The cute cub is weak and helpless, and does not want to become popular [Entertainment Circle]

When Xiao Ke left the office, she felt that Ye Nanzhou was a little weird, as if something was wrong emotionally.

But he couldn't say why, so he could only go to work first.

Ye Nanzhou sat alone on the office chair, picked up the blank photo frame on the table, his fingers nervously ran across the sharp edges, and pressed them hard into his fingertips.

The string of numbers inside is close to the specific date when Xiao Ke said "Xiao Lotus was sent to the orphanage".

Only a week before and after.

And Xiao Ke said that Xiao Ou should have been born prematurely. When he first went to the orphanage, he was weak and sick. It almost made everyone think that he would not survive the spring of that year.

When Ye Nanzhou went to Lantian Orphanage for the first time, he heard Grandpa Chen mention the time when Xiaoou was sent to the orphanage, and it was just a coincidence.

Because he never doubted Ye Jianping's words.

In other words, he never speculated his father in the worst direction of human nature.

He broke a rib in that car accident, and the child was stillborn, which was so logical that people could not doubt it.

So when he woke up and found out that the child was gone, apart from the pain, he had no energy left to think about whether Ye Jianping would lie to him.

At that time, there were so many doctors operating on him, and so many nurses going in and out of the nursing ward, no one ever told him——

Your child didn't die, he was just sent away.

Ye Nanzhou knew that there was a lot of malice in this world, but he never dared to imagine that the most profound and heart-wrenching malice came from the only relative in the world.

His father.

Ye Nanzhou picked up the phone several times and put it down again.

He knew very well that if Ye Jianping really made the move to send his child away, it would be impossible for him to admit it on the phone.

Moreover, whether Ye Jianping admits it is meaningless.

When Xiao Ding knocked on the door and entered, he heard the sound of the chair being pushed in the office was extremely harsh.

He saw Ye Nanzhou stand up, looking as if he was about to go out immediately.

"Brother Zhou, is there a meeting?"

"You are in charge, I have to go out." Ye Nanzhou quickly patted Xiaoding on the shoulder, "I should come back later. If there is something to do, call."

"You just came back and went out again?" Xiao Ding just said a few words and realized that Ye Nanzhou's face was very unusual, "Is something wrong, Brother Zhou? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Ye Nanzhou's footsteps paused slightly, his pale face made his eyes extremely dark, as if he was hiding countless things on his mind, but it was hard to tell others.

"It's okay, just take care of yourself."

Xiao Ding didn't dare to keep him, he seemed really anxious.

And it was an irresistible event, otherwise, with Ye Nanzhou's character, it would be impossible for him to be so emotional.

Could it be that Taili is about to change?

Director Shen is really going to be removed, and Vice-Tai Chen is going to take over immediately?

Xiao Ding suppressed the wild thoughts in his head, glanced at the colleagues who came into the meeting room one after another, and told himself calmly: You must pay attention to the program, and there must be no mistakes, and you must not let Mr. Chen come to find fault Chance.

Blue Sky Orphanage.

Xiao Ou was playing a game of chasing each other with Tang Tang, the two ran around the house, sweating profusely all morning.

Grandma Chen was sitting on the porch, peeling a pot of broad beans in her hand, and yelled for him to rest for a while: "Is it hot, little lotus root? It should be hot too."

She is going to fry some crispy broad bean petals for a while, and let the children drink it with white porridge in the morning.

One person and one dog were having fun, but there was no reply.

Grandma Chen heard some noises, looked across the yard, and saw a white car outside the iron railing of the gate from a distance.

She stood up and squinted.

After seeing clearly the appearance of the person in white clothes and black trousers who got out of the car, Grandma Chen raised her voice into the room: "Xiao Ou, your Uncle Ye is here."

"Ah!" Xiao Ou exclaimed, trotting out from the corner all the way, bangs flying in the air and splitting.

Ye Nanzhou looked at the little cutie who was flying towards him, and his emotions were so agitated that he couldn't describe it. He hardly knew how he drove to the orphanage trembling all over.

He even forgot to send over the special products by the way.

