flirt with a rich man

A group of people stayed until the night until Yiming woke up. Seeing Xiao Zhuo shrank obviously, he still couldn't help asking for a hug, and clung to him like an octopus to call him Dad.

Xiao Zhuo smiled and kissed him before being so pestering, "Grandma cooked for you."

Zhang's mother also opened the insulated box. It was full of eggs and meat, which were steaming hot. She took it out and asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable about Yiming?"

Zhang Kai stepped forward to touch the little guy, wanting to make him laugh, usually he would have yelled, "Uncle Zhang, you are bad." It was quite quiet today, and he withdrew his hand shyly, "Today Yiming is really obedient."

Just waking up in a daze, Yiming looked innocently at the people around him, suddenly tilted his head to Xiao Zhuo's neck and cried softly, "Daddy, am I your child?"

"Of course you are my child." He said with a smile, but the smile was very forced.

Mother Zhang couldn't help but want to ask: "Why did you ask this question suddenly?"

Zhang Jun stepped forward to take the bowl and rice from his wife, "Whatever you ask, it's all cold."

"That's right, the child must have nothing to eat outside, eat something first." Imagine taking the child over as usual, but unexpectedly he was strongly rejected, struggling enough to rely on Xiao Zhuo's arms not to leave half a step, to take the child with him. Said in a crying voice, "I want Daddy to feed me."

Zhang Kai yelled, stepped forward and rubbed Yiming's head, "Pleasing your father so much, you'll be back to just being born in a second."

He didn't care, he climbed onto Xiao Zhuo's body and hugged him no matter how tight he was.

Xiao Zhuo had no choice but to take the bowl and spoon from Zhang's mother with a wry smile, "Let me do it." By the way, he took out another piece of paper to wipe his son's tears. The child's tender skin cannot withstand being wiped too many times, so he will touch it Yiming's face wrinkled once, and he didn't dare to do it until the end. He just pressed to suck away his tears, "Sit down, or how can I feed you?"

Yiming sniffed and sat on his lap, showing no intention of coming down, and always had to make a fuss for a while to get rid of his dissatisfaction.

Sitting on the bed and watching the little guy eat, Zhang Kai felt very satisfied unexpectedly, as long as he was safe, but he was used to being cheap with him and insisted on laughing, "Little follower." He said and patted Yiming's butt.

Before seeing Zhang Jun's slap on his son, Xiao Zhuo saw Yiming's mouth curled up, his eyebrows lowered, and he opened his mouth to cry loudly. He just started crying again after coaxing him. He picked up the pillow and threw it over, "Every day All cheap once."

"Why can't you control your hands? Now the child is still in shock!" Zhang's mother also picked up the pillow and swung it on her son, saying, "Stop crying Yiming, grandma will help you teach him a lesson."

Accompanied by Zhang Kai's begging for mercy, Yiming slowly turned his head to see him being chased and beaten by his grandma, he put his head on Xiao Zhuo's chest with a 'puchi' and laughed again.

Xiao Zhuo took the opportunity to feed him and there was no ups and downs. The atmosphere of the four adults and one small person in the ward gradually became active. Yiming ate and scratched his face, and the troubles of just waking up disappeared. Zhang Jun saw that it was getting late. Said: "Let's go back first, bring Yiming back for dinner one day, let him be at home these few days, don't be scared by this."

We all know that the child usually eats less, and Zhang's mother is also afraid that he will not be full if he eats outside. The children were not spared, "You don't have to send us off, take care of Yiming first."

Xiao Zhuo got up and sat down again, and said to Yiming, "Say goodbye to grandpa and grandma."

Yiming wiped his nose, turned his head and didn't speak for a while, because the food in his mouth was still chewed, "Goodbye, grandpa and grandma." Seeing Zhang Kai's expectant face, he grunted reluctantly, "Goodbye, Uncle Zhang. "

Xiao Zhuo suppressed a smile, and said to him with his lips, "Bitch."

Zhang Kai shrugged his shoulders, walked to the door and suddenly remembered something, took out a small thing from his pocket and threw it at Faxiao, "The conditions are limited and I can't change eggs for you, so let's buy some ointment."

He caught it and smiled.

