There is a wife at home

Guo Jingjing's busy figure was busy back and forth in the kitchen. The pork ribs he bought had been boiled in boiling water, and a few slices of ginger were put on them to remove the fishy smell.

Standing aside, Zhang Qing secretly watched his son's face, shrunk his neck, showed a flattering smile on his face, and said to Guo Jingjing, "Ah Jing? Is there anything Dad can do for you?"

At such a short distance, it is not impossible to be inaudible, but Guo Jingjing ignored Zhang Qing this time, lowered his head and carefully cut the vegetables, his face was cold and hard.

"Ah Jing?" Zhang Qing called again, Guo Jingjing still ignored him, Zhang Qing pouted, "Ah Jing, don't be angry, my hand is actually not that serious, it's all because of the doctor's fuss, you see, it's all the same. Wrapped into zongzi!"

Zhang Qing raised his bandaged hand and shook it in front of Guo Jingjing. He was just trying to put on a show, but Guo Jingjing really stopped the knife in his hand to look at it. Hehe smiled: "It's really fine, it will be fine in a few days."

Guo Jingjing pursed his lips, picked up the knife and continued chopping vegetables in silence.

"Ah Jing..." Zhang Qing was completely at a loss.

When Guo Jingjing came back from school, when he saw his hand, his face turned black on the spot. He said that it was just a little cut. Guo Jingjing thought it could be solved with a band-aid, but he didn't expect it to be so serious. Guo Jingjing panicked. Not only was he angry at Zhang Qing for not telling him, but also at himself for being so careless.

Zhang Qing stood by helplessly, staying in the kitchen with his son, even though he couldn't help him now.

In the main room, Guo Zizhang, who sent Zhang Qing back, hadn't left yet. Guo Zizhang was holding Zhang Qing back, and he hadn't had time to leave yet. Sure enough, He Fanxing drove Guo Jingjing back in a car. However, based on the relationship between He Fanxing and Guo Zizhang, it doesn't make sense to leave without eating.

Guo Zizhang's little trick He Fanxing naturally understood, and Guo Zizhang was not a person who just took advantage and didn't give anything in return. He didn't need to ask He Fanxing at this moment, he just told He Fanxing exactly why he was with Zhang Qing Brahmacharya.

"I only know that Uncle Zhang must have been greatly stimulated at the time, and his clothes were a little messy. He didn't let me tell you about it. The pressure was too tight, and Uncle Zhang stood at the school gate, feeling a little dazed."

He Fanxing looked down at the ground, and there was no broken glass there. According to Guo Zizhang, Zhang Qing's mental state at that time, it is impossible to have the intention to clean up the house. If Wang Jiangmin cleaned it up, it means that Zhang Qing left Wang Jiangmin ran away. It was not difficult for He Fanxing to guess what made Zhang Qing run in such a hurry. After all... Wang Jiangmin's attitude towards Zhang Qing was already obvious enough.

He Fanxing's eyes darkened. If Wang Jiangmin really did such a thing, then there would really be no possibility for him and Zhang Qing in this life; Zhang Qing looked weak on the outside, but during this time together, He Fanxing I know that Zhang Qing has a literati's strength of character in his bones, and he is typical of being soft and not hard. It's hard for him to endure it for so many years, but in the end it still falls short.

"By the way, Guo Zihua called me today."

Guo Zizhang paused the hand holding the teacup, raised his head, his eyes were like a wolf and a tiger.

He Fanxing staggered his hands, took a sip of tea in a leisurely manner, Guo Jingjing poured it, and it tasted a little different.

"She wants to see Ah Jing."

After He Fanxing finished speaking, he saw Guo Zizhang's hand holding the quilt tightly.

"But Ah Jing didn't agree."

Guo Zizhang opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, He Fanxing raised his hand to block between the two of them.

"Zizhang, you know my bottom line."

Guo Zizhang felt sour, lowered his head, and nodded lightly: "I know, you will never force Guo Jingjing to do something he doesn't like." He Fanxing crossed his arms and nodded silently, but his attitude was There, Guo Zizhang has been friends with him for so many years, because they respect each other, and there is a bottom line between husband and wife that the other party cannot cross, and friends are no different.

He Fanxing smiled, reached out and patted Guo Zizhang's shoulder, Guo Zizhang raised his head after a while and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell Zihua about Guo Jingjing!"

"Thanks, sorry."

Guo Zizhang twitched the corner of his mouth and sneered, he didn't want to accept this apology at all, okay? !

After dinner, Guo Zizhang went back first. Guo Jingjing still didn't speak to Zhang Qing, but during the meal, the sweet and sour pork ribs were placed by Zhang Qing's left hand. Zhang Qing's right hand was injured, and he always used his left hand for dinner take a spoon.

"Ah Jing," Zhang Qing looked at Guo Jingjing who was squatting in front of him to help him wash his feet, and reached out to touch Guo Jingjing's head, "Ah Jing, don't be angry."

Guo Jingjing pursed his lips, but still didn't speak, just helped Zhang wash his feet carefully, wiped them clean, picked up the footwashing water and left, leaving Zhang Qing sitting there alone, sniffing his nose, Poor.

He Fanxing stood by the pool brushing his teeth and washing his face. Seeing Guo Jingjing come out to pour water, he put down the towel and grabbed his arm.

"What's wrong? Are you still in a cold war with Uncle Zhang?"

Guo Jingjing looked up at He Fanxing, pursed his lips and said, "My father is dishonest, he refused to tell me how the injury came about." , but he doesn't want to say it?" He Fanxing glanced at the person who was hiding inside the door and eavesdropping, and the shadow was illuminated on the ground, clearly.

