silently cleared himself up.

However, in order to avoid a decrease in work efficiency, I have been going to bed early recently, and fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow.Chang Cheng, who was left happily after taking a shower, looked helpless at his sleeping daughter-in-law, so he had no choice but to climb into bed and fall asleep with her limp daughter-in-law.

And after a few days, the situation of napping did not improve.

After dinner that night, the three of them nestled on the sofa and watched TV. After watching, Song Huan fell asleep on the sofa...

After watching his cartoon, Little Pudding found that one of his comrades was missing and fell asleep!Then the little child began to think about a very serious question: Are cartoons so boring?Dad fell asleep watching it!But the animation is so good...

So Little Pudding looked at his father who was about to saliva with a troubled expression. Chang Cheng patted his son on the head and said, "Dad is too tired from work, so I can't help being lazy."

Little Pudding: "Is that so~Dady~ Are you tired from work?"

Chang Cheng thought about it, and said: "It's not very tiring, it's similar to your schooling, and sometimes it's fun. You can experience this yourself when you grow up."

Little Pudding puffed his face and exclamated: "Oh...then when will I grow up...I still want to ride a roller coaster..."

"This, it may take a little longer." Chang Cheng carefully covered Song Huan with a small quilt, and then said to Little Pudding: "Okay, Dad, go wash the dishes first, and turn down the volume of your TV."

"Then I'll go paint~ I haven't finished my painting yet~" Little Pudding turned off the TV and obediently ran to the bedroom to paint.

Why is my son so good!While washing the dishes, Chang Cheng stunned Song Huan with a bunch of little red flowers, all of which were taught by my daughter-in-law.

After Chang Cheng consciously finished working overtime, he put Little Pudding to sleep.

Thinking about the past few days of self-cultivation and self-cultivation, Song Huan was not woken up, but went to the bathroom first to take a shower.

Then he ran to the living room to wake up Song Huan.

Song Huan opened his eyes sleepily: "I fell asleep? What time is it?"

"It's past ten o'clock."

"How long have I been asleep..."

"Two hours." Chang Cheng responded and gently rubbed Song Huansong's shoulders and neck.

Song Huan regained his composure: "Why didn't you wake me up...it's so late, I'm going to sleep again..."

Chang Cheng: "Honey, have you guys been working a lot lately? Seeing how tired you are makes my heart ache."

Song Huan smacked his mouth: "No, not many. It's just that it's autumn recently, and I can't help sleeping."

Chang Cheng chuckled twice, and said in a low voice: "Honey, you just took so long to catch up on sleep, and you fell asleep too fast, we can do exercise tonight, we haven't exercised for a long time... "

It seems to be the same, recently I go to bed and sleep, Chang Cheng can only get up in the morning bitterly, and eat fast food once or twice... Song Huan scratched his face, hey...

"Wait for me to take a shower..." Song Huan sat up while talking, but before he got off the sofa, he was picked up by Chang Cheng, and walked into the bedroom with long legs.

Teng couldn't lock the door with his hands, so Chang Cheng kissed the person in his arms and said, "Baby, close the door."

Song Huan: "Just let me go..."

Chang Cheng: "Don't let go!"

Song Huan: "..."

Until Changcheng put the man down in the bathroom, turned around and walked towards the bathroom door, Song Huan called to stop him: "I haven't taken my clothes yet."

"Click" the bathroom door locked, and Chang Cheng came back with a frank face: "I was sweating just now, and I have to take a shower too. Just right, let's go together!"

Song Huan: "Hehe, what a coincidence..."

Chang Cheng: "That's right."

Early the next morning, before the alarm clock rang, Chang Cheng felt that the people around him suddenly jumped up and hurried to the bathroom.

"What's the matter, baby?" As soon as the words fell, the sound of retching came from the bathroom.

Chang Cheng jumped up in a jerk and ran into the bedroom without shoes on.

Song Huan was leaning over the sink and vomited, but he didn't know if there was nothing in his stomach, and he couldn't vomit it out, just retching.Chang Cheng looked distressed, but he couldn't feel sorry for him, so he could only gently pat Song Huan on the back to let him relax.

After finally stopping, Chang Cheng hastily filled a mouthwash cup with water and handed it over.

"Why did you vomit all of a sudden? Is there any discomfort? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

Song Huan waved his hand: "It's okay..."

Chang Cheng circled Song Huan back to the bed worriedly, poked his hand hot, and covered Song Huan's stomach: "Is it still uncomfortable? Do you want some water?"

After Song Huan vomited, he became more energetic, although he couldn't vomit anything: "I don't want to drink."

Seeing Chang Cheng's worried face, he couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to pinch his abdominal muscles: "Oh, Mr. Chang, it's early in the morning, why not smile~ Look at how good the weather is today."

Chang Cheng let Song Huan pinch him, and he was relieved when he saw his complexion improved: "I was scared, why did I vomit all of a sudden. I didn't seem to eat anything bad last night..."

"Maybe I went out to eat ramen with my colleagues at noon yesterday, and then drank a cup of cold fruit tea or something."

