It's hard to be a stepmother

The next day was work time again, Huo Baize and I were left at home again, so we had a quarrel.He may be anxious because of what I said yesterday. He doesn't know what divorce is. He just remembers that I will give birth to a younger sister in the second half. Prettier than him, better-behaved than him, he also got angry and let me go.

I sat in a steady state, probably because he couldn't drive me away from words, so he took action.

Just like now, he drew a big turtle on my script, and the turtle on the cover doesn't affect my reading of the content, so I don't care about him.

Probably because I ignored the tortoise, he was a bit reconciled, he peeked at me from time to time, and I didn’t leave, just sat on the sofa with him, this is my job, and that’s what I understand. of.

Although Steward Yu and Sister Wang Ma and Sister Chen wanted to play with the child, they also had jobs, and they were much different in age from Huo Baize, who was extremely boring.

He drove a small car from one end to the other, and then ran to my side, bumped me once, this small car was a toy car, it couldn't hit me, and instead scattered all the building blocks pulled in the car.

I told him: "You play with building blocks for a while, and write big characters for a while."

He asked me back: "Aren't you playing?"

I shook my head. His car toys are all for children. I have never played with them before, and now I don’t have the heart to play. I have to continue to read my script. The screenwriter of this script did not indicate too much. I need to express a little bit of the original work about the characters' personalities and emotions during the performance.

I was already facial paralyzed and lacking in emotion. If I don't properly alienate the emotional clues, my acting skills will be worrying.And this drama still has a lot of old drama elements. If I can't act well, the contrast will be very obvious.

I'm not that kind of talented actor, so I can only work hard.

I was writing my notes on the table next to the sofa, and Huo Baize was playing with his building blocks, but he got tired of playing for a while, because his father told him that Wang Ma should not spoil him and pack up the toys for him. After playing, you must clean up by yourself.

So Wang Ma stood watching and occasionally reminded him: "There is one missing over there."

This is the same as a supervisor, Huo Baize got under the table and took out the toy, put it away hastily, and didn't want to play anymore, he stood next to me and asked me: "What are you writing about?"

I said to him, "write."

He said oh, and I glanced at him: "You should also write your big characters? Or have you finished writing?"

In addition to not coddling him anymore, his father also arranged a calligraphy class for him to exercise his patience, but Huo Baize lacked this, so when he heard me say this homework, Xiao Baozi's face immediately wrinkled, and I Judging by his expression, I knew he didn't write, so I licked the corner of my mouth at him: "Your father is about to leave work."

I glanced at the time and his time: "It's four o'clock now."

Huo Baize raised his fist angrily at me. He was not as tall as I was sitting, so I wrapped his little fist and said to him: "There is still an hour, you should not be beaten when you write now."

He was angry at me and left, Wang Ma who was waiting on the side smiled and shook her head at me: "Sorry Mr. Xiao, he is a bit naughty. Please bear with me."

It's been like this every day in recent days, the chickens are flying like dogs, Wang Ma followed behind and apologized to me, I smiled at her: "It's okay, he's still young."

After Wang Ma nodded to me again, she went to the kitchen to get busy. Huo Hanchuan really had to get off work.

After I put away my script, I also went for a run in the room. Except for going to the Muay Thai gym to practice boxing three days a week, I would run at home at other times. I also need to keep fit and maintain my most basic appearance.

There is no such thing as freedom in this world. I don't need to write anymore, but I also want to do other things.

After running for half an hour, I took a shower and came out. When I was about to continue reading my script, I realized that my script was all black, including the places I wrote. Who did it.I obviously put it away, but this little guy found it.

"Huo Baize, come here, I'll count to 3, 1...2..." He lay on the stairs and made a face at me, he didn't know that my hands were cracking.This time is different from putting salt in my cup in the past. It took me two days to write this script.

After I shouted "3", I strode over to catch him. No matter how excited he was, his short legs were no match for me. I caught him in a few steps, lifted him to the sofa, and Huo Baize kicked him Hit: "Let go of me! What are you doing!"

I beat him before, and I didn't treat him well, so when I caught him, he howled loudly and kicked his calves hard. I pressed his back with one hand, and showed him my script with the other: " Did you draw this?"

He didn't become enemies with me once or twice, so he admitted very simply: "Yes, it's me! What can you do to me!"

Just admit it, and I asked him again: "Why did you paint me?"

Ask the reason before the fight, otherwise others will say that I treated him harshly.

