His legs were numb, his calves were a little sore, so he stood all night, and Hong Yu sat on the bed and slept all night.

The nurse came early in the morning to deliver the thermometer, and when she saw it, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to come out, so she put down the thermometer and ran away.

After the nurse aunt came in with a mop, she simply cleaned up the trash can, covered her mouth and left with a smile.

"Have you had enough? Can you let me go? ”

"If you don't hold enough, if you don't take the child home with me today, I won't let you go"

"You ......"

Zhou Fan was so angry that he reached out and pulled his ears, but no matter how hard he tried, he just didn't let go of his hand, and it didn't even work to pick up his hair.

"How did I know you? Typical scoundrel"

“……”

Hong Yu just hugged Zhou Fan's waist and didn't let go, the circle was tight, leaned his head on her, and stumbled with Zhou Fan to the end.

"Mommy, I want to pee"

The son blinked and looked at Zhou Fan's back, and was afraid of Hong Yu, so he didn't even dare to speak loudly, showing his head outside.

"My son wants to pee, you let go"

"You promised me to go home with me, and I would let it go"

It's still the same question, how can people in their forties be so naïve? He is also a businessman, and he doesn't know how he does business? How do you mix with society?

"I promise! You let go."

The hand suddenly let go, and the waist instantly felt much lighter and cooler.

"Pull the hook, in front of your son, you are not allowed to play Laipi"

I really want to beat him to death, an idiot, and a child who learns from others, and he still has to pull the hook, why don't you let him swear?

"Hanging on the hook for a hundred years is not allowed to change"

"You're not forty, you're four, you're younger than your son"

Zhou Fan looked at his elated expression, and couldn't find the adjective to describe him, feeling that he had lived in vain.

"Big crooks, mom takes me to school......"

The son was holding his rooster balloon and singing in Zhou Fan's arms, full of energy and very excited.

"Does your tummy still hurt?"

"It hurts, Mom, when are you going to be home? I'm going to play with my brother with the spinning top."

Pulling up his son's pajama pants, Zhou Fan hugged him, returned to the hospital bed, and let him lie down.

"I'm going to have to wait two days, you just had surgery, you can't take a long car"

"Hmph, mom lied, I ignore you"

His son's words made Zhou Fan very helpless, so he could only turn around and go into the bathroom to flush the toilet and wash up by the way.

"I'm not friends with my mom anymore"

Zhou Fan looked at Hong Yu, his face was dazed, he glared and said, "It's all because of you, my son has a temper with me, now you are happy"

"He doesn't make friends with you, it doesn't matter, I'll be friends with you"

Hong Yu looked at Zhou Fan condescendingly, there were still water droplets on his face, and his eyes were blue, because he hadn't slept well for the past two days.

Who knew that the son suddenly lifted the quilt, cried with a sad face, and cried as soon as his mouth was flattened.

"My Mom, I Hate You"

The son's tears fell, Zhou Fan's heart was pinched together, he felt sorry for the child, attached to the side of the bed, and comforted him, "Good, you can't cry, otherwise the little cock will get bigger again, and you will have to have surgery, it hurts, right?" ”

"Mom doesn't make friends with me, I am good friends with grandpa, I don't play with you anymore"

I can't smile bitterly, children are children, innocent and innocent childlike innocence, so that Zhou Fan doesn't know what to do?

"Then your mother is mine, you sleep with grandpa tonight, mom sleeps with me"

Depressed to death, coaxing the child here, and stimulating the child again, can he still stop the tears?

The son's little hand tightly hooked Zhou Fan's neck, kissed and kissed Zhou Fan on the face, and leaned into Zhou Fan's ear and said in a trembling voice "Mom beat him"

"You hit, he you off, if you hit him, he will definitely not fight back"

The son's mouth flattened, let go of Zhou Fan's neck, stretched out his little hand in front of Zhou Fan and said, "Look, my hand is too small, I can't beat him"

Hong Yu was angry, the two of them discussed beating themselves together, the son was still very young, his mind was on his mother, and he seemed to be an outsider.

"Mom, you hit him"

The son begged Zhou Fan again to let her beat Hong Yu, but Zhou Fan had to turn around and look at Hong Yu and say, "I'm sorry, my son just had surgery, you just have to bear with it."

raised his hand and slapped Hong Yu's arm, then turned his head to look at the bed and said "Okay"

"My Mom"

The son emphasized again, reached out to take Zhou Fan's hand, and wrapped his little arm around Zhou Fan's arm, his eyes were full of affirmation.

