The president is dying every day

Ren Chuan felt that the sky in the Liberated Area suddenly became clearer. He walked around the house, hugged and kissed even the elderly baby, and was about to run to kiss Jiang Huan with his mouth full of dog hair.

Mr. Jiang was unwilling to be behind a dog, so he turned his head noblely and coldly, and let out a "hum".

"My dad agreed." Ren Chuan himself interpreted Ren Dongsheng's words, and leaned forward to show his courtesy, "He is willing to let the two of us get married."

It’s a lesson from heaven and earth. Ren Dongsheng said a total of three sentences, and Jiang Huan didn’t hear them. One sentence was, “Go home during the New Year.” One sentence was, “Bring Jiang Huan.” There was another sentence, “You two go home .”

Which characters reflect the meaning of "marriage"?

Ren Chuan was already excited like a rocket into the sky, he hugged Jiang Huan from behind, held back for a long time, and then said, "Let's have a baby."

With this sentence, the spoon in Jiang Huan's hand fell into the pot with a clatter.

Just now I was talking about getting married, and now I am going to have a child, there is no such thing as Da/Leap/Jin!

"Wait..." Jiang Huan felt that Ren Chuan was not calm, "Come and talk to me about this topic in 10 minutes."

Mr. Ren's brains have already been strung together until the second child comes out, "I think we should change to a school district? There are not many good schools in Beijing now, but the atmosphere of aristocratic schools is not right..."

Jiang Huan looked up at the ceiling and sighed heavily.

Ren Chuan pushed the time forward to decades later, and he was still singing when he went to bed. In the future, when he gets old, he will go to a nursing home. The children must visit twice a week, otherwise they will not be able to inherit the inheritance.

Jiang Huan couldn't help with the earplugs in his ears. He turned over and looked at Ren Chuan very seriously, "Can you let me sleep first?"

Ren Chuan blinked at him, "But we're talking about something very important?"

The very important things in Mr. Ren's mouth are "Which nursing home to go to when I am old", "How many times a week do children visit", "Grandson or granddaughter"...the list goes on and on.

"We'll discuss it tomorrow." Jiang Huan patted his head, "And I think Zhu Kaifeng and Cui Minghao must be interested in such a topic."

That's right, there's also Faxiao!

Ren Chuan kicked the quilt all at once, turned over and jumped up, picked up his mobile phone, and started bombarding the two boys indiscriminately.

Ren Chuan: "We are getting married!"

No one responded.

Ren Chuan: "I'm considering having a second child too!"

No one responded.

Ren Chuan: "I've also figured out where to buy a house in the school district!"

Still no response.

After spending more than half an hour alone, Zhu Kaifeng and Cui Minghao ignored him as if they were dead.

Mr. Ren was bored by himself, and walked back to the bedroom to see that Jiang Huan had fallen asleep.

Ren Chuan: "..."

So angry.

Dogs and men are all routines.

Jiang Huan slept refreshed and dreamless all night. When he got up in the morning, he made breakfast routinely, and picked up his phone to take a look.

It showed that his bank card showed new consumption.

Jiang Huan's card is tied to his and Ren Chuan's two mobile phones. Anyone who buys something for the family can swipe this card. It can be regarded as a family fund.

Ren Chuan had nothing to do last night, what did he buy?

Jiang Huan clicked on the consumption bill, and as soon as he glanced at it, he almost threw the phone away.

It shows that Ren Chuan just bought a double cemetery.

Jiang Huan: "..."

He no longer knows what expression he should have. Since he talked about getting married yesterday, Ren Chuan has been a little abnormal.

Jiang Huan was skillfully beating eggs, frying chicken breast, and toasting bread, while thinking about this matter with his brain with an IQ of [-].

Just like the locks with names engraved on the railings of scenic spots called "Sea Dry Stones" and "Tianya Haijiao" when a young man is on the beach, Ren Chuan desperately wants to use something to lock him and Jiang Huan together forever, the sea water can't be eroded away, The cold wind cannot weather it, not even bombs can destroy it.

Life after life, for a long time, Ren Chuan probably wants this.

Jiang Huan's egg-beating hand paused for a moment. What made Ren Chuan feel so insecure?

And myself...why is he so dull?

Jiang Huan reflected on his own problems. Even old couples have to be a little romantic. He went out on crutches, saying that he was going to buy vegetables, but in fact he had to queue up at that house all the time. Ren Chuan used to The favorite cake shop bought him his favorite strawberry cake.

This shop is a bit far away. Jiang Huan used to come here by car, but now he cannot drive because of his legs and feet. He carefully carried the cake on crutches and walked step by step. He also felt a little taste in his heart. Sweet aftertaste.

When he got home, Ren Chuan just got into the bathroom to wash up, and Baby followed him wagging his tail, going up to join in the fun.

Jiang Huan took the opportunity to put the cake on the breakfast table. The white cream cake was written with jam. The cake shop was not happy with it, but Jiang Huan added money. Just a few words, enough to buy another piece .

It's not any love words, just a simple sentence, "Bao'er, good morning."

Ren Chuan came out with the smell of toothpaste in his mouth, pulled out his chair and sat down, and was taken aback when he saw the cake on the dinner table.

"Why..." Ren Chuan picked up his chopsticks and looked at Jiang Huan, "...buy a cake?"

"You like to eat..." Jiang Huan also sat down, "...I just bought it."

Ren Chuan didn't know what to say. He used to like eating cakes, especially this one, but since...

