Watching children is the most tiring job, but every time Lao Qiao calls Qiao Lu, he always tells her - raising children is indeed tiring, but small things know cold and hot, and they are more lovable and pitiful. You're not young, get one as soon as possible!

Qiao Lu couldn't bear to tell her father that she had been thinking about how to have children since before she got married. After getting married, he went to the hospital with Liang Zheng several times, but the more he ran, the more desperate he became.

The doctor said that with her current physical condition, if she wants to have a child, there is probably only one way to do it. But the test tube is a long-term battle, and it may not be won in the end.

After so many years of ups and downs, Qiao Lu has long been trained to have a strong heart. Her life is to keep fighting monsters and upgrading, whether it is habit or numbness, and now that she has a husband who can share the pain with her, she is not very afraid.

But even so, as long as she thinks of her physical condition, she will still be sad in the dead of night.

The days after the marriage were busy and peaceful, Liang Zheng's father's illness came and went, and after New Year's Day, he finally stabilized, and he could go to the garden in the afternoon, and his face was bloody, and the children could concentrate on their own things.

Every day after breakfast, Qiao Lu and her husband go to work separately and work in their respective units for a day. But the two often take a break and talk about interesting things on WeChat. Overtime is Liang Zheng's norm, but Qiao Lu also works hard. Sometimes, after dinner, when she received a call about the results of the experiment, she put down the dishes and chopsticks and hurried to the school to write a report.

Her in-laws asked her not to work so hard, Qiao Lu always smiled: "Scientific research is to grab time, maybe a second late, others will be the first to take the lead, and as soon as we fall behind, we will lose the right to speak in this field." ”

Looking at her distant back, her mother-in-law sighed helplessly: "I am so focused on work, and I still want children like this?"

But after marrying Qiao Lu into the family, Liang's father and Liang's mother were still very satisfied, not to mention that Qiao Lu was a sensible and good child, she and Liang Zheng were deeply affectionate, and they had endless words every day, which also made them very pleased.

No matter how busy they are each day, they will talk for a while before going to sleep. Or the past of living in the United States, or chatting about the books they have read recently, and the old people can occasionally wake up at night, and they can still hear their laughter.

When there are school activities, Qiao Lu often has to put on makeup very carefully. Once Liang Zheng was stunned, like a young man who was just beginning to fall in love, he had to help his wife paint his eyebrows. Qiao Lu smiled: "You are not Jia Baoyu, do you know these rouge gouaches?"

Liang Zheng said: "In ancient times, there were husbands who painted thrushes for their wives, why can't I try it?"

He must have been dizzy in happiness to do such a childish thing. Qiao Lu gave him the eyebrow pencil, and he drew a few strokes tremblingly, and then proudly let his wife watch it...... Well, fortunately, Qiao Lu is not a violent temper, otherwise Liang Zheng would have broken his head on the spot.

In this way, both of them are in their thirties, but they are still like young people, and they live sweetly every day. Seeing their happy appearance, Liang's father and Liang's mother became more and more comfortable, wishing that God would open his eyes and realize Qiaolu's dream of being a mother.

In the days when the little commander was able to recite "Spring Dawn" fluently, Qiao Lu went to the hospital again, but the egg retrieval failed again. The doctor also said that it was very tricky, and prescribed some hormone drugs to make her calm down and be sure to rest more.

Qiao Lu didn't show frustration, but when she called her husband, she still cried aggrievedly. Crying and crying, I began to enlighten myself again: "I have met a good husband, and my in-laws who love me, I have a career I like, and a lovely student...... I've got so much of it, I can't be greedy anymore......"

"It doesn't matter. Liang Zheng said: "Fate likes to play tricks on people, you don't always have to find reasons to enlighten yourself." If it doesn't go your way, it's okay to cry or scold a few words. If you're strong all the time, you'll be too tired, and don't forget that you and me. ”

Therefore, after Qiao Lu got married, she became more and more "fragile". She used to be able to fly around airports with a suitcase of her own weight, to heal herself in the lonely midnight and force herself to be strong. It's good now, I can't resist my hands, I can't lift my shoulders, and even the negative emotions have someone to help me digest them.

has been strong for more than 30 years, Qiao Lu is not used to such a "fragile" self, but she does not reject it.

That night, she saw the video sent by her mother, the little commander riding on a small wooden horse, smiling and carrying "Spring Dawn", that cute appearance, it almost made her heart melt. She immediately transferred a small red envelope to her mother, asking her to buy delicious food for the commander and reward him. The commander said "Thank you, auntie" in a milky voice, which made her even more happy.

But when the husband came home, the joy turned to melancholy. She snuggled up to her husband's shoulder and said, "I am surrounded by colleagues who don't want to get married, and there are colleagues who are married but have decided to dink...... But why do I want to have children so much? What is the meaning of having children? I don't have to be so obsessed, I must be obsessed with ......."