Now he just wants to see Xiao Ou as quickly as possible, to confirm that Xiao Ou really exists in his life.

Ye Nanzhou opened the blue iron door, bent down, and took the pounced cutie firmly into his arms: "Little lotus root, uncle is here..."

He was so choked up that he couldn't even say a word, "Come to give you a haircut."

He rubbed Xiao Ou's warm forehead, "Xiao Ou missed Uncle, didn't he?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Ou put her arms around her uncle's shoulders and neck tightly, and rubbed her face hard, "Uncle came so fast! Uncle is so kind."

And the uncle is too smart, when he heard Xiao Ou said that he wanted to cut his hair, he knew that Xiao Ou missed him.

Xiaoou likes Uncle Ye so much.

Ye Nanzhou controlled his emotions and tried to make himself look as usual, otherwise he was afraid of scaring Xiao Ou.

He hugged Xiaoou and walked in, and greeted Grandma Chen who was down the corridor with a smile.

Trying to make everything look like it always has.

But Grandma Chen has long been wondering, don't you want to go to work today?Why did you come in the morning?

And still come to cut Xiaolian's hair?

This……

Grandma Chen didn't want to understand.

However, she is a reassuring person, if she can't figure it out, she won't think about it.

Anyway, he just knew from the bottom of his heart that Ye Nanzhou was good to Xiao Ou.

Grandma Chen cleaned up the peeled broad beans, and said with a smile: "Xiaoye, you should trim the nape of Xiaoou's neck, it's a little longer and tie her neck. The bangs should also be shortened, the eyebrows are almost covered, it's too long Not good for eyes."

She turned around to prepare tools for washing and repairing hair, etc.

On weekdays, the children in the orphanage are all cut by Grandpa and Grandma Chen. The tools are simple but complete.

After hearing this, Xiao Ou pointed to Uncle Ye's short hair: "But Xiao Ou likes Uncle Ye's hair, can't you make it like this?"

He squinted his eyes, a little tangled.

Ye Nanzhou's hairstyle is quite ordinary, that is, the popular short haircut at three to seven centimeters, with a slightly long bang on one side hanging down at the tip of his eyebrows.

He put his arms around Xiao Ou and said, "But uncle likes Xiao Ou's hair."

"Is that so?" Xiao Ou pursed her lips and smiled, "Then Xiao Ou's hair shouldn't be so short."

I hope my uncle likes it even more.

Ye Nanzhou's eyes were full of tenderness, and he took the initiative to touch his soft face.

Xiao Ou rested his small arm on Uncle Ye's shoulder. He felt that Uncle Ye was doing well today.

Grandma Chen took the tools and hot water out, and asked Ye Nanzhou to cut by the pool under the corridor.

This is a sink for washing clothes, and there is a cement laundry stand next to it.

Xiao Ou took the initiative to direct: "Xiao Ou sits here, and uncle stands here."

When Grandpa Chen had his hair cut, they sat like this, and when the hair was cut, they fell into the sink, which was easier to clean up.

Ye Nanzhou helped Xiao Ou wash his hair first. He has no experience in washing hair for such a young child, so he asked Grandma Chen to help.

Grandma Chen said with a smile: "It's okay, our little lotus root is very good, every time I wash my hair, it is very quiet, right?"

Some children are afraid of water flowing into their eyes, or simply hate dirty water flowing over their cheeks, or are afraid of water, so washing their hair is a very troublesome thing.

But Xiao Ou watched her brothers and sisters wash their hair since she was a child, and always felt that bending over to wash their hair was a very simple matter, and she no longer hated or feared even small things.

"Yeah~" Xiao Ou raised a smiling face, "Today, Xiao Ou will be very obedient."

Uncle Ye washed his hair~

happy~

Ye Nanzhou asked Xiao Lotus to test the temperature of the water with his small hands, and after confirming that there was no problem, he began to wash his hair.

Xiao Ou bent forward and stretched her slender white neck, grabbed Uncle Ye's clothes with her small hands, closed her eyes An Anxin, and tried her best to cooperate with Uncle Ye's gentle movements.

