flirt with a rich man

Zhang's mother regarded Yiming as her little grandson and naturally knew when her birthday was, so she rushed to the vegetable market early in the morning to buy, and no one had eaten at the dinner table since the morning.

Zhang Kai stretched his ugly waist a few times and said: "I only eat at night, isn't it too early to do it now?"

"It's too early to be busy, Yiming's little birthday will be different from usual." Instead of going to the hotel to book a table, she does it herself.

Yiming got up and was put on new clothes, his eyes were sleepy, "It seems to be Chinese New Year."

The down jacket Xiao Zhuo bought was very fluffy, and when Ming put it on, it turned into a round ball. He remembered that he also liked birthdays when he was a child, and it faded when he got older.

"I don't know what to give this year, so I will give you a suit of clothes."

Yiming hadn't fully woken up yet, so he nodded vigorously, "Yeah." He put his arms around his father and said in a low voice, "I like whatever my father gives you."

It was said that someone who came back before dinner has been missing, but when Xiao Zhuo was busy making cakes in the afternoon, he received a message that the plane was delayed.

Yiming didn't choose the cake, so he had to make the decision as a father.

Double-layer strawberry cake, 3/4 of the cake wall is made of chocolate, and the other part is cream, the visual difference is large and eye-catching, and the top layer says "Happy Birthday Yiming." don't pick.

"Xiao Zhuo, you have really succeeded in changing your career." Zhang Kai secretly opened the cake and glanced at it, and praised from the bottom of his heart involuntarily.

Xiao Zhuo was busy helping Zhang's mother choose dishes, and said: "360 lines, every line will be the number one scholar, isn't your current job not compatible with your major?"

Zhang Kai said: "How can we compare? You said that you originally studied design, but now you are doing well in the store. It's really good."

The two children have different personalities at all. The bear child who worried about his own child has been annoyed since he was a child. On the contrary, Xiao Zhuo has been developing steadily. A comparison appeared. Zhang's mother threw the carrot in her hand at her son and said: Come help soon."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Kai received it and ate it. With a "hmm", he thought it tasted good, and it really tasted better raw.Seeing that his mother didn't pay attention to him, she poked Xiao Zhuo's arm and said, "I'll go play a game with you right away."

"My computer configuration is not high, but I can't carry Warcraft."

"Warcraft can't stop once it's played, today I'm playing Ship Girl."

After playing with the ship girl, Xiao Zhuo couldn't stop, so Xiao Zhuo moved to the side in disgust, "Uncle knows that I can't beat you to death."

Zhang Kai stopped his movements, and replied solemnly: "If he doesn't beat me, he just scolds me."

The happiest thing in the house is to open the door. When Xiao Zhuo went to pick up Yiming, he was pulled by his ears and urged to cook. The heat in the kitchen floated from the top of his head to the outside, and filled the living room with a layer of fog. With an unusually warm heart, Father Zhang couldn't hide the smile on his mouth as he sat in the living room and watched the whole family busy.

Only when I came back from the outside did I realize how warm the room was, and I took off my gloves with a "wow" sound, "It's so warm."

Zhang's mother brought the chicken soup that had been boiled for a long time to the table, and when she looked up at 6 o'clock, she quickly said, "Everyone is here, let's all go to the table."

The stool was a little high, so Yiming moved a small stool to cushion it and climbed up, and sat down securely.

Zhang's father slowly turned from the living room to the dining table, Yiming tilted his head and said to him, "Grandpa is good."

"Okay, okay." He took out the red envelope that he had prepared a long time ago from his pocket, and Zhang's father smiled and handed it to the little guy, "Congratulations on growing a little tail today."

Zhang's mother kept busy, and took out a red envelope when her wife gave it, "The red envelope from grandparents, please take it quickly."

Yiming was a little nervous, retracted his hands, shook his head like a rattle, "I won't take it."

"Yiming, don't you want anything from grandparents?"

Yiming shook his head.

Seeing Yiming's refusal to stuff it into his pocket, Zhang's mother was so frightened that the child jumped down to find Xiao Zhuo, buried her face in her father's arms and said, "Dad, I don't want red envelopes."