"I didn't rob my mother with you, but she is my wife, the person who sleeps with me at night, and the woman who lives with me all my life"

After taking it, he is definitely sick in the head, jealous of his son, his face is not red, his heart is not beating, and he looks like a matter of course, which is very disgusting.

The son didn't understand what he meant, he just hugged Zhou Fan's arm tightly, pouted, and didn't speak with tears in his eyes.

"Call Me Daddy"

The son lay on the bed, not moving, not even blinking his eyes, as if there was no one around him.

"I'm your dad, call me daddy, I'll buy you anything"

Zhou Fan pushed Hong Yu and told him to stop, don't say any more, just now he 'bullied' his son, and now he is letting the child call him father, unless he is a fool, otherwise he will never open his mouth to call people.

"Breakfast"

Zhou Fang carried a convenience bag and came back from outside, followed by two "bodyguards".

"I bought corn cereal porridge, salted duck eggs, and the dog ignored the buns"

"Grandpa, he bullied me"

The son suddenly let go of his hand, his aggrieved expression was extremely rich, and he pointed at Hong Yu to 'complain' to Zhou.

"He robbed my mother with me"

Zhou Fang put down breakfast with a smile, walked next to Hong Yu and raised his hand to knock on his head, and said, "You let me bully my grandson, the wings are hard, aren't they?" See if I don't clean you up."

"You're really fighting!"

Hong Yu covered his head and hid next to Zhou Fan, so that Zhou Fang couldn't hit him.

"Okay, grandpa has helped you 'take revenge', let's have breakfast, wait for the doctor to come to check the ward after eating, and then we can go home"

"Really!"

"What are you lying to?"

After setting up the breakfast, Zhou Fan wiped the child's face and hands with a towel, pointed to the breakfast on the small table and asked, "What to eat?" ”

"Buns"

"Drink water first, then eat, and when you go home, you have to eat more fruits and vegetables, constipation is quite serious"

Hong Yu rolled up his sleeves, followed Zhou Fan to the bathroom, took a pink toothbrush, squeezed the toothpaste, and brushed.

Before his face was washed, he saw that his toothbrush was occupied, so he didn't even ask, he just took it and used it.

"You ......"

This person really makes people feel angry, but he doesn't have a way, he doesn't fight back when he beats him, he scolds him, he doesn't fight back, and he plays a scoundrel.

A bowl of millet porridge, a salted duck egg, Zhou Fanguang ate the egg yolk, the egg white was left, Hong Yu still did not dislike it, and ate the remaining egg white.

"What do you eat at noon? I let people do it."

"Whatever"

Hong Yu reached out to get the bun, who knew that his son snatched the bag together, stuffed it into the quilt and said, "My mother hasn't eaten it yet?" You've got both eggs."

Poor buns, stuffed into the quilt, can you still eat it? Silly son one.

Gently lifted the quilt and looked at it, my son actually stuffed the bun between his legs, and after reading it, he couldn't stand up with a smile.

"Did I say I ate? I got it for my wife."

Zhou Fang drank the porridge, couldn't swallow it with a smile, put down the bowl and said, "Moon, he's your father, you can't ...... like this"

"Uncle, look at the buns, where did he stuff them? I won't eat it either."

Zhou Fan laughed and pulled the quilt down, laughing even more.

"Yikes! Does your little cock want to eat buns? Do you stuff buns into your crotch and feed it? ”

"Ahem......"

Hong Yu took a bite of breakfast, squirted out directly, stretched out his thumb to the child lying on the bed, and smiled.

"Give it to your mother!"

"I don't eat it, you can eat it!"

The son took the bun, looked at Zhou Fan, and handed it to Zhou Fan.

Gladly accepted, Zhou Fan kissed his son's face, smiled and said, "Don't stuff the bun into the crotch of your pants in the future"

"Don't give him food"

Zhou Fan understood his son's intentions, after all, he was still young and didn't understand anything.

It's Hong Yu, the child keeps a distance from him and doesn't want to be close to him, and Hong Yu's mother, even if she goes to his house and stays for two days, what can she change?