Ye Nanzhou gently wet Xiaolian's soft hair with a towel: "Xiaolian, if you feel uncomfortable, tell uncle."

Xiao Lotus nodded. He held a dry towel in his other small hand. If water accidentally seeped into his eyes, he would gently rub it himself.

Grandma Chen looked at the side for a while, then said: "Xiaoye, I'll make lunch, you can eat here at noon."

But Ye Nanzhou didn't seem to hear it, and his side face looked extremely focused and serious, for fear of hurting Xiaoou.

Grandma Chen thought Ye Nanzhou was really strange today, she turned her head and walked along the corridor to the kitchen, when she was about to turn a corner, she paused and looked over.

There seemed to be tears running down Ye Nanzhou's face, and the tears glistened in his eyes.

Grandma Chen's heart was shocked. She thought she was presbyopic, so she wiped her eyes and looked over again. Ye Nanzhou seemed to be talking to Xiao Ou with a smile.

Grandma Chen walked into the kitchen slowly, shaking her head, why is Xiaoye crying in broad daylight?

Her eyes are getting more and more useless recently.

But Grandma Chen didn't notice that Ye Nanzhou's left arm shirt was wet.

It was the tears he just raised his hand to wipe away.

Xiaolian's hair was very clean, and it was washed quickly. The wet black hair stuck to her forehead, making her skin whiter and tenderer, as if a piece of suet jade had been dotted with ink.

Ye Nanzhou couldn't bear it, and leaned forward to touch the cute face with his face: "Little lotus's face is so soft."

"Yeah!" Xiao Ou pinched her own face with her thumb and index finger, and then pinched Uncle Ye's, "Uncle is soft too."

Ye Nanzhou's nose was sore, he held back his tears, slowly brushed his fine hair, and combed it well with a comb.He has no experience in cutting other people's hair, so just like Grandma Chen said, he needs to deal with the back of the neck and bangs a little.

The long haircut scissors reflected the silver light, Xiao Ou raised her head and said, "Uncle, Xiao Ou won't move around."

He hoped that his uncle could cut his hair with confidence.

"Okay, uncle knows that Xiaoou is very good and cooperative." Ye Nanzhou said, he wrapped the cloth around Xiaoou's neck, told Xiaoou what to repair, and then started to do it.

When the smooth edges of the scissors brushed against his neck coolly, Xiao Lotus couldn't help shrunk his shoulders and recovered quickly.

Ye Nanzhou moved very slowly, as if he had never been so gentle before.

The nape of the neck was already trimmed neatly, but Ye Nanzhou trimmed it up a little along the edge, and then switched to the bangs on his forehead.

Facing Xiaoou's innocent and pure eyes, Ye Nanzhou's heart shook, and he smiled and said, "Xiaoou's hair is wet, and his head looks so round."

Xiaolian held his right hand with his left hand hidden under the apron, and played in circles: "Hey, yes. Grandpa said that Xiaolian can go to the temple to be a young monk, if he doesn't have hair."

I don't know what touched Ye Nanzhou, the emotions that he had recovered a little earlier surged up again, and the corners of his eyes were already red.

"Uncle? What's the matter with you?" Xiao Ou poked out her small hand from below and held Uncle Ye's left wrist, "Are you sad?"

what happened?

Is uncle upset about cutting Xiaolian's hair?

Xiao Ou couldn't figure it out, but her heart was in a mess, and she was worried and didn't know what to do.

He didn't want his uncle to be unhappy.

Ye Nanzhou stroked the child's wet hair: "It's not that I'm sad, but I'm happy to see Xiaolian living so well here. Uncle is...very moved."

He was so incoherent for the first time.

Ye Nanzhou hurriedly said, "Close your eyes, Xiaoou, uncle will cut your bangs."

Xiao Ou stretched out her hand again and grabbed Uncle Ye's shirt: "Uncle, don't have red eyes, Xiao Ou will be sad."

He pointed to the position of his heart, "It hurts."

