Quietly giving birth to a cub to amaze his father

He Songyu had already found them, but they didn't go back right away. Cong Ru stood under the tree and called Xiaolan's sister to explain the situation, "I have to come back later. It's too bad. Many people's houses have been destroyed. Home is home, we are here to help as much as we can."

"I saw the news, it was reported on TV, it's terrible, you must pay attention to safety. How is Mr. He now, is he okay?"

Cong Ru walked around the tree for two steps, heard the words, looked at the passing crowd, and found the tallest person inside, "He's fine, he's fine."

Sister-in-law Xiaolan inexplicably sensed the gnash of her teeth, and she warned: "Okay, that's good, you two don't quarrel, you have something to say, you know."

Cong Ru: "I know. Is Miao Miao still crying?"

"Cry, why don't you cry? Crying every day is commonplace for parents. You have to cry before drinking milk and before going to bed. I asked Fatty to go to the place where you live to get the quilt and pillow you covered. Here are some clothes."

Cong Ru: "How is it?"

Sister-in-law Xiaolan: "It works. You have to sleep with a pillow next to your hair and the rest of your clothes."

Cong Ru listened with a smile, with mixed feelings in her heart, and even wanted to say go back immediately, and finally let out a long sigh of relief, "It's not good to be too clingy." As soon as she said that her daughter was crying, Cong Ruxin flew away with her. Limp and sore, he didn't have much energy until He Songyu came here.

He just talked about it when He Songyu asked him as if he was chatting, "Not only is she squeamish, but she also loves to cry. I wasn't like that when I was a child. I'm not like you. I'm also very clingy. You need a pillow." I can only sleep in my clothes."

He Songyu listened to his complaining and showing-off tone, fell into silence, and thought back to his own childhood.There is an old saying that one is old at three years old. According to the elders in the family, He Songyu is old at birth. His character is boring, dull and dull, and of course fierce.

It seems that otherwise, it would not be able to stop the hostility in his bones. The desire to dominate and control deep in his heart has never been lost for so many years, but he hides it very well, not because he is afraid of being criticized.It was because he didn't want to be controlled by his selfish desires, and he was safe and sound until he met Cong Ru, heh, it satisfied some dark and paranoid thoughts in his heart.

"I basically didn't cry when I was young." He Songyu said boldly: "The doctor said that my lacrimal gland is defective and underdeveloped."

Cong Ru: "???"

"So Miao Miao should be like you."

Cong Ru: "Fart. Why didn't I know that your lacrimal gland is defective, why don't you try crying and let me see."

He Songyu watched him silently without speaking, Cong Ru suddenly shrugged his shoulders bored, "It's this dead face again."

He Songyu: "I don't know how to cry."

Cong Ru immediately looked down on him, "You can't even cry? You can learn from me."

He Songyu looked attentively at the lesson.

Cong Ru imitated it a few times, and noticed the corners of He Songyu's mouth curled up, and then realized that he had been tricked, and felt ashamed and humiliated.He went forward and pressed He Songyu's shoulder, raised his knee to hit him, and scolded angrily: "If you dare to play me, I won't beat you..."

How could he lose his vigilance so easily in front of him, forgetting how bad this person is, he looks like a hypocritical and serious person, but there is a lot of bad water in his heart, isn't he the best at pretending?Cong Ru secretly scolded himself for being careless, blushing in embarrassment and wanting to beat He Songyu, but he grabbed his hand, and the two quarreled together.In order not to attract too much attention, He Songyu pushed him behind the tree trunk and coaxed: "I didn't lie to you, don't be angry."

In fact, Cong Ru's anger is nothing to He Songyu, both of them knew they were arguing, because the arguing was too natural, and the ambiguous atmosphere seemed to be trapped in a pink bubble, which made Cong Ru feel awkward and embarrassed up.

It's not like He Songyu didn't feel the change in the atmosphere between the two of them. Ever since Cong Ru celebrated his birthday for him, their relationship seemed to have broken through the bottleneck and reached a new starting point.

He Songyu asked him, "Are you worried about Miaomiao, do you want to go back earlier?"

Cong Ru felt that what he was talking about was nonsense, but he couldn't bear to see what happened in the current environment.

He Songyu: "Today is the last search and rescue. The follow-up work is blocked by the local government. The People's Liberation Army is also leaving. It is of little use for us to stay here." What the local area needs more is post-disaster reconstruction work. Resettlement, all of which require considerable investment in construction personnel and funds.

Now even if Qi Luwei didn't ask him to help him invest, it would still attract the attention of the country.