As soon as the person left, the room suddenly became quiet, Yiming turned around and sat down, touched his stomach and said "ah", and opened his mouth, Xiao Zhuo also reached into the child's clothes to touch the round ball, scooped a spoonful of soup and blew it to cool before feeding In the past, the seaweed egg soup cooked by Zhang's mother had a light taste, which was based on the child's hobby. She coaxed and fed it at the same time, and she didn't shed tears until the end. When the insulated box was clean, Xiao Zhuoheng held a Ming sat down, the words stuck in his throat, always wanting to ask.

"What did Uncle Hou's parents tell you?" I couldn't help asking, with a slight tremor in my voice.

Yiming closed his eyes and was still savoring the taste of the food. When he heard his question, he became unhappy again, and shrank himself into Xiao Zhuo's arms before saying, "Uncle Hou's father said that you are not my father, Uncle Hou is my father, no Let me call you Uncle, let me call you Dad."

Xiao Zhuo put his arms around the child and said softly, "Don't pay attention to them." He noticed that Yiming never called Hou Hao's parents grandparents, and called them "Hou" Uncle's father or mother'.

"Why don't you call them Grandpa and Grandma?"

Yiming glanced at him and then retracted, aggrieved and said: "I don't like them, I don't want to call them."

Holding the child tightly to let him lean in his arms, Xiao Zhuo kissed his son's forehead and said in a low voice: "If you don't like it, don't bark, and you don't need to bark in the future."

"Why did they say that..." Yiming raised his head and asked.

Xiao Zhuo put Yiming on the bed and covered him with a quilt, "Because... because Uncle Hou wants to recognize you as his godson."

"But I can only have one father." In a bad mood, they were too bad, Yiming was buried under the quilt, only showing his eyes, staring at Xiao Zhuo.

He took out the ointment that Zhang Kai gave before he left, first applied hot water for a while, and then rolled up the child's sleeves to apply the medicine. When it happened to retract as expected, Xiao Zhuo quickly grabbed it, "Put the medicine and it will be fine. It won't hurt anymore."

"...Oh" So Xiao Zhuo endured the pain and asked Xiao Zhuo to apply the medicine.

Xiao Zhuo put in a little effort, blowing while wiping, and didn't pay attention to when someone came in, how long he stood there, how long he looked at it, and he didn't look up until he yelled Uncle Hou.

The child was wrapped in the quilt and only one arm was exposed. The white and white flesh was full of flesh, but there were blemishes of blue spots. Hou Hao suppressed the anger in his heart and stepped forward, "It's amazing. Uncle hides so well that I can see it."

The two of them would often hear such compliments when playing hide-and-seek, but Yiming just wanted to twitch, remembering the words of the other's parents, and tucked himself under the quilt. This would be blinding eyes, only the short black hair was outside, and he said angrily: "I'm so angry now, you don't talk to me."

Hou Hao raised his eyebrows, sat down on the stool, stretched his hand into the quilt to tickle, and after a while the bulging ball began to shake violently, "Dad!"

Xiao Zhuo picked up the ointment cap and threw it over, "I didn't see him applying the ointment."

Knowing that he was ashamed, Hou Hao sat down honestly and didn't bother Yiming anymore. Xiao Zhuo's eyes darkened and continued. When he spoke, he turned his face and still ignored him, "Dad, when will it be good?"

He said, "That's it."

Hou Hao sat quietly like a transparent person, and after a while he said, "Do you want the child to wash his feet?"

Xiao Zhuo felt helpless and nodded, it was very awkward to be stared at all the time.

In decree, Hou Hao went out to fetch water with a basin. The hot water room was not far from the door, and he came back within a few minutes. He decided to work harder, and there was no harm.

Yiming likes to soak his feet very much, soaking in hot water is warm and comfortable, so Hou Hao helped him take off his socks, and he was afraid of seeing the heat on the water surface, it was so hot that he felt uncomfortable, so he let go of his worries.

Xiao Zhuo took the heat preservation box into the bathroom to clean, and there were only the two of them left in the room. Yiming hugged the quilt, stretched out his bare hand to poke the gauze on Hou Hao's head, and asked softly, "Uncle Hou, you were also taken away by the bad guys." Yet?"

