One big and one small are practicing love

The soft and warm body, the falling and falling breaths, and the gentle strength like water. They were like the amniotic fluid in the womb, softly hitting Zuo Kunmin. Gentle and silent, it gives him the warmth, nutrition, and strength that are the source of life. The exhausted body is as empty, keen, and thirsty as a baby.

Zuo Kunmin closed his eyes and held Liu Xiaochen for a long time.

"Sneeze! Sneeze!" Liu Xiaochen sneezed twice in a row, causing the wound to hurt, and his face wrinkled involuntarily. He hurriedly let go of Zuo Kunmin and covered his face and mouth with his hands.

He forgot that he had just come back from outside and was cold, so he shouldn't have held her for so long. Zuo Kunmin hurriedly let go of Liu Xiaochen and said, "It's cold at the door. Come in quickly." His voice was hoarse.

Hearing Zuo Kunmin's mute voice, Liu Xiaochen raised his head and looked at him affectionately without saying anything.

He took the initiative to help Zuo Kunmin unzip his down jacket, helped him take off his coat, and stood on tiptoe to hang the clothes up with his left hand. Then he bent down and took out a pair of velvet men's slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them at Zuo Kunmin's feet. He saw that his shoes and trousers were covered in black mud. Two lines of hot tears fell down.

Zuo Kunmin was sitting on the stool at the door changing his shoes. When he saw tears on Liu Xiaochen's face again, he smiled and stretched out his hand to wipe the tears on her face and said, "What? You feel sorry for me?"

Liu Xiaochen wiped away the tears on his face with the back of his hand, stood up and said, "Teacher Zuo, go change your clothes and I'll cook some noodles for you." After that, without waiting for Zuo Kunmin's response, Liu Xiaochen went to the kitchen.

Zuo Kunmin changed his shoes, unbuttoned his suit, and walked inside.

Passing by the kitchen, I glanced inside and saw Liu Xiaochen holding a pot of water in both hands. His right shoulder was obviously lowered, as if he couldn't exert his strength. He stopped and frowned: "Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with your right shoulder?"

Liu Xiaochen turned off the fire and said naturally: "Oh! I had a stiff neck while sleeping."

"Does it hurt a lot? Let me cook the noodles." Zuo Kunmin said as he walked inside.

"Aunt Liu pressed the button for me. It's much better." Liu Xiaochen said, rubbing the water on his hand on the hem of his clothes, then pushed Zuo Kunmin's back to the door and said, "Go and change your clothes quickly. It'll be fine soon."

Take off your suit and warm clothes. Put on a white cotton long-sleeved T-shirt and light gray cotton pants. The body is light and comfortable.

When he came out of the bedroom, he saw Liu Xiaochen holding a big bowl in both hands and coming out of the kitchen. Zuo Kunmin quickly walked over, took the bowl on his own initiative, and carried it to the big wooden table.

I saw three plates of side dishes on the table, one plate of thinly sliced ​​braised beef, one plate of braised vegetables such as kelp, lotus root, and bean sprouts, and one plate of blanched vegetables. Look at this bowl of noodles again. Large pieces of meat are piled on top, and the noodles are rich in soup.

Variety, quantity, and balanced flavours. See, smell. I haven’t eaten yet, but my heart is already moved.

"Xiao Xiao, thank you."

Liu Xiaochen shook his head with a smile and said, "It's so cold outside. You and I can stay at home warm and comfortable, sleep in, eat and drink, and do what we like. This is the condition you provide us."

Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. He looked over and saw that it was Zuo Xu's bedroom door that opened. He blew his hair, rubbed his eyes, and said, "I need to pee."

Liu Xiaochen stood up quickly, went over to hold Zuo Xu's hand, and led him to the bathroom. After Zuo Xu finished using the toilet, he turned on the faucet, helped Zuo Xu wash his hands, apply soap, and wipe his hands, and then took his hand back to the bedroom.

Zuo Kunmin ate noodles and watched. I heard the conversation between Zuo Xu and Liu Xiaochen in the bedroom again.

"Xiao Xu, are you thirsty?"

"kind of."

"There's a cool drink here. Take a few sips."

A moment of silence.

"Tell dad not to finish the beef. I want to eat it again tomorrow."

"I'll do it for you tomorrow."

"Do you have to wait another day to eat it?"

"I'll make more next time so you can eat enough. Go to sleep!"

Silence again. About three minutes later, Liu Xiaochen came out and came to the living room. He saw that half of the side dishes were missing and the beef noodles were almost bottomed out.

"Teacher Zuo, do you still want to eat? There are also noodles and broth, I will cook them for you?" Liu Xiaochen said, pointing to the kitchen.

Zuo Kunmin picked up the bowl, drank the rest of the soup, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said with a smile: "It's not the first time you've seen me eat. Do I eat that much?" As he spoke, he touched his belly and said : "My half-dead abdominal muscles are almost eaten out by you."

