My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

Before being discharged from the hospital, Jiang Biegu took him for a series of physical examinations, and found that his physical problems were not ordinary, such as malnutrition, anemia, bone age not up to standard, and not even a single qualified trace element.

After Jiang Biegu saw these reports, his brows did not relax much, but Fault Tolerance cared about something else. He stared at the pile of inspection reports and asked Jiang Biegu:

"How much did these cost?"

Jiang Biegu: "..."

"Why don't you talk?" Tolerance was a little anxious: "Are there a lot?"

"It doesn't cost money." Jiang Biegu pinched his brows, "These examinations are all provided by the hospital."

Ding Cheng, who was standing next to him, couldn't hold back his cough when he heard the words, causing Rong Mi to look over, but Jiang Biegui didn't notice anything unusual because he couldn't hear it.

"Don't lie to me." Tolerance felt something was wrong: "I can pay it back, even if I can't pay it now, I can pay it back to you in the future."

Jiang Biegu never undermined a child's self-confidence, nodded: "I know, I trust you, I will keep accounts properly."

After being discharged from the hospital, Jiang Biegu asked Mrs. Zhang, who used to come to clean the house regularly, to come here every day and take care of Rongrong’s three meals a day. When Rongrong heard about this decision, he resisted, but the protest was ineffective. Jiang Biegu was very persistent. I am often at home, and fault tolerance requires a good meal, so I can't let it go.

When Mrs. Zhang came the next day, Jiang Biegu went to the company a little later, told Mrs. Zhang some precautions, and left a sum of money for Mrs. Zhang to buy some nutritious food for Rong Rong during this time. I accepted it, saying that I will definitely take good care of fault tolerance.

Fault Tolerance and Jiang Biegu haven't been fully familiar with each other yet, and he wants to stay with another stranger in a house that doesn't belong to him. Wandering around the entrance of the villa, Mrs. Zhang came over to call him twice but he didn't go in. Afterwards Mrs. Zhang left him alone, he was at ease.

However, when he was eating, he made a mistake and went back. Whether he wanted it or not, what Jiang Biegu said was right, he really should take good care of his body, otherwise he would not even be able to return the money to Jiang Biegu.

Mrs. Zhang had dinner with Fault Tolerance, and Fault Tolerance’s discomfort became more intense, but he resisted showing it, and ate quietly, carefully and quickly, although it was better than the first time he had a meal with Jiang Biegu , but it is also a similar posture.

Mrs. Zhang thought he was shy, so she tried to talk to get closer:

"Eat slowly, or it will be bad for the stomach."

The fault tolerance slowed down, but it still didn't let go.

Mrs. Zhang smiled and asked him again:

"Where does Little Mistake go to school? How is your academic performance?"

This time, Tolerant looked up at Mrs. Zhang, said nothing, and then lowered her head to eat again after a few seconds, but Mrs. Zhang didn't understand the meaning of Tolerance's glance at all, she smiled and gave Tolerance a chicken leg, and continued:

"Little mistake, are your parents busy? Why are you living at Mr. Jiang's house? This is the first time I've seen Mr. Jiang bring children back. How long are you going to stay here?"

The fault-tolerant movement froze for a while because of Mrs. Zhang's problem, and she didn't move for a long time. After enduring the discomfort in her heart, she lowered her head to eat again, but put the chicken legs that Mrs. Zhang had picked up back on the plate inside.

Mrs. Zhang was stunned for a moment, but she didn't say anything else. She felt that it was normal for children from rich families to have a temper and be willful.

Yes, Mrs. Zhang thinks that Tolerance is a kid from a rich family. He wears the brand-name clothes that Jiang Biegu bought for him. Jiang Biegu took her hairstyle to be trimmed on the way back from the hospital.

No one would associate this kind of fault tolerance with a child who lives on the street picking up garbage. Mrs. Zhang thought he was the son of a friend of Mr. Jiang, and it was understandable that he only lived here temporarily.

But Tolerance didn't like the questions she was asking herself.

These questions made him feel like, like he was staying here and not leaving.

But she was called by Jiang Bie to take care of her. Although she only came once a week, she has been working in this family for almost 6 years, and she looks old. Throwing a tantrum, that looks ridiculous, so ignore it and continue eating.