Hou Hao smiled, the child was a child after all, with a simple mind, wrapped his big hands around his little feet and washed them, and said softly to Yiming: "Because you went out with your uncle and got lost, Dad was very angry and beat me up. "

Yang Yang looked at the five fingers, and Yi Ming pouted his mouth. The bandage on the adult’s head was quite scary, so he mustered up his courage and said, "My father’s name is Xiao Zhuo." Xiao Zhuo's father is Xiao Zhuo, and Xiao Zhuo is your father."

The attitude is very sincere, and Yiming is very useful, but he always feels uncomfortable, "Uncle Hou, I don't want to play with your parents." Fingers twisted the quilt in circles, and he hesitated before finishing the second half of the sentence, "I don't want to play with you." like……"

Of course, Hou Hao knows what kind of dislike this dislike refers to, "I know, I will never play with them again, and they will never come to you again." Rubbing off the traces of soup on the corner of Yiming's mouth, he took it from his pocket. He took out the big white rabbit, peeled it off and stuffed it into his mouth.

He didn't like sweets, but he always kept a piece or two in his pocket for the kids.

'Never again' was his promise. Looking back on Hou Zheng's angry expression, Hou Hao laughed out loud as he wiped Yiming's feet, and then became serious. Once things happen once is the limit, and there is no possibility of a second time. Without that chance, people will not live more and more calmly, but will live more and more confused.

Yiming half understood, nodded and shook his head, rubbing his eyes and trying to sleep.

Xiao Zhuo came out with a clean insulation box, Hou Hao just helped the little guy into the quilt, he asked: "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Yiming raised his eyelids and shook his head, hooked his hand and called softly, "Father." Xiao Zhuo wiped the water from his hands and sat down, patted Yiming's stomach to let him sleep. Since he woke up, he has been extremely clingy. Even though it was almost midnight, he was not sleepy at all, even if the child fell asleep, his movements did not stop.

"Hou Hao, I've thought about it for a long time." His tone was very light, he was afraid of waking up Yiming.The smell of the hospital is in his nose, he hates this smell, because it always reminds him of the night of life and death 5 years ago.

Obviously he had almost forgotten it, but today he tore open that scar and brought it out to show. The air was filled with faint disinfectant and an unknown smell. The most embarrassing days were shrouded in a very strong smell of this kind, deeply engraved In his head, he was allergic and had goosebumps all over his body.

"I have convinced myself that I am with you, and I am ready to confess, but your family seems to be beyond my tolerance. I am a green onion, and I can't climb the big tree of your Hou family. You let me go Pass us, you Hou Hao is rich and powerful, you can't find any kind of person you want, you can find any woman who is willing to give birth to you, one or two as you like. If you get together with a monster like me, you will lose more Nah."

"You are not a monster, you have the right to fart what they say." Hou Hao was mentally prepared and knew Xiao Zhuo would say that.

"Without children, you wouldn't be as entangled as you are now."

"That's because I'm not interested in being a third party who forcibly locks you on the bed. If you have a wife, I don't bother to pester you at all. I just pretend that I have been dreaming, but no, the child is mine. After I was shocked, I was glad that I could pursue you, although it was absurd at the beginning and made you feel uncomfortable, I said that I was very 'dirty' at that time, but you and the children made me feel like home." He never thought But to snatch the child back, without the feeling of parents, he tasted it thoroughly, and a sudden accident knocked him back to his original shape.

Hou Hao stared at Xiao Zhuo and lowered his voice, "I'm different from them, this time it was my mistake." If Hou Zheng and his wife hadn't agreed, the child wouldn't have heard those words, so he wouldn't have run out.

Xiao Zhuo looked a little lonely, he couldn't go away with Yiming, and now he is not a simple person, "It was a mistake to appear from the beginning, Yiming and I were calm, we will be together without you. There are no such bad things." In other words, he should not be accepted.

"Xiao Zhuo." Hou Hao wanted to touch him, but the situation is different now. Touching him may cause fierce resistance from the other party. Sighing, he squatted down and pulled Xiao Zhuo's free hand to his mouth. It was more intense Ointment smell.

