his cat

Xiao Zi Haotuan sat on the tatami, his eyes glowed with anticipation, and that light carried the dream of driving a tractor. The dream was realized, but the tractor was yet to be purchased.

The prodigal son Ming Yang crawled over and hugged the villain, and discussed, "I'll buy it for you before you grow up, baby, okay? You're too young to drive a tractor now."

He suddenly remembered the red envelope he had prepared earlier, took it out and handed it to him, "Just ask for the red envelope."

"Well... good." Huang Zihao nodded obediently, took the red envelope and held Ming Yang's finger at the same time, inviting him: "Uncle Ming won't go back today, sleep with Zihao?"

"Ah?" Ming Yang turned to look at Mr. Jiang in embarrassment, blaming Zi Hao for being too cute, he didn't know how to refuse.

Seeing his embarrassment, Jiang Chongnian pulled one big and one small from their seats and walked out of the toy room, saying, "It's getting late today, Zi Hao has to go to bed, Uncle Ming has to go home with me, let's play next time."

"Yes, I have to go home."

Huang Zihao was very unhappy, and was forcibly taken away by his grandma while crying, and the crying could be heard from afar, which made Ming Yang almost give in.

The three chatted for a while, Huang Yan sent them to the gate of the courtyard and still kept them.Moreover, Ming Yang was the only one who was called by name. It seemed that he wanted to see him not being easy to refuse, and he looked dazed in a daze at a loss.After achieving the goal, Teacher Huang narrowed his eyes with a smile, and couldn't bear to say: "I won't tease you anymore, go with Xiaonian, the current young couple is sticky."

Their car was parked on the road leading to the small road, Huangyan teased them and went back to sleep.Being teased, Ming Yang hugged Mr. Jiang's neck aggrievedly, hooked his legs around the other's waist, buried his head in his neck, and rubbed against him, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Huang is not good."

Jiang Chongnian just hugged him and walked forward, with his face pressed against the boy's forehead, "Teacher, you are just joking, how could I sell you to him as Zihao's babysitter? Zai Zai can't even take care of himself, how can he take care of others?" .”

"But I'm still very sad. The teacher said that introducing a girlfriend to Mr. Jiang, and having two people of different genders at the same time is not a conflict..." Ming Yang hugged Jiang Chongnian tightly, and said distressedly: "I'm very selfish, I don't want to give half of you to others .”

"Zai Zai thought about giving half of me to someone else?" Jiang Chongnian really didn't know what to do with him, and explained: "It's not selfish, people only have one heart, and they can only concentrate on one person, and they can't be too busy. "

The wind was a bit strong, and there was a 'squeak' sound through the treetops, Ming Yang shrank his neck, and pressed his face even tighter, "What if Mr. Jiang is busy?"

"One cub is enough to torment people, I don't have the heart to care about others."

Hearing this, Ming Yang felt that 'tossing' was a compliment.Because the corners of Mr. Jiang's mouth were raised when he was talking, he seemed in a good mood, so after getting in the car, he didn't want to let go, and asked, "Mr. Jiang, can I kiss you?"

"Yes." Jiang Chongnian put him in the passenger seat, held his face in his hands, rubbed his soft lips with his fingertips, and got closer to each other, hugging and kissing each other softly and warmly against the wanton wind and the gentle moon.

It may be that spring is here, Ming Yang smells the unknown fragrance of flowers carried by the wind, and what is more haunting than this fragrance of flowers is the smell of lemon mint that is close at hand.

He asked, and it seemed that no one else could smell the sweet smell of Mr. Jiang except himself.Cheng Zui said that Mr. Jiang used to be a doctor with a scalpel, so he didn't wear perfume. In terms of smell, there was only washing powder mixed with sunshine.

How exciting it was that he was the only one who could smell lemon mint.Ming Yang slowly moved away from Mr. Jiang's lips, panting and said: "The day we first met, because Mr. Jiang had a smell that I liked, I really wanted to hold him and smell it, thinking about it when I was awake, and thinking about it when I fell asleep. Mr. Jiang , do you think this is our fate?"

It was the first time I heard these little secrets from Ming Yang. Jiang Chongnian pressed his forehead and asked without answering, "What's my smell?"

"Lemon mint." Ming Yang slightly raised his head, brushed his lips against the tip of his nose, and said seriously: "This is my favorite flavor."

"If... a different person that day smelled of your love, would you go with him, sleep next to him, like him, kiss him, and wear the ring he gave you?" Jiang Chongnian suddenly hugged him, making the boy more distant from himself. Recently, the ups and downs of panting and the vibration of heartbeat are all wanted.

This question is so difficult, Ming Yang couldn't imagine what it would be like if he hadn't met Mr. Jiang.

Maybe I can't contact my brother, I'm homeless and sleep on the street, or I'm locked up as a psycho, or I don't lie to bad people...

He didn't dare to think deeply about every hypothesis that he didn't meet Mr. Jiang, just like the missing ending of the fairy tales read by Meow Star, Snow White has been hunted down by her stepmother, Cinderella will never try the crystal slipper, and the ugly duckling will never be able to try it. Failed to catch the swan...

He didn't know that it was maliciously torn up by other cats. For a long time, Ming Yang wondered why such an unsatisfactory story could be called a fairy tale.It wasn't until his elder brother dictated to him the missing ending that the kitten was happy again.