Liu Xiaochen smiled, put away the bowls and chopsticks, and said, "Don't hear what Xiao Xu said, just leave it for him on purpose."

"You! You dote on Xiaoxu so much." Zuo Kunmin said, grabbing Liu Xiaochen's hand that was collecting the bowls and chopsticks, and said, "Stop it. It's been a busy day. Go to bed early and let Aunt Liu take care of it tomorrow."

"Teacher Zuo, I'm really not being diligent on purpose." Liu Xiaochen pulled away Zuo Kunmin's hand and continued to clean up: "When I was a child, my family owned a restaurant, and I was responsible for collecting the dishes and wiping the tables in the store. I have developed this habit over the years. See There are dirty dishes and chopsticks on the table, which makes me feel uncomfortable. If I really have to leave them all night, I can't sleep well."

Maybe for her, taking care of people and being kind to them are really instincts engraved in her bones. Zuo Kunmin stopped blocking her, stood up, and said, "I'm going to see Yanyan."

Liu Xiaochen looked up at the wall clock on the wall. It read 10:12 and said, "Teacher Zuo, it's time for Yanyan to adjust her posture. Please help Yanyan adjust her sleeping position in a while, and then cover her with the quilt."

"Xiao Xiao, I found that you are very talented in being a mother." Zuo Kunmin said with a smile.

Liu Xiaochen immediately looked at Zuo Xu's room alertly, made a shushing gesture, and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, Xiao Xu may not be asleep yet."

Zuo Kunmin smiled, bowed his head naturally, kissed Liu Xiaochen's forehead, and then turned to Zuo Yan's bedroom.

Entering quietly, a small lamp was dimly lit at the foot of the bed.

When I first entered the house, my eyes couldn't adjust to the dim light. Zuo Kunmin sat beside the bed, holding Zuo Yan's little hand for a while, and then saw Zuo Yan's face clearly, sleeping peacefully. Zuo Kunmin looked at it with a smile and let out a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.

Long hugs, comfortable clothes, delicious meals, and kids sleeping soundly.

A few seemingly simple and ordinary things, but Zuo Kunmin experienced them completely for the first time. In the dark room, Zuo Kunmin suddenly had mixed feelings.

Wang Luoxia left, and so did his parents, but Zuo Kunmin felt deeply for the first time that "it's good to be home."

"Dad." Zuo Yan suddenly opened her eyes and shouted softly.

"I woke you up, Yanyan."

"Dad!" Zuo Yan shouted again, her voice choked with sobs, "You are finally back."

Zuo Kunmin touched Zuo Yan's little face and said softly: "What's wrong, Yanyan?"

"Teacher Xiaoxiao is injured." Zuo Yan burst into tears after saying this.

Zuo Kunmin asked alertly: "How did you get injured?"

"The balcony glass was smashed. It was all smashed. It was broken everywhere. It was very scary. Teacher Xiaoxiao was trying to protect me and Xiaoxu. She was injured, but we were not." Zuo Yan cried so hard that her body trembled.

"Where is the injury? Is it serious?" Zuo Kunmin asked urgently.

"It's the back." Zuo Yan said, pointing to her back, and continued: "Teacher Xiaoxiao blocked me and Xiaoxu from seeing it. But I heard a doctor coming, and saw Aunt Liu washing Teacher Xiaoxu. His clothes were covered in blood. The little teacher looked very bad all afternoon."

Zuo Kunmin hugged the crying Zuo Yan, patted her back and said, "Yanyan, be good, don't be afraid anymore, daddy is at home."

"Dad, Teacher Xiaoxu won't let me talk to Xiaoxu. Please apologize to Teacher Xiaoxu for me." Zuo Yan sobbed.

Zuo Kunmin wiped the tears on Zuo Yan's face with his sleeve and said softly: "Okay, daddy apologizes to Teacher Xiaoxiao. Be good, stop crying and go to sleep." As he said that, Zuo Kunmin's voice was choked and he was about to cry. Afraid of being seen by Zuo Yan, she hurriedly got up and left.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Liu Xiaochen coming out of the kitchen, holding a white porcelain bowl with an orange in it.

"Teacher Zuo, I just steamed the oranges. Eat them before going to bed." Liu Xiaochen walked over with a smile.

Seeing Zuo Kunmin looking at her with red eyes, Liu Xiaochen understood that Zuo Yan had already told Zuo Kunmin what happened during the day.

"Everything is fine." Liu Xiaochen still smiled and handed the bowl to Zuo Kunmin, "Teacher Zuo, eat quickly and go to bed. I'm going in to rest." After saying that, he walked into the room.

Zuo Kunmin still didn't speak. He took the bowl with one hand, grabbed Liu Xiaochen's forearm with the other, and went to his bedroom.