[Rebirth] Adoptive father!Raising a husband?

The 'violent child abuser' scratched his head with one hand, "I... I won't be like before."

Hearing Qiao Qiu's assurance, the child finally got up from his brother who was oppressed by him, his eyes sparkled, he wiped his face softly and firmly, and generously expressed his forgiveness for his father's previous negligence.As soon as he finished speaking, the gurgling sound of his stomach moving was especially loud in the empty and silent hall.

Qiao Qiu sighed. The most important thing now is to carefully check whether there are any valuables in the house. If there are hundreds of dollars in cash left in the pocket, it can also solve their hunger problem.

He tore open the chocolate given to him by the child, broke it in half through the plastic bag, fed one piece to the child, and handed the other piece to the boy.

The child looked at the chocolate, looked at the smiling and kind Qiao Qiu's face, swallowed, but still couldn't resist the temptation of the food, mustered up the courage to take the chocolate and put it in his mouth. chewing.

Ke Yu looked at his father who was indifferent to him, and gave him the chocolate today. He was stunned for a moment, and took the remaining half in his hand without any politeness.After watching the child swallow it with effort and satisfaction, he handed another piece to the child. The child just ate a piece and wanted to reach out to take it. Thinking about the fact that his brother and father hadn’t eaten yet, he kept shaking his head with his hands behind his back. The reason is that the little belly is shy, showing half of the waist.

"Xiaoyang obediently take my brother and he won't be hungry." Ke Yu stared at the child and said seriously, watching the child timidly took the chocolate in his hand and ate it, the frown slowly relaxed.

I originally thought that the boy's unapproachable personality would ignore his younger brother.Unexpectedly, Ke Yu was also a good brother when he was a child, but since he woke up, he felt that he had always treated him coldly and even contained a trace of disgust that was not easy to detect.

Alas, a father who likes to beat his children after drinking is, of course, to be disliked.

He shook his head, "Clean up! Xiaoyang sits here to rest, Xiao...Xiaoyu" he paused for a while when he mentioned his ex's name, "Come upstairs with me to tidy up the room." After all, when they were the sweetest together, he only called Ke Yu.

After a carpet-like search, he found three items in the house that are currently useful to them, a bag of flour in the back of the cabinet who doesn’t know if there is any expired, an old-fashioned phone book, and the same thing. Expired salt and MSG.

As for the RMB, I didn't even see the shadow...

Holding the small bag of flour with one hand and putting it on the ground, he squatted down and carefully searched for the expiration date. Qiao Qiu, who had a dry throat, couldn't help coughing a few times, blowing the flour on the bag while coughing, and the white flour flew out quickly. Floating in the air, it got into Qiao Qiu's eyes.

He rubbed his eyes in pain, tears streaming down his face.

The hands rubbing his eyes were roughly ripped off from his eyes, and the hand that tightly held his wrist was a little moist and hot. He suddenly lost his vision, and he was more sensitive to the sound of breathing close to his right ear, feeling ashamed His face was a little hot, presumably he was overwhelmed and flushed now...

The eyelids were gently opened, contrary to the one hand that was roughly pressing on his head, a layer of mist covered the moist eyes, feeling the gentle blowing.

The field of vision gradually cleared up, staring blankly, the faces of the boy and his familiar lover instantly overlapped in a blur.

Shaking his head hastily, he took a few steps back and hit the sofa, clutching his waist that had been tortured in the hospital, lying pitifully on the sofa.

Ke Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the old man with red marks on the corners of his eyes. He kept backing away with a look of panic, staring at the wet eyes and fell down on the sofa behind him unluckily. He was in a good mood and smiled rarely. .

Qiao Qiu looked at Ke Yu's smile and stared at him helplessly. He watched him until his face became expressionless, and then he regained his composure and struggled to get up from the sofa.

"I checked it just now, and it hasn't expired." Ke Yu patted the white flour on his hands and said.

Hearing the boy's words, he coughed twice and took two deep breaths, trying to maintain the majesty of a father, took out a small bowl from the kitchen seriously, filled some flour and poured it into the small basin beside him.

Looking at the two children, because they saw their father cooking for the first time, they followed him curiously like a little tail.Qiao Qiu suddenly felt a sense of pride, hmph, Ke Yu, although you are not lucky enough to taste my craft as an adult, you should have fun secretly as a child.

Turn on the gas stove in a decent manner, put the cleaned pot on it, because there is no oil and other materials, only half of the pot of water can be poured.Scoop up a little water and pour it into the basin, wash your hands carefully, take clean chopsticks, knead the flour into a noodle shape, add some water and continue kneading, and put it aside until the noodle becomes soft.

Qiao Qiu, who finished the preparations, was stared at by needle-like gazes, and turned his head to look at the young man behind him with a chill on his back. The young man seemed a little shy to be stared at by him suddenly, turned around awkwardly and left with his brother in his arms.