"I might go with him, and then we can meet again at the hospital, the park, the traffic light that I dare not cross, the Cantonese restaurant downstairs of Jiang's... so many places for us to meet again. Mr. Jiang is so good, so in the end I still I will sleep next to you, like you, kiss you, and wear the ring you gave me."

Ming Yang suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his brother added the ending of the fairy tale to him. What he felt and thought at that time, his wish seemed to have taken a big turn, but it was basically fulfilled.

"Mr. Jiang, when I was young, I often fantasized that I was a prince and would have a beautiful and kind princess. I never thought that when I grew up, I would become a princess myself."

Jiang Chongnian's heart was originally warm, so Xiao Mimu laughed a little, "Princess Ming, do you regret it?"

"No, it feels good to be pampered, I want to be pampered forever, and then," Ming Yang smirked, "be proud of being pampered, and be a little prodigal."

Jiang Chongnian indulged, helping the little prodigal son fasten his seat belt and preparing to go back to the city. The journey was not too far away. Ming Yang listened to the gentle and slow lyrical music in the car, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, he couldn't hold back, and fell asleep with his head tilted.

When Jiang Chongnian woke him up, he had already arrived at the Ming residence.

Ming Yang rubbed his face vigorously, grabbed the seat belt, and said sleepily: "Can I not go home today and go to Mr. Jiang's?"

Jiang Chongnian took off his seat belt and was about to get out of the car. Hearing what he said, he stopped opening the door, "Is it because you are afraid?"

Whether Sang Jin's incident left a psychological shadow on Ming Yang, only he knows.Because of this, Jiang Chongnian paid special attention to his every move, for fear of frightening him.

Ming Yang also unbuckled his seat belt, leaned against Mr. Jiang, and because he just woke up, he said aggrievedly, "I want to get closer to Mr. Jiang, uh..." With his brother at home, Ming Yang didn't dare to...

"I have wronged Zai Zai these few days." Jiang Chongnian smiled helplessly, kissed his forehead, and comforted him: "Tomorrow is preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner, and it is too far to make it back to me, Zai Zai is obedient, and when the year is over, why not?" It's okay to come, okay?"

"Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year?" Ming Yang didn't understand. Shouldn't tomorrow be the 31st, like New Year's Day?

"New Year's Eve, and then Spring Festival."

Ming Yang finally compromised and agreed not to, but Mr. Jiang had to read him two picture book stories.

At 10:30 in the evening, it was early or late, but He Shen was busy in and out of the kitchen, and Aunt Zhang couldn't get in even if she tried to help her.

"I thought the two of you weren't coming back." He Shen was wearing pajamas and a floral apron. The 1.8-meter-high man was somewhat ridiculous in his attire.

"Sister-in-law, are you making black rice porridge?" Ming Yang leaned on the kitchen bar, smelled it, and found that the porridge didn't taste very authentic, weird.

Aunt Zhang couldn't help laughing, "Master, this is boiled white rice porridge."

"what?"

He Shen focused on washing the rice again, and said, "Your brother has a stomach problem and didn't eat much for lunch. I have to make a love porridge for him to feel my warmth."

Jiang Chongnian hugged Ming Yang from behind, leaned on his shoulder, and commented on the pot of porridge.

"Eating sticky porridge is not good for your health. Under high temperature, carbohydrates, fats, and proteins in rice will undergo thermal cracking reactions. After a series of cyclization and polymerization reactions, polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbons such as benzopyrene will be produced. The possibility of substances. And benzopyrene has a greater harm to human health and may cause cancer.”

"Ah?" Ming Yang immediately stopped He Shen, "You want to poison brother to death?"

"I'm not, I cook love porridge!" It was the first time for He Shenchang to cook for others at such an age, and he didn't believe that porridge was so powerful...

However, just in case it was self-defeating, he returned the kitchen to Aunt Zhang, and babbled, "No green onions, less salt... No, let's make sweet porridge, put a few red dates and goji berries..."

Ming Yang didn't continue to watch, and pulled Mr. Jiang upstairs to care about his brother who had a stomachache, and asked as he went upstairs, "Mr. Jiang, is it really so serious? What should I do if I accidentally eat something mushy?"

"That's okay, it won't hurt if you eat some paste."

"But you just now..." Ming Yang was puzzled.

"He Shen is used to being the young master. When he cooks the porridge, it will probably be dawn." Jiang Chongnian looked at him and said with a smile, "Only fools would believe that."

"...I'm an idiot." Ming Yang was unhappy, and squatted down on the spot at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, "...I feel sick to my stomach, very uncomfortable."

Jiang Chongnian let him scare him, so he squatted down, touched his forehead, hugged him and was about to go to the hospital, but the little villain suddenly raised his head, with a triumphant smile on his face, imitating his example.

"Only a fool would believe it."

The author says:

Er Gou plugged the microphone: "Xiansen, should I talk about the column team reporter? I want to interview you here. For you, it means that you have taught your own cub badly. How do you feel now? I really want to Know."

Jiang Chongnian: "..."

Ming Yang interjected: "That... there is a large piece of red pepper skin on your front teeth."

Ergou murmured in panic and fled the scene.