sexual root

The board... There are traces of grass roots everywhere, and the memory is fresh, as if he just left here just now.

The light in the garden suddenly came on, and Han Kaixiu instinctively shouted, "Honey, you..." Surprise stuck in his throat, and the little boy under the light made him feel depressed instantly, "Dabao, why don't you go home?"

Dabao came over and squatted down like him, "I'm waiting for you, let's go home together."

Han Kaixiu asked him, "What did you learn from Secretary Li today?"

Dabao said seriously, "She showed me the video of the hotel, and I have a deeper understanding of the hotel's development over the past few years. Dad, you are amazing!"

Han Kaixiu smiled slightly and said, "In the future, you will be even better."

It was uncomfortable to squat and talk, Dabao sat on the swing, leaning forward slightly, swinging slowly, "Dad, I have a question, I have been thinking about it just now, and I don't quite understand the intention."

Knowing son Mo Ruofu, seeing him frowning, Han Kaixiu had a smile in his eyes, "20."

"Yeah." Pouted childishly, "You shocked him, why did you pay him so much money? He is just a guy who pretends to be pretentious."

Han Kaixiu stood up, folded his arms and leaned on the swing frame, watched the swing swinging back and forth, and explained in detail, "Both kindness and power are equal, if you are slapped without candy, you will definitely have trouble in the future, blindly satisfied is tantamount to showing weakness. There must be two, so things like this must be resolved at once. 20, the first is to compensate, and the second is to buy a convincing one. I have tasted both the sweet and the bitter, and I will not make trouble again in the future."

Dabao understood, and admired his father from the bottom of his heart, "Look down on this kind of person, let's see if he dares to be arrogant in the future, hum!"

"I don't dare to guarantee that he will change his ways from now on. At least he has learned the lesson from this time. He should restrain his behavior in the future, and things like today will not happen."

Dabao tilted his head, "Really?"

"If he doesn't restrain himself, he will get burned sooner or later. Anyone with a brain can think of it." Han Kaixiu walked behind the swing and gently pushed the swing out. "As descendants of the Han family, you must keep in mind that such people are regarded as As a negative teaching material, life depends on oneself, there must be a degree of arrogance..."

"I know!" Dabao said loudly, "There is nothing wrong with being young and frivolous... You shouldn't use other people's face to be arrogant, rely on your own ability, stand on a high place, and you have the capital to be arrogant... Dad, what you said I will I have heard it all, remembered it in my heart, and will never forget it.”

"It's not enough to just remember, you have to take action." Han Kaixiu smiled, "Hold on tight, brat."

With a strong push, the swing swayed high, and Dabao cheered "so high", laughing happily.Dabao is the eldest son, and he usually follows the rules in every word and deed. In addition, Han Kaixiu is also strict with him. The father and son are so happy to play around, and it was when Dabao was very young.

As the swing floated back and forth, Han Kaixiu's thoughts sank along with it.In the years when they thought the grassroots were dead, the two children woke up in the middle of the night, crying to him for their mother. He was busy with work during the day, but he had to endure the pain when he came home at night, comforting the two young children, tortured by longing Exhausted, he struggled to support them, and finally looked forward to the reunion, but this time, he knew that miracles would never happen again, and God would not favor them again.

"Dad, why don't we have a mother?"

"Dad, when will Mommy come home?"

The immature child's voice rang in his ears, and the sourness welled up in his heart. Han Kai looked at the child laughing in the wind, and his heart ached uncontrollably.

In the future, when a child misses his mother, who should he cry to?

The father and son went home after having dinner outside. The house was deserted, and the laughter of the past was still in the memory.Angie stayed with Daxiong in the hospital. There were only old people and children left at home, and they were all out of their minds. Only when they came back did they cheer up.

Er Bao hugged the doll, nestled lonely in a corner of the sofa, his eyes were red, and there were tears on his face.

"What's wrong with the second treasure?" Han Kaixiu was surprised, she had already rushed over to act like a baby before.

Grandma Han pulled him aside and said in a low voice, "I stayed with the grass roots for a while in the afternoon, and then kept crying. I coaxed you with your grandpa for a long time before she..." She paused, her face serious, " She asked . . . if mother was dying."

Han Kaixiu was nervous, "Is there any reaction from grassroots?"

Grandma Han sighed, "It would be great if there was a reaction. No matter whether it is good or bad, it is better than being silent like this. A child's heart is the most sensitive. Tonight my eyelids kept twitching. I can't keep it anymore." She said while wiping tears.

Heart sank, Han Kaixiu rushed into the bedroom without saying anything.

"Wife, wife..." murmured to him, like dream language, afraid to startle him too loudly, "You will be scared by yourself, obediently, don't be afraid, soon...husband will take you away, we are together, baby. "

Since this world can't keep you, then we will leave together and continue our love in another world without pain and worry.