After hearing what he said, Cong Ru looked at the devastated scene. After so many days of work, most of the people were not in a good mood. There were also many people who rested and drank water after work, and they were all waiting for the next step.He looked back at He Songyu standing behind him, "Okay, then let's go tomorrow."

"Not tomorrow, but tonight."

Cong Ru was shocked by He Songyu's resolute actions. They were picked up by the car arranged in advance as soon as they got off the mountain. They went back to the hotel in the city to freshen up, rested for half an hour, had something to eat, and went to Airport.

The group slept comfortably for two hours on the plane, and when they woke up, they had already arrived in Nanshi, returning to their hometown, and it seemed like a dream.

Zhou Yang came to pick him up, Li Hui rushed up and jumped on him, there was a lot of movement, He Songyu was probably afraid of being ashamed, so he pulled Cong Ru away first, Ming Zi'an made a joke and hurriedly followed.

After getting into the car, several people felt relaxed after a disaster. Although Cong Ru was not in danger there, it seemed that he had encountered He Songyu, and his bones were lazy in the car.

He Songyu: "Go down."

Ming Zi'an: "Don't bring such a thing, throw it away after you use it when you cross the river and tear down the bridge, does he know how you pull up the ruthless Cong Ru?"

He Songyu: "You get in another car."

Ming Zian didn't want to move when he came up, "No, I don't mind being squeezed."

He Songyu: "I mind."

Li Hui has already rolled to another car consciously, sitting in the back seat and beckoning to Ming Zi'an, "Come on, Brother Ming, the boss and the boss's wife must be rushing back to pick up the eldest lady, come here, we will take you home first See wife and kids."

Ming Zi'an still doesn't know why He Songyu and Cong Ru gave birth to a daughter. Cong Ru said that he gave birth to it, but Ming Zi'an didn't believe it at all, and wondered if Cong Ru had it with another woman. He Songyu Knowing that I don't mind, I recognized the child.But his idea was dispelled as soon as he showed his face, even he couldn't convince himself that He Songyu would be the kind of person who would be generous and give others children.

Ming Zi'an scratched his head and lungs in thought, but the two were saying the same thing, he was speechless, it couldn't have just come out of one of them.

He Songyu's attitude made him disbelieve, he raised his chin, Ming Zi'an opened the car door and slid down, leaning on the door frame and saying, "When will I see the child?"

He Songyu promised him, "At the Hundred Days Banquet."

Ming Zi'an saw that he was hiding things tightly, so he didn't chase after him any more, "Okay." He rushed into it and softened into a puddle of mud, and the extremely lazy Cong Ru smiled, "Madam boss—"

Cong Ru stretched out his middle finger in response.

Ming Zi'an slammed the door vigorously, laughed and got into another car, "Let's go."

Cong Ru looked at He Songyu quietly and said, "Aren't you going to clean it up?"

He Songyu knew why and asked, "What is the rectification?"

Cong Ru snorted weakly, "You pretend to be a fart."

He Songyu looked incomprehensible, without Ming Zi'an who insisted on being squeezed together with them, the back seat was extremely spacious, Cong Ru leaned back with a big horse, and yawned.

Zhou Yang observed through the rearview mirror, and found that the relationship between Mr. Cong and his boss seemed to have improved after this trip. It wasn't bad before.The situation is different, just like an unripe melon, which looks round on the outside, but the flesh inside is not yet ripe.

It feels different now. Now both the appearance and the inside are just right. Maybe he pays more attention. In the mirror, He Songyu's gaze is looking at him. Cong Ru is asleep again, leaning on him. He Songyu's shoulder, the other party helped him adjust his posture so that Cong Ru could sleep better.

Zhou Yang said in a low voice: "Boss, you and Mr. Cong both look thinner after coming back this time."

He Songyu's eyes fell on Cong Ru's face naturally, he didn't pay much attention to himself, but said: "He has lost weight."

Zhou Yang said: "After confirming that the contact was interrupted and we couldn't reach you, we received news of a serious disaster in the local area. Later, I notified Mr. Cong."

He Songyu turned his eyes away from Cong Ru's face at this time, and looked at Zhou Yang who was driving. He told the story of Cong Ru not responding at first that day, and then called a second time to scold him, "It was that day In the evening, Mr. Cong said that he would also go to find you with our people, and told me to send him there, otherwise you will sue me when you come back."

At this time Zhou Yang smiled wryly.

He Songyu's heart was growing sideways, he stroked the hair next to Cong Ru's ear, "What else did he say?"

Zhou Yang: "Let me pick him up early the next morning. Mr. Cong sent the young lady to the family named Pang and then left."

"The way to the airport is the same as now, with dark circles under my eyes, and I fell asleep from exhaustion."

