Chen Chaoyang's tricks made Zhang Zhican a little unsteady. Hearing him ask such a question, Zhang Zhican shook his head in a rare way to stay awake, and said, "I've said it all, I... I won't have a baby until a few years..."

Being stubborn enough, Chen Chaoyang shook his head, only speeding up his movements, and waited until Zhang Zhican was finally released, then he got up and went into the bathroom to solve it by himself.

Some things seem to be known only after they have experienced it.

For example, before You Zhican's parents helped to bring Yaoxu, and there were several capable servants around him, when Chen Chaoyang and Zhang Zhican happily moved their son into a new house, many problems followed.

Chen Chaoyang is busy with work and needs to travel frequently, so the heavy responsibility of taking care of Yaoxu gradually falls on Zhang Zhican.

Although the one-year-old child has not yet reached the point where even dogs are disgusted, every time Zhang Zhican takes him to his office, he either tears up the design draft, or puts out the expensive ones that Zhang Zhican likes very much. The china was smashed to pieces.

Zhang Zhican can bear these things, but occasionally the deadline for design drafts of some important clients is about to expire, Zhang Zhican and his subordinates have to work overtime all night, and his son refuses to sleep, Zhang Zhican feels that he is about to collapse.

"Fuck! Chen Chaoyang, you should take him away, I really can't stand him anymore!"

Zhang Zhican was already crying when he spoke.

The nature of Chen Chaoyang's work has determined what kind of life he will live in the future. In the past two years, Keyu's development momentum has been rapid, and various projects have always ended quickly and started again. The time spent abroad is also longer.

Zhang Zhican had already been made to cry by his son several times, although sometimes it was not because of Yaoxu, but every time he heard his unconscious crying over there, Chen Zhaoyang still felt distressed.

It's just that at this time, the amount that Keyu needs to hand over has already reached eight or nine figures, and the past few years have been the best period for his work to rise, so Chen Chaoyang is also caught in a dilemma.

Hearing that Zhican said that Yaoxu not only tore up his design draft but also ate it in his mouth, Chen Chaoyang laughed and said, "Zhican, why don't we hire a nanny?"

Zhang Zhican responded quickly to his own suggestion, saying: "The child is so young, how can he be handed over to a stranger? Besides, what if that person has misbehavior? What if my son learns badly in the future?"

Zhang Zhican's parents have now gone to his elder brother's place. After thinking about it, Chen Chaoyang said: "Should I let my parents come over?" Afraid that Zhican would have a psychological burden, Chen Chaoyang said: "They like Yaoxu, and they will be there too." Just the two of us alone."

"But the house is so small now..."

After hearing what Zhang Zhican said, Chen Chaoyang couldn't help being silent.

At the beginning, I thought that it would be more comfortable for a family of three to live in a small apartment. Coupled with their age and work experience, it would be more suitable to live there.

But I didn't expect to encounter such a problem later.

"Also, my parents are old, so I can't torment them like this."

I also know these things, but I just talk casually.

Chen Chaoyang looked at his humble office and the deserted construction site outside the window, thinking that since they organized their own small family, their attention had indeed shifted to such tiny places as daily necessities, rice, oil and salt.

Chen Chaoyang's silence aroused Zhang Zhican's doubts. After a pause, he said, "Chaoyang, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about finding someone to replace me for a while so that I can go back and take care of Yaoxu with you."

"do not want!"

The unusually firm tone made Chen Chaoyang raise his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong?"

"It's just these days of hard work. Besides, don't you want to be promoted to the position of manager of the business department within three years?"

"What about you?"

"Fuck! I only complain once in a while, just be patient and listen to my complaints!"

"Don't want me to go back?"

"Well, I can figure it out myself, so you don't have to worry about me!"

"Then are you still crying?"

Hearing the ridicule in Chen Chaoyang's tone, Zhang Zhican kicked the desk in front of him angrily, and said, "This is your duty! I work hard here to take care of the children, and you are responsible for comforting me, making me happy, and making me feel safe. Stress! Besides, I'm really just complaining...it's not that serious..."

Zhang Zhican's character says that the wind is the rain, plus he likes to ignore other people's opinions. After hearing that he quickly regained his previous vitality and vigor, Chen Chaoyang, who knew it well, smiled and said: "It's good now." Not at all?"

