Rebirth in the 70s: A rough man’s husband pinches his waist and dotes on him

Even though Lin Qingping returned home with Zhiyuan, he was still holding back his anger.

She asked Zhiyuan to take a hot bath first, while she went into the kitchen to make ginger soup for him.

At that time, Yun Qi was still here, and Gu Juncheng and his second sister didn't know what happened.

"You two have a chat, and I'll go see her." Gu Juncheng entered the kitchen and saw her making ginger soup, "What's wrong? It's cold outside?"

Lin Qingping shook his head, "It's okay, I'll make some ginger soup to prevent the child."

She planned to tell Gu Juncheng later that Yun Qi was still here, and she didn't want outsiders to know what happened to Zhiyuan today.

Yes, Yun Qi is an outsider in her eyes, not to mention that he is still pursuing a relationship with his second sister. Even if it is possible in the future, Zhiyuan's childhood pain is still his personal privacy.

"Is everything okay?" Gu Juncheng didn't think so.

"Well, you can go out. I'll be ready in a moment." Lin Qingping neatly broke up the whole piece of ginger and threw it into the pot.

After Gu Juncheng left the kitchen, he wanted to ask Zhiyuan, but Zhiyuan was still taking a shower.

Okay, let’s talk later.

After Lin Qingping made the ginger soup, Zhiyuan had already taken a bath and was sitting with the three of them, Gu Juncheng, with his face flushed, not sure if it was from the hot water or something.

Lin Qingping touched his forehead. It didn't feel hot yet, so she quickly gave him the ginger soup and drank it while watching him.

"Why don't you just go and take a nap, holding the quilt to let out the cold." Lin Qingping was really worried, walking for a long time in such thin clothes in the cold wind.

Zhiyuan behaved very obediently, letting Lin Qingping lead him back to the room, and obediently let Lin Qingping tuck him into the quilt.

His schoolbag is still on the table, next to it, there is a framed photo of his father, which is placed upside down.

Lin Qingping wiped her hands, solemnly picked up the photo, took a stool and hung it on the wall, and hung it carefully and straightly.

Once upon a time, when he was in Gujiacun, Zhiyuan's father's photo hung in his house.

When he came to the capital, he brought his father's photos with him. When he was decorating the house on the first day after moving in, Lin Qingping asked Zhiyuan whether the photos should be hung inside or outside his room. Zhiyuan chose to hang them in his room. inside.

Therefore, this photo was nailed by Gu Juncheng and hung up by Lin Qingping himself.

This was the case both times I moved.

I originally thought it was an ordinary little thing, but I didn't expect that there would be such an earth-shattering movement today.

Zhiyuan lay on the bed, watching her every move, his eyes gradually turned red.

When Lin Qingping got off the stool, she turned back and saw tears shining in his eyes.

She was shocked and quickly sat next to him and gently wiped the corners of his eyes, "Zhiyuan, don't be sad. There will be no next time. No one will come to you again."

The tears in Zhiyuan's eyes were not for this reason.

He remained motionless, the skin at the corner of his eyes pressed against her warm fingers, and when he spoke, he was choking, "Mom, aren't you afraid?"

Lin Qingping was stunned and instantly understood what this "fear" meant.

She lightly tapped the corners of his eyes with her fingers, "How could I be afraid? Your dad loves you, I love you too, and your dad Gu loves you. How could someone with love in his heart be so scared?" Are you afraid?"

People in this era rarely talk about the word love. When Zhiyuan heard this, he was stunned, but there were more tears in his eyes. They were piled up and were about to overflow.

"Zhiyuan, we are all a family. If you call us mom and dad, then your dad is our biological brother. Of course the family will not be afraid." Her fingers were covered with warm tears, and she felt that her heart was full of tears. Got wet.

She has known Zhiyuan for two lifetimes. When has she ever seen this child cry...

"But..." Zhiyuan sobbed, "She is still my biological mother. She... she, and they, are all... afraid... why are they... afraid? My dad... is no longer here, nor... Will...will I come to beat them..."

Lin Qingping really hates the Wen family!

He didn't want to leave any more room for the Wen family, so he only said gently and honestly, "Zhiyuan, only people with evil intentions will be afraid of the dead. Therefore, you must be honest and aboveboard in your life, and you must not be a villain."

Zhiyuan was startled, seemed to understand, and nodded, but in an instant, he suddenly threw himself into her arms, and his tears wet her clothes.

"Zhiyuan..." She wanted to pull him up and comfort him.

But he hugged her tightly and wouldn't let go. He only choked with sobs and called her over and over again, "Mom, mom..."

Lin Qingping then understood that he no longer needed comfort.

Perhaps, he just needs a hug, a quiet hug, someone who can respond to him when he calls "Mom"...