Super Male God System [Fast Wear]

Secretary Fang never expected that after everything was ready, he actually watched the father and son flee from under his eyelids!

If only Xiao Qingrong had said it, it would have been better to say, but the two young masters also fled with the man. Doesn't he know how rich his biological father is? How could it be better to follow my biological father than in such a small village!

The people in Ping'an Village also looked at each other. I did not expect Xiao Qingrong to run away with Xiao Ming secretly. Although the villagers knew that regardless of whether Xiao Ming's child was Xiao Qingrong's child, Xiao Qingrong treated Xiao Ming very well. Xiao Ming's willingness to leave with Xiao Qingrong didn't seem to be an unacceptable thing. He just passed them by the thought of 20,000 yuan, which made the people in the village somewhat unhappy.

"Unexpectedly, Lao Xiao turned out to be a personal trafficker. Now the family members of other children have found it and fled. The village chief, we can't tolerate crime like this, we must call the police!"

One of the villagers came up with an idea. When they thought that they were passing 20,000 yuan, they were too angry. They thought that if Xiao Qingrong could be taken to prison, then Xiao Ming would go home with them. Isn't it possible to get money?

When he thought of it, he felt that the idea was very good, and everyone on the side was very supportive. Only the village chief and secretary Fang were black-faced because Xiao Qingrong and Xiao Ming escaped, they were not there at all. Within his estimation, I did not expect that these two people left the village like this!

"Village chief, since the people have run away, I'm afraid you can't do the things you discussed before, but I'm not a stingy guy. I'll take the deposit you gave and share it with the folks. We will go after them. Otherwise I'm afraid I can't catch up. "

Secretary Fang opened her face with a black face. There was an error in what she had planned carefully. This made the secretary who had a strong desire for control a little irritable. When she spoke, she also lost respect to the village head, but the village head It is also known that this matter is beyond recovery, so the best way is to eat this loss.

In the end, Secretary Fang and others left from Ping'an Village. Sitting in the car, Secretary Fang, who was already in a bad mood, even felt that the road was bumpy. He picked up his mobile phone and saw the boss's phone, but he didn't know what to do. How to explain.

At this time, in Shangjing, thousands of miles away, in a high-level private hospital, in a 30-story high-level ward, a boy with a handsome face was sitting on the bed, and a gentle woman was reading a French novel for him. The soft voice, coupled with the tenderness in French, makes the boy smile with an eyebrow.

After reading a paragraph in French, Ling Huanhuan looked at his son near him and couldn't help but touch his son's hair with care and concern.

"Heming, how are you feeling? Is it a little uncomfortable? If you are uncomfortable, you must tell your mother, do you want to drink water now?"

Her look was so soft, and her beautiful appearance exuded an elegant and gentle temperament, which made people feel good at first glance.

Zhou Heming looked at the woman near her, and a pair of peach blossoms glared with a smile.

"Mom, my body is not that fragile, and recently the doctors said that I'm fine, and I will be able to go home in two days. Don't worry about it so much. Seeing that you have been guarding me recently, I have been stunned a lot. I'm so distressed ~ "

Holding her mother's hand, Zhou Heming coquettishly said that he was handsome and handsome, with a pair of peach eyes, he had a different feeling when looking at people, so although he was a teenage boy at this time Yes, but I still like to coquettish with my parents. Of course, Dad is a serious person, Zhou Heming is totally afraid, so he always sticks to his mother.

"Mother cares about you because she cares about you, and mom is happy to see you well, Dr. Chen said, as long as there is no problem after this inspection, you can go home the day after tomorrow, and wait for you to go home, let mother Wang give you How about making your favorite sweet and sour pork? "

Looking at his son who was overly fair, Ling Huanhuan felt that the last thing he regretted in his life was to make trouble with Zhou Kun in annoyance, and then he hid in a small city and gave birth to a child. I did not expect that her running affects her belly. Child, this child has had congenital heart disease since he was a child. If it was not for this child, Ling Huanhuan would not have contacted the family and would marry Zhou Kun until now. Although he and his husband have tried their best to treat the child, However, after seeing the child suffer, he still had to comfort his family. Ling Huanhuan still felt sorry for the child.

"Okay, of course I want to eat, but Dad said that boys don't like sweet men." Zhou Heming pursed his lips, remembering his tall and handsome dad, he was a little depressed.

