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The outline of the facial features that can be seen clearly just after being washed out by the rain is full of mud soup again.

Li Yingjun was so frightened that he picked up Dale from the water and hugged him. There was a hospital nearby, he knew, three steps and two steps, and the meteor ran over.

When he arrived at the entrance of the hospital, he understood a little.

There are people everywhere, and several angels in white stand respectfully at the consultation desk, patiently explaining to people the importance and process of handling a card.

There were five long queues at the registration desk. There are plugs, there are pushes, and there are complaints.

Li Yingjun carried Dale with both hands, and there was no need to free up and touch it, there was no money.

No money means no one to treat you.

Da Le moved and grinned at Li Yingjun: "Dad, you don't have money to come to any hospital, go back." I'll just lie down for a while. ”

Li Yingjun's eyes were red: "It's all useless for Dad." ”

Da Le "cut", took another long breath, his body twitched, and his brows furrowed.

Li Yingjun was anxious: "Dale Dale, you won't have acute appendicitis, right?" ”

"Butt appendicitis, let's go! I'm cold! ”

Li Yingjun's fatherly tenderness was not up or down by Da Le's "fart" word, he wanted to beat him up and down before, but now Da Le is still sick, he can't throw him on the ground, right? Li Yingjun sighed, hugged Dale and turned around and went out.

"Da Le, why don't you stay here to avoid the rain for a while?"

"Why are you so verbose...... Go home, go home! ”

Li Yingjun gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and ran towards home like a charge.

Da Le looked at Li Yingjun in the bumps of the wave-like advance, and the rain poured on his face, converging into a stream at his chin, and everything dripped onto Da Le's face.

"You're not my dad."

Li Yingjun was so frightened that he almost threw Dale away.

It took a lot of effort for Li Yingjun to cover up his panic: "Silly, stupid child, I, I'm not your father, who, who is your father." ”

"You're like my mom."

Li Yingjun almost collapsed, and almost threw Dale again.

Li Yingjun looked down at Dale in the rain and smiled. Da Le also smiled, his eyes narrowed into small crescents again, and there were still water droplets on his eyelashes.

Li Yingjun didn't stop nagging along the way, and the two of them finally returned home, Dale frowned: "Dad, your clothes, pants and shoes are all finished." ”

It turns out that cheap is not good, good is not cheap, this pair of leather shoes gives good evidence, open the glue.

Li Yingjun put Da Le on the bed, and brought over the broken blanket of Si Le, wrapping Da Le like a silkworm cocoon.

Da Le struggled out and let out a breath, shouting, "You're going to suffocate me to death!" ”

Before he finished shouting, a relatively clean rag had already covered his hair, and he was rubbed by Li Yingjun for a while.

After finishing the work, Li Yingjun took off his white-collar clothes, took a set of dry clothes from the corner of the bed and changed them, put the wet clothes on the rope in the house, squatted under the eaves, and began to worry about the getting lighter and lighter rain.

The one hundred and twenty-three seven cents dangled in front of his eyes.

"Dad, what else do you want? If it's gone, it's gone. Dale rolled around on the bed.

"I didn't think about it, who said I did...... It's raining so hard, why don't they come back? ”

"It's not like this when you come back, it's raining heavily outside, and it's raining lightly inside the house."

At this time, Li Yingjun noticed the ticking sound behind him, and when he turned around, his mouth opened into an O-shape.

"This, this, how do I sleep at night!"

The "skylight" above brought in all the rainwater without leaking, and the bed was a wet mess.

Da Le laughed, Li Yingjun raised his middle finger at the skylight above, looked at the puddle of water on the bed and secretly decided: "Although you can bathe in the sky every morning, when the weather is clear, you should make a plastic sheet or something like that." ”

Erle and they finally came back, and the four children approved a disposable meal cloth, which may have been given by the kind owner of a restaurant.

Even the heavy rain did not dampen their interest, and they were all in good spirits.

Erle looked at Da Le: "Is it better?" ”

Wule had already climbed onto Da Le's bed, watching Da Le, who was wrapped in a silkworm cocoon, poke and poke with his chubby and dirty little hands.

Sile didn't bring flowers back.

Sanle put the two heavy rice bowls on the table as usual.

"Don't go out tonight, will you?" Li Yingjun asked tentatively while eating.

"Dad, Sile didn't bring flowers back." Da Le supported himself to eat a bite, and fed Wule who was lying on the bed and didn't leave.

"It's raining, so there's nothing to do with walking in the heavy rain." Erle made a summary.

Sanle said, "That's it." ”

Sile focused on dealing with a vermicelli, and successfully sucked all of them into his mouth before speaking: "It's not, there are also like that, walking in the rain is called romantic, I don't know, right?" In comparison, people feel that buying flowers and sending flowers is too cheesy. ”

Wule spread his hands: "Bubbles, bubbles." ”

Da Le put the things in his hand on the edge of the bed, and asked down, "Who gave it to him?" ”

"Widow Zhao." Erle said with a mouthful of food in his mouth.