"Grandpa and grandma are not outsiders, so they accept what they give."

Yiming raised his head to watch the meeting, then carefully stepped forward to take the red envelope, and said happily after a while: "When you celebrate your birthday, I will also give red envelopes."

Everyone at the table was overjoyed, Zhang's father touched the child's face lovingly and said: "Then we will wait for you."

Zhang Kai was next to Xiao Zhuo, and he wanted to take out the red envelope, Xiao Zhuo quickly stopped him when he saw it, "Forget it for the older generation, what are you doing with my peers!"

"Hey, a little thought."

"You are generous."

Zhang Kai blinked at him, patted Xiao Zhuo's chest and said, "It's half a son, it should be." Then he stuffed it into Yiming's pocket and touched his buttocks, and said in surprise, "I touched the tail."

Yiming hurriedly turned his head and looked back, "Where is the tail?"

Zhang Kai leaned forward, "It's right behind, take a look."

They all knew they were bullying Yiming but no one said anything. Yiming stared behind him for a long time and became anxious. He hugged Xiao Zhuo's leg and wanted to cry: "I can't see the tail, Xiao Zhuo, please find it for me."

Seeing that the situation was not right, Xiao Zhuo immediately picked it up and put it on his lap, rubbed Yiming's eyes, "I'm lying to you."

Yiming turned his head and paused, flattening his mouth and saying, "It's too bad."

Zhang's father laughed loudly, and Zhang's mother hugged Yiming after serving the dishes and kissed him fiercely.

The dishes on the table were very rich, Xiao Zhuo found that there were crabs, he was surprised and said: "Crabs are hard to buy now."

"Go there early."

In fact, Xiao Zhuo was very grateful to Zhang Kai's family. When he first came back, his seven aunts and eight aunts couldn't cover their mouths. One day he came back early from get off work and heard Zhang's mother arguing with other old ladies in the corridor.

"Is it true that he is single? Look how old Xiao Zhuo is!"

"See if I don't tear your mouth apart, what's wrong with having children first in the current society! It's none of your business whether you eat your rice or steal your money!"

When he went up, no one scolded him. He didn't expect the protagonist to appear. At that time, he helped Zhang's mother back and said softly, "Thank you, aunt."

Zhang's mother was obviously a little shocked, "Tell aunt Xie Duosheng."

He had never seen Zhang's mother quarrel with anyone. In his impression, she was kind to everyone. When she first came back, she also frowned but quickly adjusted her mind to accept it.

Zhang's mother said it was her mother's affection.

He didn't care, and he still didn't pay off what he owed the old woman.

It was a busy day, and the dishes were all cooked, and everyone had fun while eating.The rubbish on the table was piled up into hills. Because he was so happy, Zhang's father ignored the obstruction and continued to drink, his cheeks were flushed from drinking.

Xiao Zhuo dipped some wine with his chopsticks and gave it to Yiming, "Would you like to try it?"

Yiming looked at it curiously, grabbed the chopsticks and licked it, his numb eyes narrowed immediately, "Spicy."

Because of the cake, everyone saved some space for dinner, singing birthday songs is not in line with the style of the people present.

too trendy.

Xiao Zhuo lit a candle and said to Yiming, "Make a wish."

Yiming rubbed his belly like he did on TV, opened his eyes and blew hard, and raised his hand to cut the cake himself.

How could it be possible to cut it for him with confidence, Xiao Zhuo grabbed Yiming's hand and held the plastic knife, "Put it down hard."

"Yeah!" Yiming kicked his legs excitedly, and giggled when he saw the cake was cut into six pieces.

There was only one piece left after the distribution, and Yiming said shyly, "This piece is for Uncle Hou."

Father Zhang said: "Boy Hou still lives in your house?"

Yiming raised his head and answered instead of Xiao Zhuo, "Well, Uncle Hou is good to me."

"Why don't you call him over to have fun together?"

"He went on a business trip abroad and hasn't come back yet."

Father Zhang ate the cake, feeling a little suspicious in his heart but couldn't tell.

It's not good to live in someone else's house all the time.

