my husband is crazy

Qin Buchuan sat at the table with his head bowed. There were snow-white porcelain bowls and plates on the table under his head. The four dishes and one soup on the table were not large, because there were only two people eating.

The four dishes and one soup are a combination of meat and vegetables. Ling Xiran first picked up a chicken leg for Qin Buchuan and then a few chopsticks of meat. He always felt that Qin Buchuan was still skinny.

Qin Buchuan smiled contentedly when he only picked up meat like this. He still doesn't know how to use chopsticks, and his ten fingers are as confused as his brain, and he is in a dazed state that he doesn't know how to use chopsticks.

Qin Buchuan directly reached out and picked up the chicken leg and began to eat it. Ling Xiran looked at him eating as if he was full, and he ate slowly, one bite at a time. When Qin Buchuan finished eating the meat in the bowl, he thought about it and went to pick it up Put the vegetables into Brother Chuan's bowl.

Putting it in, Qin Buchuan turned a blind eye as usual, pointed at the other leg of the chicken and said, "Meat!"

Ling Xiran pointed to his bowl: "Eat vegetables."

Qin Buchuan put his finger in his mouth again, and he slobbered his mouth and shouted vaguely: "Legs!"

Ling Xiran moved his chair and sat directly next to Brother Chuan. He picked up a spoon and scooped up vegetables and brought them to Brother Chuan's mouth. He said with a very expressionless face, "Open your mouth."

Qin Buchuan blinked, his mind was muddled and he didn't quite understand Ling Xiran's words, but he opened his mouth to yell when he wanted to talk and eat meat. As soon as he opened his mouth halfway, Ling Xiran stuffed the spoon into his mouth unceremoniously. .

Qin Buchuan's mouth was stuffed with food, his brows frowned and his mouth shrunk, Ling Xiran saw that he was going to spout, so an experienced hand stretched out and covered the child's mouth.

Qin Buchuan was covered tightly, chewed and swallowed a mouthful of food aggrievedly, and when Ling Xiran withdrew his hand, although he was confused, he knew that he was not afraid of Ling Xiran, and immediately complained extremely aggrieved: "Bad!"

Ling Xiran scooped up another bowl of soup, and he fed it to Qin Buchuan's mouth spoon by spoon. Qin Buchuan smelled the sweetness of the soup, opened his mouth and swallowed it, and immediately shouted with a smile on his face, "Sweet!"

Ling Xiran continued to feed, and asked him tiredly: "Aren't I bad?"

Qin Buchuan opened his mouth and waited for the spoon one spoon at a time, like a young bird with its mouth wide open waiting for an old bird to feed.Hearing Ling Xiran's question from an old bird, he used his brain to think for a while, swallowed the soup, and then happily shouted: "Brother—brother!"

Ling Xiran continued to feed: "Is brother good or bad?"

Qin Buchuan swallowed the soup to his lips, and shouted loudly: "Brother—bad!"

Ling Xiran's spoon trembled, and he stared at this kid with wide eyes. The more he looked at him, the more he couldn't laugh or cry. As soon as he put the spoon away, he teased Qin Buchuan with a straight face: "Brother is bad——Brother is bad, so I won't feed you."

Qin Buchuan didn't seem to understand what he said, he was still waiting for the sweet soup with his mouth open, and when he couldn't wait, he pouted and leaned towards Ling Xiran's hand.Ling Xiran simply withdrew his hand, Qin Buchuan pouted and blinked, sat up straight and stared at Ling Xiran.

Ling Xiran was not afraid of being looked at, but Qin Buchuan's two big eyes were black and bright, staring blankly like this made some people feel cold behind for no reason.

Qin Buchuan looked at Ling Xiran like this, and before Ling Xiran could speak, his mouth puffed up, and he shouted angrily: "Brother——Brother is the worst!"

Ling Xiran staggered when he heard it, and almost fell to the ground. Unexpectedly, Qin Buchuan held back such a sentence for a long time, but then he realized the difference in this sentence.