"Much better, but Chaoyang..."

"Ah."

"When will you come back?"

"One more month?" After a pause, Chen Chaoyang said again: "What's wrong? Miss me?"

Zhang Zhican didn't answer his own question. After a while, Chen Zhaoyang heard his bluffing.

"Hey! Brat, call me when you wake up! Don't crawl on the sofa by yourself, you will cry for me again when you fall in pain!"

The phone was put on hold, and after a while, Zhang Zhican said again: "The brat is awake, do you want to talk to him?"

"of course yes!"

"Brat! Come answer the phone!"

After a rustling sound, Chen Chaoyang heard his son's breathing.

"Yaoxu?"

"Idiot! I'm not telling you to bite the phone, but to talk! Call Dad, hurry up, your dad is waiting over there!"

"dad."

Hearing his son softly calling Dad, the corners of Chen Chaoyang's mouth immediately raised, and he said, "Yaoxu, do you miss Dad?"

"Quickly think about it!"

Although a one-year-old child can already recognize people, his original memory will be overwritten by other things that attract him after a while. Thinking of his timid expression every time he went back to see his son, Chen Chaoyang couldn't help but Shake your head.

Under Zhang Zhican's persecution, Yaoxu, who still didn't know anything, finally followed his instructions and said: "Think." After a pause, Chen Chaoyang heard him say again: "Zhican, hush, I want Hush."

"Hey you! Wait, I'll hug you right away! Don't piss on my sofa!"

Chen Zhaoyang held the phone motionlessly, and after a while, Zhang Zhican said something and hung up. After calling you when I was free in the evening, he hung up the phone very quickly.

Although he has been alone with his son for several months, Zhang Zhican feels extremely busy and flustered every time he faces him.

Imagining that while he was rambling about peeing for his son, after his son finished peeing, he would pat his head and kiss his forehead with a little joy, the smile on Chen Chaoyang's face couldn't stop even if he wanted to.

Presumably Zhang Zhican was working very hard at this time, but seeing his son's ignorant expression, he should also feel very happy, right?

Chen Chaoyang glanced at the boring report in front of him, and suddenly felt a little envious of the two father and son.

Every time Chen Chaoyang went back was Zhang Zhican's happiest day.

No matter what entertainment work he had that day, he would turn it all down, and then wait downstairs early in the morning with his son in his arms, hoping that Chen Chaoyang could see him soon as soon as he drove into the community.

Although there was a worry that he would become a middle-aged fat man, but now due to the double pressure of work and his son, Zhang Zhican has returned to his previous figure. Looking at the sun, he waved exaggeratedly while hugging his son and kept teasing him. Zhang Zhican, Chen Chaoyang felt that he was still the same as when he first saw him.

Happy, troubled, overlapped and repeated, and then in such a subtle emotion, time gradually moved forward, and then it became the days in other people's mouths.

Gradually, many new users moved into the community, and the sun in late autumn was warm enough on their bodies, so there were many people downstairs.

After all, the family formed by Chen Chaoyang and Zhang Zhican was special. After a while, someone had noticed them.

Although they would look at others with a bit of curiosity or doubt in their hearts, but when they saw the generous attitude of the two, and the incomparable intimacy and sweetness between their brows when they saw each other, they were a little surprised by the comparison.

After nodding to the few people who often met in the elevator, Chen Chaoyang handed the simple luggage in Zhang Zhican's hands, and then carried Yaoxu who looked a little scared in his arms and went upstairs.

"What do you want for lunch?"

"I want to eat everything!"

Zhang Zhican followed behind Chen Chaoyang. Chen Chaoyang looked down at the son in his arms and said, "What about you? Yaoxu? Do you still eat fish?"

His own memory was brought back a little by him, Chen Yaoxu looked up at Chen Chaoyang, and after a while, under the impatience of Zhang Zhican next to him, he nodded involuntarily.

"Hey! My dear son! I am your father, why did you forget again!"

"dad?"

"Well, yes, Dad!"

After Yao Xu in his arms repeated it again, Chen Chaoyang smiled and kissed him hard a few times.

