Whose child fell here

18.

A night without dreams.

Yu Wenrui even got up earlier than before, getting up from the bed before seven o'clock, thinking that Qin Huamao next door said that the nanny would come to the door at 07:30 in the morning, so he was not in a hurry to go there, and gave it slowly. After washing himself, he carefully checked the condition of the wound on his body.

A thin layer of scab had already formed on the places that were only slightly worn, and he wrapped gauze on the severe parts before going to bed. Unexpectedly, the gauze was already stuck to his arm when he woke up in the morning, and it hurt so much that he almost wanted to tear it off. curse.

After treating the wound, he tidied up the things he planned to take to the Qin's house. After checking the time, he felt that it was about the same time, so he knocked on the door next door with a bag.

The person who opened the door was an aunt about 50 years old. Yu Wenrui guessed that the other party might have heard something about himself from Qin Huamao, so he was not surprised to welcome him in the door.

"I am the nanny of Mr. Qin's family. You can just call me Aunt Wang." This aunt is very kind-hearted. Ever since Yu Wenrui saw her, she has always had a smile that makes people feel refreshed. "Mr. , come and sit in the living room first."

Yu Wenrui put on the familiar pair of slippers again, and followed in the footsteps of his aunt to the living room.

It was different from the previous two times. This was the first time Yu Wenrui sat here without Qin Huamao and Dudu. Auntie went to the kitchen to bring a glass of water and was busy making breakfast again. Yu Wenrui was the only one left in the living room and dining room.

However, such an environment made him more relaxed, and he opened the drawing paper he brought, and he began to conceive the content of the next illustration.

It was only after he was ready that he discovered the problem.

His left hand was cast in plaster, so he couldn't sit on the sofa with a drawing book and draw sketches, but the coffee table in front of him was short, and as far as he could see, there was no second table besides the dining table.

After thinking about it, Yu Wenrui finally sat on the small bench he had sat on yesterday. The 1.8-meter-tall man just sat on the small bench of a three-year-old child aggrievedly, using the coffee table as a table , start drawing the sketch.

But the combination of the small bench and coffee table is not suitable for him after all. Before he finished drawing the outline, Yu Wenrui couldn't help but straighten himself up and twist his somewhat sore neck.

Just at this moment, there was a soft sound of the door opening, and then the man came out while wiping his head.

Before taking two steps, he pulled off the towel, brushed his hair, and happened to meet Yu Wenrui who was sitting by the tea table.

Qin Huamao guessed that he hadn't reacted for a while, so he paused, and then he took the initiative to say hello, "Morning."

Yu Wenrui quickly responded, "Morning."

It was only when Qin Huamao walked in that he realized that something was wrong. The young man was squeezed between the coffee table and the sofa, sitting on a low stool with his right foot outside, and he looked very cramped.

"Why are you sitting here?" Qin Huamao walked to the side of the tea table, saw the young man's outstretched feet retracted because of his approach, and frowned, "Let Aunt Wang move a table for you later. "

"Oh good," Yu Wenrui moved his toes subconsciously, and put his eyes on the drawing paper again.

At this moment, Aunt Wang seemed to have heard the movement and came out of the kitchen, "Sir, breakfast is ready, should we eat it now or later?"

"Wait a while," Qin Huamao pointed to Yu Wenrui who was curled up beside the coffee table, and said to Aunt Wang, "Go to the study and bring that folding table over, and then go and wake up Dudu."

"Hey, okay," Aunt Wang hurried back to the kitchen, took off her apron, and moved a folding table for Yu Wenrui.

The folding table is placed near the sofa near the dining room. After unfolding, the table is enough for him to put his bag and draw pictures.

When Qin Huamao reappeared, his hair had already been dried, and what he was holding in his arms was Dudu who was still hanging on the man and didn't want to wake up.

It seemed that the child had almost woken up, and was buried in the man's neck with its messy hair. After being coaxed for a long time, it was put into Aunt Wang's hands, and it was probably taken to wash.

Sure enough, not long after, the child who finally woke up after washing was brought out by Aunt Wang, and saw Yu Wenrui sitting at the table at a glance.

"Brother!" The child ran over excitedly as usual, "You're here!"

Yu Wenrui was used to his enthusiasm, but Aunt Wang had never seen it before. Seeing Dudu rushing towards Yu Wenrui with a smile on his face, she couldn't believe it.

The child still didn't forget to pay attention to Yu Wenrui's injury. When he was about to arrive, he braked the car in time, and then put his hands on the edge of the table, trying to see what was on it.

"Let's have dinner," Qin Huamao said, grabbing the child by the collar by the way, "Don't lean on the edge of the table, be careful that the table is overturned."

After receiving the order, Aunt Wang went to work in the kitchen again, and Yu Wenrui and the three of them also came to the dining table and sat down.