For three days, Nianyu is still living in the hospital. After examination, it is confirmed that there is nothing wrong with his body, except that he is lethargic and inexplicable, and his symptoms are somewhat similar to grass roots.Apart from quiet observation, the hospital couldn't come up with any good treatment plan, so Han Kaixiu could only keep him in the hospital for observation, during which Mr. and Mrs. Xiong stayed in the hospital to take care of him.

Han Kaixiu has not been idle during this period of time. He takes Dabao in and out of various hotels in "Niancaoyuan" every day, lets him get in touch with hotel affairs, and teaches him how to deal with a series of sudden incidents.As a manager of the service industry, there are too many things to learn, and the time is too tight. Han Kaixiu can only point out many things, and he has to rely on himself for the rest.

"Dad, are you tired? Why don't you go home first, I'll go back by taxi after reading these accounts."

Han Kaixiu raised his head, the long time of contemplation prevented his thoughts from turning around completely, he looked at Dabao behind the desk, and asked aloud after a long time, "Can you digest these?"

Dabao didn't move his eyeballs from the account, and replied while looking at it, "It's okay, if I don't understand, I will ask Secretary Li, Dad, don't worry."

"I have confidence in you, take it easy, I'll go to the hospital to see Nianyu first, and I'll pick you up later." Han Kaixiu put on his coat, while wearing a scarf, exhorted, "It's snowing, taxis are not safe , I will come to pick you up any later, don't run around."

"okay, I get it."

It was snowing, falling from the dark night sky, and soon covered the branches and roads, and the street lamps shone brightly.The snowflakes on the road were run over by the wheels as soon as they fell, leaving two wet traces. As the traffic flow gradually decreased, large goose feathers also fell, and the whole world was instantly covered in silver.

In the lobby of the headquarters of "Niancaoyuan", a small figure is sitting in the waiting area, holding a handheld computer in his hand, looking at something with great interest. Seeing his happy appearance, he guesses that he must be watching cartoons, only those who know the inside story Only the staff knew that what he was looking at was a report that only professionals could understand.

The doorman hurried over, and respectfully lowered his waist ninety degrees, "Young Master, Mr. Han is at the door, and I want you to hurry over."

"Okay, thank you!" Dabao hurriedly got up, put away his things, and hurried to the door.

The snow was too heavy, and Han Kaixiu didn't dare to drive fast. Fortunately, there were no cars on the road. Although the speed was slow, the road was smooth anyway. It was already eight or nine o'clock when we got home.

Fearing that they would catch cold, Zhang Ma made ginseng soup and waited for them, and urged them to wash their hands and drink soup as soon as they entered the door.

To be honest, Han Kaixiu hates these greasy soups. In the past, he endured nausea and drank a lot in order to coax the grassroots to drink the soup. Now, smelling the strong smell of ginseng, his stomach began to feel uncomfortable. He reluctantly drank half a bowl.

Dabao drank a bowl while pinching his nose, Zhang Ma persuaded him to drink another bowl, and he slipped into the room on the grounds that he was going to study for homework.

As expected of the father and son, Zhang Ma sighed at a pot of precious ginseng soup, if only the grass roots were there, the father and son could finish the soup obediently with a single sentence.

"Father, tell me a story." Er Bao ran out of the room in his pajamas, leaned lazily on Han Kaixiu, and wanted to listen to a bedtime story.

Han Kaixiu put down the half-read evening paper, hugged the little princess on his lap and sat down, opened the fairy tale book on the coffee table, "What story do you want to hear today?"

"I don't want to listen to the stories in the storybook, they are all for children." Erbao took the book away and threw it aside, "Dad, tell Erbao the story about you and your mother, okay?"

Han Kaixiu was surprised, and asked calmly, "Why do you want to listen to this?"

"I just want to know." Er Bao pouted, "Tell me about it, Dad, Er Bao really wants to hear it."

"You are still young, and you don't understand the things of adults."

Such an answer naturally made the little princess dissatisfied, she pursed her mouth tightly, "I have grown up, I am not a child."

Han Kaixiu sees stubbornness in her eyes, she is the little princess of the Han family, she can ask for anything capriciously, but she doesn't want anything, except crying for her mother when she was a child, now, the stubborn ones want to know theirs past.The wish of the little princess was not that Han Kaixiu was unwilling to satisfy her, but that he didn't know how to say it, and what kind of mood he used to say it. From the moment he met the grass roots, the grass roots had suffered so much because of him. He was not afraid. Being accused by his children, he just didn't want to repeat the suffering of the grassroots, as if he had to go through it again.

Facing the big tearful eyes of the little princess, he could only say, "Mom has suffered a lot and experienced too many ups and downs in this life. It was not easy for him. It is enough for you to remember this, then