Li Yingjun had to show his father's majesty to give them correct guidance and education: "Erle, how old are you, it's not good to say this." I've been bringing this up a long time ago, and I'm going to take this opportunity today to talk to you. Li Yingjun shook his head and said seriously: "Grandpa Zhai, Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhao, Aunt Liu......"

The five children looked at Li Yingjun with big eyes and eyes as they did on the first day when they saw Li Yingjun wake up, forgetting to eat when there was nothing in their mouths, forgetting to chew when they ate, and forgetting to swallow after chewing.

"They are all your elders, do you see what you say? Lao Zhai Tou, Lao Zhang Tou, Widow Zhao, Liu Big Ass, Big Shah...... Calling behind your back, and calling in person, why is there no politeness at all? ”

"Dad......" Erle spoke.

Li Yingjun interrupted him with an unhappy wave: "Don't interject when adults talk and children." Son, there is still a long way to go in life, if you give others respect, they will give you respect......"

Da Le was simply stunned.

Wule pointed at Li Yingjun and grabbed it with both hands: "Big ass, big ass, hahaha." ”

Li Yingjun's forehead was bruised.

Sile said timidly: "Dad, it's all ...... you gave you"

"What?" Li Yingjun was intoxicated by his words and deeds, and was a little dazed when he heard this.

"You gave it up."

"Huh?" Li Yingjun's voice is loud and can lift the roof.

Sile didn't realize it, and continued to hit Li Yingjun: "You still call Lao Zhangtou an old liar, and Lao Zhaitou a chicken pulling string......"

Sanle also joined in: "Actually, Lao Zhai Tou plays the piano quite well, Dasha is not stupid, every time you go out with him, he earns more than you, you are okay to touch Liu ......"

"Sanle!" Da Le scolded sharply, stopping Sanle from continuing to speak.

But Li Yingjun can also guess it.

Li Yingjun's heart was full of dark clouds, and the summer rain continued.

Oh my God, Li Yingjun, Li Yingjun, what kind of person are you!

Li Yingjun held his head, and the whole person shrank on the edge of the dinner table in a daze.

Erle played Sanle for a while, glared at Sile again, and pretended to speak smartly: "Dad, I know, you actually don't want us to talk about Zhao...... Aunt Zhao. I can see that she is also very interesting to you, if you are not happy for us to say that she is Widow Zhao, we will not talk about it. ”

Sanle also became "smart": "If she follows you in the future, of course we don't want her to be a widow." ”

Li Yingjun felt even more black in front of him.

"You ......," he felt like he was going to vomit blood.

Sile still disagrees with Erle Sanle's statement: "What you said is not right, she uses soap every day, but there is still a smell on her body." Daddy didn't like her at all. ”

Widow Zhao, about forty years old, is the only one in the area who can afford to rinse and rinse every night when she comes back.

The women looked down on her and envied her.

Because of the smell of the fox, she naturally has a begging weapon, entangled behind pedestrians, basically none of them are not paid to leave quickly, basically belong to the hand to catch, invincible.

Because of this, her husband is lazy to eat, as a beggar, he actually caught up with another woman to ask for food, and the two planned to go back to their hometown to live with Widow Zhao behind their backs, but they didn't expect to encounter a car accident, and the mandarin duck's dream was shattered, and both died. And Widow Zhao stayed in this city, and only during the Chinese New Year did she go back to the dead ghost husband's house to see the children thrown at home, and then throw a few dollars to the dead ghost husband's parents.

This is the only information that Li Yingjun found out from the neighborhood.

In retrospect, this Widow Zhao seems, no, does mean a little bit to him. It's okay to always say hello and throw flattering eyes to ask for warmth, of course, Li Yingjun, who has no barrier-free sense of smell, avoids her.

Li Yingjun held his head and was depressed for a while, and found that the topic had successfully changed from his first determination to educate his son to his son exposing him.

"Boy, I almost fell for your trick." Li Yingjun got rid of the shadow in his heart, shook his head, regained his strength, and his eyes were blazing: "Don't change the topic, today I'm talking about your title for your elders, don't pull it on me." ”

"What do you mean by a title?"

"Stupid, it's how to weigh your stomach."

Li Yingjun's fist clicked.

"Don't interject while I'm talking!" Li Yingjun was angry: "From today onwards, you must be polite to others, and if I hear you, I will spank you." ”

"Liu's big ass! Spanking! Wule fluttered on the bed without knowing what to do.

The four slightly larger heads brushed and looked at Li Yingjun.

"Old son, Wule, although it is the first time you saved your father from rotten noodles, I can only cry and kill the horse, I'm sorry!" Li Yingjun secretly made up his mind, stood up suddenly, walked to the bed, and took Wule down, and slapped his hand.

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