flirt with a rich man

Xiao Zhuo touched the scar on his stomach, frowning, and went down to feel what a man should have to wake up.

Yiming slept next to him in a daze, with a thin layer of sweat on his face, and his little mouth stuck out his tongue while he fell asleep.

Xiao Zhuo kept looking at him, the wind from the electric fan was slightly hot under the scorching sun, not to mention children, even adults were uncomfortable, the weather was still so hot in September.

After lying on his stomach and watching for a while, Xiao Zhuo took out his fan and fanned it slowly, feeling the coolness, turned over on his calf, turned his head back to his father, "bajibaji" his mouth squirmed and made a sucking sound.

"You baby." After flicking his son's little nose, Xiao Zhuo leaned forward and kissed his forehead. The child smelled of milk all over his body. He still smelled of eggs after being fed custard at night. He said with emotion: "In a few days, In a few days, Dad will take you home and buy an air conditioner."

This home is not the house he is renting now, but his original home.

The news of resignation was expressed to the manager as early as the beginning of the month, but he has been hesitant to allow him to leave.

"Hey, Xiao Zhuo, your business is so good in this store, why do you think you're going to go to other places to be happy here?" Last night's little brother smoked a cigarette while eating, and said to the young man: "Recently, more and more girls ask you to cut their hair."

"I want to go home. It's not a problem to be outside. My parents are also here for the Ming Festival. I just took the children back to have a look."

"The manager must be reluctant to let you go."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhuo felt a little jealous, took off all the food in the lunch box and swallowed it, "Then I will definitely leave, and I will leave all the girls in the store to you, you boy, work hard."

"Go, go, nonsense."

"Xiao Zhuo, someone asked you to have your hair done." The receptionist's voice came from the intercom.

Xiao Zhuo wiped his mouth hastily, "I'm here." Turning to the younger brother who was still smoking, he said, "Cut your hair clean when you have time, maybe girls will find you more."

The era of non-mainstream is long gone.

In the afternoon, Xiao Zhuo saw the manager in the store, and took time to talk to him about resigning. He always said that the manager probably gave up, waved his hand and said, "You can leave when you work until the end of the month." Xiao Zhuo immediately bowed and thanked him.

When I got off work, I passed by the supermarket and bought some eggs. Although it is still a little difficult for my son to eat now, it is better to cultivate him. Xiao Zhuo tried every means to make him eat well. One day, he found that his son likes egg custard, so he made it every other day. The effect is not bad.

Going home earlier than yesterday, Yiming saw his father thumping his short legs and was about to run over, and accidentally threw him on the ground. Seeing this, Xiao Zhuo thought to himself: Some people are crying now.

He stepped forward to pick up his son and wiped his legs, but Yiming just flattened his mouth, looking like he was about to cry, "Let's not cry, a man won't cry or cry."

"Yiming is happy to see you come back." Aunt Zhang rushed over and touched the child's head, "If you don't cry, don't cry."

Xiao Zhuo hugged Yiming, put his hands on his son's feet so that he was standing, raised his head and kissed his little face, "It doesn't hurt, Dad will rub it for you."

Yiming lay on Xiao Zhuo's shoulder with his mouth squinted, without the air of just now, and he didn't care about the two people's comfort at all.

Holding Yiming in his arms, Xiao Zhuo took out the money he had just withdrawn from his pocket and said, "Aunt Zhang, this is our rent for this month."

"It's not yet the end of the month, what are you in a hurry to do?"

Xiao Zhuo stuffed the money into the aunt's pocket, hugged Yiming and switched sides, and said: "My parents' ghost festival is coming, I will take Yiming back and I won't be back. I have also agreed with the manager for work. just go."

"So suddenly."

"Grandma is getting old, I want to go back and take care of her."

The woman has helped him take care of her son for so long, she is grateful, Xiao Zhuo stood up and smiled bitterly, "The old man always wants to see his great-grandson, Yiming can go to kindergarten when he is two and a half years old, I just want him to get acquainted with it first. The environment of City B."

"City B." The woman patted her leg with a fan and asked him, "Big cities also have high expenses."

The ancestor on his shoulder was going to sleep, Xiao Zhuo lowered his voice, "I want to go home."

The eggs in the rice cooker are not ready yet, and the dishes on the table have been prepared long ago but have no appetite. When I knew that I had a child, my first reaction was to run away, and I hurriedly went through the formalities of suspension from school. Feeling, unreal.

