daddy, this is my dad

After a while, Cheng Ziyuan raised his head and said, "I'm fine, go to sleep!"

"Wait a minute, I'll wipe your face with a towel."

Yi Zhenxiang went to the bathroom to get a handkerchief and wet it with water, then came out and wiped Cheng Ziyuan's face, then turned off the light and went back to sleep with Cheng Ziyuan in his arms.Cheng Ziyuan lay in Yi Zhenxiang's arms, but he didn't close his eyes, and he never took his hands off his stomach since just now.

What happened in the dream just now was so real, which made him feel a kind of fear. If Xiang and the others didn't rescue him, the consequences would be unimaginable. Maybe he would lose what he has now forever, including his lover and children.

Thinking of this, he felt very lucky. Fortunately, it was just a dream. His lover and Xiaojun were by his side, and this little life in his stomach was also there. Everything was slowly getting better, and it would get better and better in the future.

Yi Zhenxiang held Cheng Ziyuan in his arms and didn't sleep. He opened his eyes and thought about things. He was thinking about whether to stay at home with his wife before the child was born. It seemed that Ziyuan's mood was not stable yet, and he didn't feel safe. Feeling, it is not good for adults and children if it goes on like this.

When Cheng Ziyuan woke up, the sun was already shining, if he was not disturbed by the sound downstairs, he would still fall asleep.

Cheng Ziyuan yawned, got up from the bed, put on his nightgown, and went downstairs slowly. He stood at the top of the stairs and scanned the living room in all directions. He didn't see Yi Zhenxiang, and pots and bowls came from the kitchen. With the tinkling of the ladle, he shouted "Xiang!"

After Cheng Ziyuan shouted, the voices in the kitchen stopped. Yi Zhenxiang poked his head out of the kitchen holding a cooking spoon and covered his face with a stained white apron.

Yi Zhenxiang saw Cheng Ziyuan standing at the stairs, quickly put down the spoon, walked up quickly and put his arms around Cheng Ziyuan and said, "You're up, I made some porridge, do you want some?"

Cheng Ziyuan looked at Yi Zhenxiang in surprise and said, "Are you cooking? You made the porridge too?"

Cheng Ziyuan had never seen Yi Zhenxiang cook before, so he thought Yi Zhenxiang couldn't cook, but today he had to show surprise when he saw Yi Zhenxiang busy in the kitchen wearing an apron.

"Well, you have some porridge first, and have lunch later." Yi Zhenxiang didn't say much, and helped Cheng Ziyuan go downstairs, and said:

"Should I call my parents and tell them about your situation?"

He won't tell his wife that he got up before dawn to learn how to cook. He was busy for an hour or two, only learning how to cook porridge, and then spent another hour frying vegetables, and he still hasn't cooked a plate of edible food. vegetable.

"I don't want it anymore. If I say so, they will definitely come back soon. I'm afraid they'll be worried. I'll tell Mom and Dad after I recover!"

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'm going to the kitchen. You sit here and don't walk around." Yi Zhenxiang pressed Cheng Ziyuan on the chair, brought the porridge to his table, and entered. kitchen.

Then Cheng Ziyuan heard the sound of pots and pans and cooking coming from the kitchen, Cheng Ziyuan nestled on the chair and ate breakfast slowly.

After eating, he wiped his mouth with paper, stood up with his waist supported, and prepared to put the bowl in the kitchen.When he stood at the door of the kitchen, he saw the situation inside and felt that the kitchen was a bit like a battlefield. He should have known earlier that Yi Zhenxiang was actually born with a golden key in his mouth. How could he cook anything!

Plates broken on the ground, all kinds of thrown away vegetables in the trash can, all kinds of seasonings scattered on the floor, plates and pots placed in a mess, a lot of water was sprinkled on the ground, and the air was full of vegetable paste the taste of.

"Ziyuan, give it to me. Go sit in the living room and the food will be ready in a while." Yi Zhenxiang took the bowl from Cheng Ziyuan's hand and said to Cheng Ziyuan in a gentle tone.

"It's better for me to cook. You are a dignified president of the Yishi Group. If you don't go to work and cook here, if your employees find out, they must make fun of you. Let me cook!" Cheng Ziyuan said helplessly, Ready to help in the kitchen.

"No, you go and sit, let them laugh, as long as they dare, you are inconvenient now, so I decided not to go to the company during this time, I will take care of you at home, and then raise you white and fat of."

His wife is very thin now, seriously undernourished, and urgently needs to eat a lot of nutritious food. He must take good care of his wife and children, and resolutely prevent any accidents.

Yi Zhenxiang took the bowl and put it down, and then helped Cheng Ziyuan walk to the sofa, for fear that he would bump into it.

"I have hands and feet, so you don't need to stay at home all day, and if you don't go to the company, what if the company goes bankrupt?" I always feel that letting Yi Zhenxiang work in the company can bring out his value, and being a husband is a burial. The rhythm of talent.

"No, the group of people in the company know how to do it. Besides, a big company won't collapse so easily." Of course he won't let the company collapse. Wife and son, these all require money. If the company collapses, the wife and children can only drink the Northwest Wind, and plan to pass the company to the son in the future.

Cheng Ziyuan spent the whole morning in the living room reading novels and magazines, occasionally drinking a sip of water, or looking at the kitchen; finally, Yi Zhenxiang was busy in the kitchen all morning and finished the dishes, ready to serve dinner.

Yi Zhenxiang brought the soup and stir-fried dishes to the table himself, and Cheng Ziyuan sat and waited to taste them.

