Difficult to raise children

Seeing that he was walking without even moving his arms, Shen Junyue frowned. He wanted to chill him for a few days, but he still couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with your hands?"

Shen Hao leaned over, if in the past, Shen Junyue would definitely hold someone in his arms, but today, he just took a few more glances and sat indifferently.

Shen Hao sat down beside him, and confessed next to him: "It's nothing serious, it's just a strain. The doctor said that it will be fine after a few days of rest."

"No serious problem?" Shen Junyue repeated with a high pitch, and then asked angrily: "Then what is called a problem? Broken arms and legs? Or just died?"

"You are really capable! Save yourself to save people! Isn't it great? In that situation, even ordinary soldiers are not sure to save people, but you are lucky, you dare to reach out to save people, do you want to die?"

Shen Hao lowered his head and made a fuss, letting Shen Junyue talk about the importance of personal life, family harmony, and family continuity. In short, Shen Junyue who could have a relationship with him was not let go.

He even wondered if Shen Junyue's brain has become deranged due to over-stimulation. Otherwise, if a grandson of the third generation of the Shen family is gone, would he still be able to destroy the foundation of the Shen family?

But he didn't dare to say a word now, he had to let Shen Junyue vent, otherwise holding his anger would be bad for both of them.

When Shen Junyue finished talking and was tired of talking, he stopped and looked at Shen Hao who was bowing his head, and his nervousness finally came to fruition.

Shen Junyue is not saying that Shen Hao did something wrong, but when he thinks that his son almost died because he failed to save someone, he can't stop wanting to scold him. His son is safe.

He suddenly pulled Shen Hao into his arms, wrapping his two strong arms tightly, as if to confirm the existence of this person, "You don't know that I was in a daze when I received the call, just because I was afraid that something would happen to you, If something happens to you, I can't guarantee what will happen to you."

Shen Hao was a little stuffy from being strangled, and his arms hurt a little, but he didn't mind at all, leaning on Shen Junyue's chest and listening to his irregular heartbeat, he comforted him: "Dad, am I not doing well? It was just a condition at that time. Reflex, don't think too much."

Shen Junyue sighed next to his ear, the breath was long and low, directly reaching Shen Hao's heart.

"Next time, just do what you can. If the earth is missing, everyone will still turn around, especially if you meet the kind of self-defeating type, what do you care about him? If it's really because of that little bastard who took your life , is it worth it? You don't even think about Dad. "

"I got it." This kind of thing was originally impulsive, and whoever thought it over would not necessarily make a move, and Shen Hao didn't guarantee that he would not be impulsive next time, but it would be right to agree first.

Shen Junyue hugged Shen Hao and did not let go, and the strength did not weaken at all, until Shen Hao couldn't stand it anymore, and whispered in his ear, "Dad, my arm hurts."

Shen Junyue was taken aback for a moment, all the anger dissipated, he hurriedly let go of the person, and checked up and down, especially the two arms that hadn't moved.

"Hiss..." Shen Junyue raised his arm, and Shen Hao frowned and sucked in a breath of cold air.

"It hurts?" Shen Junyue hurriedly let go of his hands, clamped Shen Hao between his legs, put his hands on his shoulders and asked distressedly: "Did the doctor really say that it will be fine after a few days of rest?"

Shen Hao nodded, naturally saying that the extent of his injury was lowered.

Shen Junyue leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "Then don't go to school for a few days, dad is also at home to accompany you, okay?"

Shen Hao couldn't laugh or cry, he had never seen Shen Junyue worry like this before when he was injured, could it be that he was really frightened?

Leaning on Shen Junyue's shoulder, he said coquettishly, "There's no need to be so cautious, it's just a small injury."

"You can't move your hands anymore. You are basically a first-class disabled now. You have to be fed even to eat. How can you do without me?"

Shen Hao muttered in a low voice: "Isn't Uncle Lei Zi still at home?"

"Why? I want to take care of you, do you still have an opinion?" Shen Junyue raised his brows, put on a serious face, and thought secretly: Is he more unpopular than Wang Lei?

No way, he is more handsome than Wang Lei, taller than Wang Lei, and more talented than Wang Lei, no matter how you look at it, he has the advantage.

Sour bubbles suddenly popped up in Shen Junyue's heart, and his gaze towards the kitchen was not as friendly as before.

Wang Lei, who was busy in the kitchen, sneezed loudly, and said to himself: This is strange, why did it suddenly become cold?

Shen Hao naturally didn't know that his words made Shen Junyue feel bad, he emphasized: "No, it's just that you really don't need to take care of me at home."

Shen Hao was not a person who would get tired of crookedness originally, although he also wanted to cultivate a relationship with Shen Junyue every day, but because of this small injury, it was a bit too much, and people might laugh at him for his coquettishness if it spread.

Shen Junyue didn't say yes or no, it seemed that he was carefully considering the feasibility of keeping his son at home.

"Dad, I'm hungry."

Shen Hao smelled the aroma from the kitchen and moved his nose. It seemed that there was Shen Junyue's favorite pork stewed vermicelli. He remembered that he still owed Shen Junyue a meal of dumplings, and it seemed that he would not be able to pay it back in a short time.

It was almost six o'clock, and Shen Junyue rushed back as soon as he heard the news. He hadn't eaten lunch before, and he was too nervous to feel hungry just now. Now when Shen Hao reminded him, his stomach began to growl.

Shen Hao buried his face in Shen Junyue's shoulder and grinned, until Shen Junyue pushed him away solemnly, then he restrained his smile and said solemnly: "Dad, go, I'm starving to death."

Shen Junyue's ears were a little hot, staring at Shen Hao's weird walking posture and thinking: Is he really overreacting?