"I asked Yiming if it would be good to be my godson. He said no. He only has one father. It doesn't matter if he doesn't hear him call me in his life. Human hearts are fleshy. You get along so well. I'm very envious." He said with sincerity, before Xiao Zhuo stopped, his eyes flashed a stern look, he grabbed him so hard that he couldn't move, and at the same time pulled him up.

He was staggered and dragged to the bathroom. He didn't recover until he stuffed the blade in his hand. He pressed his back against the wall and forced his head up. Hou Hao looked almost crazy in his eyes. He turned to another place and said, "I will Find another house and separate."

"Impossible." He squeezed Xiao Zhuo's hand tightly against his neck, the blade was very fast, and blood was seen immediately with a little effort.

"Either you give me a sharp knife, use as much strength as you hate, I won't blame you, it's impossible to separate, unless I die, otherwise we are all bound together."

Xiao Zhuo slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes became slightly blurred. He was full of anger and couldn't vent his anger. The blade in his hand felt painful even holding it in his hand. He only had Yiming to rely on, and he didn't need Hou Hao before he knew it. He also grasped the blade tightly and pressed it into the meat without realizing it.

Why don't you let me go?I'm not happy at all, I'm not happy at all, every bit of getting along with him is not a dream, it's real, it's not without a process from rejection to acceptance, it's just too scary...

I'm just an ordinary person, with my son thinking about living an ordinary life...

In the blink of an eye, another layer was pressed down.

Feeling the liquid flowing out, Hou Hao just frowned and continued to hug Xiao Zhuo. Hearing the sound of the other's thick and long breathing, a part of his heart became extremely soft, and he kept kissing his ears to apologize sincerely, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... "

If you let go, you may never have another chance. If Xiao Zhuo wants to, no matter how you hit him, he won't fight back.

Barely able to see the opposite mirror, looking over Hou Hao's shoulder, Xiao Zhuo's vision was blurred and he was immersed in the world he hated, unable to extricate himself. The disgusting smell of blood, shaking his hands, hastily threw away the murder weapon to stop the bleeding, "Go to a doctor, find a doctor!" Breaking free from the opponent's arms, he was about to go out.

Hou Hao took a deep breath and held down his neck. The amount of bleeding wasn't too big and he probably didn't cut the aorta. He raised his hand and grabbed Xiao Zhuo, and comforted him, "It's okay, I can go alone. Children can't leave adults." It was just a single injury. , Compared with the beating he suffered when he was young, it was much lighter.

"Wait until you cut the main artery."

The blood on his clothes, the blood on the ground, and the blood in his hands, the large swaths of bright red irritated his eyes, Xiao Zhuo staggered back and fell to the ground.

Hou Hao stepped forward to help him up, covered his eyes before walking out, "I deserve it."

The moment the door closed, Xiao Zhuo lost his support and leaned against the wall in a daze, sweating all over his body, he actually made a move.

When he went out, the shirt was dyed red, and the dark coat looked like it was soaked in water. Hou Hao casually called a nurse to help.

The nurse looked young and inexperienced, and froze when she yelled.

Hou Hao raised his eyes and sighed. It wasn't all right, but he was taken aback by the screams, "Just bandage it up. I have something else to do, so I'll trouble you." Immediately after, his shoulders sank, and he dragged the wound and endured it in a daze. up.

"Finally found you." Liu Shen sighed, but was surprised when he saw Hou Hao's face.

He looked up and stopped looking, acquaintance, "How did you find this here?" Following the nurse to bandage, Liu Shen looked at the fruit basket in his hand and followed with a hey, completely ignoring the other's attitude.

"I'm not a big artist in your family yet. In view of your face, I have to think about how to write the report. I haven't seen you in your company for two days, so I can only come here to find you."

It was only then that Hou Hao remembered the company's situation, "You can report whatever you want, and old A will contact you. You don't need to talk to me these days."

Liu Shen raised his glasses frame and smiled, rubbed his chin and guessed, "It's really disgusting."

Obedient to the nurse's movement, stretching out his head to wash, Hou Hao smiled wryly, "The things at home are already annoying enough."

"When I came, I saw the two elderly people in your family. Their faces looked like they were poisoned, and they didn't respond to them going up to say hello."

"Hmph." Hou Hao spoke clearly, "Take away all the power in your hands, would you be happy if it were you?"

"You really did that?" Liu Shen asked in shock.