After getting up in the morning, Chen Chaoyang rushed home in a hurry, so he didn't even have time to shave his own beard.

His newly grown beard tickled his cheeks and chin, and Chen Yaoxu, who was not used to it just now, was also made to laugh out loud by him.

The room was still the same as when he left, although the suspicion that Zhang Zhican cleaned it up before he came back could not be ruled out, but Chen Chaoyang couldn't help but feel happy when he thought of his care for him.

"Tired?"

"I'm not tired, I'm refreshed after seeing you and Yaoxu."

The son was always in the way in the middle, so Zhang Zhican pushed him to Chen Chaoyang's right side, leaned on Chen Chaoyang's left shoulder, and said, "Miss me?"

"Well, I really want to!"

While speaking, Chen Chaoyang leaned over and kissed the corner of Zhang Zhican's automatically pursed mouth.

"Shame, Zhi Chan, shame."

Originally, Zhang Zhican wanted to deepen the kiss between the two, but when the brat next to him said this, he couldn't help but look back at the brat.

I don't know where he learned the tone of action. While covering his eyes with his hands, he deliberately showed a gap between his fingers.

Thinking of those young girls who just joined the company and liked to hang around Yaoxu, Zhang Zhican almost wanted to call and scold them.

Chen Chaoyang didn't take it seriously, raised the son in his hand, and said with a smile: "Oh! My dear son is so smart! You know how to make fun of your father!"

The brat who interrupted his good business had a happy face, Zhang Zhican pushed Chen Chaoyang slightly annoyed, and said, "Chaoyang, I'm hungry, cook for me."

Zhang Zhican doesn't know how to cook by himself, thinking that he has been eating takeaway food for two months, Chen Chaoyang immediately got up, hugged his son and said, "Go to the supermarket to buy vegetables first?"

He was very satisfied with his performance, glanced at his son in his arms, Zhang Zhican quickly took Chen Chaoyang's arm and said, "Okay!"

After having Yaoxu and moving into a new home, the life of the three of them gradually formed a pattern. They went to the supermarket to buy vegetables, and came back to cook and eat. Occasionally, when they were free, the two would either take Yaoxu for a walk downstairs, or I took him to the zoo to see his favorite golden monkey.

People used to say that time would pass quickly after having a child. Although life was equally busy every day, when he suddenly looked back, Chen Zhaoyang realized that a long time had passed.

Yaoxu, who was brought up by the two stumbled and stumbled, soon went to kindergarten. At that time, Chen Chaoyang had already taken the position of the manager of the business department, and his work was no longer as busy as it was two years ago. The expansion of the office building, and the area of ​​the current office building is not enough, so recently, it was Chen Chaoyang who picked up his son to and from class.

It may be that Zhican's character is too ostentatious and self-willed. In comparison, Yaoxu, who is a little over three years old, is more stable than him.

He listens quietly when others are talking, and when other children are fighting together, he prefers to sit by himself and read comics.

Zhang Zhican said that his personality followed him, but Chen Zhaoyang still felt a little moved when he occasionally thought of how he was made to laugh out loud by himself when he was a child.

Yaoxu's current kindergarten is practicing bilingual teaching, and the school ranks among the top in the city, so every time the children leave school, there are always a lot of bustling cars parked at the gate.

After waiting at the school gate for nearly 10 minutes, Chen Chaoyang, who finally saw his son, soon realized that he was not in high spirits today.

When Chen Yaoxu was not in high spirits, he liked to keep his head down and not speak. After Chen Chaoyang carried him to the car and asked him twice pretending to be unintentional, Chen Yaoxu looked at the street scene outside the window and asked in a low voice: "Dad, why don't you All the children have mothers, but I don’t?”

Before that, Yaoxu asked himself several times, but it was the first time Chen Chaoyang heard him talk to himself in such a serious tone.

Looking at his son's sullen side face, Chen Zhaoyang thought, what should come is finally here.

The author has something to say: This novel is called Changing Xunshou, so I won’t describe too much about the interaction between father and son. In addition, the new article is about farming and raising children. There are many descriptions in this aspect, so in order to avoid repetition , This is how it is handled here, ah ha ha ~ soon I will write a very cute child.

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