Cong Ru woke up and found that the car had already entered the alley. He Songyu was standing outside under the street lamp, talking to someone, and Zhou Yang was also inside.Cong Ru took a closer look and recognized that the other was Pang Demei.He Songyu would smoke and smoke with others, Cong Ru was surprised and opened the car window at the same time, He Songyu, Pang Demei and the others looked over together.

Cong Ru lay on the car window, stretched her neck and poked her head out, talking lazily, "What are you talking about, why don't you wake me up."

Pang Demei first agreed: "People say that you have worked hard these few days, so I can't bear to wake you up and let you sleep more, what will happen?"

Cong Ru couldn't help but look at He Songyu. Under the street lamp, his face was filled with mysterious tenderness in the smoke, and he responded to Pang Demei embarrassedly, "Yes, yes, you are right. I fell asleep this time, come back I'm afraid the family is very energetic."

Pang Demei smoked a cigarette, waved his hand to open the moths flying in the air, and said vaguely: "I'll make some food for you, you bring them in, sit anywhere in the room, take it easy... Both babies are sleeping gone."

Cong Ru said, "No need..."

Pang Demei went to get food regardless.

Cong Ru had no choice but to open the door and go down, stretched at the door, and suddenly stood in front of He Songyu refreshed, raised his chin, and signaled with a haughty expression, "Go in and have a meeting."

He Songyu took his hand naturally, "Yes."

Cong Ru: "..."

"Miaomiao is in my room." Sister-in-law Xiaolan said softly, "Go and see for yourself, just keep your voice down." She is not tall, so she wanted to raise her head to talk to them, but when she lowered her head, she saw He Songyu and Cong Ru holding hands. He clasped his hands, smiled at them ambiguously, and went to the kitchen to help Pang Demei.

Cong Ru was embarrassed at first, but then the pot broke and he couldn't get rid of He Songyu.

The two stood in the bedroom, each staring at the blushing little daughter sleeping on the small bed, Cong Ru showed off to He Songyu in a low voice, "See, the pillow I slept on, my clothes."

Miao Miao's pillow next to Cong Ru's was good, but the clothes, He Songyu said, belonged to him.

Cong Ru argued with him, "You must be dazzled, these are obviously my clothes."

He Songyu was relatively calm: "Take a closer look."

Some of his and Cong Ru's clothes are similar in color, but some of He Songyu's clothes are custom-made by a tailor. The buttons and stitching patterns are not the same. He Songyu is used to wearing them, and he can tell at a glance that the clothes are similar in color Yes, but the details are very different.

His daughter slept in his clothes.

He knew that Cong Ru was stronger in this area so he didn't argue with him, but let him see for himself, otherwise it would appear that he had no place in his daughter's heart. He didn't ask too much, as long as Miao Miao knew that he was her father.

Cong Ru was afraid of waking the child up, so as long as he carefully distinguished it with his eyes, he said softly with a stinky face: "Then they must have taken it wrong, it is your clothes, it is your clothes, and there are buttons under it, Miao Miao will definitely not be able to sleep well. Comfortable. Pillows are better."

The point is the latter sentence.

He Songyu is now what he says, "Well, yours is good."

Cong Ru punched the cotton, feeling that he was competing for favor with He Songyu, so he could only sulk.

"Miao Miao remembers the smell of mother."

Cong Tongsheng, on the other hand, can indeed be called her mother, but she still feels shy when He Songyu says it out, "Mom, mom..."

Miao Miao, with her pacifier in her mouth, moved a bit on the small bed, and rubbed against the pillow. Cong Ru thought she had woken her up, so she immediately fell silent. The two of them stared at the child sleeping for a while, even if they didn't do anything. I also felt relish, and finally left the bedroom under the reminder of Mrs. Xiaolan.

"We'll go back after dinner."

Cong Ru said with a little apology and gratitude: "I'm bothering my sister-in-law these days."

He Songyu also said: "Sister-in-law has worked hard."

The chopsticks in Cong Ru's hand were almost scared off at the dinner table, and Mrs. Xiao Lan stopped serving them dishes. She didn't expect that He Songyu would follow Cong Ru's yelling like that, as if they really became a couple. like.

"It's okay, it's okay, why are you being so polite." She said shyly, "You go back tonight, where is the child?"

He Songyu looked at Cong Ru and let him make the decision.

Cong Ru: "Go back with us too. I haven't seen her for a long time. I miss her a lot. I went to see her just now. Sister-in-law, you took good care of her. She has gained weight."

"That's right, whether she cries or not, she won't let go of eating and drinking. If you let her go to me for another month or two, I can raise her up for you."