It was getting late, Xiao Zhuo was about to leave with Yiming in his arms, the child would feel uncomfortable if he ate too much.

I need him to accompany me when I brush my teeth, and I want to touch my belly while holding hands.

It's too hypocritical, Xiao Zhuo decides to be satisfied for the time being because of Yiming's birthday.

Just then, the door opened.

The visitor was wearing a light gray sweater with a white shirt and tie that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. It was rare that he didn't wear a suit but a navy blue woolen coat, which was very age-reducing.

"Why didn't you answer the call?" With snow in his hair, Hou Hao patted down the box in his hand, and he was chilled when he just came back from outside.

Xiao Zhuo went to check his cell phone, but he missed two calls, "I'm eating next door, so I didn't bring my cell phone."

Before he could speak again, something jumped on his leg. Hou Hao looked down and saw that it was Yiming.

Yiming was wearing gray pajamas, the texture was very thick and the fabric was soft. I don’t know what Xiao Zhuo thought, but he bought the one with the crotch open, so he hugged his leg and rubbed against him, "Uncle Hou .”

Missing the little guy after not seeing him for a few days, Hou Hao squatted down and passed Yiming's armpit to hug him, and said softly, "Did you miss me?"

Yiming hugged the opponent's neck and kicked his legs, resting his head on his shoulder feeling cold, he said, "Thinking about it."

The man looked dusty, Xiao Zhuo asked casually after washing, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat something casually outside." Holding the child and picking up the box, Hou Hao sat up and pouted at it, "Open it, I'll give you a gift."

Yiming sat on the man's lap, obediently had to unpack the package, and the two-layer box was removed to reveal a very delicate building in front of him, wrapped in a square glass cover. If you look inside curiously, you will find everything inside, including a piano. , bed, and kitchen are well done and very realistic.

Holding it, he involuntarily opened his mouth, Yiming glanced at Hou Hao and smiled.

"It can be plugged in and turned on at night, and the light will not disturb your sleep."

The expression was very pleasantly surprised, because it was so exquisite that it looked like a miniature version. Yiming suddenly thought of something and climbed down to the kitchen, took out the cake and handed it to the man, "Cake."

Holding it in front of his eyes is hard to refuse, Hou Hao smiled back, and Yiming took the initiative to climb up his knees and yawned after looking at him cautiously.

Eating the cake slowly around the child, it didn't feel too sweet.

"Thank you, Uncle Hou." He liked the gift very much, and after much deliberation, Yiming decided to say thank you.

Hou Hao moved closer to the child's forehead and kissed it, and said, "Just as long as you like it."

Because I don't use baby cream after washing my face, Yiming's cheeks are a little red after washing, and it will be very dry when it dries. I also blame Xiao Zhuo for being careless. He walked over, "From now on, I will wear baby cream sooner or later."

Yiming picked a big lump and smeared it on his face, with no experience at all.When Xiao Zhuo wanted to squat down to help, Hou Hao reached out and dipped his hand on a large lump to get some dispersion.

The baby cream smelled good, and Yiming knew that his uncle was applying it, and his face felt very comfortable, "It doesn't itch anymore."

Hou Hao said: "It's still fragrant."

Yiming didn't know if he was complimenting him, so he smiled embarrassedly.

Then I yawned a few times and really fell asleep.

Hugging Yiming, Hou Hao only felt warmth flow from his heart, thinking that the first time he saw Yiming two years ago, he was very afraid of him, and usually started to play crazy when he was old, for example, like a little princess, who would pester him Parents want this and that.But Yiming didn't. On the contrary, he is very casual about material things, and he doesn't like KFC McDonald's or amusement parks.

It is undeniable that he likes well-behaved children very much, but he also feels that the nature of children has not appeared.

One second he hugged his stomach and said it was uncomfortable, the next second he was sleepy, Xiao Zhuo took Yiming from his hands and said, "Yiming, let's go to sleep."

His legs twitched suddenly, Yiming raised his eyes in a daze, and habitually hugged his father.

Holding him up with difficulty, Xiao Zhuo squeezed the flesh of his son's face until it protruded from eating.

Yiming shook his head impatiently, clenched his hands into small fists.