Qiao Qiu sighed. Sure enough, he still couldn't get used to his lover turning into a son for a while. Even though it was the intimacy between father and son, he still felt weird.

It didn't take long for the water in the pot to boil, boiling and steaming continuously.

Quickly pull the sticky noodle pieces into the pot little by little, and close the lid.Put the washbasin in the sink, turn on the faucet, and pull the dough sticking to your hands under the clear water.

This dough was given to him by the nanny in order to coax him to eat when he was a child. He didn't know how to make it for many years.

After drying your hands, put the lid aside and stir gently with a spoon to prevent the bottom of the pan from sticking to the dough.

I sprinkled some salt and monosodium glutamate on the side, tasted the soup, and it tasted good, so I put the lid back on.Leaning on the refrigerator, he took out the dilapidated phone book that he found just now from his pocket. It seemed that it was a few years old. Most modern people have already abandoned paper, and only need to store the phone in their mobile phone.

Some of the phone numbers on it became unclear due to the evaporation of the pen water, so he could only wait until he could dial a clearer number. Someone would lend it to him...

It is only when a person loses his life that he realizes how reluctant he is to leave this cold yet contradictory and warm world.

He patted his face and murmured softly: "Qiao Qiu, you have already died once, you must live on."

"Old man, are you alright?" Ke Yu's cold voice behind him interrupted his self-encouraging hypnosis.

He who was still sentimental and lamenting the meaning of life, heard Ke Yu's words, and thought silently in his heart: "What... old man... Hey, little brat, you are so big or small, no wonder your old father beat you up, you owe it to me!" . '

But while cursing the young man so angrily in his heart, there was a dog-legged smile on his face, "Okay, I'll serve it up."

The steaming gnocchi soup was served in white porcelain bowls, with matching porcelain spoons and chopsticks on top of the two bowls.

The child hurriedly put his chopsticks in, but the slippery gnocchi kept slipping off. The boy beside him picked up the spoon at hand, took a spoonful, blew it gently, and fed it into the mouth of the expectant child.

After watching the child eat it, the boy happily snatched the spoon from him, filled the spoon crookedly and swallowed it like a gulp, before picking up his own porcelain spoon to eat with confidence.

Occasionally, the corners of the lips got sticky soup, but they would be carefully wiped off. Despite the hunger, the elegant movements showed the noble family education.

All of this was different from Qiao Qiu who grew up in a nouveau riche's house. He sighed, stirred the soup, and ate a few mouthfuls leisurely.There were too many things in his mind that made him stressed. Even though he was very hungry, after eating half a bowl, he couldn't eat any more. He put the chopsticks aside and rubbed his sore buttocks.

He started to pick up the phone and dial the numbers one by one according to the numbers on the phone book——

However, half an hour passed, and he dialed half of the number. Many people hung up the phone suddenly when they heard the name of the original owner of the body, leaving only a cold beep, or a few perfunctory smiles. After the sound, he excused that he was very busy and hung up the phone.

What annoyed him the most was that before he could name someone on the way, he was scolded viciously: "You have the nerve to ask me to borrow money."

However, when he heard the other party's voice, he was inexplicably surprised, his eyes were wet, and he hung up the phone quickly and instinctively with a shaking hand.

His heart was beating violently and quickly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. It took him a long time to regain his composure, and secretly recited the name written down in his notebook. "Chi Mu" made him have such a big reaction, this He must have a special friendship with Ke Yiyan, the original owner of the body. He smiled, and poked the phone book with his fingertips vigorously for the next number.

The call was connected quickly, but no one spoke on the other side...

He whispered, "Hi, is this Mr. Xie Yansen? I'm Ke Yiyan."

As Qiao Qiu said, he complained silently in his heart, how much these parents hate this child, and they actually married a name called Slant Eyes, the person on the phone must really be Slant Eyes.

Hearing Qiao Qiu calling the name of the person on the phone, the boy frowned dissatisfied and glared at Qiao Qiu, who sat beside him with some worry.

Before Qiao Qiu wondered how Ke Yu was staring at him fiercely, the person on the other side of the phone smiled in a low voice, "Yiyan, I can think that your phone call is to agree to my request? It's better than I expected. Even faster."

Ke Yu, who was sitting next to him, could clearly hear the deep voice of the other party. He roughly took the phone away and hung up the phone vigorously. The transparent table left a shallow crack due to the impact.

Qiao Qiu was a little angry and wanted to grab the call back, but he was slapped viciously by the young man, the side of his face was tingling, and the clear and crisp slap stunned him.

A few words swirled in his mind... He was beaten by his son, and it hurt so badly.

"You just want money! I have it! Why did you agree to his request?" Ke Yu said coldly, and took out a piece of folded paper from under the sofa.