Ye Nanzhou frowned, he was afraid that his tears would fall and frighten Xiao Ou. "Okay, okay, Uncle feels that Xiao Ou cares about Uncle. Thank you Xiao Ou."

Only then did Xiao Ou close her eyes: "Uncle, cut it off." After speaking, she bit her lower lip and raised her head, innocent and cute.

Ye Nanzhou put one hand on Xiaolian's eyebrows, put the hair on his hand, and then dared to stretch out the scissors, cutting it almost every few millimeters.

The broken hair fell into the palm of his hand, and his fingers were slightly curled up, as if he was reluctant to let Xiaolian's hair fall.

After fixing it, the hair is almost dry too.

Ye Nanzhou took a small mirror to shine in front of Xiaolian: "Xiaolian, take a look, can you?"

In fact, it is shortened at the original position, not a brand new shape.

But Xiao Ou is still very happy to gesture to the position of the bangs: "Well, Xiao Ou likes it."

His little head twisted left and right, very satisfied, "The head has become lighter, uncle."

"Really?" Ye Nanzhou touched the back of his round head.

Grandma Chen came out and said, "Have you finished cutting it? Xiaoye, let me clean it up."

"No, I'll do it." Ye Nanzhou brushed off the broken hair on Xiaolian's body, and stood on the concrete platform with Xiaolian in his arms.

Xiao Ou knelt down and pulled the apron in his hand: "Uncle, Xiao Ou knows how to fold this, let Xiao Ou help you."

"Yeah." Ye Nanzhou cleaned up the hair on the apron and handed it to Xiaolian.

Xiaolian threw the apron on the wide cement board and slowly folded it into a square.

Grandma Chen helped put away scissors, mirrors and other tools, while Ye Nanzhou cleaned up the pool.

As soon as the little lotus root was folded, Uncle Ye hugged her whole. He smiled and looked up in his arms, "Uncle is so strong."

Ye Nanzhou put the lotus root back on the concrete slab, bent over and lowered his body, pointed to his shoulder and said, "Little lotus root, sit on uncle's neck."

Grandma Chen said unexpectedly: "Not good, Xiaoye."

Ye Nanzhou said: "It's okay." He took Xiao Ou's two small hands and asked him to step up.

Xiao Ou was also a little scared, he had no experience of sitting on someone's neck yet.

"Uncle is too heavy, will he fall over?"

Ye Nanzhou said softly: "No, uncle will support you, uncle is very strong, right?"

"Yeah." Xiao Ou tilted his head and thought for a while, out of trust in Uncle Ye, following his movements, a calf rested on his shoulder. He was a little scared, so he shrank his hands and hugged Uncle Ye's head .

Grandma Chen also helped, and she became more and more surprised, why did Xiaoye treat Xiaoou so well today?

Although it's usually pretty good.

However, it seems that there is always something different.

Ye Nanzhou felt that Xiao Ou was riding on the back of his neck, and reminded him to hold his neck, and his hand tightly pressed Xiao Ou's calf, "Uncle, stand up straight."

"Hmmmm." Xiao Ou bent down and hugged Uncle Ye, with his chin and side face sticking to Uncle Ye's hair. The moment he stood up, he let out a "wow", and then laughed in surprise, "Grandma, you Look, the little lotus root has grown taller!"

Grandma Chen also raised her hand to support Xiao Ou, and said with a smile, "You're laughing like this, you don't look good."

Ye Nanzhou walked forward with Xiaolian in his arms: "Little Lotus, are you scared?"

"Don't be afraid, Uncle will protect Xiao Ou, Xiao Ou knows it." Xiao Ou said with a smile, two small arms wrapped around Uncle Ye's face, hugged his chin, and her chin leaned against him heart.

Ye Nanzhou also smiled happily.

He remembered the first time he had an obstetric examination, and saw the mushy cheeks of the fetus on the screen of the tester;

Thinking of the first fetal movement, the little guy in the belly kicked the thin belly with great strength;

Thinking of the first time I bought small clothes online, I picked them one by one, compared with other companies, researched the material, read the buyer's comments, and imagined how each small dress would look on my child.