First came a bowl of porridge with yam and lean meat, followed by a plate of steamed buns and a cup of soy milk. Qin Huamao first stirred the porridge for his son, told him to be careful about boiling it, and said to Yu Wenrui as if thinking of something , "You can tell Aunt Wang if you have any taboos, and you can also tell her if you want to eat."

"Okay, I see," Yu Wenrui stirred the porridge in the bowl, scooped a spoonful into his mouth, and couldn't help sighing from the bottom of his heart, "Good porridge!"

The porridge is made of indica rice with slender grains, which is soft and smooth in the mouth. The yam slices are sliced ​​into thin slices, not completely boiled, and still retain some crunchy texture.

Then go to pick up a small steamed bun, the thin outer skin is gently bitten open, first suck up the soup inside, and then eat the whole steamed bun in one bite, it is the most satisfying.

Yu Wenrui ate seriously, but he didn't expect that Dudu who was on the side also looked at him and picked up a steamed bun in a similar manner, but was accidentally scalded by the soup and kept sticking out his tongue.

But the taste he had just tasted had whetted his appetite, and the child refused to admit defeat and took several breaths before putting the xiao long bao into his mouth again.

However, the steamed stuffed bun was still a little hot, and the child was reluctant to vomit, so he opened his mouth for a while, then swallowed the steamed stuffed stuffed bun whole, and finally heaved a long breath as if he was relieved.

At this time, Aunt Wang came out of the kitchen again, leaned over and asked, "How about breakfast?"

Although she should be asking everyone, Aunt Wang kept her eyes on Yu Wenrui, and Yu Wenrui didn't hesitate to praise her, "Very good."

Hearing this, Aunt Wang really burst into laughter, "Just like it, you can tell me what you like to eat in the future, and I will find a chance to make it."

While talking, she looked at the time again, "Mr. Qin, the clothes and sheets have been hung out, I'll leave first if there's nothing else to do."

After speaking, she got Qin Huamao's affirmation, and she hurried out the door.

As if seeing Yu Wenrui's doubts, Qin Huamao explained, "She usually only takes care of three meals, and she has to go back to take care of the sick elderly at home in the middle of the time."

Yu Wenrui didn't expect it to be like this, and was silent for a while. He thought that Aunt Wang's life would be smooth when she was so enthusiastic and cheerful, but he didn't expect that she would go back and forth between work and home, and take care of the sick elderly. .

After that, everyone never spoke again. Surprisingly, it was Dudu who finished the meal first.

After wiping his mouth, Dudu yelled for his father to carry him down, and then ran to the room in a hurry, not knowing what to do.

The two adults also finished their breakfast one after another, and sent the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen.Yu Wenrui was still in charge of taking care of the children, so he was a little unsure whether to go to the room to find someone.

Qin Huamao stopped him, "He's looking for toys, you can just watch him in the living room later, he usually watches TV and plays with toys here by himself, so it shouldn't hinder you from doing things."

Yu Wenrui thought to himself that no child would be so obedient, but he nodded in agreement.

Qin Huamao had already applied to his son repeatedly, so he was not too worried. After thinking about it, he said, "There is no need to come so early next time."

"Do you have anything else to bring?"

Qin Huamao noticed that the young man only brought a bag about the size of a briefcase. He didn't know much about Huahua, but he felt that the other party might not follow what he said to work here as a home.

"If there are too many things that are inconvenient, I can bring them for you."

Yu Wenrui didn't expect that the other party would notice this, but he didn't intend to draw those detailed illustrations here, a draft with a tablet, and some comics are enough.

So he took out the tablet and pen from his bag, and declined the other party's kindness, "This is enough."

Qin Huamao nodded, and looked at Dudu's half-open door, "I didn't have time to tell you yesterday, Dudu..."

"elder brother!"

Just as Yu Wenrui pricked up his ears to listen to what Qin Huamao said that could not be heard, he saw the child come out dragging two dolls that were almost as tall as others.

The child struggled to drag the two dolls onto the sofa, and then he climbed to the middle of the two dolls and sat down.

Facing the eyes of Yu Wenrui and Qin Huamao, he even introduced the two dolls beside him, "This is Dad, and this is Brother, watch TV with me."

Children's brain circuits are always weird. Qin Huamao was relieved when he saw his son turned on the TV as usual, "I'm going to work first, and you are here to behave."

However, Dudu was concentrating on the content on the TV and did not reply to him. Qin Huamao felt more at ease, nodded at Yu Wenrui and went to his room.

Yu Wenrui didn't go to get his drawing paper right away, and followed the child to watch cartoons for a few minutes, when he suddenly felt the phone vibrate in his trouser pocket.

I took it out and saw that it was a WeChat message from Qin Huamao.