Ling Xiran was overjoyed when he realized it, and without a word, he stepped forward and held Brother Chuan's shoulders with both hands, and asked Brother Chuan excitedly: "You, say it again, Brother Chuan, what did you just say?"

After Qin Buchuan yelled this sentence, he lowered his head. After yelling, he forgot why he was angry, and also forgot that he was able to say five words in one breath just now, and finally he was able to say a word.

Ling Xiran repeatedly lured Qin Buchuan to say another word, but the angry words just now were only a flash in the pan.

Qin Buchuan not only forgot that he was angry just now, but also, as always, didn't know what day and night, who he is, a dog or a cat, he lowered his head and mixed the fingers of his hands together, his mind went blank and he started his conversation without thinking about anything. life.

In the afternoon, Ling Xiran was writing at his desk, with Qin Buchuan sitting on a ponytail by his lap.

Although Qin Buchuan's mind was blank, he could eat and drink instinctively, so he didn't lose the most basic nature of all creatures.

Ling Xiran lowered his head to look at Qin Buchuan after writing a paragraph. Qin Buchuan opened his eyes wide and held a glass bottle of soda in his hand.

Ling Xiran bent down, took out his empty soda bottle, and very quickly picked up the biscuit from the biscuit box and stuffed it into Qin Buchuan's mouth before he howled dissatisfied.

Ling Xiran spent the whole afternoon like this, writing a few paragraphs and lowering his head to stuff a biscuit for Qin Buchuan. This approach made Qin Buchuan not able to eat decent food at all for dinner.

If he can't eat, he can't eat. Ling Xiran is not a serious person who knows how to raise children. It took a lot of effort to keep Qin Buchuan by his side. What's amazing is that Qin Buchuan will occasionally become conscious when he is by his side. A wooden doll who can't even speak a word.

Falling asleep at night, Ling Xiran first cleaned him up and pushed him into the bathtub to wash him. After washing, he put on his pajamas. Before he put down his rolled up sleeves, he hurriedly squeezed toothpaste on his toothbrush, and then dragged him to the sink. Let him open his mouth.

With Qin Buchuan's current mind, he can't be expected to brush his teeth by himself, and Ling Xiran has taught him many times, but he still hasn't taught him.

He could only pinch Qin Buchuan's mouth, put the toothbrush in and brush it for him himself, and after brushing, press him to rinse his mouth and continue to teach him a lesson: "Don't swallow! Spit, spit, spit it out!"

When Qin Buchuan was refreshed, he could take off his clothes and sit in the bathtub to rest. He didn't dare to rest for too long. After taking a bath and brushing his teeth in a hurry, he ran to the bed. At the end of the bed, mumbling with fingers in mouth.

Ling Xiran leaned over, unable to understand what he was muttering, picked up the quilt that had been kicked off the ground and shook it, turned off the bedside lamp, climbed onto the bed and took Qin Buchuan into his arms, covered the child with the quilt, and clapped his hands His back: "Go to sleep! Brother Chuan, go to sleep, stop mumbling."

Qin Buchuan was embraced by him, twisted his body to find a comfortable position, pressed his head against Ling Xiran's chest, and said first, "Black!"

Ling Xiran hugged him, and patted his back lightly: "Hei - don't be afraid of Hei, brother is here."

Qin Buchuan's "black" is a meaningless "black" shouted out to state the facts.

He put his ear on Ling Xiran's chest, and when he heard the sound of "Boom, Boom" in his chest, he wanted to yell "Boom" again, but when he opened his mouth halfway, a line of tears suddenly left, and countless words flashed in his mind. Fragments, countless fragments are such fragments at this moment, fragments of him and this person hugging each other in countless nights.

Ling Xiran yawned at this moment, hugged his hand tightly, buried his head in the hollow of his shoulder: "Go to sleep, remember to push me if you want to pee, don't wet the bed again."

After Qin Buchuan's line of tears fell, countless similar fragments flashed dimly for a moment. He blinked, and shouted blankly against his thin chest: "Sleep."

Ling Xiran hugged him, unaware that the person in his arms "woke up" for a moment, he just thought, hey, taking care of a child is really not easy!