"Well... don't eat those recently."

"it is good……"

"Let's not go out to eat tonight, let's eat something light at home, and then go out." Most of Changcheng and Xu Shangheng made an appointment on Friday night to go to sports, badminton and basketball.Basically, the adults are exercising in the first half, and playing with Pudding in the second half.

Song Huan: "Okay, Little Pudding said last night that he wanted to eat fish, so it happened to be steamed."

"Baby, it's still early, we can lie down again..."

In the evening, Chang Cheng was doing parent-child homework with Pudding outside, and Song Huan was cooking in the kitchen.

I don't know if it's because the fish is so fresh or something, but the smell is so strong, I finally managed to clean up the fish with disgust, and put a few more slices of ginger before putting it into the pot.

I don't know if it has too much stamina. It smells bad in the kitchen, and it's a little disgusting.

Let Chang Cheng cook tomorrow.Song Huan thought to himself.

Shading on the fish led to leaving the stack untouched for an entire meal.

Then he turned his chopsticks to vinegared cabbage and found that the cabbage copied tonight was particularly delicious, but before he had time to praise himself, the little pudding took a second bite of cabbage and took a quick bite of the rice: "Dad, this dish is a bit delicious." acid……"

Song Huan: ...

"Being jealous is good for your health."

After a moderate amount of exercise, I have no dreams all night, the quality of sleep is particularly good, and I feel refreshed when I wake up in the morning.

However, when he was about to go out, he ran into the toilet again...

Little Pudding became the second person to be frightened after Chang Cheng, looking at Song Huan worriedly with his wrinkled little face.

Chang Cheng also frowned, poured water and handed a towel to pat his back.

Song Huan regained his breath, seeing the wrinkled expressions of one big and one small, his heart seemed to be scratched by a fleshy and fluffy cat's paw.

Very cute.

Song Huan raised his paw: "Maybe I ate too much this morning..."

Little Pudding was dubious: "Really?"

Song Huan: "It's also possible that yesterday's lunch spoiled my stomach."

Song Huan gave Chang Cheng a comforting look, then knelt down and smoothed Pudding's eyebrows with his fingers, pinched his face and said, "If you still feel unwell after work, I will obediently take medicine and see a doctor. Thank you Pudding Caring about Dad, Dad is very happy."

"Dad, take some medicine now."

"It's not good to take too much medicine. I'll drink some hot water later, my dear. Let's go, you're going to be late for your interest class."

Before going out, Chang Cheng still took a bottle of Stomach Pain Jian Wei Chang Chang Pills and stuffed them into Song Huan's backpack.

However, today's stomach is not very obedient, and I tossed again when I went to work.

A colleague kindly provided a bunch of hawthorn and dried fruit, and helped to make a glass of lemonade.After eating, Song Huan felt much better and refreshed.

Song Huan also specifically asked the shop where he bought snacks when he got off work.

The colleague joked: "I thought you guys wouldn't like to eat these sour snacks. If you didn't see you eating them with gusto, I thought you were just buying them to coax your daughter-in-law home."

Song Huan made up his mind that his daughter-in-law, who was slightly taller than 1.8 meters, was holding a bunch of sour snacks and gnawed, shaking three times in fright.

No, I can't deprive tall boys of the pleasure of eating sweet and sour snacks.Song Huan reflected on himself in this way.

In that case... how cute is it...

So when he saw Changcheng after get off work, Song Huan looked around him a few times and then laughed out loud.

Changcheng:? ? ?Is there something on me?

After returning home, Song Huan poured the lemon out of the thermos and sipped it, and found that the taste was actually quite good, so he ate a slice.

Little Pudding watched itchingly, licked the corner of his mouth and asked, "Dad, isn't this lemon sour?"

Song Huan waved his hand: "It's not sour, it's been soaking for a long time."

Little Pudding believed it.

Song Huan tore half a slice of lemon for him, and just bit into his mouth, his little face was squeezed into a ball with sourness, and it took him a while to say: "It's so sour!"

"You can't blame me if you can't eat sour. It's delicious. If you don't believe me, give it to your father."

In order to prove his normal taste, Little Pudding stood at the door of the toilet with half a slice of lemon waiting for his father.

As soon as Chang Cheng came out, it was Little Pudding's "love".

"Dady, eat this! Dad said it's not sour at all." Little Pudding actively contributed.

Chang Cheng looked at his expectant son, then at Song Huan who was eating with gusto in the distance, wiped his hands and took it over.

Taking a sip, the corners of Chang Cheng's eyebrows twitched.

Little Pudding: "Dady, sour?"

Chang Cheng: "... a little bit."

Song Huan: "It's okay, is it as sour as you said? Before Lele squeezed the juice of three lemons together, you can get bored in one mouthful. You young people, you have to practice."

After the college entrance examination, the students in Song Huan's class held a party, and Lele also went to join in the fun. After all, there are few boys in the liberal arts class, so it's good to have one more (although this one is a little gay, at most they are sisters).Lele loves to play and is frank, and soon got to play with everyone.The punishment of the game is to choose one of the three lemon juice, bitter melon juice, and coriander juice. I bought a whole shopping bag for the materials, and these children who were liberated from the college entrance examination drank it all in one night.