Perhaps because of his heart disease, Zhou Heming felt that he was not the same as his father from an early age. He was obviously the biological father and son, but his favorite things were completely different. His father liked to eat spicy food, but he liked to eat sweet food. Father So tall, he is only one meter sixteen at the age of fourteen, and he doesn't know if he can grow longer. In short, Zhou Heming hopes that if he can get better one day, it will be best if he can be a little taller.

"Don't listen to your dad nonsense, you are like me, me, the sweetest. If he doesn't like to eat, then don't go home for dinner."

Ling Huanhuan smiled to appease his son, but he was not worried about Zhou Kun. Even after being married for so many years, Zhou Kun may be indifferent to outsiders, but he was very good to Ling Huanhuan.

In the world, people in the world will cherish more things they ca n’t find. Ling Huanhuan did n’t like Zhou Kun in the early years. It can be said that for Zhou Linghuan, Zhou Kun made a fortune by hand. At home, the person who really speaks most is Ling Huanhuan.

As long as Ling Huanhuan said something, Zhou Kun would not object.

"So ... Mom, can I continue to paint after I leave the hospital?"

For a moment, Zhou Heming's eyes were glowing, thinking of his unfinished painting, but he was a little excited. At this moment, two blushes appeared on the pale face, and Ling Huanhuan hurriedly reached out and touched his son's chest.

"Do n’t be excited. You ca n’t be excited now. Of course, drawing is OK, but you must have a mother or me to be by your side to draw. It ca n’t be the same as this time, because the painting is in a hospital. Otherwise, I Seal your studio later! "

God knows that this time seeing his son faint in the studio is a great stimulus to Ling Huanhuan. This time his son stayed in the hospital for so long. Ling Huanhuan was really worried and did n’t want his son to touch him again. Paintbrush, but I'm afraid my son is sad ...

"Mom, rest assured, I assure you this time that it will never happen again. I just fainted just because I concentrated too long. I will take a good rest this time. Besides, I have been in the hospital for a few days. I have been dreaming. I have dreamed a lot of fantasy and it is amazing. I want to draw it for you. "

Because Zhou Heming was weak from a young age, this painting is considered to have been cultivated since childhood. In addition to being proficient in the four languages, he is also a very good child. In Ling Huanhuan's view, this child is already weak in this world except for his weak body. The best kid ever.

"Oh? What are you dreaming about again?"

God knew that Ling Huanhuan was afraid of his son's cranky thoughts. Before his son's sleepless painting was because he had dreamed something, now he started to dream again.

"I dreamed of a big fire. It was a raging fire. It was a desolate mountain village. Someone inside the fire reached out and called for help, but I couldn't save him at all. I just watched him drown in the fire. In the middle, watching him burn to black charcoal ... his pain and struggle, and his determination to live ... Mom, I will be able to draw better works this time! He and he can come out, but In the end, he chose to die ... You said, why is that? What is the reason that made him willing to bury himself in flames? "

When talking about this dream, Zhou Heming's eyes flashed with confusion and redness. He was surprised by such a picture, and wanted to record it with a paintbrush, but felt confused because of everything he saw, because in this fiery fire The man in the scene obviously had a chance to escape, but he chose to be buried in such a fire in the end. What caused him to die safely?

Such a dream has been going on for several days. Every time Zhou Heming can see the figure of the man, as well as the struggle and pain of the man, how can he not see the face of this man, making Zhou Heming want to approach the flame again and again. , But it was instantly as if burned, waking up from a dream ...

Ling Huanhuan didn't realize that his son's dream was not a good dream, but a nightmare. Looking at his son's excitement, he was embarrassed to pour cold water and said.

"It may be that you have some thoughts, some nights, and some dreams. Are there not these small villages in the TV series recently? You may only dream about them if you look at them twice. This person, who is willing to die willingly? Unless it is For the person you care about most, it ’s like a mother. The person that mother cares most in this life is you. As long as you can get better and let mom do anything, mom is willing. ”

Zhou Heming was even more touched when she heard her mother talk. She reached out and hugged her mother. In fact, many boys of this age have a period of rebellion. However, Zhou Heming has always been well-behaved because of his poor health. There is no such thing as the rebellious period. It is such a good manner that makes Ling Huanhuan more distressed.

"Mom, rest assured, I will definitely get better. Now that the technology is so developed, I will live well in the future, and then filial piety to you and be a good son for a lifetime ..."