Thinking of countless times lying in bed talking to the little guy, telling him what kind of person he is, and telling him how good he will be in the future.

Later, following the car accident, Ye Nanzhou hid all these memories in his heart.

At this moment, they all rushed up without warning, and Ye Nanzhou couldn't help but want to vomit.

He should be happy and happy, but the feeling of nausea is so serious.

He quickly put down the lotus root and retched towards the pool, retching uncontrollably.

Standing on the concrete slab, Xiao Lotus grabbed Uncle Ye's shoulder in fright: "Uncle? Uncle, what's wrong with you? Uncle, are you feeling unwell? Grandma..."

Grandma Chen was also terrified: "Xiaoye? Xiaoye, are you sick?"

She suddenly realized that Xiaoye might have a physical problem, so...

Ye Nanzhou waved his hand, took off his glasses, turned on the tap and washed his face. "It's okay, I'm okay, I didn't eat breakfast and drank coffee, I feel a little nauseous."

He didn't know why he couldn't help wanting to vomit just now, he should be happy, shouldn't he?

Grandma Chen was full of doubts, she couldn't say it in front of Xiaoou, she just said: "Xiaoye, I'll get some hot water, take your time, don't rush."

"Okay." Ye Nanzhou washed his face again, wet eyelashes covered his eyes, and his bloodshot eyes clearly saw that his little baby was holding his glasses carefully in both hands, his eyes were full of worry and uneasiness .

Ye Nanzhou couldn't help but put his arms around Xiao Ou: "Xiao Ou, Uncle is really fine, it's Uncle's fault, he just stood up too quickly and became dizzy."

Xiao Ou pursed her mouth, and tears filled her eyes as she blinked and blinked: "You scared Xiao Ou, uncle, don't feel uncomfortable."

"Don't cry, Xiao Ou doesn't cry." Ye Nanzhou thought, how could he be so uncontrollable, how could he lose his composure in front of Xiao Ou and make him worry. "Uncle is really fine, it's just that he didn't eat breakfast. If you don't believe me, Xiao Ou turned around and asked Brother Xiao Ding if he was okay? But in the future, uncle will definitely eat, and eat healthy."

"Well, you can't skip breakfast, Uncle, that's very rude." Holding back her tears, Xiao Lotus tried to reason with her uncle, and said with puffy round cheeks, "You have to eat enough. Only those who have the strength to go to work, uncle."

Hearing the childish and firm tone of the little baby, Ye Nanzhou didn't know whether it was water or tears in his eyes, and he wiped it away indiscriminately: "Okay, uncle must listen to Xiao Ou."

Grandma Chen brought warm water, and after Xiaoou supervised Uncle Ye to drink some, he asked, "Grandma, would you like to give Uncle something to eat?" Then he asked worriedly, "Can Uncle eat now?"

Grandma Chen said: "Let uncle rest for a while, and we will eat in a while." She also patted Ye Nanzhou on the back, giving Shun Shun, "Xiaoye, are you too busy with work? Take care of your body."

"Okay." Ye Nanzhou accepted the kindness and rubbed Xiaoou's round head, "I'm sorry for making Xiaoou worry."

Xiao Ou hugged the empty glass and nodded earnestly: "Don't let Xiao Ou worry about you in the future, uncle."

Ye Nanzhou hugged Xiaoou again: "Yes."

Grandma Chen was worried and had to persuade Xiaoye to go to the hospital for a physical examination. How could she be so busy?

After lunch, Xiao Ou sent Ye Nanzhou away, and Grandma Chen secretly told him to remember to go to the hospital.

Ye Nanzhou did go to the hospital, but instead of checking his body, he took Xiaolian's hair for DNA testing.

After reluctantly leaving the Lantian Orphanage, he went straight to the City No. [-] Hospital near the Jicheng TV Building, and contacted Dr. Fan who he knew well in the car.

Hospital Pathology Testing Center.

Doctor Fan arranged the things at hand and spared half an hour to receive Ye Nanzhou.

