Xu Jun's life

As I said before, Zheng Yehu is the scariest person in my mind.

I take that back.

I don't know how good-tempered Xia Zhifei is in order to spoil Lu Feixia with such a virtue.

He is literally the reincarnation of Monkey King.

I don't know if there are really nails on the sofa. Anyway, he couldn't even sit still for 3 minutes. First, he walked around the house, looked around, and then ran back and told Li Zhurong: "Ice hole, your house Can suffocate people, not even a little plant."

Li Zhurong glanced at him: "Don't you have one at home?"

"Our family has fish..." He dragged a chair over, sat upside down, lazily lying on the back of the chair, like a hooligan, tossing the apples on the coffee table in his hands.

I thought this was his nature, but Xia Zhifei and Li Zhurong came into the study to talk during the meal, as if he had been let out from the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, he groped left and right in the house, I don’t know where he got it from Two spoons, covering the eyes of the characters in the oil painting hanging in the living room, called me loudly: "Teacher Xu, look quickly, Altman."

I was ashamed, but fortunately I had seen that lunatic Zheng Yehu a long time ago, so I was not frightened by him, so I asked him, "What kind of food do you like to eat?"

"I want to eat spicy boiled fish with a layer of red pepper!" He held up two spoons and smiled proudly at me.Even though it was a heartless expression like a child's, that face was still so beautiful that people dared not look at him.

"You can't eat this, why don't you make something light?" I asked him hesitantly—he is notoriously weak because of his physical condition.

He said pitifully: "It's okay, you can do it, I don't want to eat it, just look at it, I haven't seen chili for a long time."

When he said "the sad part", he still wrinkled his face, it was as pale as Xue's face, and those eyes were as lively and beautiful as a child's.Although he was extremely thin, there was nothing feminine about him.I always get a little dazed when I look at him.Because I can see something unique to teenagers in him, I don't know how Xia Zhifei did it.He is probably almost 30 years old, but the clean, bright and youthful things in him have never disappeared.

He is like someone who has been forgotten by the years.

Fortunately, no matter how beautiful he is, I still have principles and will not make him spicy.

Seeing that I refused to make spicy boiled fish, Lu Feixia was very upset, and circled around me, wanting me to take out the pepper.

I can only reason with him: "Look, you can't eat chili, and I can't eat it now either. Li Zhurong is not very good at spicy food, so if he cooks such a spicy dish, should Xia Zhifei eat it?"

He thought for a while, then waved his hand: "Forget it, I'll let Feifei do it later!"

I don't have much skill in cooking, and my knife skills are average. He watched it for 2 minutes and felt bored. He rummaged in the kitchen and told me politely: "Mr. Xu, let me roast the cabbage in the oven for fun." ?”

As soon as I rescued Bai Cai, he poked the turtle in the pool with his chopsticks, turned the turtle over, and used his fingers to seduce it: "Come and bite me, little bastard~"

This kind of character of the devil king in the world is really a headache.After not seeing him for half a minute, he ran to the living room to cause trouble again.I took out ice cubes to make fish jelly, and he ran over, grabbed an ice cube, and chewed it in his mouth.

"Don't eat ice, your stomach will hurt later..."

He didn't care, his eyes were crooked with a smile, his cheeks bulged like a chipmunk, and he took the opportunity to talk to me: "Mr. Xu, you are so nice, why do you like ice holes?"

It took me a long time to realize that Ice Cave was his nickname for Li Zhurong.

"Don't swallow it, just chew it and forget it." I took a paper cup and spit out the ice for him.

He puffed up his cheeks, looked at me like a chipmunk, and suddenly laughed as if he suddenly realized: "Oh, Teacher Xu, I'm sorry!"

It's probably very rare for Lu Feixia to come out once, and he still refuses to leave after eating.I don't know where to take out a disc, saying it is a shooting game, and that Lin Wei also likes to play it.After knowing that I don't play games, he was very disappointed and was coaxed away by Xia Zhifei.

Li Zhurong didn't want to see him very much: "Xia Zhifei is really destined to be an old mother."

I slandered on the side: Lu Feixia is much better than you, at least he knows how to reason.

Li Zhurong had nothing to do in the afternoon, so I finished washing the dishes and sat on the sofa to read.He came and lay down with his head on my lap.

This is his old habit. He often lies on my lap to read books and play games. At this time, he is like a docile big cat from a lion, and it doesn’t matter if you scratch his stomach.

"Want to sleep?" I inserted my hands into his hair and massaged him.

He squinted and shook his head.

"Then let's sit and talk." I put the book down and looked down at him: "I just have something to tell you."

He said "hmm".