Huo Baize glared at me angrily this time: "Because I don't want to see you! You leave my house! You are not my mother! I don't want you to have a younger sister!"

There were tears in his eyes, obviously he did something wrong, but he felt wronged.

He thought he could make me go away in anger. What children think is simple, they think that if they get angry, they can pat my ass and leave. If it was that simple, there would be no need for marriage, and no need for checks and balances.There is no need for all kinds of calculations, all kinds of planning, pre-marriage planning, post-marriage planning, his father and I got a marriage certificate, and what we can sign is a contract.

I looked at the tears in Huo Baize's eyes and there was some sarcasm in his eyes. According to his father's words in the greenhouse that day, it will take some time for the Huo family and the Xiao family to check and balance.

As long as we can keep each other in check and make use of each other, our marriage will be solid, because fame, power, and money are more stable than love.It is also more straightforward than love, and everything can be clearly stated in a contract.

So I'm afraid I won't be able to leave in a short time, so I told Huo Baize: "Then you may have to live with me for a while longer."

My words were indifferent and without any emotion, just stating a fact, so Huo Baize began to flutter again: "Then you don't want to be in our house, I will paint all your things for you!"

I put the script aside, pressed his back with one hand, and started playing with the other.

I know that every time he resists, he misses and defends his mother, but because of this, he should be properly educated.You can't take revenge on others because of your own emotions.

The little guy's butt is quite strong, but he can't stand the beating, and he cried loudly within a few times, only howling, but no tears. Wang Ma and Steward Yu were originally on the sidelines, but now it's a bit embarrassing, because Huo Hanchuan is back.

Huo Baize cried even louder when he came back, and the cry of "Dad" made his lungs crack.

"what happened?"

Huo Hanchuan had just come back, and he heard this sound as soon as he entered the house, so he couldn't hold back and walked over.Although he pressed his steps, there was no anxious expression on his face, but his eyes were looking directly at me, although there was nothing in his eyes.

My hand was still on Huo Baize's waist, so I retracted it and stood up: "He scribbled my notes." I told the truth.

Huo Hanchuan looked at Huo Baize who was struggling to sit up on the sofa this time: "Really?"

Huo Baize shouted loudly: "Yes! I don't want him in our house, I don't want him!"

That's right, this kid is good at that, he dares to act.

But his father lifted him up from the sofa and said to him, "Then you should hit him. You should apologize to Uncle Xiao first."

Huo Baize also patted him: "I don't apologize! He hit me! My mother never hit me!"

I watched Huo Hanchuan tighten his arms slightly: "Apologize."

His attitude was very clear. Huo Baize looked at him aggrievedly, and tears rolled down his face. I just hit him, but he didn't even cry. He wiped his face indiscriminately, and shouted with sobs: "I want to go back to grandma's house." , you are not good to me, you are not good to me after you married him, I want to find me... Mom."

He was hiccupping from crying behind him, I saw Huo Hanchuan's back was stiff, my hands trembled slightly on his back, and then I gently stroked him, probably trying to ease his choking back .

I put away the script on the table and said to him, "I'm sorry."

I went upstairs first.I know that I shouldn't discipline him. Although I am his partner in name, who cares about his children, I can beat them myself, but others can't.

I've always understood it, I just couldn't help it for a while.

What I hate the most in my life are children, those children who rely on someone to back them up and run amok.

But I am such an adult, why should I be angry with a child, am I still a three-year-old child?At critical moments, I am impatient, irrational, unable to restrain my emotions, and have not made any progress for so many years.

Suppressing the restlessness in my heart, I went into my study and found a new script. I had prepared several scripts. In fact, I was already mentally prepared for the protracted battle with him, but I still couldn't hold back.

I spread out the script, rewrote it, and wrote it down before I had forgotten it all.

After I wrote a few pages, Wang Ma came up and asked me to eat. I had only written a small part, but I couldn’t remember it. I was a little annoyed, so I told her: "Wang Ma, eat, I am not hungry."

Wang Ma smiled apologetically at me: "Mr. Xiao, Mr. Huo asked me to treat you to dinner. Don't be angry. Ozawa has already recovered and said he wants to apologize to you."

Huo Baize apologized to me?I'm afraid it was forced again.

Wang Ma smiled and said to me again: "Skipping meals at night is not good for your health, you should eat more."

Wang Ma has always been very kind to me, and I can't bother her to make me supper at night because of my own irritability.I can't just hide from a fight with a child and wait for someone to come and apologize to me.