"What's inappropriate." He said indifferently, he should let them realize who is the master of the Hou family now, and after taking them out for a walk, they found that it was just a fox and not a lion, and the psychological gap was not ordinary.

"You are more ruthless than Mr. Hou back then." He thought that Hou Hao respected his father very much, the kind that he respected so much that he was afraid. How Hou Hao came back from abroad, he knew about the same from his father.

Unexpectedly, it was not a tiger but a lion that came back. There is always no room for two tigers on one mountain.

Before entering the ward, Hou Hao stopped Liu Shen, "Talk to old A, that's it." No matter how good the relationship is, he doesn't want to expose Xiao Zhuo in front of others, even if he can find out with the other party's ability. something.

Liu Shen hummed, and handed the fruit basket in his hand to Hou Hao, "I see, I'll take care of the report." He left as he spoke, and waved his back to him.

The neck area felt cold, Hou Hao covered it, stood in front of the door and knocked on the door before entering, the blood stains on the ground had been cleaned, Xiao Zhuo sat by the window in a daze, staring at the distance without turning his head.

Carefully put the fruit basket on the cabinet, when Hou Hao approached, he found Xiao Zhuo was trembling, his hands were tightly clenched together with great force, he squatted down and opened them one by one, holding them in his hands, and said in a low voice, "Let's have a rest. "

The cold wind blew on his face, and there were blood stains on his sleeves. Xiao Zhuo looked back for a long time, and in the early morning of the cold winter, his eyes were pierced by the cold wind, making his eyes sore and swollen.

"Too tired." Forced to smile, Xiao Zhuo was very tired.

Hou Hao picked up the bench and sat down, carefully hugging Xiao Zhuo like a child, "From yesterday to today, you have been in a state of high tension, now that the child is found, let's have a rest." Sitting motionless, he looked lonely and pitiful.

"I'm sorry..." I couldn't tell what I owed him with just three words.

Xiao Zhuo was a little confused. He moved closer to Hou Hao's collar and stretched out his fingers to get it on his face. His fingertips were slightly red, and he could still smell the bloody smell when he got close. He asked softly, "Are you apologizing for the past or the day before yesterday? Apologize."

Hou Hao closed the windows to cut off all the cold wind, calmed down and answered seriously, "All of them."

He groaned and looked up at the other party. There was a piece of gauze on his head and one stuck around his neck. It looked pretty miserable, at least in his opinion.

"You said let me give you time, is there enough time now?"

Hou Hao raised his eyebrows, how could he not understand what he meant, and said seriously: "Enough is enough, I swear to you that there will be no second time."

"Forget it." Xiao Zhuo pushed the opponent away with a palm. After sitting in the cold wind for too long, he was unconscious. He stood up against the wall and climbed up to the bed next to Yiming. It sounds nice."

Empty in his arms, still a little cold, a faint smile bloomed on the corner of Hou Hao's mouth, and disappeared without a sound.

"If you are still not relieved, you can make another deep stroke, aiming at the side of the neck." Just a light stroke can splatter blood like it is written in the book.

Xiao Zhuo calmed down, he never felt that Hou Hao had a tendency to muck, he rolled his eyes and turned around, covering his unconscious hand, he said, "Don't disturb me sleeping, it's annoying." ready to sleep.

In fact, he hid under the quilt with his eyes open, not wanting to face Hou Hao.

Hou Hao sat beside him and smiled lightly, the pain in his neck couldn't be brought up in his mouth, "I don't know how to make you feel at ease and trust me, it's my negligence no matter what, you don't care about me no matter what But, just don't say you're leaving." Quietly glanced at the person whose back was facing him, he couldn't say any more nasty words, and the moment he heard Xiao Zhuo say goodbye, he felt flustered.

Yiming woke up once after 3 o'clock. The reason was that he had to go to the toilet after drinking all the supper soup. Hou Hao rested on the bedside, and he noticed the child's movement.

"Uncle Hou, I want to shush." ​​Yiming clutched his crotch with a tangled face, moving around on the bed obviously in a hurry.

Hou Hao shook his head carefully picked him up and went to the toilet, and whispered, "Dad hasn't slept for several days, let's keep our voice down."

