My uncle is autistic every day

Luo Luo hurriedly carried his son back, and coaxed him for a long time before he calmed down.

"I guess it's a bit cynical." Luo Luo also took a pacifier for his younger brother.

Children feel comfortable when they have something in their mouth, and they can bite vigorously there.

Luo Luo saw that they had business to talk about and went back to the bedroom with the child in their arms.

Chen Jiu continued to insert the two good brothers between Yan Xiao and Dio, looking like an interrogator.

"Tell me, what's going on." Chen Jiu said in a serious tone.

Yan Xiao took a sip of tea, "...it's not a big deal."

"Isn't it a big deal if you can't write anything?" Chen Jiu, who is already a father, still looks like he can't figure it out.

Yan Xiao told him to keep his voice down, "Arguing with the child."

"Oh."

Chen Jiu also imitated his smile and took a few sips of tea.

"Yes, it's really not a serious matter. Why can't my Xiaoxiao be so young?"

Dior has been completely ignored, the important thing is that he can't imitate Chen Jiu's jumping feet in a hurry, he has to be reserved.

"I really need to change my job." Yan Xiao thought, he couldn't spend his whole life writing fairy tales.

"What about him?" Chen Jiu hugged Dio's shoulder affectionately.

"..." Dio was speechless.

Yan Xiao smiled, "I am relying on him to support me."

Chen Jiu smiled very gratified, "Young man is very good, I will just keep smiling at each other from now on."

Others Dio can't say for sure, but Dio is absolutely unambiguous about talking and laughing, nodding quickly.

Luo Luo couldn't get a rest during lunch, and the two children were moving around, making them a little embarrassed.

"Let me help you." Dio reached out and took the crying brother over.

The strange thing is that Chen Xiaodi really doesn't cry anymore, and his nose is still on his face at any time.

Dio wiped it gently with a handkerchief, looking very familiar.

Chen Jiu suddenly said, "Have you considered having a child?"

"..." Dio's hand stopped, and an alarm sounded in his heart.

Probably because he was afraid of being misunderstood by Yan Xiao, Chen Jiu explained, "Xiao Xiao must know that there are many fatherless and motherless children in the orphanage, I think you can consider adopting one."

Yan Xiao put down his chopsticks, apparently thinking about it seriously.

"Adoption procedures..." This is rather troublesome, and they are not eligible for adoption.

"I know." Chen Jiu winked at Yan Xiao.

Yan Xiao looked at Dior, "The two of us will go back and think about it."

Chen Jiu was not in a hurry, "It's okay, you all take your time to think about it."

"Why don't you stay here for a few days and go back after rest?" Chen Jiu suggested.

Yan Xiao politely refused, "Dior still has a job at home."

"..." Although not.

"That's not in a hurry, I will accompany you as a son first, and then we will talk about your daughter for a few days." Chen Jiu was too lazy to listen to the words and smile, and directly agreed.

As the saying goes, hospitality is hard to give up, Yan Xiao and Dior stayed, "..."

For the past few days, Dio got mixed up with the two children. The children were still young and tired after a while of fussing. He didn't know if it was the illusion of Yan Xiao, but he always felt that Dio's eyes were shining with kindness.

Dior was still reluctant to leave when he went home, Yan Xiao felt that it was time to consider Chen Jiu's proposal.

After coming back, Dior went out after two days of tinkering at home, and uncharacteristically, he no longer stayed in bed. He went out early and returned late every day.

Dio is also very conscious when he comes home, always running to the bathroom the first time.

I don't know if it was Yan Xiao's illusion, but he always felt that Dior's appetite had increased a lot.

Yan Xiao stared at the computer screen every day, and most of the time he was just in a daze. When Dior got home, Yan Xiao would get up from the chair and massage his shoulders.

This kind of life lasted for about a month, Yan Xiao suddenly asked Dior to help him pass the book.

Dio had a rare rest, lying carelessly on the bed, standing there looking through the bookshelves in his red underpants.

"..." Yan Xiao looked at Dior's body covered in bruises, "What's wrong with your injury?"

Dio thought something was wrong, quickly put on his clothes, "I fell down."

Yan Xiao never asked questions, and continued to work while holding the book. Dio secretly rejoiced that he had escaped a catastrophe.

Yan Xiao's eyeballs were indeed staring at the book, but his mind had long been thinking wildly and he didn't know where he was thinking.

Dior was extra cautious when eating, for fear of asking questions with words and smiles, but he didn't expect that Yan and smiles would not say a word during the whole lunch time, and ate quietly.

Someone who consciously took a bath kept looking at Yan Xiao who was reading a book.

Yan Xiao looked at it for a while and then went to take a nap. It looked no different from before, and now Dio was really relieved.

In less than half an hour, he climbed into bed and fell asleep next to Yan Xiao.

Yan Xiao suddenly opened his eyes for no reason, scaring Dio a lot.

"..."

I don't know if it's because of the rainy weather, Yan Xiao's mood has always been ups and downs, even Dio can't figure it out.

Just like now, Yan Xiao just massaged Dio quietly with his hands, and he never interjected when he shouldn't ask.

The strength of Yanxiao's massage was just right, Dio was so comfortable that he immediately closed his eyes.

It was rare for the two of them to have such a quiet day.

It was difficult for Yan Xiao to control himself from thinking wildly, but he tried his best. He admitted that when he saw Dior's traces, his whole body was frightened. He was afraid that something would happen to him, but fortunately, he was safe.

Dior had a big heart, and went to work as usual after kissing Yan Xiao good morning the next day.