Miao Miao was born prematurely, and is much smaller than normal full-term babies.

Now she looks fatter, but in fact she is still small, her face is about the size of a small sparrow's palm.

After eating, Cong Ru and He Songyu took Miao Miao away, and the child was held in Cong Ru's arms, sleeping soundly without being awakened.

When Cong Ru opened his eyes the next day after going back, he found that the child woke up earlier than him, and He Songyu in the room seemed to be making milk powder for the child.

"Miaomiao."

Seeing that she had been looking at him, Cong Ru called her to see if she still remembered him.

As soon as he made a sound, He Songyu looked back, then looked at the video on his phone, took a thermometer to test the temperature of the water, and continued to make milk.

Cong Ru didn't expect her baby to know people at such a young age. He just started calling her, but Miao Miao didn't respond until Cong Ru persisted in saying her nickname and played with her for a while. The toothless mouth smiled sweetly at Cong Ru.

Cong Ru's heart was about to melt from the laughter, and he picked her up from the bed, keeping his hands on the child, and wholeheartedly being his daughter's licking dog, "What kind of baby are we Miaomiao, we are fairies from heaven and earth who came to the world to enjoy happiness."

He chattered non-stop, and He Songyu, who was sitting on the sofa making milk, looked at him several times.

Cong Ru: "Is the milk powder ready? Don't starve us Miao Miao."

He Songyu looked at his daughter, she was already eating her hand, Cong Ru gently moved her hand away from her mouth.

"All right."

"come here quickly."

Cong Ru urged, He Songyu went over with the milk bottle, Cong Ru put all his attention on his daughter, but forgot to care about He Songyu's heroic posture of making milk powder.His tall figure stood in front of him, his upper body, clavicle and pectoral muscles were exposed in front of Cong Ru's eyes, his lower body was wearing a pair of pajama pants, and he was barefoot, probably Miao Miao was hungry when he woke up, He Songyu didn't bother to put on his shoes in a hurry .

What are you doing so glamorous in the morning, He Songyu is like a piece of meat, so Cong Ru couldn't help but care about him, and hugged her daughter again, not wanting to be distracted, "Go away, go away, you are blocking the light."

He Songyu: "No."

He was like a piece of meat dropped beside him, exuding a mouth-watering aroma, Cong Ru managed to regain his composure and looked down, "Honey, why don't you drink the milk powder your dad made for you?"

He Songyu was obviously pleased by his "Your Dad", and moved closer to Cong Ru, standing next to him, and Cong Ru sat on the edge of the window, he could touch He Songyu's face just by turning his head. The arms and tongue can lick the well-defined chest muscles.

"What's wrong with Miao Miao, isn't she hungry?" Cong Ru's eyes flickered, deliberately ignoring He Songyu who was showing off his figure in front of him, staring at his neck and talking, and then found that He Songyu's Adam's apple was so sexy that he wanted to bite it go up.

He Songyu looked at his daughter. She was held in Cong Ru's arms, and she seemed not at all interested in the bottle being fed to her mouth.

Cong Ru tried it several times, but Miao Miao was very resistant to the milk powder that was fed to her. She was already annoyed at the back, she pouted her small mouth, and looked at Cong Ru as if she was going to cry or not. As long as he continued, she would be able to cry in the next moment. cry.

Cong Ru: "What's going on, isn't the milk powder you made bad? No, it's from my sister-in-law. I wasn't here a few days ago, so she drank this too."

He Songyu seemed to have figured it out, "Yes, you're back."

Cong Ru stared at him and asked, "What do you mean?"

He Songyu said meaningfully: "Before you left, Miao Miao drank your milk every day. She probably knew you were back, so she didn't want to drink the powdered milk. There is no problem with the powdered milk, but she herself has the problem."

He Songyu and his daughter looked at each other, Miao Miao was grabbing his hands again, after being caught by Cong Ru, she rubbed against his chest.

He Songyu saw it and said, "Look, she misses your tits."

Cong Ru was always squeezed into a feeding bottle before, and Miao Miao did not have such a strong awareness of recognizing people at that time, and she would not be picky and resistant to the taste of the milk that was fed to her mouth.

This time is different, she has a strong desire to drink the previous taste.

If she didn't get what she wanted, her anxious little face would turn red, and Cong Ru couldn't bear to see her like this, with a hungry daughter in her arms and her father staring at her beside her.

Cong Ru felt like a sheep being surrounded.

He Songyu sat down next to him leisurely, admiring his embarrassment, and urged, "Miao Miao is hungry."

He was waiting for Cong Ru to lift up his clothes on the spot.

Unhurriedly advised him to accept his fate, "You see, she can't wait."

"Hey."