Xiao Zhuo rubbed the child's hand and found that he couldn't let go, and he couldn't help but hug him tightly even if he was climbing up on him. He came out not long after he entered the room, took two cold medicines and lay under the quilt.

It didn't take long for my side to sag, and then my waist tightened.

Xiao Zhuo felt sleepy after taking the medicine, and the doctor told him to take it at night because he would fall asleep after taking the medicine.

Subconsciously knowing that it was Hou Hao, he sighed secretly, and his shoulders changed from tense to relaxed.

I wondered if I was used to it, it was terrible.

"I told my sister that I like men."

Opening his eyes suddenly, Xiao Zhuo turned sideways and shivered.

The courage is commendable, and he even came out of the closet.

In addition to giving a thumbs up in his head, he was also puzzled, so he raised his spirits and asked, "Hou Hao, do you really like men? You were married to a woman before." The subtext is either you have been severely injured or stimulated.

He couldn't help but wonder when the other party had sex. If it was before marriage, wouldn't that be physical marriage.

If this is the case, he will be very disgusted, and there are many things about physical marriage on the Internet.

Hou Hao didn't realize that Xiao Zhuo gave him a few bad impressions in his heart, so he would say after being silent, "After the divorce."

"..."

"I want to tell you that I'm not entertaining you."

Xiao Zhuo was sullen, "Actually, I think it's very strange. If it's because of Yiming, I don't want to tell him your identity."

"I know." Hou Hao pulled the other person closer, "I once had a daughter."

Xiao Zhuo didn't seem to have expected it, and repeated: "I haven't seen you...bring it out."

The man laughed at himself, "I had a miscarriage. At the 28th week, I was financing abroad, and she said it was gone."

"Oh, that's quite a pity." Unaccustomed to the two sides getting too close, Xiao Zhuo stepped back slightly, but was pulled over again in the next second, and said angrily, "You don't think it's too hot!"

"You told me it's hot this day?"

Xiao Zhuo turned around and ignored him.

The curtains were drawn tightly and the room was pitch black and nothing could be seen. Hou Hao leaned against the other's back by groping, held Xiao Zhuo's hand and said alone: ​​"Before that night, I had separated from her for a long time. Things are out of control, so, to be honest, I still remember that feeling."

"So you think of me as the first? The difference is that I am the one below."

"No." Without hesitation, he noticed that Xiao Zhuo's body suddenly stiffened and hugged him tightly, and he thought about words: "It's just that, you treat me as an idle egg and waste time with you? Now I know that Yiming is mine. , you can't do without Yiming, and I won't give up on Yiming, so why don't we get along seriously?"

After a long time of no movement, Hou Hao was about to fall asleep when he heard an inaudible voice.

"Let me think about it."

……

Yiming went to bed early. When he woke up in the morning, the sky was slightly bright. After crawling on the bed for a while, his father did not come to call him, so he put on his slippers and ran to the master bedroom. He quietly opened the door and no one woke up. I can see where the bed is, thanks to the real sunshade function of the curtains, which are not covered.

A lump was squeezed into his bosom, and Xiao Zhuo knew it was Yiming when he touched it. He thought the movement was too clumsy, fished it out and fixed it in his bosom, and said vaguely: "Sleep, don't move."

Yiming immediately stopped moving, and looked up to see his father sleeping, but in fact he couldn't see clearly at all.

Touching the hand on Xiao Zhuo's waist, he was taken aback for a moment, grabbed his fingers and kneaded them, pinching himself and laughing.

"Yiming." Hou Hao also grabbed that hand and said in a low voice.

Hearing someone calling him, Yiming raised his head and shouted: "Uncle Hou." Then he pulled out from Xiao Zhuo's arms, fled the scene before he was about to get angry, and stepped on the bed to the other side.

Hou Hao looked at the time, 4:56, watched the child crawling closer and asked, "Why so early."

Just as he was about to speak, Yiming stepped on something and slipped, and was about to fall back to the ground. Hou Hao immediately sat up and hooked the child's waist so that he didn't really fall off.

It seemed quite exciting, Yiming was stunned for a while, then sat on the quilt and laughed.