Yi Zhenxiang helped Cheng Ziyuan prepare a bowl of chicken soup that had been simmering for several hours. Cheng Ziyuan took a sip of the soup in the bowl. It tasted very good, and the soup was also very thick. Yi Zhenxiang said, "Not bad."

"Drink more if it tastes good, and I'll serve it for you when you're done." Yi Zhenxiang rubbed Cheng Ziyuan's hair and said dotingly.

"En" Cheng Ziyuan tasted other dishes, uh...he should drink the soup!The sour cabbage is not sour, the potatoes are still raw, the fried shredded pork with green pepper is too sweet, the fried egg is burnt, and the fried shrimp is too spicy... The tomato and egg soup is not bad, but it is too rotten!

After dinner, Yi Zhenxiang took Cheng Ziyuan to look at a room on the second floor. It was a children's bedroom. A small cradle was lying in the middle, with a few strings of wind chimes hanging on it. The wallpaper was pink, surrounded by Facing many toys such as dolls and models, there is a fluffy light blue carpet.

"I don't know if our child is a boy or a girl." Looking at the cozy children's bedroom, Cheng Ziyuan was filled with paternal love, looking forward to the unborn child in his stomach.

"Can it still be a daughter? I always thought it could only be a son!" Yi Zhenxiang said in surprise, and reached out to touch Cheng Ziyuan's protruding belly. He didn't dare to use too much force, as if he was afraid of tearing his own A son or daughter is broken.

"Actually, I don't know if I can have a daughter. I just want a daughter. I heard that a daughter is a caring little padded jacket, so I suddenly want a daughter." Cheng Ziyuan said with a smile.

"Well, if it's a daughter at that time, we'll dress her up beautifully, like a little princess, and I'll buy her whatever she wants."

"What if you get spoiled?"

"It won't be spoiled, isn't it you? When the time comes, I will spoil her and you will educate her."

"Are you trying to make me a villain? I won't do it."

"Then you will pamper and I will educate our daughter, and Xiaojun will be responsible for protecting her."

"Okay! What if it's a son?"

"It's a son, so let's dress him up as a handsome boy, and when he grows up, he will go home with a beautiful daughter-in-law."

"You think so far!"

Then, the two looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly they both laughed. They didn't know if it was their daughter, but the two of them talked so vigorously here, it felt so childish.

After looking at the children's bedroom, Yi Zhenxiang accompanied Cheng Ziyuan for a walk in the courtyard again, like an old couple who have lived for many years, living a peaceful and peaceful life, the two of them are surrounded by a warm atmosphere, they haven't been so leisurely for a long time.

"Daddy, are father and younger brother asleep?" Xiaojun pushed open the bedroom door, saw that father was sleeping, and Yi Zhenxiang was sitting beside him looking at Cheng Ziyuan, so he asked Yi Zhenxiang quietly.

"Well, daddy and little brother are sleeping, can daddy carry you out?" Yi Zhenxiang bent down to hold Xiaojun in his arms and went downstairs.

"Okay, Daddy, I want to discuss something with you." Xiaojun's pink face slightly puffed up, his watery eyes looked at Yi Zhenxiang,

The little adult usually spoke to Yi Zhenxiang in a serious tone.

"Okay, tell me, Daddy listen." Yi Zhenxiang said softly.

"I want to learn Taekwondo." He wants to learn a lot of kung fu. In this way, he can protect Dad, and Dad will not be kidnapped by bad guys. He wants to drive away all the bad guys who bully Dad.

"Okay, I'll take you there this weekend." Yi Zhenxiang didn't ask why. Anyway, it's a good thing. As the heir of Yi's Group, Xiaojun should know a little bit of fist, otherwise he won't be able to protect himself when he encounters danger. .

Yi Zhenxiang put Xiaojun on the ground, and said to him: "Go and play first, Daddy is going to make dinner for Daddy."

"Oh, Daddy, are you cooking? I want to eat shark fin."

"Okay, I'll do it for you in a while."

Yi Zhenxiang worked in the kitchen for a while, and it was already past nine o'clock in the evening when the meal was ready, and Cheng Ziyuan woke up as early as seven o'clock, seeing that Yi Zhenxiang couldn't cook for a long time, he planned to Helped, but was stopped.

Then, Yi Zhenxiang took a plate of bean paste cakes to fill Cheng Ziyuan and Xiaojun's stomachs. He couldn't starve his precious wife and son.

Today is the weekend, Cheng Zi is sleeping on a deck chair in the courtyard, covered with a blanket, the bright sunshine brings warmth, the breeze blows the willows, the sparrows on the branches look east and west, and from time to time they bow their heads to peck at the branches; Cheng Ziyuan He opened his eyes in a daze and moved, the sparrow on the branch was startled and flew away.

Colorful butterflies are dancing among the flowers, flying from one flower to another, peaceful and leisurely, occasionally a dragonfly flies by, like a glimpse of light.

Cheng Ziyuan walked into the room. Yi Zhenxiang, who was looking down for something, raised his head. When he saw it was Cheng Ziyuan, he walked over and said, "Wake up! Shall we go for a walk?"

"En, good!" Cheng Ziyuan thought for a while, nodded and said, then remembered something, and slapped his forehead: "I suddenly remembered that we haven't bought clothes for the baby yet, let's go and sell all the clothes today! "

"I ordered someone to buy some clothes, but I can still buy some." Yi Zhenxiang put on the coat on the sofa for him, and helped him button it.

"En..." Cheng Ziyuan opened his arms and let Yi Zhenxiang put it on for him. Because Cheng Ziyuan was thinner than before, the clothes he wore before were much weaker and looked a bit loose, but they were much better than when he just came back, Yi Zhenxiang The feeding behavior was not in vain.