Chapter 88: A pot of porridge

"Why are you back?" Obviously, Han Qiushi, who was not in advance and retreat, didn't realize that Xiang Chun would come home without eating lunch at noon, let alone meeting Wang Manli and Lan Ni here, his face was as red as a peach blossom, "When did you come?"

"I wasn't feeling well, so I came back early. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Thank you for helping me, baby is fine, it's fine. Xiang Chunzao's face was also red, and he sat upright, sweating in his palms, completely forgetting that his waist still hurt.

"I, I'm not worried baby, come and see how much he eats. Squatting down, picking up the puppy, and without waiting to open his mouth to Chunzao, Han Qiushi explained while rubbing the puppy's head, "When I came in the morning, it was too messy, the baby didn't eat or drink, I was worried, so, come and see." ”

"Come in and sit down for a while. Xiang Chunzao didn't know what to say.

Putting down the puppy, Han Qiushi was nervous: "No, I still have something, I'm leaving, Sister Manli, goodbye Lanni." ”

There was a door knock, and Han Qiushi left.

The three of them were confused, and they talked nonsense for a while, "Bang", Wang Manli and Lan Ni also left.

Looking at the door, Xiang Chunzao's mind was still "clattering".

Just now, it was this door, and it was opened, still with a key.

It's over, and I can't tell how many mouths I have.

What's more, it happened under Wang Manli's nose, facts speak louder than words, and she was witnessed by the gossip spirit, and now, she is really dead.

The light rain had stopped, the sky was still overcast, and it was a little cold in the house.

The two girls hadn't come back yet, and the home, which had been lively just now, suddenly quieted down. Only the puppy lay on the side, his eyes rolled slightly, looking at his master curiously, I don't know why a room of people came all at once, and it didn't take long for them to disperse, and suddenly there was only one person left.

Drain the water from the already warm glass bottle, refill it with boiling water, wrap it tightly, and cover it around your waist. Looking at the empty home, Xiang Chunzao's heart was in a mess with a pot of eight-treasure porridge, and he felt that the bottom of the pot was mush.

Han Qiushi, Han Qiushi, why did you come back at this time?

Didn't you already walk your baby in the morning? I didn't feel at ease after I hadn't seen him for a few hours, so I had to run back to see it? The result was a good one! How is this good? Thinking about it horizontally and vertically, it is a feeling of being caught.

Crying and laughing, his mind was full of Wang Manli's mouth wide open, the disbelief with her eyes wide open, and Lan Niruo pursed her lips and squinted her eyes, and Han Qiushi was unexpected, embarrassed and embarrassed, unable to advance or retreat.

It's over, it's over, and the gods can't save themselves.

He, Han Qiushi, a single divorced high-quality man, holds the door key of my single divorced mature woman's house, what kind of relationship should it be if it is not very ambiguous? Whose door key can be given to outsiders at will? And opened the door with ease, and what is even worse is that the puppy, shaking his head and tail, is simply welcoming his own family! Oops! At this time, no matter how you explain it, it is like there are no three hundred taels of silver here, and the more you smear it, the darker it becomes.

However, however, when my thoughts are disturbed, why do I feel that there is a kind of snickering joy in my heart?

Shaking his head, Xiang Chunzao asked himself, aside from Wang Manli and Lan Ni, what would Wang Manli and Lan Ni think, is it just because he is honest and kind, down-to-earth and steady?

Fang Liwei, the youth of the first love, no, to be exact, it should be the bitterness of the secret love, which is still stored in the depths of the heart, occasionally surfaced, and now, the opportunity that was missed back then has come again, and he has learned that he is also his first love, what a wonderful fate this should be, how unattainable!

Doesn't it mean that the happiest thing is that the person you love also loves you? And you resolutely choose to give up, is it just because he is far away and alienated?

When did his heart turn a corner? Xiang Chunzao meditated hard, but he couldn't understand the essentials, forgot his back pain, and forgot the sadness of losing his brother.

It's just that, ask your heart, is it just because you simply care about Han Qiushi, or is it because you fall in love with Han Qiushi, so you suffer from gains and losses?

There is no denying it!

Yes, the strongest feeling in Xiang Chunzao's heart is that he is irreversibly in love with Han Qiushi, but he can't say it. Because she didn't know whether Han Qiushi felt like a brother or a lover to her, and even if Han Qiushi was interested, she was much older after all, and the hustle and bustle of the world would make him restrain himself and deviate from his original intention.

Then, it is better to choose to be a pair of good neighbors and good sisters and brothers, or to live for a long time, so as not to bow your head and not look up in the future, but have to avoid the embarrassment that happens to you.

Why is there always a three-way intersection for me to choose? Xiang Chunzao asked himself again, frowned, and remembered Liu Zhiqiang again.

I received a call from him a few days ago, probably because I drank too much wine, was incoherent, had nothing to say, cried bitterly, and poured out my brain without admitting myself, and Xiang Chunzao knew what happened.

It turned out that Wang Yanyan was pregnant, and was discovered by the genuine lady of Hedong Lion's Roar, so she almost drowned in a cage, naturally she couldn't save the fetus in her womb, and what was even worse was that the doctor said that she would never have a chance to give birth in the future. There is no way, so he has to find a home that can settle down, so he pesters Liu Zhiqiang to death, because the handle is in Wang Yanyan's hands, as long as she doesn't let go, presumably in this life, he can only accompany her to the end of her life.

Also, he felt that he was blind, and for a watery poplar woman, he had lost his kind and virtuous wife and sensible and well-behaved daughter, and his intestines were all repentant.

Just as he was thinking about it, the sound of the door lock turning again, his nerves tensed again, and Xiang Chunzao stared at the door without blinking.

Oh, this time, it was Liu Miao and Xiang Lei who came in, their hands were full of plastic bags, and they really didn't buy less, no wonder they went for so long.

"Mom, are you in a hurry, I'll leave tomorrow, buy more, don't go out these days, it's enough for you two to eat for a few days." Oh, you're hungry, aren't you? We'll start cooking, you can rest for a while, you haven't slept well for two or three days. Liu Miao walked over and touched her mother's forehead, "Well, don't burn, go to bed and sleep, it's cold here, don't catch a cold." "

"Good daughter, really sensible, really a good boy of my mother, go, do less, we haven't rested well in the past two days, don't be tired, just tell Lei Lei to cook some simple meals." Xiang Chunzao's nose was sour, tears rolled in his eyes, pinched his nose, slowly stood up, and walked into the bedroom.

In the kitchen, the two girls were busy, and in the bedroom, Xiang Chunzao was already asleep, and he didn't even have the strength to dream, and of course, he couldn't smell the smell of rice porridge floating out of the kitchen.