But the tolerance of faults did not calm Mrs. Zhang:

"Arguing with the family, right? Aunt Zhang can tell, but it's a small mistake. There are no parents who don't love their children. Your parents must say something about you for your own good. You have to understand them, they..."

Auntie Zhang fell silent before finishing her sentence, because the action of slamming the chopsticks on the table by Rong fault frightened her. She looked at Rong fault and felt a little panic in her heart. She had never seen such a heavy blow on any child. hostility.

Mrs. Zhang also believed that he would rush over to fight with him in the next second.

Bean sprouts also felt the anger of fault tolerance, got up from the side of the chair, and kept yelling at Mrs. Zhang.

This is a guardian dog.

Mrs. Zhang sat in her seat and did not dare to move, completely unaware of what kind of reaction she should have.

Tolerance didn't say anything, he just got up, walked away and went back to his bedroom.

He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but he had already told Mrs. Zhang, and he didn't like to hear a word of what he told her.

-

Back in the room, Fault Tolerance sat cross-legged on the bed and remained silent. He knew that he shouldn't think about it anymore. Thinking about it would only make him feel angry, but his mind was always uncontrollably thinking about what Mrs. Zhang said just now:

There is no parent who does not love their children.

They are for you.

To understand them.

Fault-tolerant fists were clenched tightly, and even the nails sank into the flesh.

If he really loves himself and is good for himself, why would he throw his newborn self into an orphanage and give him a name called fault tolerance.

wrong?Does it mean that my birth was wrong from the beginning?

Bean Sprout followed Fault Tolerance back to the room, as if feeling his sadness, it rarely jumped on the bed even though it never went to bed, stuck out its tongue and licked Fault Tolerance's face, as if wiping his tears, but Fault Tolerance has been too long He hadn't cried before, and he almost forgot what it felt like to cry after a long time.

However, Bean Sprout's behavior was to ease the fault-tolerant mood. He hugged Bean Sprout and rubbed its head.

Aunt Zhang's voice could be faintly heard outside, and she didn't know what she was talking about, and she didn't bother to investigate, anyway, he didn't want to see her, but continuing to be bored here was not an option.

Tolerant thought for a while, took out the notebook he used to keep accounts from under his pillow, and saw that he had added 300 yuan because of the hospitalization, and now the total foreign debt was 840 yuan. He felt that instead of being sullen here, he might as well make money.

Bean Sprout seemed to know what he was going to do, so he yelled twice excitedly, then turned around to look at it:

"You can't go, you can't let her in if you stay here."

Bean Sprout whimpered a few words and got down on the ground.

-

Jiang Biegu got off work a little earlier than usual. When he got home, Mrs. Zhang hadn't left. She had just finished dinner, and when she saw Jiang Biegu coming in, she immediately greeted her:

"Mr. Jiang, you are back."

"Yeah." Jiang Biegu took off his coat casually, looked around and found no fault-tolerant figure, not even the bean sprouts, so he couldn't help being a little puzzled: "Where's the kid?"

Mrs. Zhang twitched her lips unnaturally:

"In the room, maybe you're angry with me."

Jiang Biegu was a little surprised, so he put his coat on the back of the living room sofa and looked at Aunt Zhang:

"what happened?"

Mrs. Zhang told Jiang Biegu what happened at noon:

"I don't mean anything else, I just think that a child can't always be angry with his parents, so..."

"He doesn't have parents." Jiang Biegu interrupted Mrs. Zhang: "He doesn't live here temporarily. He will live here for a long time to come. This is his home."

Mrs. Zhang didn't expect to hear such an answer, she was silent.

"It's because I didn't make it clear before, which made you misunderstand, but don't say such things again after that. Children are very sensitive, and they won't be happy when they hear this."

Mrs. Zhang finally came to her senses and nodded quickly:

"I know, I won't talk about it anymore."

Jiang Biegu nodded and said nothing else, but Mrs. Zhang still had a question:

"Mr. Jiang, do you want to adopt this child?"

"No such plan." Jiang Biegu said a few words, and then fell silent. Aunt Zhang knew that he didn't want to say any more, so she said goodbye:

"That's nothing else, I'll go first."

