After the divorce, Mrs. Zhou proposed to remarry with her three children.

"cough!"

Cheng Shang coughed at the door, attracting the attention of the two sisters in the room.

Cheng Zhiwei took a look and continued to pack things.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Cheng Zhiyin asked.

Cheng Shang felt a little uncomfortable, but the expression on his face was calm and serious: "What your mother means is that you take your child to live at home."

"The house has been tidied up. Your mother and I have nothing to do since we are retired, so we can help you take care of them." Cheng Shang said smoothly, and the awkwardness disappeared, "I think the two children will be three years old soon." It's time to go to kindergarten. Your mother and I can pick you up and drop you off, so you don't have to worry."

Cheng Zhiwei took retreat as an advance and deliberately hesitated: "Would it be too much trouble for you and mom?"

In fact, she had already made plans to go back to live there, because Guo Cuihua said from the beginning that she would take care of the children.

They like children, and even if their surname is Cheng, they still call them grandparents, since they are their grandchildren.

It was just to let Cheng Shang take the initiative to resolve some conflicts between father and daughter.

Cheng Shang clasped his hands behind his back, controlled his expression, and said seriously: "Your mother and I have retired and have nothing to do. Don't worry about leaving the children at home. You are still young. Are you going to live with two children?" lifetime?"

This means asking Cheng Zhiwei to go out to work.

Cheng Zhiwei knew that there was some truth in the words "kissing another generation."

"I'm afraid I'll tire you, but Xingxing is fine. Cheng Yang is very naughty." Cheng Zhiwei continued to hesitate, "I can actually hire a nanny."

"Can't you see that there are so many nannies who abuse children? Besides, your mother and I are not interested in nannies." Cheng Shang was anxious and left with a straight face, "Pack your things and we will go back in a while."

Then, without waiting for Cheng Zhiwei to find another reason, he left quickly.

That back view can’t wait.

Cheng Zhiyin burst out laughing, "Look, I'd say Dad has changed a lot."

Cheng Zhiwei was of course happy to take care of her children to her parents. Although Cheng Shang was a bit old-fashioned, his talent and knowledge were real.

He and Guo Cuihua are the first teachers of Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing, which is a blessing to the children.

"I'm still heartbroken by my aunt."

After packing their things, the family returned to Cheng Shang and Guo Cuihua's home.

Cheng Shang was right. The house had been tidied up, and the children's room was even separated from the children's room. All the tables and chairs in the house had edges and corners wrapped up to prevent the children from bumping into them.

Cheng Xing started rubbing her eyes after taking a bath, and Cheng Zhiwei slept with her.

"Mom." Cheng Xing was very sleepy, but still tugged on Cheng Zhiwei's clothes, "That brother is so pitiful."

Cheng Zhiwei was stunned for a moment before he realized that she was talking about Zhou Ruoqi, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Xing huddled in Cheng Zhiwei's arms and said carefully: "I saw his mother pinching his legs with her nails, and he cried."

Cheng Xing has always been sensitive enough to everything around him.

So she saw Xu Zhenzhen pinch Zhou Ruoqi.

It's just that Zhou Ruoqi's mother is so terrible, she didn't dare to say it.

Of course Cheng Zhiwei would not think that Cheng Xing was lying. She believed Cheng Xing. Besides, Xu Zhenzhen was not a good person. She could do such a thing.

I just pity the child.

"Mom, he is so pitiful. His mother doesn't love him." Cheng Xing sniffed and begged, "Can you tell his father?"

Cheng Zhiwei couldn't bear to let Cheng Xing's kindness go to waste, so she agreed, "Okay, mom promises Xing Xing and tells him about this."

Touching her daughter's soft hair, Cheng Zhiwei asked her: "Which brother do you like?"

Cheng Xing shook her head. She wasn't sure if she liked him. It was the first time they met today. She just felt that he was unhappy.

Cheng Zhiwei didn't ask anything else. The children's thoughts were extremely simple. She hoped that their innocence would last longer.

Growing up carefree.

However, she still told Cheng Xing, "Xingxing did a great job, but let's not get too close to Zhou Ruoqi in the future, okay?"

She tried to discuss it with her daughter.

Cheng Xing asked: "Is it because his mother doesn't allow him to play with other children?"

"Yes, his mother is not a good person and may hurt Xingxing. We must protect ourselves." Cheng Zhiwei comforted her softly. She sympathized with Zhou Ruoqi, but she did not want her child to be harmed by Xu Zhenzhen.

Cheng Xing agreed obediently, with a soft and soft voice, "Yeah, good night, mom."

"Good night little star."

Cheng Xing quickly fell asleep. Cheng Zhiwei kissed her forehead, turned off the headlights, adjusted the night light, and then went out.

When the door opened, Guo Cuihua was at the door, whispering: "Zhou Lin is here, outside the door."

They were all divorced, and Guo Cuihua made his dislike of Zhou Lin vividly clear.

Zhou Lin wasn't even allowed in.

Cheng Zhiwei nodded: "I understand."

"If you don't want to see him, I'll let him go." Guo Cuihua was worried that Cheng Zhiwei was still immersed in the past and would lose control when seeing Zhou Lin again.

Cheng Zhiwei patted her arm, "It's okay, I'm measured."

Meetings are inevitable.

Opened the door and went out.

Zhou Lin was leaning against the wall, holding a gift in his hand, and there were already a few cigarette butts at his feet. He thought he had arrived a while ago, but was blocked by Guo Cuihua.

Cheng Zhiwei said sorry, "I will tell my mother that I won't block you from the door next time."

She opened the door and let him in, "Xingxing has gone to bed, and Yangyang is taking a bath."

The mood is flat.

Zhou Lin's eyes were red. He would rather she shut him out and became hysterical about him, instead of stabbing him with such a soft knife.

Cheng Zhiwei paused again and glanced at the cigarette on his fingertips, "There are children at home, please put out the cigarette."

"Okay." Zhou Lin's voice was hoarse, like a walking corpse.

Entering the living room, Guo Cuihua and Cheng Shang were both there. They saw Zhou Lin and Guo Cuihua had a cold face and turned to give Cheng Yang a bath. Cheng Shang nodded and said hello casually.

"Sit down, I'll get you tea." Cheng Zhiwei went to the kitchen, made tea and put it in front of Zhou Lin.

For a while, no one spoke.

A clear child's voice came from the bathroom, "Grandpa, grandpa, clothes."

Cheng Yang likes Cheng Shang very much, but they only get along with him for a few hours, and he calls him grandpa in everything he does.

Cheng Shang's cold expression immediately became amiable, he agreed, and hurriedly went to the bathroom.

Zhou Lin moved his feet, but still endured it and sat down.

He turned to look at Cheng Zhiwei. He had many photos of her, all of which were photos of her life abroad in the past three years.

When he misses her, he will look through those photos over and over again to comfort his lovesickness.

But now that she was in front of him, those photos became boring.

The vivid sense of reality she brought strongly stimulated his nerves.

He murmured subconsciously: "Zhiwei."

"Mom." Cheng Yang's lively voice sounded, wearing milk green dinosaur pajamas, and crashed into Cheng Zhiwei's arms like a small cannonball.

Zhou Lin saw the hypocritical and polite expression on her face melting like ice and snow, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, revealing a gentle tenderness.