At that time, Lele was unlucky. He lost twice. A glass of bitter gourd juice made him gasp, and a glass of lemon juice made half of his face sore after boredom.

Isn't it also in variety shows, eating more than 20 lemons alone, these are the real men...

So Song Huan felt that this sourness was really nothing.

However, he forgot that he was not a person who could eat sour...

Juice from three lemons made Little Pudding's face sour.He watched his father helplessly, nibbling one lemon after another, and couldn't hold back the saliva in his mouth.

sour.

While walking the dog at night, I met a younger couple who were out for a walk, and the wife had just started to conceive.The two walked in front of each other cuddling closely, passing Song Huan.

The moment the girl passed by Song Huan, a thought flashed through Song Huan's mind...

A second later, Song Huan was extremely calm.He asked Changcheng to take the child and the dog for a walk first, and then went to the gate of the community to wait for the pharmacy to buy something.Then head straight to the pharmacy.

After returning home, he also calmly directed Chang Cheng and Little Pudding to bathe Wang Wang, marinated the pork ribs for tomorrow and put them in the refrigerator, and the three of them sat in front of the TV and watched a movie.

When it was late at night and it was time to go to bed, Little Pudding obediently took a bath, turned off the lights, and went to bed. Adults could also wash up and go to bed. Then Song Huan sat on the toilet seat and read the instructions carefully, ready to test his conjecture.

One pole, two bars.

bingo!Congratulations! !

Again.

One rod, two rods.

bingo!Congratulations on winning again! !

Song Huan: ...

When I went to bed that night, I slept very peacefully. In my dream, there was a little baby squeaking and smiling at him.

On Sunday morning, Song Huan rarely stayed in bed.Kissed the person next door and walked into the bathroom again.

Including the ones in the morning, a total of six poles were obtained and six stars were lit.There is a high probability that there is a baby.

"Baby, baby, you impatient little guy." Song Huan patted his stomach and whispered to the baby, "Your father and brother should be very happy... Well, father is also very happy."

Although you came a little early, but you are impatient, so I can only accompany you.

Chang Cheng got up habitually and wanted to hug his precious wife, but in the end he only found a pillow.Opening his eyes, he got up and walked out along the road. The smell of porridge woke up the sleepy Song Huan. Song Huan was still chopping green onions, and there was a line of lettuce next to him. Behind him was a warm person.

"Baby, what are you doing?"

"Pork rib porridge, cold cucumber. It's almost ready."

"Well..." The person who was holding him did not let go, rubbing against each other, and there was still a faint smell.

How lucky to be able to meet my favorite taste.

"I'll tell you something later."

"It's okay to say it now."

"Are you sure you want it now? Don't regret it." Song Huan specially reminded Chang Cheng, after all, in the kitchen, cutting green onions with a knife in his hand, doesn't seem very poetic.

Chang Cheng rubbed Song Huan's neck: "That's up to you."

"Go to the bathroom and brush your teeth and wash your face. I'll come right after I finish cutting this lettuce." Don't forget to turn your head to reward a small kiss.

Chang Cheng obediently ran back to the bedroom.

Song Huan quickly finished cutting, turned off the fire, washed his hands and dried them, and went to the bedroom.

Just as Chang Cheng was finished, he felt refreshed.

"Mr. Chang, sit down and tell you something."

"Okay baby."

"Wait a minute, after breakfast, take the little pudding to grandma first, and then let's go to the hospital. I won't be going to the xx Central Hospital. I have a psychological shadow."

Chang Cheng was flustered when he heard this: "Honey, have you vomited again? Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Me, me, let's go later and see Grandpa Lin."

Song Huan rubbed the anxious person in front of him and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm fine, I'm fine."

"Then let's go for a physical examination too. You haven't been in a good mood lately, you don't eat much, and you still vomit. It's better to go for a checkup." Chang Cheng looked at Song Huan distressedly, his eyes filled with a people.

Song Huan smiled: "It is necessary to check, but we need to check something else first."

The little guy in the belly: meow meow?I am something else? ?Bullying! ! !An unformed baby is still a baby! ! !

Changcheng:? ?

"I seem to be pregnant."

Chang Cheng was dumbfounded:? ? ? ——! ! !

Song Huan continued: "The correct rate of the pregnancy test stick is 85% to 95%, so it is still necessary to go to the hospital for a specific examination to fully confirm it."

Chang Cheng stared blankly at Song Huan: "Honey, I... Did I hear wrong? You..."

Song Huan rubbed his belly, little guy, you scared your dad into a fool.

The author has something to say:

I read a popular science article before. There is a special smell recognizer in the human nose.So sometimes we feel that this person has a smell, which smells very comfortable and we like it. It is because our recognizer chooses this smell and attracts each other with this scent, and then we will like the smell of this person very much. .

In this way, even if we don't need to look at it, we can smell the person we like~~

It is also a very happy thing to meet your favorite flavor (^～^)