Correct posture of masochism [system]

There was a young member in the family, Jiang Yu didn't know what expression to put on his face, he even forgot to change his shoes, and sat on the chair closest to him, with his hands on his knees.

Sun Tzu Yang noticed Jiang Yu's abnormality, pushed the small cart aside, and squatted down in front of him.

"My mother once told my fortune. The fortune teller said that I was 77 years old and had a catastrophe. If I can't make it through, you will be so lonely."

Sun Tzuyang lowered his voice, pinching.Squeezing Jiang Yu's finger, "So my mother is looking forward to the grandson's meeting, and I have an idea in my heart. I want to get you a child. If I really leave first in the future, I can rest assured."

After a long pause, Jiang Yu said dumbfoundedly, "Are you a pig? The child is still young so he can't tell. In a few years, when he grows up, who can be fooled by his looks?"

"Just say it's like his mother." Sun Tzuyang replied smoothly, apparently already thinking of a countermeasure.

"Actually, I regretted it when I received the call saying that the woman gave birth to a son for you." Sun Ziyang rubbed his face, "Don't you think I'm self-torturing? Think of ways to make trouble for myself."

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, the young man in front of him was no different from a large dog, as if he would bark if he scratched his chin.

"When I think about seeing your father and son show affection every day in the future, I feel that I am superfluous." Sun Ziyang curled his lips sadly.

"Finished?" Jiang Yu patted him on the head.

Sun Ziyang scratched his hair hard, raised his head and looked at Jiang Yu.

Their eyes met, and the two were silent for a moment.

After an indeterminate amount of time, grandson Yang suddenly stared, "You don't think that the child was made by me and some woman, did you?"

Jiang Yu snorted coldly, "Maybe."

"That's really worse than Dou'e." Sun Tzu Yang made a sad expression, "I will go to the Great Wall to cry tomorrow, and see if I can cry the Great Wall down."

"Go, don't come back after you go." Jiang Yu stroked his dog's head.

"That won't work, you won't be lovesick after I leave." Grandson Yang rubbed Jiang Yu's hand, and gently kissed the lifeline in his palm, "I just hope that we can all live to be a hundred years old, with a full house of children and grandchildren." , That picture is beautiful when you think about it, do you think I am too greedy?"

Jiang Yu didn't give an answer, he didn't know what was going on, he remembered a sentence on the Internet.

Long live a hundred years, lonely and helpless.

Another unspeakable silence followed.

Probably because the atmosphere in the living room was too depressing, the baby who was still gnawing on his fingers suddenly burst into tears.

"It's so noisy." Jiang Yu frowned irritably.

"I'll find a sock to plug his mouth." Sun Tzu Yang got up and strode into the room, and came out with a feeding bottle in his hand.

I managed to feed a little bit, but the baby was still crying, his face was covered with snot and tears, and he looked miserable, as if he had been bullied.

Hearing that Jiang Yu had a headache, his head was filled with the sound of crying, he went to the study while holding his forehead.

The younger one was harder to take care of than the older one, and his grandson Yang became furious, and took out his cell phone to make a call, "Mom, what should you do if your eldest grandson keeps crying?"

Mama Sun immediately put down the sackcloth in her hand, "Piss. Butt?"

Grandson Yang reaches for the baby fart.Touch under the stock.Touch it, it's quite fleshy, "No."

Through the phone, Mama Sun also heard crying, and she asked, "Are you hungry?"

Sun Tzuyang wiped the baby's mouth with his finger, "It's all spit up. The milk is gone."

"Hold him up and walk around. Maybe he cried when he saw you ignoring him. Such a big child is so delicate. It's the time when he clings. I hope you will always surround him."

"Hey, what's Xiaowen's reaction?" Mother Sun asked worriedly, "Are you having trouble?"

"I'm so happy." Sun Tzu Yang said, "Mom, I'll die first."

Sun Tzu Yang walked back and forth in the living room with the baby in his arms. His arms were tense, and he didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of pinching the little things in his arms.

"Cry ass, I still want to cry!"

Grandson Yang Meizhe asked his father to hug him, but as soon as he was in Jiang Yu's hands, his crying gradually weakened.

Seeing a father and son dangling in front of him, grandson Yang was even more sad. He stared at the baby lying in Jiang Yu's arms with the eyes of a rival in love.

"I don't like this kid." The tone was sour.

Being stared at by him, Jiang Yu had no choice but to say, "Okay, I like you the most."

"Forever is missing." Grandson Yang rubbed up, kissing Jiang Yu deeply on the lips a few times in protest.

"Forever." Jiang Yu turned around and left, completely unwilling to see Le Cheng being stupid.Forced the same smile.

The milk is wasted if it is not finished, and grandson Yang sits on the sofa to drink the milk.Drink the rest of the milk in the bottle.

After Jiang Yu coaxed the child to sleep, he saw his grandson Yang Diao when he came out.Suck on a bottle.non-stop.

"..."

Grandson Yang cleared his throat, "It says on the can that it will not be fresh if you leave it for an hour after you drink it."

Jiang Yu glanced at him, "Is it delicious?"

"It tastes good, don't say it, this milk. The mouth is firm. It's soft, but I still like to suck it. Your two little..."

"I'll let you drink enough tonight." Interrupting what he said later, Jiang Yu kicked Sun Tzu Yang, "I'm hungry, now I want to eat."

I didn't even drool when I came back from get off work, and I was so excited by the huge surprise that I haven't regained my normal thoughts until now.

"What do you want to eat?" Sun Tzu Yang got up and rolled up his cuffs and walked to the kitchen. "There is still some beef in the refrigerator, dried tofu and green peppers, and there are still a lot of yuba vermicelli left."