That's right, to go to work, Dior did find himself a job that seems to be stable at present.

Because the distance was a bit long and there was no car, Dior usually got up early and started on the road. Fortunately, he was in good health and never showed a tired look in front of Yan Xiao.

Yan Xiao woke up early, and when Dio moved, he moved too.

Dior's footsteps were fast, and Yan Xiao almost had to trot to catch up. After walking for a while, his face began to sweat, obviously because he had not exercised enough.

Because he was so focused on walking, Dio completely ignored the fact that someone was following him.

The more desolate it is, Yan Xiao has figured out that Dior was tricked into a pyramid scheme.

In fact, the matter was not as serious as Yan Xiao thought. Dior just found a job on the construction site like many ordinary people.

He didn't have an ID card or a degree. If it weren't for his size, he probably wouldn't even want to accept him at the construction site.

At the beginning, Dio looked out of place, coupled with his handsome face, he was indeed the seven aunts and eight aunts who had nothing to do. While knocking on melon seeds, he guessed whether this was the troubled rich man in the soap opera. In the end, he watched the excitement That's enough, and Dior didn't have much to say except moving bricks, and everyone's interest in him gradually dissipated.

Dior was a casual worker, and he was paid by the day, so he lost a lot, but he was not mentioned, and it was too late for everyone to watch the excitement.

Even if he does the most ordinary work, Dior is naturally very calm. He will change his clothes properly every morning, and then put on a muddy clothes, work with his head down, and never talk too much. Money wasn't a problem either.

Yan Xiao stood far away, he was afraid that Dior would find out, he kept thinking, what did Dior gain from being with him?

Is it sweaty?It's still a look that others can't understand.

Everything is not a good time, but Yan Xiao knows that Dio is happy.

I don't know if he felt it, but when Dio finished moving the bricks, he looked up at the place where Yan Xiao had been standing. Fortunately, Yan Xiao quickly hid.

The surrounding dust was very heavy, and Yan Xiao couldn't bear the choking after standing for more than ten minutes, but he couldn't move his feet.

Later, Dior went upstairs and never came down. Yan Xiao waited for a while and then walked back in silence.

Yan Xiao will always remember Dior when he first met, a man who was overconfident and sought after by so many people, but now, he squats in the middle of a group of people in disgrace, if he is not so handsome, no one may recognize him.

Life is always so difficult, even if you are given time to be willful, you will still take it back.

Yan Xiao didn't know how he got home, he just got into the car in a daze, got out of the car, and when he got home, he had already taken out the key to open the door.

Then he called Xia Dongping.

Xia Dongping was in a good mood when he heard Yan Xiao's voice, and thought to himself that his son had turned his back on it.

"I want to sell that villa." Yan Xiao said straight to the point.

Yan Yuzhu pretended to be holding tea, and leaned his ear to listen.

Xia Dongping thought for a while, this is not the style of talking and laughing at all, he was afraid that he had been wronged, "What's wrong? Just tell Dad if you have something to do? Are you short of money? Dad will call you 20 tomorrow?"

"..." Yan Yuzhu's face was stiff, she really didn't understand why Yan Xiao liked Xia Dongping more than Xia Jing.

Yan Xiao thought for a while that he really didn't have any income in his account recently, and more importantly, he didn't want Dior to be so tired.

"Xiaoyanxiao?" Dio actually came back, and he was in a good mood listening to the voice.

Yan Xiao didn't directly refuse, "I'll talk about it next time when I get home."

Xia Dongping felt that as long as he was willing to go home, he would be happier than talking and laughing. He also gave Xia Jing more than his pocket money for an unprecedented amount, and he didn't pursue Xia Jing being tricked again.

He just said meaningfully, "I'm old, and I'll have to smile in the future."

"..." Yan Yuzhu's heart skipped a beat. The implication of Xia Dongping's words is indeed worth pondering.

"Why didn't you close the door?" Dior still had a strong sense of anti-theft.

Yan Xiao was taken aback for a moment, and actually forgot about it when he came back, but luckily Dio wasn't thinking about it either.

"I paid my wages today." Diode raised the things in his hand in a desperate manner.

"I've wanted to buy it for you for a long time." Then he gave Yan Xiao the gift in his hand.

Yan Xiao's heart was heavy, but he couldn't hold back his laughter when he opened it.

"..." A gold chain that kills people, the favorite of rich and nouveau riche, really can't believe that Dior's emotional intelligence can buy anything good.

Dior asked, "Is it good-looking? I think it is especially suitable for you."

Yan Xiao held it on tiptoe in his hand, to be honest, it was quite heavy.

After deliberating for a while, Yan Xiao thought of a more normal evaluation, "It's quite heavy."

"Isn't yellow good-looking?" Dio felt unhappy that he didn't see the joy that Yan Xiao imagined.

"..." Yan Xiao felt that he wouldn't find it good-looking if there were other colors.

By distributing leaflets and moving bricks, Dior did save a lot of money to buy gifts for Yan Xiao, but every time he bought more gifts, it made people laugh and cry.

Compared to the gift that Yu Yanxiao bought, Dior's gift is indeed a bit unappealing.

"I like it very much." Yan Xiao said sullenly.

Dio breathed a sigh of relief, and took out another handful of money from his pocket, "I heard from my colleague that all the money has to be handed in."

"……"colleague?Does it refer to those who came out of the same mud?

Yan Xiao hid the gift, pretending to be unconscious and asked, "Why don't you write your book? I like reading it very much."

"..." Dio was embarrassed, it was all a long time ago.