Migrant workers chasing their wives

In the morning two days later, Cheng Jiuxiao was discharged from the hospital.

Although he lived in the presidential suite in the hospital, the environment of the hospital itself was not very pleasant, and the children didn't like it either. He was very happy to hear that he could be discharged from the hospital.

Early in the morning, Cheng Xiangyuan packed up their things. In the past two days, he went back to where they lived and packed up the children's clothes and his own.

Now, they still have a lot of luggage in the hospital.

Lu Huayan didn't stay here last night, when Cheng Xiangyuan packed up the surname Li, the other party came over.

In the past two days, they didn't communicate much, they just said a few polite words occasionally, or in plain words.

Cheng Xiangyuan felt that the person in front of him was unfamiliar, and felt that the gap between the two of them was too great to make up.

Lu Huayan has always been very cold, so naturally she will not take the initiative.

Therefore, in the past two days, even if they spent a lot of time in the same room, they had very little communication.

On the contrary, the housekeeper seemed to be kind to Cheng Xiangyuan when he came to deliver meals these two days.

Cheng Xiangyuan didn't know the reason, but just accepted it passively.

"You guys wait here for a while, I'll go through the discharge procedures." Lu Huayan said.

In fact, he didn't need to go through the discharge procedures himself. He said he would do it now because he got Cheng Xiangyuan's hair the night before, and he got it in the bathroom.

He didn't come to the hospital last night, and he left early yesterday morning, and he didn't have a chance to give his hair to the dean. Now, it's just right.

"Okay, sorry to trouble you." Cheng Xiangyuan said politely.

Lu Huayan didn't say anything, turned around and left...

Cheng Jiuxiao blinked. "dad."

"Huh?" Cheng Xiangyuan walked towards Cheng Jiuxiao, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Jiuxiao said softly. "Dad, you are... so cold to little daddy."

Cheng Xiangyuan paused, then smiled wryly. "Is there? Xiaojiu, you should know that your little daddy...he has amnesia, so the current little daddy doesn't actually know daddy, and daddy... there is no way to know him very well, do you understand?"

Cheng Jiuxiao blinked and said worriedly: "But, that's the little daddy, doesn't daddy miss the little daddy very much?"

Cheng Xiangyuan didn't speak for a while.

Cheng Jiuxiao took Cheng Xiangyuan's hand. "Dad, are you angry with your little dad?"

"How could it be?" Cheng Xiangyuan smiled, "Father is not angry, nor will he be angry with your little daddy, but, Xiao Jiu, this person and person, in fact, many... are not as imagined, wait You'll understand when you grow up. Don't think too much about dad and little dad, okay?"

Cheng Jiuxiao nodded sullenly upon hearing this. "oh."

Cheng Xiangyuan rubbed his son's head and smiled lightly. "Okay, think of something happy, we are going to be discharged from the hospital today, what does Xiaojiu want to eat, can dad prepare it for you?"

"Really? Can I eat whatever I want?" The child's eyes lit up.

"Of course, you can eat whatever you want."

"Then Dad, I want to eat your boiled chicken, okay?" The child will never forget the boiled chicken he ate at home, it is really the best!

"Okay." Cheng Xiangyuan smiled. "When I get back later, I'll make you a white chicken."

"Yeah!" The child happily agreed. "good!"