Liang Zheng raised his head and thought about it, and said: "I vaguely remember reading a short story written by Hugo before, and a father lived alone all his life. From the perspective of today, his life is as if he had written the code in advance and worked on it step by step, without any mistakes. He has no lover, no children, and no joys or sorrows in life...... One day, he felt that all the human beings of the world were enjoying joy and happiness, and he was the only one who was a lonely bystander. He also felt that if he reached old age, he was entangled by his children and grandchildren, and loved by them, although it was noisy, it was also happy...... However, his house was always silent, and he thought about it, and hanged himself in the park. ”

"I saw it a long time ago, when there were no bells, and I didn't know if I would have children in the future. But after reading it, I felt a lot. I think I still like children, even if they will make a mess of their lives, but isn't that the 'joy, anger and sorrow' that the old man longs for? The meaning of life is also related to the 'joys and sorrows' brought about by these accidents! Most people are ordinary people, and I am no exception, I want to experience those 'joys and sorrows', and I also want to have a home that may not be perfect, but it is lively and lively. That's why we have these ordinary wishes, longing to have a child of our own!"

Qiao Lu couldn't help but laugh: "I'm not as deep as you think, but when you say that, I have found the source of my troubles." I thought you were a writer of official documents, but I didn't expect your literary thinking to be so rich. ”

"I studied literature in the first place, and if I hadn't written official documents, I might have become a poet. ”

The couple chattered for a long time, until Qiao Lu yawned again and again. But before going to bed, she suddenly thought of a question: "Hey, this short story was really written by Hugo? He doesn't seem to have written many short stories, right?"

Liang Zheng suddenly froze, and secretly shouted that it was not good, if even the author remembered it wrongly, this × would pretend to be a failure.

He quickly got into the quilt and said vaguely, "It doesn't matter if he's Hugo or Maupassant, just write well!"

Qiao Lu saw him turn around and turn his back to him, as if he was afraid of being exposed. She hid under the covers and smiled happily.

She was in a hurry to become a mother, but she did not forget about the little bell. She is the eldest sister in the family, and she has been used to taking care of others since she was a child, so she also takes care of the little bell out of instinct. Besides, she is kind by nature and will definitely not treat her stepdaughter coldly. It's just that the little bell is not so easy to impress, and she is always lukewarm to Qiao Lu.

Which writer said that for those who have no bread, their troubles can be solved with only one loaf of bread, but for those who have too much bread, their troubles are very difficult to solve.

Little Bell just belongs to the kind of person who has too much bread, and Qiao Lu can't solve her mental distress with material things. The gap between the two of them can't be filled by Qiao Lu with beautiful clothes and toys. Even if Little Bell is sick and she takes care of her all night, Little Bell will not be moved. Although she has no mother, she is still the pearl of the Liang family, she has been carefully taken care of since she was a child, this is what she is accustomed to, what is there to be touched?

Since before getting married, Liang Zheng has done a lot of ideological work for her daughter - Aunt Qiao Lu is very kind, sings very well, and can cook, she will definitely take good care of you, can you call her mother?

Little Bell simply refused: "Mom is Mommy, Auntie is Auntie." ”

Every time she talks about "mother", Liang Zheng's heart still aches faintly. He remembered the scene at the time of the divorce, where his ex-wife was so resolute that she didn't want to look at her daughter again. The sentence "Can you give me an extra house at a glance at her" turned into a sharp dagger, completely cutting off Liang Zheng's last trace of attachment to her.

But how is he going to tell his daughter? Maybe she doesn't understand it now, but when she grows up, she knows that she didn't come to this world because of "love", how sad will she be?

Qiao Lu didn't advocate telling her the truth, as soon as the wedding was over, she said to Little Bell seriously: "You can call me Aunt Qiao, but you must know that I am different from other aunts." ”

The little bell grimaced: "What's the difference?"

"Because...... I'm a smart aunt. ”

"What is a smart aunt?"

"You see, grandparents are old and inconvenient, and they use a lot of electrical appliances, all of which are intelligent. Little Bell, I am still a child, and I need to be taken care of, and I am the 'smart aunt' who takes care of you. ”

"What's the benefit of a smart aunt?"

"Other aunties won't be on call, but I can, other aunts won't take you to the park, but I can, I'll also braid your hair and teach you to sing nursery rhymes...... I'll be able to do anything as long as you need it, and if you don't believe you can try. As long as you give the order, I will do it for you. ”

Little Bell was a little curious, so he ordered: "Then you make me a cup of milk tea." ”

Qiao Lu shook her head: "No, I don't understand your instructions." ”

"Why?"

"If a child wants to say something nice, if you say, 'Aunt Qiao, please make me a cup of milk tea,' then I will understand. ”

The little bell repeated, and Qiao Lu really agreed: "Okay, Liang Shiwen's child, milk tea will come soon." ”

Little Bell tilted her head and thought, this "smart aunt" makes milk tea very delicious, people...... It seems to be quite interesting, too.