Hou Hao covered the little guy's mouth, wrapped him up in the bed, and said softly, "Go back to sleep, it's too early."

"Can't sleep."

Hou Hao patted Yiming on the back, "Close your eyes."

Then Yiming closed his eyes, just woke up and couldn't calm down at all, kicking his legs under the quilt finally woke up Xiao Zhuo.

"Xiao Yiming, is your butt itchy?"

Yiming bit his lower lip and shook his head, "It doesn't itch." Although he was afraid, he was not afraid of Xiao Zhuo hitting him at all, because subconsciously he knew that Xiao Zhuo was reluctant to hit him, at least since he could remember.

Boldly embracing Xiao Zhuo's arm, Yiming said in a particularly soft voice, "Dad, I want to eat chicken wings."

'Puff Chi' Hou Hao failed to close his eyes to rest his mind, so he turned on the bedside lamp first.

Xiao Zhuo sighed, got used to the light, lifted the quilt a little and hit Yiming's buttocks a few times, but the strength was small and had no deterrent effect, but Yiming's hands slipped everywhere.

"You want to eat everything, nothing in the morning."

"Eat that night."

"..."

After being tormented by the little guy, the two adults couldn’t sleep anymore and could only get up, Xiao Zhuo would help Yiming get dressed but it was very rough, Yiming felt uncomfortable so he hugged the clothes to Hou Hao, just looked at him There is no strip behind the buttocks, and the tail is wagging and wagging.

"Uncle Hou, you still sleep with your father at such an age, are you afraid of the dark like Jiang Jie? She said she dare not sleep alone."

Hou Hao clearly saw Xiao Zhuo stiffen in his clothes, squatted down with a smile and said, "Sleep with dad and you? Do you want me to accompany you?"

Yiming watched him neither shaking his head nor nodding, hesitantly said: "Father's bed is smaller than mine, if you fall asleep and feel that there is not enough space, you can come."

Xiao Zhuo felt that his son’s words were too frank. Could the bed gap of 1 meters and 8 meters be called a gap?

Changing out of the crotch-open pajamas, Yiming put on a thick down jacket and ran out. Seeing Hou Hao wearing a tie, he came back and leaned on the door frame to look up.

Children are curious about everything, Hou Hao patted the little guy's head and held hands and went out, Xiao Zhuo pulled his head and glanced, he guessed that his son must have dozed off in school.

At the end of November, "Zuo Zhuan" ushered in the finalization of the first actor, not the supporting role but Su Qinqin.

"Miss Su Qinqin, aren't you the heroine? May I ask why you ended the scene so quickly?"

"Did the network audio incident some time ago affect the shooting?"

"Is the person in the audio really you? Can Miss Su Qinqin explain?"

Seeing Su Qinqin coming out all in black, they all swarmed forward to grab the best position. There has never been such an example. Looking at her bad complexion, is it true that she is really a woman as guessed on the Internet?

The studio has never updated it except for posting a message of denial, and Su Qinqin's own Weibo has also been suspended for a long time.

Liu Song stood on the edge with red eyes, swallowing saliva while holding the recording pen, and wiping sweat with a tissue in one hand.

"It's your first time to do an interview, don't be nervous." Another colleague from the newspaper pushed him with a smile, "Come up quickly."

Liu Song reluctantly smiled back at him, only he knew it was not fear but excitement, because there was something in his hand that no one else knew!

When the opportunity is too late to come again, Liu Song licks his chapped lips and rushes forward to ask: "Last month, the new generation idol Li Min was imprisoned for sex crimes. According to reports, Miss Su Qinqin, you divorced President Hou because you gave him a cuckold. Son, the child conceived back then was not his but a well-known director's, is this true?"

It doesn't matter if it's true or not, everyone present was stunned for two seconds and then stepped forward to surround the woman.

The assistant stretched out his arms to block the reporter from shouting: "Sorry, it's all fake, we don't accept any interviews."

Su Qinqin covered his face with his collar and fled staggeringly. After getting into the car, he took out a cigarette tremblingly and lit it.

