After the dregs

As an adult, how do you communicate with a child who has just turned four years old?Even with the best brains, this can be a problem.

Han Zhibai tried to reach out and touch it lightly, but the curly-haired kid still lay on the chair with his eyes wide open and turned his head to one side, still angrily refusing to move away.

For the first time he felt helpless and overwhelmed.

Yan Nuo is not like Tangtang.

Since Tangtang was born, she has grown up hugging her back and forth, and when she rolled her eyes a little, a lot of people came up to show concern and care, she was naturally coquettish and generous, but Yan Nuo was not.

Gu Yuxiu took care of him and grew up alone. As he grew older, another side of his personality emerged.

Stubborn, proud.

After all, who does Yan Nuo look like?

Han Zhibai sighed softly, and turned the child's blushing face to a straight one.

Yan Nuo looked at him with black grape-like eyes, blinked and looked up to the sky.

The two people, one big and one small, kept sawing in silence.

The children are young, but they are very patient.

Shi Yue was sitting upright watching the situation with her eyes wide open, and suddenly suggested: "Little brother likes candy, and chocolate is his favorite. Uncle Han, give him a piece of chocolate."

"chocolate?"

"Uncle Han, don't you know?" Shi Yue shook her head regretfully, "So you don't know anything."

Han Zhibai didn't speak.

There was a hidden chocolate crust in the refrigerator, he opened it and took out half of it.

But when it was brought to his mouth, the little girl Yannuo pursed his lips tightly, his neck straight like a little dolphin, unable to open his mouth.

"Are you eating..."

He raised his arms and tried to negotiate.

The child covered his eyes with a pair of fleshy paws, silently expressing his disapproval.

At this time, less than an hour has passed, and it is expected that there will be some headaches in the next day.

There just happened to be a call coming in.

As soon as the phone was connected, Shen Zhiyan lowered his voice and told him on the other end of the phone: "The old man has been thinking about your son and stayed up all night. He asked the family doctor to come and see him this morning. The situation is not very good."

"I see."

He looked at the kid on the chair and hung up the phone.

09:30, Urban People's Hospital

"Gu... be careful!"

The apple in his hand had already been peeled off several times, Marcel stretched his neck and watched the danger in his hand, shouting hurriedly.

"Sorry." Gu Yuxiu came back to his senses only to find that the handle of the knife was touching his hand, he let go of his hand and raised his head: "I just... lost my mind."

Marcel looked at him with wide eyes: "What were you thinking just now?"

Hearing his question, Gu Yuxiu hesitated: "I..."

"Are you thinking about that person?" Marcel looked at him with black and white eyes, and said firmly, "You must be thinking about him."

"That's right." Gu Yuxiu lowered his eyes and nodded slightly, then changed the subject: "Marcel, I'm sorry about what happened yesterday."

"Gu, why do you want to apologize for him?" Marcel asked back, "Because he is your friend? Is it because he likes you?"

"Marcel?" Gu Yuxiu was a little surprised.

Marcel raised his chin proudly: "I can see it with my own eyes, that man has been trying to get your attention. I don't like him. He must be a cocky ghost."

After hearing this, Gu Yuxiu didn't know how to answer Marcel, and said vaguely: "He probably didn't do it on purpose..."

In any case, he felt that Han Zhibai was not someone who would do such a thing.

"He is!" Marcel looked at him displeased, and then pointed to his gauze-wrapped head and said one by one, "He hit me with the ball on purpose, and he threatened me and refused to apologize. He must still be a violent maniac. "

Gu Yuxiu didn't speak. Marcel turned his head away when he saw him humming like this, held his head and said: "Gu, I don't want to eat apples anymore, I want to eat peaches."

"it is good."

Gu Yuxiu took the peaches to the sink to wash them carefully, thinking that it would be fine for him to take the two children alone, right?

Things are not going well at home.

Yan Nuo suddenly cried endlessly and kept yelling about having a stomachache, but he refused to be checked, and the sound of crying resounded loudly.When Han Zhibai hugged him and got up, the kid took the pedals and jumped outside, completely uncooperative.

"No uncle..." Yan Nuo rubbed his snot and tears at the person who was holding him, thinking.

After a few minutes of tossing like this, Han Zhibai still didn't know whether he was flatulent or something else, he was hesitating to make a call when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Hello."

The door was knocked by a lady in a well-cut dark suit with a pedantic air.When she saw that it was Han Zhibai who opened the door, she was a little surprised. She looked up at the house number, and then asked, "Excuse me, is this Lu Miao's house?"

"Yes, you have something to do with him?" Han Zhibai held the crying child with a cold tone.

The visitor took a closer look at him, and suddenly frowned: "Of course I have something to look for him, is he at home now?

"you are?"

Han Zhibai's words sounded a little impatient, the lady swept him all over, frowned her slender eyebrows, and said in displeasure, "I'm his mother. Where are you?" One?"