He held back his thoughts, picked up the bread and put the ham in his mouth, before Jiang Huan snatched it from his mouth, replaced the ham with chicken breast, and did not allow Ren Chuan to eat this kind of meat Nitrite stuff.

I don't know which health guard's official account said that nitrite causes cancer.

After breakfast, Ren Chuan excitedly went to unpack the express box. He has recently become obsessed with the blind box, and he is determined to hide it. But without that luck, the acrylic cabinet at home will not fit.

Jiang Huan cleaned up the dining table, put the bowls and chopsticks into the dishwasher one by one, and looked back at the cake on the dining table. From the beginning to the end, Ren Chuan never took a bite.

If you have suffered once, you will never give it a second chance. Since then, Ren Chuan has never eaten a bite of cake in his life.

This is how it is sung in nursery rhymes. It is the year after Laba. In fact, it was only a month away. Jiang Huan went to the hospital to remove the plaster. Minor illnesses and minor disasters are usually procrastinated, and they come to the hospital to see what's going on until the New Year's holiday. Unfortunately, the population of 2000 million basically thinks so, and every New Year's holiday becomes the hardest-hit area of ​​the hospital .

Ren Chuan accompanied Jiang Huan to remove the plaster, and visited Cui Minghao by the way. He saw that his eyes were deeply sunken, his chin was covered with stubble, and his face was black and blue. As long as he pasted a yellow talisman on his forehead You can apply for zombies in zombie movies.

"There is a fart, but there is no fart." Cui Minghao took a sip of coffee to continue his life, "I am still in a hurry to see a doctor."

In order to see Cui Minghao, Ren Chuan specially found the scalper at the door to register, and it cost him two hundred more. He looked around like a thief, took out the heat preservation box in his bag, and put it on the desk, "I registered , you can rest for half an hour and drink this first."

Cui Minghao opened the insulation box and saw that there was still warm Laba porridge inside.

He came out to his family when he was in high school, and he was alone. He finished his medical university with subsidies and two small children, and then devoted himself to the front line of curing diseases and saving lives.

Not to mention Laba, he had to be on duty even during the Spring Festival, and he didn't know what time it was when he got home, so he just took a bite of instant noodles to get rid of the trouble.

Festival food like Laba porridge basically has nothing to do with him.

"Drink." Ren Chuan urged, "Don't be dazed, the tableware is brought for you."

Cui Minghao's nose was a little sour, and he glanced at Ren Chuan, "You bring me porridge, isn't Jiang Huan sour?"

"What's sour?" Ren Chuan was puzzled, "Think I'm going to chase you? Then I can't, when did my eyesight get so bad?"

Three minutes later, Dr. Cui threw Ren Chuan out of the office by his collar.

"Fuck!" Ren Chuan patted the door, "Cui Minghao! You are a fucking waste of my feelings!"

Dr. Cui threw out a noble and cold sentence, "Get lost!"

Ren Chuan walked to the orthopedic department, just as Jiang Huan came out of the doctor's office, holding a cane in his hand. The crutch is no longer suitable for him. Mr. Jiang bought an antique cane from Faberge to help him walk.

The walnut wood is selected, with a layer of oil gloss, the wood texture is exposed, the handle is made of tortoiseshell, carved into a lion's head, and there is even Balzac's famous saying, "I will smash all obstacles."

Without the burden of plaster, Mr. Jiang looked like a gentleman in the eighteenth century. No patient in the corridor was as dragging as he looked, and he explained what it means to walk with wind.

Ren Chuan was admiring from such a distance, and before he stepped forward, the eyes of the two met in mid-air. The next second, Mr. Jiang's leg suddenly limped, and the original British gentleman changed into Zhao Si in seconds, with his face His pain is so nuanced, it would be a shame not to award him an Oscar!

Ren Chuan: "..."

"Leg pain..." Jiang Huan came up like a big milk dog, and threw himself into Ren Chuan's arms, "It hurts..."

Mr. Jiang's acting skills are all used by Mr. Ren.

Ren Chuan suspected that Jiang Huan was a delicate flower. If his nails were broken, he would have to go to the intensive care unit to lie down. Without this ceremony, he would not be comfortable.

There were so many people in the corridor, so many pairs of eyes, Ren Chuan just knelt down on one knee, turned his back to Jiang Huan, opened his hand, and motioned to him, "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

Two big men are enough to be eye-catching, not to mention one of them kneeling on one knee. The originally noisy corridor was silent for a moment, and the next second there were discussions, and some even took out their mobile phones to join in the fun.

Jiang Huan hesitated, "Actually, it doesn't hurt that much..."

"Hurry up." Ren Chuan urged, "Come up."

The more you delay, the more jokes you will leave for others. It is better to be generous. Jiang Huan stepped up and pressed his body on Ren Chuan's back. He weighed more than ten catties less than before, and Ren Chuan was so much After days of training, I can actually recite it.

Jiang Huan stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around Ren Chuan's neck tightly.

After walking a few steps, Ren Chuan was a little out of breath, but he tried his best, "I think of a song in this situation."

Being so romantic, and still singing, Jiang Huan felt his heart was about to melt, "Then you sing."

Ren Chuan really started to sing, shaking his head and thinking like a thief, "Old pig, I am very happy today, carrying my new wife behind my back, singing while walking, walking while singing, and leaving Gao Laozhuang..."

Jiang Huan: "..."

What the hell are you singing!