The little assistant was ripped off by the reporters so that his clothes were out of place. Seeing Zhuzi's face was not good, he gave him a glass of water, and timidly said, "Sister Qinqin, drink water in cold weather."

Su Qinqin was so anxious that he ignored the little assistant at all. The little assistant was embarrassed for a while, didn't you hear it?

"Sister Qin Qin?"

Panting roughly, Su Qinqin turned his head, took the water glass held by the other party, poured it all on the assistant's face with a "wow", threw the glass away and said loudly, "Get out!"

Being used to being bullied, the little assistant was just in a daze for a moment, then picked up the water glass and went to the front, the driver silently handed her a tissue, "Thank you." He said in a low voice and slowly wiped the water, his clothes were wet after wiping his face , got out of the car and carried the luggage without saying a word.

Knowing that the other party is in a bad mood, he will only scold him when he goes up.

Sure enough, it's all lies on TV.

She was originally a fan of Su Qinqin. In the early years, Su Qinqin made a palace fight drama and played a character who sometimes went bad and sometimes turned good for the emperor. At that time, she had not divorced Hou Hao. The film and television resources were particularly good, and good movies were automatically delivered to her door.

That's right, a big sign standing upright on the back is a gold-lettered signboard, but Su Qinqin's peak is just that drama.

The little assistant found bread from the bag in the car and gnawed it. The place Su Qinqin went to was Song Zheng's villa. After following Su Qinqin for several years, she saw all kinds of things. She knew that what the reporters said was true.

So what?

While eating the bread, she took out her mobile phone to receive Su Qinqin's magazine photos, selected the most beautiful ones and sent them out.

Song Zheng's recent love history has been picked up and he can't hide, so he has no time to care about other people's affairs, so he can't talk about this woman.

The hour hand pointed to 3 o'clock, and Su Qinqin came out with a frosty face.

Seeing the little assistant's obedient look, his heart boiled up, "Get out!" Push her away and get into the car.

The news had already broken out. Old A was sweating in Hou Hao's office. The man stood up straight with his back facing him, and his aura was very stressful. The secretary next to him stood honestly with a folder and asked, "Do you want to notify the public relations to deal with it?" News, after all, involves..."

"No need." Hou Hao approached blankly.

"Although it's okay to not worry about it, but after being black, it is red. How many people in the circle who were scolded miserably have survived in the end."

"She can survive? If you have a little brain, you should know that resources are hot with bare hands this time, and you have to bend over to be a man on the set." Hou Hao seemed not afraid of getting hot at all. He was not in the circle in the first place. don't care.

If Su Qinqin can really hold his breath, there is still a way out for him to learn how to cleanse himself.

Old A shook his head regretfully. He is beautiful but has no brains. There is a question in his heart. Seeing that the boss is not in a bad mood, he was silent for a while and said, "I have been unable to figure out the script. Are you lying to her?"

"If you can't figure it out, you can't figure it out. I don't need to explain, just help Zhao Yiwen." Looking at the other party, Hou Hao motioned to keep his mouth shut.

Old A watched the man sweat uncontrollably, even though he was older than him, he was still very nervous.

Hou Hao turned his head and walked to the desk, picked up a document to sign, and saw that the person was still standing there and asked indifferently: "Have you renewed the contract?"

Old A nodded solemnly, "Yes, Yiwen is very satisfied with the company and will continue to sign."

After hearing this, Hou Hao raised his head, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there anything else?"

Only then did Old A smile embarrassingly, close the door and leave.

Hou Hao took a sip of tea and continued to work. The alarm clock rang at 4 o'clock on time. He turned it off and got up and put on his coat. School should be over by the time of kindergarten.

The little princess is with her parents, and the family doesn’t pay much attention to whether she can go to kindergarten or not. If she wants to focus on learning, she should start from the first grade. Kindergarten is just a different place to play, and then there are teachers in charge.

So Luo Jie and Hou Jing took more than a month's leave despite their parents' objections, saying that they missed their daughter and took over for a while.

It happened to be cheaper for him to pick up Yiming.

There was a cold breath in the air, the snow piled up on the side of the road had melted to a small extent, and the snowflakes that were still falling in the sky were not enough evidence.