"Why doesn't he want to say it? I'm his dearest person." Guo Jingjing stubbornly stuck his neck.

"Because he is your dearest person, he can't tell you, because he doesn't want to make you sad, Ah Jing, this is the same for everyone, just like you, you also have things that you don't want your dad to know, Isn't it?"

Guo Jingjing didn't say anything this time, He Fanxing was right, he also had things that he didn't want Zhang Qing to know, but when it happened to him, he forgot about it.

He Fanxing reached out and rubbed Guo Jingjing's head, and said: "Give your father some time, you are his closest person, if one day he really feels tired and wants to say it, then you Just hold him tight and make him feel like he's not alone."

Guo Jingjing nodded after a while: "I know, I will definitely protect him."

It is common for He Fanxing to stay overnight, and Guo Jingjing even had a few of his clothes in his closet at some point, not many, but they are eye-catching, with different sizes, different textures, and even more different styles, but they look different. Surprisingly suitable, revealing a touch of warmth.

He Fanxing was changing clothes at the moment, Guo Jingjing stuffed a hot water bottle into the quilt, the electric blanket on the bed was removed by Zhang Qing after he was confirmed to be pregnant, I don't know where he heard about it, It is said that electric blankets are not good for pregnant women, and Guo Jingjing is no exception.

dong dong!

Someone knocked on the door, Zhang Qing poked his head in, looked at Guo Jingjing and said cautiously, "Ah Jing, can you sleep with me tonight? I'm a little scared by myself."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Qing felt a little embarrassed again. He scratched his face and quickly added: "Actually, it's nothing. I'll sleep alone. Good night."

After Zhang Qing finished speaking, he retracted his head, closed the door and left.

Guo Jingjing stood by the bed without moving. He Fan walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Go."

Guo Jingjing looked at He Fanxing, and He Fanxing smiled encouragingly at him. Guo Jingjing pursed his lips, nodded and said to He Fanxing, "Then go to bed early."

"understood!"

Guo Jingjing picked up his coat, opened the door and left his room.

Zhang Qing was sitting on the bed in a daze, there was a frothy drama on TV, Zhang Qing usually liked to watch these, but today he couldn't watch a single word.

The lights in the room were brightly lit, Zhang Qing looked up, because the light was too bright, spots appeared in the eyes after watching for a while, Zhang Qing closed his eyes, rubbed his face with his hands, and sighed: "It seems that tonight I'm going to sleep with the light on, and I have to turn it off when I wake up tomorrow morning, and Ah Jing will definitely say that I wasted electricity when I see it..."

Turning off the TV, the quilt was covered all the way to the chin, but Zhang Qing couldn't fall asleep, his eyes swept around from time to time, closed and opened again, closed again after sweeping, and opened again.

When the door was pushed open, Zhang Qing lifted the quilt and sat up abruptly.

The moment Guo Jingjing entered the door, he saw Zhang Qing's face was very ugly, as if he was frightened, but when he closed the door and wanted to take a closer look, Zhang Qing had returned to normal. No, it should be said that his face was full of hope. and rejoice.

"Ah Jing..."

Zhang Qing yelled, seeing that Guo Jingjing was holding the clothes in his hands, he quickly lifted the quilt to please him.

"Come in, don't freeze!"

Guo Jingjing pursed his lips, hugged the clothes on the bedside table, took off the sweater, and went to bed.

"Are your feet cold? Dad covers you."

Zhang Qing asked Guo Jingjing to put his feet between his legs as he did when he was a child, but Guo Jingjing stretched out his hand to stop him.

"No need," Guo Jingjing added, seeing the disappointment on Zhang Qing's face, "I'm not cold."

Zhang Qing still touched it worriedly. Indeed, Guo Jingjing's body was warm and his hands and feet were very hot. Acting the same as usual, Zhang Qing almost forgot that Guo Jingjing was almost five months pregnant without deliberately thinking about it.

"It can already be touched, it's a little bulging." Zhang Qing sighed, his narrowed eyes glowing. "Ah Jing, can you feel his presence? Can he move?"

Guo Jingjing was still not used to it, Zhang Qing touched him, he just lay there, his whole body was stiff, but he didn't stop Zhang Qing's behavior, Zhang Qing asked him, he thought about it, and said: "I'm not sure. "

Guo Jingjing was able to talk to himself, and Zhang Qing was very happy. He didn't want Guo Jingjing to freeze, so he withdrew his hand reluctantly, covered the quilt, and lay down next to Guo Jingjing.

Zhang Qing asked with a smile: "Why are you not sure?"

"I'm not sure if it's because I'm hungry, or if he's moving. Sometimes, even though I've just had a full meal, I feel my stomach moving." Guo Jingjing looked confused.

"That's him saying hello to you." Zhang Qing said softly, "In the future, when he grows up, his strength will become stronger and stronger, and your feeling will be more obvious at that time. He is still too young now."

Guo Jingjing wanted to ask Zhang Qing why, Dad, you all know why, but what He Fanxing said was right, Zhang Qing couldn't say the reason, as the closest person, how could he force him?

"Dad, if you get injured in the future, tell me immediately. I don't want you to go to the hospital alone."

Zhang Qing nodded, thinking that Guo Jingjing couldn't see, choked up and said, "Okay, actually... Dad is not alone, that child Guo Zizhang has been with me all the time."

"I want to be with you all the time, I will be with you all the time."

Guo Jingjing's two words completely made Zhang Qing burst into tears. He hugged his son's arm and began to cry choked up.

"Ah Jing..."

Guo Jingjing's eyes widened, the circles around his eyes were red, and he didn't know if it was because of the staring or something else.