She and Ye Nanzhou knew each other because of their work, and they have always been serious and reliable. After seeing Ye Nanzhou, she asked straight to the point: "Is it your own DNA test or which friend of yours?

Dr. Fan knew that Ye Nanzhou, as a well-known TV program producer, had a lot of celebrity friends around her, and she also indirectly helped arrange some celebrity medical visits, so she asked this question.

Ye Nanzhou didn't shy away either, and said bluntly, "It's mine."

Under Dr. Fan's surprised eyes, he added: "I and a child both have hair."

Dr. Fan was speechless for a moment, she nodded, and said with a serious expression: "Okay." She took out two transparent bags, "The hair needs to have hair follicles."

"I know." During Ye Nanzhou's haircut in the morning, he took advantage of Xiaoou's carelessness to take a lot of combed hair. Fortunately, today was a good time to get a haircut. Otherwise, he would have to pull out the hair with follicles from Xiaoou's head reluctant.

Ye Nanzhou pulled out a few by himself, stuffing them into the bag almost with trembling hands.

He failed to seal the bag twice.

Doctor Fan took it: "I'll do it."

Ye Nanzhou leaned against the table: "Sister Fan, I'll take your time here."

"Yeah." Doctor Fan knew about Ye Nanzhou's physical condition, and now that he knew about the existence of the child, he made some guesses, and couldn't help asking curiously, "Is the child still alive?"

Ye Nanzhou took off his glasses and pinched his eyebrows: "Can you imagine? My dad actually lied to me that the child is dead. The child is his own grandson, and he can actually send it away."

Speaking of this, his stomach felt a little uncomfortable again.

Doctor Fan wrote two small labels and pasted them on the two small hair bags, as if waiting for Ye Nanzhou to calm down, he said, "I always tell the young people under me, don't always think that parents, sons and daughters, this The relationship brought by identity is taken for granted. Some people, he is just himself from the beginning to the end. Self is always the first, and any identity relationship has to take the back row.”

Ye Nanzhou was silent.

Dr. Fan said: "Of course, it's too extreme to think like this. Humans can't help it."

Ye Nanzhou smiled wryly: "If you usually tell me, I would still refute. Now I have nothing to say."

He sighed for a long time, but he would never be able to exhale this dirty breath.

Dr. Fan also smiled helplessly: "How many extreme cases have I seen here? It's not that I want to think of people as bad, but I have to be mentally prepared."

When she went out to contact the inspector, she patted Ye Nanzhou on the shoulder, "You are too tired, please sit here for a while. I will ask them to expedite the test results for you, but at least it will take tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you."

After Dr. Fan stepped out of the office, Ye Nanzhou opened the Jicheng live broadcast platform on his mobile phone, and clicked to enter Xiaoou's live broadcast room.

There are many fans in the live broadcast room, and they are all brushing Xiaolian with cute little icons to make him happy.

Xiao Ou's round head swayed gently in front of the camera, her big eyes couldn't hide her shyness and joy, and she said in a childish voice: "Xiao Ou's newly cut hair today, the hair loss is much less , lightly."

In fact, the hair is not neatly cut, and the bangs are still obviously a little uneven, but on the contrary, the little lotus root looks more childish and innocent, with a sense of innocence that is naturally uncarved.

Many fans expressed their love for Xiaolian's new hairstyle.

"Looks like someone from my family helped cut the hair, right? It looks so cute~ If I had a baby as cute as Xiaolian, I would cut my hair myself~"

"Xiao Lotus likes this hairstyle very much, her eyes twinkle like stars"

Ye Nanzhou just quietly stared at Xiao Ou's joyful and immature face through the screen, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

The next afternoon.

Ye Nanzhou, who was working in the office, received a call from Dr. Fan.

"The result is out." Dr. Fan said slowly, "The DNA similarity is as high as 99.9%."

A long, oppressive silence.

Dr. Fan asked: "Do you need me to send it for another examination for confirmation? Or should you..."

"No, no need." Ye Nanzhou's voice trembled, and his chest trembled, "Sister Fan... tell me, congratulate me, okay?"

"Nan Zhou, congratulations on finding your child."