Dodder Pampering Handbook

After making up my mind, time seems to pass quickly.

Zhu Da Niu and the others have to arrange all this before New Year's Day, and then she has to raise her baby at home with peace of mind. No matter how she is now in her 30s, she is an advanced mother, so she should pay more attention.

The father of the Zhu family is in the country, and has not been in charge of the affairs of the children of the Zhu family for many years. Mrs. Zhu gave them the old couple money on time, and didn't even say much about the marriage, for fear that he would come to the house to make trouble.

It was easier for Sanzhi to transfer to another school. No. [-] Middle School was very happy to have a child with high athletic talent go out from here. If Sanzhi really won the award in the future, they could still use this name to recruit students.

Everyone was beaming, waiting for the day of parting.

However, Zhong Meiliang felt uneasy. They were hiding the fact that Miss Zhu was going to marry into the next city.

Zhu Daniu explained to Sanzhi, but I don't know if he understood. Anyway, Sanzhi kept silent, so everyone assumed he knew.

Miss Zhu has been at home recently, and he has no chance to sleep at Zhong Cheng's house.In the morning, Zhong Cheng was waiting for him at the door, and Mrs. Zhu sent him out of the door herself. After closing the door, Sanzhi's expression immediately became vivid, as if he had just escaped from some magic cave.

Zhong Teng was always dumbfounded, but he didn't say any nonsense about "she is your mother".The problem of mother and child cannot be solved by saying that she gave birth to you and raised you.

If Zhong Cheng had such a mother since he was a child, he suspected that he might not regard this person as his mother from the bottom of his heart, just like Zhu Da Niu never regarded Sanzhi as a beloved child.

Sanzhi didn't tell Zhong Cheng that his mother was pregnant, he didn't even know what pregnancy meant, and Miss Zhu didn't say anything like moving to the next city.

As soon as the school transfer was arranged, Miss Zhu planned to take Sanzhi directly by car, first go to the city to arrange a school for Sanzhi, and then return to her new home in the next city.

She didn't plan to move the house and furniture here.

Zhong Meili turned her back to him and almost fell asleep, "You just like to think about things, what's wrong?"

If Sanzhi can run out of the world, he can get rid of his future fate, and everyone thinks it is very good.

"I mean our son, he doesn't seem to know the situation yet, do you think it will..."

Sanzhi and Zhong Teng have not been separated for a long time since they were young, except for that time when Sanzhi ran away from home.

Zhong Meili's voice was confused: "You're still young, just make new friends..."

Are you still young?Zhong Teng is only 12 years old this year, and may be too tall, Zhong Meiliang will forget his son's age from time to time.But he always felt that his son had many plans in his heart.

Sanzhi was informed on the first day of parting.

"Don't go to school tomorrow, your uncle has already arranged, we will go to the sports school in the city tomorrow."

Sanzhi bit the cake, tilted his head, and let out an "ah"?

Miss Zhu got angry when she saw his stupid look. The man's family heard that she had brought a stupid boy with him, and they wanted to show her face before they even entered the door.

"Go to the city, go to the sports school, and I'll pick you up on Sunday."

"Don't!" Sanzhi stood up abruptly, with a terrified expression, "I don't want to go! I don't want to leave here!"

Miss Zhu snorted coldly: "Then I'll leave you here, and you can earn money to eat and go to school by yourself, okay?"

"it is good!"

"Good head!"

"You don't even look at how much you weigh. What will you do when you grow up so big? You can't study, you can't do this, you can't do that, and now there is a school that wants you, and you still pick and choose?"

"Zhu Sanzhi, let me figure it out, there are so many people in this world who can pick you, but what can you pick? It would be nice to have a stutter in the future!"

"Don't make me lose my temper with you, go back to the room after dinner, and leave tomorrow! I said it!"

After years of struggling in the business field, there is no doubt that Miss Zhu's temper has exploded.

This meeting was full of aura, and Sanzhi said it with tears in his eyes, but he didn't know how to refute.

He stood there stubbornly. He was scolded like this on weekdays, and he had long since hid in his room, but now, he refused to leave, and asked in a low voice, "Where's brother?"

who?It took a while for Miss Zhu to realize that he was talking about Zhong Ting.

He snorted again: "The people in their family are all good people. They only play with you when they see you as stupid. It's good for you. You can go to the sports school, and you have to thank Zhong Ting. But his grades are good, and his family has Qian, go to a good high school, a good university, and marry a good wife. Will your life be the same as when you were young?"

"You are dreaming, you, hurry back to the room and teach the friends you should teach."

"What does it mean to marry a good wife?"

Sanzhi's eyes were full of confusion. Uncle and aunt Zhong also mentioned this last time, asking Zhong Ting to marry a wife and find him a sister-in-law.

Miss Zhu doesn't know where he comes up with so many questions, put it in the place of normal children, who would ask this at the age of 12?

"My wife is like me and your uncle. We live together. We live together. Can we still get in as your friend?"

She wanted Sanzhi to recognize the truth earlier, but she didn't expect that this sentence seemed to ignite the fuse.

Sanzhi said angrily: "No!" The tears of grievance in his eyes have been wiped away by him, and they are full of fighting flames.

He and his brother are going to spend the rest of their lives!Do not marry a wife!

It's a pity that he was stupid and didn't know what to say, so he ran out of the house angrily and knocked on the door next door.