Yiming was wrapped in a dark purple down jacket like a ball, and if he stood by the side of the road, he would probably roll if someone kicked him from behind, but he didn't look very happy with his serious face.

As soon as he approached, Yiming trotted on his lap, and Hou Hao patted his head.Yiming looks much younger than children of the same age. Compared with him, the little princess is more than a head shorter, and looks a little smaller.

"You have a bitter face, what happened at school?"

Nothing happened, I haven't seen Xie Shengfei for several days, no one is playing, "Uncle Hou, where is Xie Shengfei?"

"She is abroad with her parents, and she will not come back this semester."

Wouldn't it be that I was lonely for more than a month, with my hands in my pockets, Yiming shaking my legs and head down.

Xie Santa Fe is used to bothering him, but it is actually very noisy and annoying. Most of the time, she is the one who is chirping and I am just listening, but no one really bothers him. I feel very lonely, so strange.

At the door of Xiao Zhuo's store, Hou Hao got out of the car and hugged Yiming out, and Yiming hugged his neck tightly and didn't let go.

There are people picking up Yiming every day, and Xiao Zhuo is the one who is relaxed, but now there is one thing that worries him.

He seriously discussed with Hou Hao: "It's fine to pick up Yiming, can you not pick me up too, your four wheels make my little eDonkey so embarrassing, it's too hurtful to put it in the store every now and then, you If you pick me up, I will still come in your car, this is a vicious circle, so you go straight home when you receive Yiming." Seeing that the other party didn't listen, he was speechless, "You can also let me pick up the child."

How can it work, Hou Hao is enjoying the feeling of picking up his son now, how can he just say no to this opportunity that he has just expressed his heart to rush for.

"The battery car is too cold."

Xiao Zhuo took off his work hat and fanned his face in anger, trying to get rid of the anger, "You mean that people without four wheels can't survive?" Looking over the man's shoulder, he saw Li Wen tempting him with a small cake again. Ming, said viciously: "As soon as you come, the big sister will be crazy, and it will affect the work efficiency, do you know it?"

Hou Hao flipped through the gourmet magazines in the store and glanced at the other party, "I don't know."

This plot was a little familiar, Xiao Zhuo wiped his face in frustration, it was so damn similar.

Being picked up gives people the illusion of a little boy, not lacking arms or legs or anything hypocritical, not all the big winds and waves have come through the same way for many years.

Xiao Zhuo was not happy to make four wheels, and Yiminghu's father also shook his head at Hou Hao, and whispered, "I want to cool off with my father."

The picture is very strange, Xiao Zhuo is riding a bicycle with Yiming, followed by a car, his face is so purple that it is really ugly, Yiming stares straight at it, thinking it is from the cold.

I still remember the request made by my son in the morning. Xiao Zhuo stopped the car at the entrance of the supermarket. I have to say that he satisfied him 100% in this respect. After locking the car, he said to Yiming: "Not long, you are here Just wait, or go to Uncle Hou's car."

"Oh." Yiming nodded and stood on the side of the road waiting for Hou Hao to stop the car and come over.

It was just after 6 o'clock when the junior high school students were liberated. Yiming saw the junior high school students wearing blue and white school uniforms cycling past, and he didn't hide the envy in his eyes.

Whenever he can be as good as that.

Seeing Hou Hao approaching, Yiming turned his head and looked back as he walked.

At this time, a large group of flowers of the motherland wear uniforms and cross the road, which can be regarded as a unique landscape. With the change of time, the road is still the same as before, but the people change from generation to generation.

"Meow meow meow!"

Hearing a few faint cat meows, Yiming looked around to find it, Hou Hao took his hand and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"There's a cat meowing." After speaking, he let go of his hand to look for it. The grass was covered with snow and it felt cold to the bone, but there was none.

At first the meowing was normal, but later it became heart-piercing. Hou Hao looked into the alley with dim eyes.

These kids...

Yiming also found his way amidst the cat meowing, and ran over regardless of Hou Hao.

Two men and a woman surrounded a few kittens. The female cat was relatively large. When Yiming first arrived, he saw her dead body. The surrounding walls were covered in blood, and her stomach was emptied. Has become frozen.