Yiming looked at the bed next to him, and there was no movement at all. He knew that Xiao Zhuo was in a light sleep, the kind that he could wake up when he turned over, so he tilted his head and said, "Shh, keep your voice down." Shh made him want to go to the toilet even more. , the small faces immediately wrinkled together.

Hou Hao didn't waste any more time, and carried Yiming for his convenience.

Yiming was shy and nervous. The shy thing was that he never let anyone other than his father take the urine. The nervous thing was that he couldn't hold it anymore. Finally, he covered his eyes and went to the bathroom, moaning and saying, "Don't do this next time. , Dad said I can go to the toilet by myself."

"But what if you can't go to the toilet standing up?" The problem is that children need to stand on their feet to pee into the correct position.

Yiming was so angry, Duzui pulled up his pants by himself, his eyes fell on Hou Hao's neck for a moment, the gauze was terribly bloodshot, "Uncle Hou, how did you get hurt?" Rubbing his little hand, he wanted to touch it up.

Hou Hao picked him up with a stiff neck, "Because my uncle did something wrong and almost lost the two most precious treasures, so he was punished."

Yiming didn't speak, didn't listen much, just rubbed his eyes patronizingly.

"Go to sleep." Hou Hao put him on the bed, ready to imitate Xiao Zhuo's coaxing, but the child didn't buy it.

Pointing to which bed his father was about to climb onto, he couldn't help but hug him and put it on his lap, and said, enduring his drowsiness, "The bed is too small. I'll sleep with my father when I get home."

Someone hugged her, and the smell was familiar. Yiming didn't make any more fuss. He yawned and fell asleep. Hou Hao didn't hold him for a long time before he heard the sound of long breathing. The fragrance is simply the most fascinating smell in the world.

"What time is it?" Hearing the movement, he was a little confused, it was almost dawn.

Hou Hao replied, "It's 4 o'clock immediately."

Just about to get up and lie back straight, falling asleep seems to make up for the lack of sleep before, eyes can't be opened, Xiao Zhuo rubbed his forehead and said: "Give him to me."

Hou Hao thought for a while, and hugged it anyway.

He lifted the quilt and moved out of the place, approached Yiming while he was soundly asleep, put one foot on Xiao Zhuo's stomach and smashed his mouth, murmured unconsciously: "Dad" and then breathed evenly and gently.

Most of the time, father and son sleep in this posture, keeping each other warm and giving each other a sense of security. Xiao Zhuo exhales reassuringly, and continues to sleep with his son in his arms.

When I woke up again, the sky was really bright, and it was after 8 o'clock. Xiao Zhuo slowly opened his eyes and was about to lie down and almost fell out of bed. He squeezed, did he sleep on the edge of the bed?

Hou Hao watched the news and noticed that they had woken up, "I can't stop your desire to sleep together, the hospital bed is too small."

"It's not just small." Xiao Zhuo complained. He slept well and had a headache. He didn't sleep well all night. Now his back hurts and he misses the big bed at home. The 1.8-meter bed can be squeezed casually.

"Dad, I still want to sleep." Yiming complained lying on the pillow, buttocks pouted.

Hou Hao took the bag and walked over, "This is your and Yiming's clean clothes, put them on."

Only then did he realize that the other party had changed his clothes. On the other hand, the blood stains somewhere in him were really incomparable. He sighed secretly and began to change, feeling very strange in his heart, as if a small fire was still burning, "When did you go back?"

Hou Hao turned the child's buttocks over to help him get dressed, and said with a smile: "At 6 o'clock, everyone hasn't changed for two days. You are a clean person and you can't stand it. There is an ancestor cat at home to feed. I have to go back."

He was surprised: "Have you been fed for two days?"

Hou Hao rubbed his nose in embarrassment, hummed, he was embarrassed to say that Durian was at home, and his sad eyes wanted to cry out that he was an irresponsible shit shovel officer.

Xiao Zhuo was annoyed, and was busy looking for his son, but he never thought that there was a cat at home.

After coming out of the hospital at about 9 o'clock, the three of them didn't have breakfast and hurriedly found the nearest restaurant to solve it. Except for Yiming who was full last night, the adults hadn't eaten well, so they would gobble up food without caring about their image.