After the death of her parents, she received a large amount of compensation. The old lady lived in a nursing home. She has always been in good health. In the past two years, she occasionally met on the phone. Suddenly, people in the nursing home said that the old lady was dying...

drop--

The rice cooker automatically jumped to the heat preservation compartment, Xiao Zhuo got up and shook Yiming awake, Yiming was dazed and couldn't get up, his head was all muddy at this time, Xiao Zhuo gently picked it up and put it on his lap, and took out the custard.

In an instant, the child's attention was all attracted by the orange-yellow thing. The little hand rubbed his eyes to look at the egg, and then at his father, "Ah, ah poof."

Xiao Zhuo lowered his eyes and mixed the rice and eggs together, and fed them with his hand, "Call, Dad."

"Ah——" Yiming opened his mouth as if to eat.

"No hurry, learn slowly." Xiao Zhuo comforted himself, and fed his son resignedly.

A big suitcase plus a bag, most of which are children's things, Xiao Zhuo roughly packed up his things and waited until the end of the month, waiting to return to that place with his son in his arms.

expect?Do not expect?

Xiao Zhuo stood at the airport with Yiming in his arms and patted the child on the back softly. The weather changed at every turn, and the temperature dropped sharply within a few days. He wrapped the child tightly before carrying him out.

"Ah, ah, lie down." Yiming put his little hand to his mouth, and lay on his father's shoulder with his round black eyes open.

"Hey, call Dad." Xiao Zhuo waited in line for the security check, bumped the baby twice, and now Yiming can say the sound of pa is already pretty good, and I believe he will be able to say 'Daddy' for the first time soon.

After 4 hours, the child was still stable. Xiao Zhuo looked at a doll in the back seat who had been crying all the way. His mother couldn't hide her embarrassment while hugging her. In contrast, he kissed the baby son's head and said softly: "Son, if you hold on for a while, you can't make trouble."

Yiming turned around with an "ah", blinked his eyes and continued to pick his nose.

Well, his son picks his nose for fun.

……

"Mother-in-law." Xiao Zhuo found grandma's room, gently pushed it away, and called to the person sitting by the bed.

The old lady's ears are not bad. Ben was basking in the sun on the chair, and when she heard a voice that sounded like her grandson, she immediately turned around, and her eyes were wet when she saw it, "Zhuo Zhuo." , "You still know how to come back, and you still know how to look at me, a dead old woman!"

The old lady is from Sichuan, and she loves to speak Sichuan dialect when she talks to her family, which Xiao Zhuo understands even when she was a child.

The old man wanted to stay with his relatives when he was getting old. Xiao Zhuo was still being patted by the old man while sitting by the bed, holding his wrinkled and rough hand, "Mother-in-law, I'm here to pick you up."

"It's been more than two years since I ran outside with the baby, and I still can't come back to see me a few times, Zhuo Zhuo, old woman, I'm your only grandson, you want me to miss my great-grandson."

Yiming woke up in his arms at some point, rubbing his eyes and looking at the old lady, Xiao Zhuo put his son in the old lady's arms, "This is your Zuzu, remember?"

"Where does he remember?" The old lady didn't mean to scold her grandson, she took her great-grandson and hugged her on her lap. She was so old that her hands kept shaking, but shaking couldn't stop her from loving her great-grandson, "Baby his mother Woolen cloth."

He carefully looked at grandma. He had asked this question several times. If there is anything wrong with the old lady, it might be her memory. So he smiled and said, "Mother-in-law, you forgot, the baby follows me."

Thanks to the poor memory of the old lady, otherwise he would not be able to take advantage of the loophole.

"Did I ask?" The old lady teased Yiming and frowned, and tried hard to hug her great-grandson later, but she couldn't do it, so she had to give up, "I'm old, I don't know what I said before."

No matter how the old lady forgot, she did not forget that she had a grandson, and she did not forget the fact that she suddenly had a great-grandson. Xiao Zhuo thought narcissistically, that might be love.

He looked at the old lady, and he would remember this scene many years later. In the warm afternoon, the sun penetrated into the small room. The old lady teased the great-grandson in her arms, smiling from ear to ear, and Yiming was very cooperative. old lady.

The old lady was very excited when she got home. She leaned on her crutches and touched this and that, her body couldn't help shaking, "Daughter, where are you?"

Xiao Zhuo stepped forward to support his grandma, and said, "Grandma, both parents are gone."