Looking at it from this angle, his nose bridge is straight. Like Li Xiu, he has long and dense eyelashes. When his eyes are closed, there are two shadows under his eyes. When he is not talking, he always looks melancholy.It makes people worry, for fear that what they said will make him unhappy.

However, as soon as he spoke, his melancholy temperament disappeared.

"The last time I called Xiao An, he said that he would be on vacation next week and asked us to pick him up."

"Just let Yuan Hai go."

I sit up straight.

"That's what I want to tell you." I reasoned with him: "Take Xiaoan to Beijing for school next semester. He is so young, he can't do without adults around..."

"He has a nanny and can handle it by himself."

"It's not a question of whether you can handle it or not." I explained to him: "When a child is young, he can't do without his parents. You are not cultivating an heir, you are raising a son, and he is your son. You have to let him grow up well first. Daddy, fulfill your responsibilities as a father, and then consider whether he is suitable as an heir."

He opened his eyes.

"The teacher doesn't like my way of educating Xiaoan?"

I'm a little weak.

He always attributed my thoughts to being emotional, because he felt that all his actions were impeccable, both logically and logically.

"It's not a question of whether you like it or not. The point is, you can't teach your child this way." I tried my best to explain to him: "Xiao An is a human being, and you can't decide his future fate for him. You just need to fulfill your responsibilities as a father. , accompany him, teach him, as for what path he will take in the future, whether to inherit your family business or not, you can let him choose by himself."

Li Zhurong laughed.

He reached out, touched my cheek, and then ran his finger down the side of my face.

"The teacher said it was very good," he squinted lazily, "but since he is my son, he has only one choice. If he doesn't choose, his cousins ​​will force him to choose. He can't be ordinary people."

"It's not fair..."

He pressed his fingers to my lips.

"It's fair, teacher." He closed his eyes again: "He has more money and rights than other children, and he was born to be superior. And these are the prices."

These prices are paid by everyone.Whether it's him or Zheng Yehu.

For a while, I didn't know what to say.

"Xiao An's child is very good at pretending to be pitiful, but the teacher is soft-hearted and easily deceived." He squeezed my chin: "But don't be too nice to Xiao An..."

"why?"

I thought he was going to say that heirs can't have too many weaknesses.

In the end, he just pulled my shirt collar, pulled me down, and kissed my lips.

"Because I'm very unhappy right now."

In any case, Li Xiu took it over.

I was going to pick him up with Li Zhurong, but I was so entangled by Li Zhurong that I went to bed early in the morning. When I woke up, it was already mid-afternoon, and Li Zhurong had already left.

I lived with Li Xiu for a while, and I know what he likes to eat. I planned to cook stewed chicken, but my back hurts and I couldn’t stand up. I only made salted crispy chicken and fried golden fish. The seaweed soup was placed in an earthen pot. stewing.Slept on the couch and woke up to darkness.

I called Li Zhurong, and he said that he had already arrived in Beijing, was in the car, and would be there in 10 minutes.

It was raining outside, so I took an umbrella to pick it up. The temperature in City C was high, and Li Xiu was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt. When he got out of the car, he shivered from the cold.

"Don't catch a cold." I handed an umbrella to Li Zhurong, took a blanket from the car, and put it on Li Xiu. The blanket was too long, and it was all wet when it was dragged on the ground. I simply hugged Li Xiu.

The child who is usually so self-willed is actually not much heavier than other five-year-old children.He probably fell asleep in the car and was not fully awake yet. He was unexpectedly obedient and put his arms around my neck, looking at me with misty eyes.

"Give it to me." Li Zhurong took Li Xiu over, held it in one hand, put the umbrella in my hand, and put his arms around my shoulders.

Li Xiu hugged his neck, leaned on his arm and continued to sleep.

"Put him on the sofa and don't wake him up."

Li Zhurong put Li Xiu on the sofa, and I took a towel to wipe the rain off his body.

"I'll cook first, let him sleep for a while, and you can take a bath too." I wiped the towel for himself: "If you're hungry, have some porridge first, I made it at noon."

Li Zhurong gnawed on my face twice and went to change clothes.

During dinner, Li Xiu's face turned red. I thought he had caught a cold, but his temperature was normal.

He bathed Li Xiu and arranged for him to sleep.I went back to the bedroom to go to bed. Li Zhurong was taking a shower. I was lying on the bed when the bedroom door was knocked twice.

Li Xiu put on a blanket and stood at the door.

"What's the matter?" I knelt down and asked him, "Are you hungry? Still not feeling well?"

The child stood there blushing, curled his eyelashes, and said nothing.

"You can tell me anything, is it because your father bullied you..."

The child raised his blue eyes, glanced at me, and quickly lowered them again.

"I don't like that bed!"

"That's it..." I suppressed a smile and rubbed his hair: "Then you can only sleep with us tonight."