"I want to eat braised pork." Jiang Yu lay lazily on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"Okay, wait, I'll go buy it." Grandson Yang muttered dissatisfiedly as he walked, "I still want to eat meat, but I didn't have it last night."

Footsteps came from behind, Sun Ziyang turned his head and saw the person on the sofa following, "Let's go together."

Jiang Yu put on his coat, "Just come back quickly."

The two went to the vegetable market to buy a lot of vegetables, suspected to be celebrating the little life at home, but actually saying goodbye to the world of the two.

In the evening, Jiang Yu rested on his grandson Yang's arm and called Wen Fangya, the mother of a two-year-old child, to ask how to take care of the baby.

Wen Fangya asked three questions, Jiang Yu rubbed his forehead, "Could it be possible that Xiao Ming grew up overnight?"

"It's as big as blowing bubble gum." Wen Fangya laughed from ear to ear.

She didn't tell the truth until she burst into laughter, "His grandma brought him up. I really don't know how to take care of children. I don't know how to do it after seeing it."

"Xiaoyuan, why are you asking this? You can't give birth again."

"I raised one." Jiang Yu explained the matter briefly.

"Zi Yang is really magnanimous." Wen Fangya said this after a while, and she would not be willing to change her.

"Have you chosen your name yet?"

"Sun Yuanbao." Jiang Yu interposed.Stretch his legs.between the hands.

"... Really festive." Wen Fangya held back her laugh.

After chatting for a while, Wen Fangya said that she would come to visit for two days, and asked for the address to buy some clothes and skin care products for Jiang Yu's son online.

In the middle of the night, there was crying from the baby room next door, and grandson Yang closed his eyes and pushed Jiang Yu beside him.

Jiang Yu's voice was vague, "Go."

Grandson Yang scratched Jiang Yu's back, "He is your son."

Jiang Yu turned over, "His surname is Sun."

"Honey, we can't be so reckless all the time." Grandson Yang leaned over his shoulder, "Wake up."

Jiang Yu's voice grew longer again.

Sun Ziyang lifted the quilt cursingly, went to the next room with arms folded and yawned while shaking the small wooden bed, his sleepy eyelids were sticking together.

After finally coaxing him well, he cried again after more than an hour. The grandson Yang who had just got rid of the cold and was about to go to sleep kicked his legs frantically, "Wen Hanyuan, Yuan Bao is crying again."

Jiang Yu got out of bed with a livid face, put on his coat and went to the next door and stood on the edge of the wooden bed without speaking. The baby was too scared to cry, and hiccupped with big teary eyes.

"I have never expected your arrival, and it is impossible to like you. Give me a little peace of mind. I don't expect anything from you when you grow up, but he is different." Jiang Yu bowed slowly.Down.Looking at the child with the same blood flowing in his body, "It was his choice to have you. Remember, he is your father."

A child with a big fart must not understand, but Jiang Yu still vented his pent-up emotions.

Sun Tzu Yang is very nervous, he is extravagant in doing things, and he has always been careless. This time it really exceeded his expectations. He didn't know what the other party was worrying about behind his back.

Raising a child is more troublesome than raising a cat or dog. The next day, both Jiang Yu and his grandson Yang had dark circles under their eyes, as haggard as if they had stayed up all night and worked overtime.

Sun Ziyang called to ask Mama Sun to come over, but he said that he would have to wait for two days, and that a relative's wife was going to have a wedding.

"Mom, ask Dad to come too and stay for a while."

"Do you know how worrying it is to bring a child? When you were a child, you were more fussy than Yuan Bao. You cried when you were full and hungry. No matter what, your father wanted to stuff you back into my stomach once he got angry."

After Sun Tzu Yang heard the music, he turned around and shared it with Jiang Yu.

"Does your dad often hit you on the head?" Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes.

"I seem to have heard my mother say it." Grandson Yang thought for a while.

"That's no wonder." Jiang Yu showed his original expression.

"Fuck, you turned a corner and hurt me again." The belated grandson Yang roared angrily.

With Sun Yuanbao in the family, he couldn't do without people at all. Sun Ziyang asked for a few days off work to wait for his mother and grandfather to come over.

Changing diapers is a technical job, Jiang Yu can't do it, Sun Ziyang bought a book and practiced it several times, but it is still difficult in actual combat.

He squeezed it with his fingers.Live in Sun Yuanbao's small.chicken.Chicken slowly put out the urine.Busey down.

Small.chicken.The chicken suddenly sprayed out a stream of water, and Sun Tzu Yang was caught off guard and his face was covered in mud.

"Wen Hanyuan, take care of your son!" Grandson Yang came out of the bathroom and yelled while wiping his face with a towel, "If he keeps making trouble like this, I'll throw him downstairs."

"Throw it away." Jiang Yu, who was watering the gardenias on the balcony, didn't raise his head.

Grandson Yang wants to cry but has no tears. The big and small are all alike, and life is impossible.

"I'm leaving home."

"Go." Jiang Yu said quietly, "Remember to change out the slippers."

Sun Tzu Yang froze, with a look of grief on his face, "Aren't you nervous?"

"What's there to be nervous about? When did you run away from home and walk out of the community?" Jiang Yu pursed his lips, a teasing smile appeared in his eyes, "No, I was wrong, it should be that you have never walked out of the corridor on the seventh floor."

Sun Ziyang stood there sullen, strode over to take the water bottle from Jiang Yu's hand, and carried him halfway to the room, "Go to work!"

Jiang Yu was pushed onto the bed by him, and he smiled lazily, "Aren't you running away from home?"

"Finish first."