Miss Zhu didn't bother to pay attention to him, she casually put away the cakes on the table, and returned to her room with a plate of fruit.She doesn't cook for herself now, for the sake of the baby in her stomach.

Because of this, I have no patience with Sanzhi at all.

Zhong Meiliang and the others were watching a movie on the sofa, and they opened the door for San Zhi, who lowered his head and ran under his arm, Zhi ran to Zhong Cheng's room.

Zhong Cheng was sitting at the desk, reading a book.Sanzhi ran over like a cannonball and asked him directly: "Are you going to marry a sister-in-law in the future?"

He was loud and full of doubts.

Zhong Meili and Zhong Meiliang looked at each other and pricked up their ears to hear what happened.

But Zhong Cheng walked to the door and closed it.

There was no sound coming from inside.

Zhong Meili tuned the channel with a guilty conscience, and said after a long while, "Our community is quite soundproof."

As soon as Zhong Teng closed the door, he was blocked at the door of the room. Sanzhi hugged him tightly, with his face pressed against his chest, his fluffy hair rubbing against his chin, a little itchy.

Zhong Cheng took a deep breath, smelling the fragrance of milk on his body, turned his arms around and hugged him, lowered his body and adjusted his posture, picked him up directly, walked a few steps, and put him on the chair.

Kneel down, look into Sanzhi's eyes, and ask him, "Didn't we talk about this last time?"

"I don't marry a wife, and neither does Sanzhi."

He still didn't say a word, afraid that Sanzhi would learn from him everywhere.

Sanzhi was a little frustrated: "But the big girl said, you will go to high school, college, and marry a wife in the future."

"In fact, if nothing unexpected happens, it is true."

Originally, the trajectory of his life was like this.

Three teardrops fell down in an instant, her small chin trembling with grievance, she pursed her lips, trying to say something, but couldn't.

Zhong Cheng leaned over to help him wipe away his tears, and said seriously: "But something unexpected happened. Sanzhi, because I am me, because you are you, so I can't live that kind of life."

What he said was a bit convoluted, but Sanzhi understood it.

His black eyes, like candles dancing in the abyss, draw people in.

"Three branches will be your wife."

The smile at the corner of Zhong Ting's mouth gradually deepened, he approached, and San Zhi's forehead was facing his forehead, he stretched out his hand to rub his hair, and said softly: "Okay, but this matter is now a little secret between us."

As fast as Sanzhi's qi came, it went away.

After being coaxed by Zhong Teng, he didn't want to go home to sleep, so Zhong Teng gave him his previous clothes and asked him to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

The Zhong family has long been familiar with such things.

When Sanzhi went to take a bath, the door of Zhong Cheng's room was open, and Zhong Meili heard the sound of flipping books inside, and she was in a complicated mood.

Her son is so proud of her. He is smart, handsome, studious, filial, and knows how to do housework. Everyone envies him. He is someone else's child.

The only thing that made her feel awkward was the relationship between her son and Sanzhi, which was so good that Zhong Meili felt that he could be more perfect, but was held back.

Sanzhi ran back to the room after taking a shower, greeted them both when passing by, and closed the door after entering the room.

Zhong Meili looked at the closed door, feeling heavy in her heart.

She knew that Miss Zhu was going to take away three sticks tomorrow, but right now her body seemed to be welded to the sofa, refusing to move.

Well, she admitted, she really didn't want her son to know.

The best thing is that Sanzhi will be taken away tomorrow, and the son will learn the news after he comes back from school.

He's just a child, so what can he do.

With such thoughts in mind, Zhong Meili did not sleep well, tossing and turning at night, as if she had a terrible dream, but she couldn't remember it when she woke up.

She got up to go to the bathroom at night, and when she passed Zhong Cheng's room, she quietly opened the door and looked inside. The moonlight penetrated into the house, and she could see her son sleeping on his back in an orderly manner without turning on the light, but Sanzhi was lying on his stomach. Hands and feet like a toad.

She couldn't laugh or cry, gently closed the door and went back to her room.

Zhong Meili liked Sanzhi very much. When he was a child, he was obedient and cute. He always hugged the adult he liked tightly like a koala, obediently tilting his head on the adult, as if he was very weak and could only What do you rely on to survive hard.

Every time Zhong Teng fed him goat milk powder and gave him delicious food, Zhong Meili never felt that it was wrong, it was a life, she thought.

Compared with Zhong Ting, who seldom acts like a baby, he is so cute and can inspire maternal love.

But when did this kind of liking become impurity?

It may be that she discovered that Sanzhi has taken root in the Zhong family more and more deeply, and even took up the time when her son went to the Children's Palace; it may be that she discovered that her son was Sanzhi when he opened his eyes, and he was still Sanzhi when he closed them; About a restless sixth sense.

Zhong Meili struggled to wake up from the nightmare, wiped the sweat from her forehead, feeling a little confused.

She didn't remember anything in the dream at all, she just felt flustered, as if she was about to lose something.

She got up again and quietly pushed open the door of Zhong Cheng's room.

It was already dawn, and Zhong Ting was sleeping on his side so defenseless that Sanzhi almost fell under the bed.

The two small beds were put together, more than two meters wide, and it felt like they were sleeping in a small bed.

Zhong Meili breathed a sigh of relief and knocked on the door lightly.

The author has something to say:

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone, I ran around yesterday, there is no time code word QAQ

Going to work again today, vomiting blood.

Try to be able to write as much as possible, these chapters may be abusive, but it will end soon ~ rest assured, our purpose is: sweet!