Yiming held the bun and felt not hungry at all, held it out to Xiao Zhuo and said softly, "Father, I still have buns here, the meat ones."

Xiao Zhuo waved his hand to signal his son to eat by himself, but he had no time to talk to him.

He understood it, and looked around while biting a bun. An old man was reading the newspaper, and the enlarged photo of the entertainment page was placed on the front page. Yiming recognized who she was, a beautiful sister.Climbed off the stool and ran towards the old man, Hou Hao quickly stopped him, but he was also afraid, and said, "Where are you going?"

Swallowing the bun, licking his lips, Yiming glanced at him, pointed to the newspaper and said, "Beautiful sister."

Hou Hao looked over, it was Zhao Yiwen, he put the child on the stool again, "It won't move, I will show you a real person someday."

"I've seen a real person, a good-looking sister." After speaking, he held up the bun and said to Xiao Zhuo, "Daddy is so cute, bun is so cute, and durian is so cute."

'Pfft——' Unable to control it, Xiao Zhuo wiped his mouth with a piece of paper under the eyes of all the people in the store, and choked on a mouthful of porridge, "Who taught you to say this."

Yiming bit the bun, "The beautiful sister said I was cute, and she said cute means good-looking." His expression was so serious that it made people unable to bear to speak.

Hou Hao continued to draw papers and handed them to Xiao Zhuo, and explained to Yiming: "Dad is a man so you can't call him cute."

"But I'm also a man, why does the pretty sister say I'm cute?"

Xiao Zhuo said quietly: "You are a boy."

Yiming was a little excited, "Daddy, you and Uncle Hou are also boys."

"No, no, Dad and your Uncle Hou are men."

"Then why am I not a man..."

Xiao Zhuo wiped his face and calmed down, "You will be a man when you are 20 years old."

"I'm only 5 years old." Papa counted his fingers and found that he couldn't count, Yiming scratched his head unhappy, "Then I have to tell my beautiful sister that when I turn 20, I can't be called cute."

Then you have to grow up and still be able to see Zhao Yiwen, Hou Hao said in his heart, but when he turned his head, he might not be able to see Zhao Yiwen when the time came, and he glanced at Xiao Zhuo just in time to meet the eyes sent by the other party, which meant a lot of warning Obviously, don't mess with popular science.

If you accidentally learn something unsuitable for children, just figure it out and wait.

When Xiao Zhuo finished his breakfast, Yiming didn't wait for anyone to answer his words.

"Let's go to the store." Xiao Zhuo patted his stomach and was satisfied.

Hou Hao looked at his face full of satisfaction, and asked doubtfully, "Are you still working at this point?"

Xiao Zhuo pulled Yiming up, and said seriously: "I am the store manager, and I have tasks every day. I have to solve the two-day affairs, and I can't procrastinate every day."

At this time, he revealed the majesty of the head of a store, sweeping away the haze of the previous two days, his whole person was filled with sunshine and spiritual feeling, Hou Hao suddenly sat blankly, and said in a low voice: "Then let's go."

Almost at the store, Hou Hao asked, "Are you going to work tomorrow?"

Xiao Zhuo felt a little baffled, "Go to work."

"Then I'll pick up Yiming tomorrow..."

"No need." Xiao Zhuo interrupted, looking at the scenery that kept receding outside the window, "You are busy with work, and Yiming will come to my shop in the future, the painting is all over, now you just need to wait for the seats to arrive." I compare the last sentence Don't worry, I didn't say anything.

Looking through the rearview mirror, Hou Hao sighed, "OK."

My heart is dull but I can't help it. People with previous convictions can't be too relieved. He really wants to show his happiness to the other party, but even if he holds it in front of him, he will look at him suspiciously. How can I say it? That said, a mistake would cause eternal hatred, and now he is itching with hatred.

The news was very popular at the time. Yiming often played in the store, and customers who often came knew that he was the son of the store manager. So when the news was spread all over the Internet that day, some kind-hearted people made a special call to the store to ask the truth. Master Wenhe then turned on the phone and flipped down, stunned. After all, children who lost contact only existed in "other places" for them. Take a breath and be safe.

"It can be regarded as found. In the past two days, customers have said that the chef's cooking is not delicious." Li Wen pulled Yiming to complain, and came to the counter and handed him the freshly made glutinous rice cakes.