How could a child be able to bear such a scene, and immediately fell to the ground in fright.

The three students wore elementary school uniforms and didn't realize the existence of the little guy. The tallest boy teased the kitten with a small wooden stick, poking it and saying, "You barking, why don't you stop barking."

"The last one is the one to play slowly, otherwise there is no time to play."

"If it's gone, look for it again, there are plenty of wild cats."

The kitten was very small, shivering on the cold concrete floor without the protection of the mother cat, the meowing in its mouth became weaker and weaker, and Yiming knew that what he heard was from it.

He felt that those three people were bad people, they were doing bad things but they were timid and didn't dare to go up, so he stood up and shrank back and bumped into a wall that was neither hard nor soft, and he saw that it was Hou Hao.

Hou Hao held the child again, "Let's go."

With a hum, Yiming refused, "They are doing bad things, the kittens are crying."

The child under the street lamp had a serious expression, and he clenched his fists and pointed inside. Hou Hao knelt down and said softly to him, "If you want to save it, go in and talk to them." Compassion is a good thing, that's right.

Yiming hesitated, looked at the three people in fear, grabbed Hou Hao's clothes and said, "They are so fierce."

The temperature dropped rapidly at night, Hou Hao felt the little guy's hand was cold, he rubbed it in his hand and said, "Yiming, what do you think?"

"The kitten is crying. Its mother must be very distressed. Last time I broke my hand, my father rubbed it for a long time."

"Then you go in and save it."

"But, I'm afraid." Yiming hugged the man coquettishly, "Uncle, you go with me and tell them not to hit it."

This trick is very suitable for him in normal times, but the situation is different now.

Hou Hao distanced himself, "Uncle won't go, if you want to save it, you have to be alone."

At this moment, there was water in Yiming's eyes but he didn't speak, Hou Hao was a little disappointed.

Maybe it's still too young.

Pulling Yiming's hand to stand up, he never thought that the little guy would suddenly throw it away, he was slightly taken aback and smiled again, shaking his hand to relax, it still hurts.

Yiming took a small stone first, he saw children fighting like this in the kindergarten, and then got injured.

"Don't bully the kitten!" He yelled out this sentence forcefully, but he himself felt that it was useless.

The tallest boy was probably the head of the three. He was very unorthodox when he first entered the rebellious period. He wore one-size-up sneakers and walked around sloppily. In heavy snow, he rolled up his sleeves to reveal half of his arms, and his hair was held high with pomade.

Later Yiming cried and said he looked like a beggar.

From a distance, I know it is a child, but from a closer look, it turns out that it is a child.

The boy weighed the wooden stick in his hand and pointed at Yiming's nose, "What kind of onion are you, little brother, go home and drink milk."

The other two immediately laughed out loud.

Yiming was trembling nervously. He looked back and wanted to call Uncle Hou, but found that he was gone. He was so angry that he threw a small stone at the man, "You just went home to drink milk."

The throwing was innocuous, the boy sneered, poking the small body with the wooden stick made the kid sit on the ground.

Turning around and returning to the team, she didn't intend to bother, the girl saw that it was getting late and said worriedly: "Why don't we all go home first, my mother will be worried."

The other said: "What's the hurry, it's just this one, it's better to get rid of it quickly and let it go to heaven."

Immediately after Yiming, I heard the sound of meowing, saw four legs waving wildly, and the girl poured mineral water into its mouth.

The small body also contained a sense of justice. Yiming looked back and saw that there was really no sign of Uncle Hou. He got up and ran to push the boy away, then picked up the kitten.

It was difficult to run out again, hugging the little thing in his arms tightly, Yiming was about to cry.

"Uncle Hou."

"The little brat cares too much." The tall man kicked Yiming with one foot.

With this kick, Yiming leaned back unexpectedly, because he was holding the cat in his hand and didn't protect his head immediately.

With a bang, his head hit the ground firmly.

He felt that everything in front of his eyes was black and white, white for a while and black for a while, and the back of his head was burning with pain.

Seeing that the tall man wanted to beat him, he cried.

"Woo...Uncle Hou...Father..."