"Oh, they're all gone." After speaking, the old lady let go of her grandson's hand and walked to the bedroom alone, muttering: "Gone, it's gone."

Xiao Zhuo watched the old lady return to the room steadily before going back to the living room to clean up. His parents were North drifters back then. The two of them worked hard for so many years to get out of this small house. It is small but warm and full of memories , Of course, he paid off the last loan with his parents' compensation after the car accident.

Home is very important.

He touched the photo of his mother's life on the wall, pointed it to Yiming, and said, "Yiming, this is your grandma."

Most of the time, Yiming is quiet, but he just looks up at the photo and continues to pick his nose.

Xiao Zhuo suddenly remembered the milk doll on the plane, it looked about the same size as his own, but why was it so different?

He recalled his usual reaction, and now he hoped that Yiming would go crazy for a while, cry for a while, like that doll who could mess around for a long time because of a little bit of dissatisfaction, it was too abnormal.

So he hugged Yiming, "Yiming?"

"Wow." This sound was the answer.

Looking at his son, Xiao Zhuo had a bad feeling for the first time.

After packing up everything and making sure that the old lady fell asleep, I was relieved. Now I have to pay attention to everything at home.Afterwards, he carried Yiming to the public doctor for examination.

The results showed that everything was normal, and Yiming didn't have any brain problems or messed up.

"He's almost two years old now and still can't speak."

The doctor buried his head in writing the medical records without raising his head, "It depends on the child. Don't worry about the delay in development. You can see that there is no problem. The baby is normal in everything. Are you taking care of the child alone?"

Xiao Zhuo nodded.

The doctor looked up with a clear expression, "Talk to the baby more, the baby is like a parrot, if you talk a lot at home, he will listen a lot, and he will be able to speak out naturally."

Yiming didn't give in to picking his own nose, and started to pick his father's. Xiao Zhuo avoided his little hand and grabbed it fiercely, frightened, and immediately lowered his head to play with his own.

On the way back, Xiao Zhuo also found a job along the way. It was a barber shop, which was very big. It cannot be denied that he deliberately went to such a big one, because firstly, the salary was higher, and secondly, the technical content was also higher.

When I went out to throw out trash at night, I ran into a neighbor and chatted a little bit. Opened it up. It was a big play when I was a child. Seeing that Xiao Zhuo had a child, he hit him on the shoulder with a hammer and said, "Okay, you boy, go out without saying a word." After such a long time, I will bring such a big child back as soon as I come back."

Xiao Zhuo took a step back and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years, but your way of seeing people is still so special, you."

Zhang Kai was a tall man with a black beard on his chin, he laughed twice and clapped his hands to hold the child, Xiao Zhuo let him hold him, and asked casually, "Where are you working when you come back now?"

Xiao Zhuo said, "It's in a barber shop in the city center."

"Barbershop?" Zhang Kai unnaturally switched arms, "Aren't you..."

Yiming felt a little uncomfortable in the hug, his little face immediately became bitter, and he stretched out his hand to his father for a hug, Xiao Zhuo took it, "I'm dropping out of school in my sophomore year."

The tone is light as if telling a story.

"Is your wife back, let my brother see you."

"broke up."

"..."

"Look at my mouth." He opened his mouth and scratched his head, "Long time no see, go to my house for dinner, we just chat."

The old and the young have to be taken care of in the family, so there is no time to chat, Xiao Zhuo shook his head, "Let's wait another day, the old lady is back and feels a little uncomfortable recently, I want to watch."

The old lady of the Xiao family was indeed getting old, so she didn't insist on opening her mouth, she scratched Yiming's head and waited until the child was about to cry, hehe, stop twice.

"Open it and you will bully my son!"

"Look at your son, I want to have one too."

Xiao Zhuo kicked over to discourage his son, "Then hurry up and get married, you."

"If you say it's over, it's over. The lonely family doesn't even have a girlfriend."

The two fought for a while like when they were young, Xiao Zhuo always got bullied because it was inconvenient to hold the child, and finally opened his eyes to say goodbye when it was already dark.

"Kiss my uncle." Xiao Zhuo raised Yiming's head.

Turning his head very stinkingly, Yiming lay on his shoulders and ignored no one.

"..."

Zhang Kai laughed out loud first, "Xiao Zhuo, your son is so funny."

Xiao Zhuo took a look and said, "Come on, give Dad a kiss."

Yiming raised his head slowly, and said "baji" with his small mouth.

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