"It just came out, and it still smells like durian."

"Wow!" The child opened his mouth wide and ran towards the operating room, yelling, "Durian Durian." Before stepping in, he bumped into two thighs.

The master came out with a row of buns and didn't pay attention to the bottom of his feet. He bumped into the little guy and stopped quickly, with surprise on his face, "Yiming is back." Looking outside, Xiao Zhuo was busy looking at the cash register data. Boss Hou who came sat next to him and acted as an invisible person.

"I wanted to call you to see if I could help, but I didn't dare to disturb you."

He said embarrassedly, "I didn't answer the phone for two days. Master, you can help me manage the store. I don't worry about Li Wen's confused girl."

The protagonist, Ms. Li, is pulling Yiming and staring at the workbench. Today’s portion is all done. The master chef was busy packing it, and there is a transparent crisper next to it. People who are used to eating durian will know it is just a little taste. What, point to the box and jump up, "Durian, I want to eat this."

Li Wen made a booing motion, secretly replaced all the boxes of five flavors with durian, stuffed them to the little guy and whispered: "Keep it secret, don't say that my sister has changed all of them."

Yiming stuck out his tongue and shook his head, "Secret."

Going out mysteriously, he showed it as soon as he offered a treasure, Li Wen almost wanted to cover his face, this child is too sincere, he wants to show his father everything.

The master chef knew at a glance that the flavors inside were all the same, and there was not much difference between the five flavors just by looking at the color, but who said that the food was made by himself.

"Dad, I'll give you one."

Xiao Zhuo was busy handing in the ledger of the previous two days, afraid of making a mistake, he rejected it and said, "I don't eat it, you eat it yourself." Then he pulled out the panel for today, and the option of Nuomi Ci was already listed, and he chose two boxes pay the bill.

"They're all from the store, don't worry about it." The master knew that Xiao Zhuo was a real person, but sometimes he was too real.

He turned his head and smiled, "I'm the store manager."

Yiming looked up to see if his father didn't eat it, looked at the five in the box and gave it to the fat uncle. Unexpectedly, he also shook his head. Li Wen didn't have to ask if he didn't eat durian. Finally, he ran to Uncle Hou who was far away to sit. Okay, push it over and show it: "Uncle Hou eats this."

As a compliment, Hou Hao took one and tasted it. The surface of the glutinous rice cakes was sprinkled with a little coconut paste. The durian flavor was not very strong. He, who doesn't eat durian, thought it tasted good.

Seeing someone eating, Yiming knelt on the chair and began to eat slowly, his eyebrows furrowed and then loosened, and he said after a while: "It's delicious."

He ate it too fast, Xiao Zhuo had no choice but to buy two more boxes before leaving, the master patted the box with a wink at Zhao Yiming, and said in a voice that only they could hear: "There is a surprise."

Yiming hugged the box tightly and didn't let go. He was safe and sound all the way and didn't say he wanted to eat it. When he got home, he was the first one to rush in and shout, "Durian!"

Then came a 'meow'.

"Durian, I invite you to eat durian glutinous rice cakes, it's delicious."

But cats really don't eat durian-flavored things, they just freeze when they smell it, and after a few seconds stretch their necks forward and start to choke their throats to vomit.

Yiming stared at it puzzled, patted the cat's head and said, "It's so delicious, why don't you eat durian."

The kitten immediately jumped onto the cat climbing frame and ignored it.

Xiao Zhuo couldn't help chuckling, seeing Yiming running to the cat climbing frame and hugging the durian kiss.I wanted to go to the kitchen to make something but was blocked.

Hou Hao said: "Let me make lunch, and I have never let you taste my real cooking."

Surprised and slightly surprised, Xiao Zhuo closed the refrigerator, "Okay, you do it." Hou Hao smiled slightly, took off his clothes and started to work.

From that day on, the three meals a day were basically written by Hou Hao. When Xiao Zhuo got up, he found that the porridge had already been prepared and kept cold, and the steamed buns were placed on the top layer to be heated. When he actually ate them, he would find that the temperature was moderate. , so that the mouth will neither be hot nor cold.

After a few days of comfortable life, I finally feel free, Xiao Zhuo has always been