"Okay." After Jiang Biegu finished speaking, he walked towards the fault-tolerant bedroom. Mrs. Zhang watched Jiang Biegu's back disappear in the corridor before getting dressed and leaving.

Outside the bedroom door, Jiang Biegu knocked lightly on the door, and then waited quietly, but he didn't know if the kid's hearing was affected because he lived with him, he knocked all the time Twice the door, did not wait to open the door.

Jiang Biegu knocked a second time, but still didn't wait, so Jiang Biegu didn't wait any longer, worried that something might happen to him.

"Tolerance." Jiang Biegu knocked again: "I'm coming in."

Jiang Biegu pushed the door in, but stopped at the door. He scanned the entire room, and unexpectedly found that there was no one in the room, only Dou Sprout was squatting at the door, wagging his tail non-stop.

Jiang Biegu stared at Bean Sprouts for a few seconds, then walked to the bathroom, but there was no one there either.

Tolerance is missing.

Bean Sprout followed Jiang Biegu to the bathroom door, lightly rubbed Jiang Biegu's trousers, Jiang Biegu looked down at him:

"Where have people gone?"

Douya yelled, as if to answer, but unfortunately, Jiang Biegu could only speak with lips, so he couldn't understand what Douya wanted to express.

Aunt Zhang said just now that Fault Tolerance seemed to be angry, and she stayed in the room and didn't go out, but Aunt Zhang was outside all the time. If Fault Tolerance went out, it would be impossible for him not to be discovered, so it must not be the right way for him to go out.

Jiang Biegu looked at the window in the bedroom, and walked over to have a look. Because of the snow a while ago, a lot of snow piled up on the wall. The weather has been good these two days, and the snow has melted a little, so that the ground is wet. , so the series of small footprints Jiang Biegu can also see clearly.

Fault Tolerance really jumped out from here, but the question is, will he come back?

The time when Fault Tolerance wanted to leave the most was probably when he was allergic to seafood and was in the hospital. At that time, Jiang Biegu could clearly feel the determination of Fault Tolerance to go back to his own way, and his behavior was also the same.

If the misunderstanding between the two has not been resolved, Rong Fault may not come back after leaving today, but now Jiang Biegu thinks that he may just go out to relax.

There is nowhere to find it, so I can only wait for him to come back by himself.

If he doesn't come back by the time, Jiang Biegu thinks he can call the police.

Jiang Biegu ate alone, cleaned up the dishes and sat in the living room, but Tolerance still didn't come back, and even Bean Sprouts lay obediently at his feet and closed his eyes quietly.

When the light in the room was not as bright as before, Jiang Biegu glanced out the French window, then at the bean sprouts lying in a different position by his feet, and lightly kicked it:

"Why are you not worried at all?"

Bean Sprout was woken up, probably didn't react, and yelled at Jiang Biegu, but soon listened to his ears as if he knew he had done something wrong.

Jiang Biegu didn't bother to care about it, picked up his coat and went out, he didn't want to look for it, because he didn't know where fault tolerance would go, he just came out to get some air.

Bean sprouts also came out, and they were having fun in the small courtyard that came with the villa, even enjoying the game of chasing and biting their own tails.

Jiang Biegu looked at Bean Sprouts for a while, and felt that he was a bit double-standard just now. He blamed Dou Sprouts for not worrying about fault tolerance, but he himself was not really worried.

Although Mrs. Zhang's words are indeed hurtful to a sensitive child like Tolerance, but Tolerance is not an ordinary child. He is naturally capable of wandering outside for such a long time and living well as a child.

He will come back, sooner or later is just a matter of time.

Today is still a good day, the sun is setting, but there is still a gorgeous sunset in the sky, Jiang Biegu rarely has the mood and time to look at such a scenery, so he never went back to the house until a figure gradually walked away with the setting sun Recently, when Bean Sprout stopped playing by himself and jumped out, Jiang Biegu's posture changed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Fault Tolerance standing in front of him didn't look angry anymore, at least Jiang Biegu didn't see obvious displeasure on his face, instead he was more cautious and uneasy.

Perhaps it was the cold wind that had been blowing for too long, and the plateau red that had not faded for a long time was about to come out again. Jiang Biegu reached out and rubbed his face lightly with his index finger:

"Is it cold?"