When I went downstairs, Huo Baize had stopped crying. He was sitting on his father's lap. His eyelashes trembled when he saw me coming. Children's eyelashes are quite long, and they feel even longer after crying. , a few strands stuck together, like an ink painting.

Huo Hanchuan stretched out his hand towards me, and I sat across from him. After seeing me sitting down, he patted Huo Baize's back lightly: "What did I just say?"

Huo Baize finally lifted his eyelashes and looked at me. Those black grape-like eyes were shining like stars in the dark night. He opened his mouth to me: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have painted your notes."

I looked at him for a while and nodded: "It's okay, I shouldn't hit you, I'm sorry."

The corner of his mouth twitched several times, wanting to cry, but he held back, making a four-year-old child so wronged, I felt like there was a needle on the stool sitting here, I lowered my head and started eating.

Huo Hanchuan was probably looking at me, his gaze was so deep that there was a real touch, but I didn't want to talk, and I had nothing to say.So he didn't look up, and didn't meet his eyes.

After looking at me for a while, he probably didn't see anything, so he stopped looking at me, put Huo Baize on the dining chair next to him, and handed him a spoon: "Let's eat."

He put vegetables for him on his special plate. There was everything, including a piece of vegetable cake. Huo Baize muttered, "I don't want to eat this."

Huo Hanchuan only said in a low voice, "I need to eat them all."

He blinked and suddenly pointed at me: "He never eats."

I glanced at him and thought it was a little funny, the kid just doesn't hold grudges, just now he cried like that and wanted to be at odds with me, now he has paid attention to what I don't eat.If I hadn't been hard-hearted, I would have been moved.

I don't eat vegetable cakes because I eat vegetable salad, no vegetables with sauce, no oil and no taste.I would like to trade it with him. The vegetable pancake Wang Ma makes is so pretty, I think it is crispy and delicious when I look at it.

When I was thinking this way, Huo Hanchuan took a piece of vegetable cake and put it on the plate in front of me: "Is it okay to eat less? You are already very thin."

He is like a parent with two children. He persuaded one and then the other, trying his best to reconcile the two. I glanced at him and realized his embarrassment, so I nodded to him: "Thanks."

Huo Hanchuan only said in a low voice: "Eat quickly."

I lowered my head to eat the vegetable cake he held, and Huo Baize stared at me, waiting to see if I would really eat it, so he curled his lips and started eating.

I didn't eat or sleep, and because of the unhappiness before the meal, the meal was very silent, so I ate very fast. After the meal, I went upstairs to continue writing my script.

Huo Hanchuan put Huo Baize to sleep around 9 o'clock, and came into the study to see me: "Do you want to rewrite it?"

I nodded, and he was silent for a moment and said, "Do you need my help?"

I glanced at him, he really wanted to help me, he came to apologize for his son, but it’s really unnecessary, it’s his help that I got this script, I know it’s because of him In terms of face, even though he hasn't invested yet, I didn't tell him about the show. When I got it, I didn't have his investment. If I mentioned it, it would be like asking him for money, and now it's even more unnecessary.

So I shook my head: "It's okay, I'm almost done."

The second time I wrote it was faster than the first time. If I hadn't beaten Huo Baize, I should have thanked him, because of him, I was much more familiar with it the second time.

Huo Hanchuan sat down opposite me: "Then you write."

He said he took a book from my bookshelf, and he wanted to wait for me here.

I thought about how busy he was almost always in the study these days and didn't dare to bother him, so I told him: "No need, just go and get busy."

Huo Hanchuan just smiled: "I'll accompany you."

Is he not busy?going to sleep?

I stood up: "It's okay to write again tomorrow, don't worry."

"Aren't you in a hurry?" He asked me the time, I took him to be polite.

Anyway, I haven't filmed it yet, and besides, even if it is filmed tomorrow, it has nothing to do with going to bed tonight.I nodded to him: "Don't worry, I'm going to take a shower."

I didn't look at him again, although his eyes were deep and complicated, and there was inquiry in them.

I think there should be nothing to explore in my performance these days. It doesn’t matter whether I know the truth or not. There is no difference.

I have such an expressionless face, so he probably didn't see anything. After a while, he nodded: "Okay."

In the evening, he didn’t do much, it was over once, let me rest early, and put his arms around my waist lightly, I felt that he was making up for it, because it was different from the way he was imprisoned in the past. It was completely different, I didn't make any response, closed my eyes, and pretended to be asleep.