Tu Mochu didn't believe in karma, but from that day on, while helping Jing Lin recuperate, he began to donate money in various names, many schools were established, countless children could receive education, and children's medical institutions and orphanages were also donated.

Lin Fangfei sensed that the situation was wrong, and Tu Mochu didn't hide it from her anymore, and told her that the child might be unhealthy. Lin Fangfei was worried and sad in her heart, and it took a long time before she said: "It's better to hide it from Linlin first, a bad mood during pregnancy will have a greater impact." ”

Tu Mochu responded, calmly handled everything, made arrangements for the hospital during childbirth, and learned first aid and body conditioning knowledge.

Later, Jing Lin's belly gradually grew, she felt that she had gained a lot of weight, her waist was gone, her legs were a little swollen, and her mood became not good. She wrapped herself in a quilt and refused to drink the fish soup, "I don't want to drink it anymore, I'm about to vomit." ”

Lin Fangfei glared at her, "What a big girl, you still have one in your stomach, what's the trouble?" ”

Jing Lin felt that most of the people in her stomach didn't like fish soup.

When Tu Mo first got home, he saw Lin Fangfei pulling Jinglin's quilt. He frowned imperceptibly, "Mom, I'll persuade her." ”

Lin Fangfei sighed, "Okay." ”

Waiting for Lin Fangfei to go out, Tu Mochu closed the door and gently patted the ball in the quilt. Jing Lin cautiously poked her head out, she was indeed fatter and more cute. "My mom is gone?"

Tu Mochu smiled: "Hmm." It's stuffy in the quilt, don't cover it. ”

Jing Lin got up and hugged his neck, "I want to vomit when I drink the fish soup, I don't want to drink it." ”

Tu Mochu took advantage of the situation to hold her in his arms, some small things can be used to, but Tu Mochu will not rely on her for things related to physical health. However, he is not Lin Fangfei, he will not force her to drink, he knows that Jing Lin dislikes that he is fat, but the jade legs are still slender and good-looking, and the girl is soft, and it is more comfortable to hold.

He laughed, "Not fat." Her skirt was loosely dressed, Tu Mochu lowered her head and smiled and looked at the place where she was really "fat", "Linlin is more fragrant, white and cute." ”

Jing Lin was praised shyly, and her clear eyes were full of water.

Tu Mochu coaxed, "Shall I feed you?" ”

In the end, the bowl of soup Jinglin still drank.

Lin Fangfei felt angry and funny, and had some feelings, she claimed to love her daughter, but she was far from being as patient as Tu Mochu. She knew that Tu Mochu was under a lot of pressure, and she didn't tell Jing Lin about the child until this summer.

The doctor persuaded him at the time, saying that the child might be unstable, and after several examinations, the child's development was indeed delayed. Tu Mochu silently looked at Jing Lin's joyful and anticipatory appearance every day, and looked for ways to take care of her and coax her.

Tu Mochu has made a lot of efforts, and the child is also angry, and An An has stayed in his mother's womb for ten months. However, the child was weak and was born long later than the due date.

On the day Jing Lin gave birth, the family waited anxiously outside the delivery room. Jing Hu also came, and he already had some of the outlines of a teenager. Jing Zhenhao walked around, Lin Fangfei knew what the situation was, and was so anxious that she wanted to stomp her feet.

Jing Hu looked at Tu Mochu. The distant lights were lit up under the dark sky, and the man stood in front of the window, the whole person was unusually silent, as if he had melted into the endless night, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jing Hu felt that the quiet Tu Mochu was the most depressed and worried person, and he couldn't help but walk over and comfort: "Brother-in-law, don't worry, my sister and baby will definitely be fine." ”

Tu Mochu turned his head and answered in a low voice.

It wasn't until two o'clock in the morning that the doctor in the delivery room finally came out. Tu Mochu hurriedly walked over, the doctor took off the mask, and said a little embarrassed and said a not very good news, "The child is too young, only more than four pounds, and the airway is not smooth, it may be ......"

The rest of the words were not finished, but everyone understood that Lin Fangfei's eyes were wet, and the child might not survive.

The night was dark, and Tu Mochu asked in a dumb voice, "Is my wife okay?" ”

"She's fine, she's too tired to rest."

Tu Mochu went over to look at Jing Lin, she was already asleep, the air was filled with a faint smell of blood, Tu Mochu dropped a light kiss on her forehead, "Baby, it's hard work." ”

Jing Lin closed her eyes, and there was a faint tenderness between her eyebrows.

The little nurse said, "Do you want to see the child?" ”

Tu Mochu paused slightly, "Hmm." ”

It's a boy, very small, Tu Mochu doesn't think it's much bigger than his own slap. Lin Fangfei couldn't bear to come and see, everyone felt that he couldn't survive.

The baby is lying in the incubator, every breath, the rise and fall of the little chest is very difficult, how fragile life is.

Tu Mochu looked at it, his eyes were red, he gently helped the baby to breathe, and the nurse accompanying him was a little unbearable, but he didn't make a sound to stop such a futile behavior.

The surroundings were quiet, Tu Mochu listened to the child's hard breathing, touched his weak little hand, and whispered: "When Dad was four years old...... I also thought that I couldn't live, son, life is very tenacious. ”

The pink little fist touched the man's fingers slightly, and Tu Mochu's eyes suddenly wet.

Tu Mochu accompanied the baby for three days and three nights next to the baby incubator, and everyone thought that the baby who couldn't survive became the big devil of the kindergarten at the age of four.

The big demon king's baby is named Tu Mujing, who is usually lawless, but he is only afraid of his cold-faced father. His father was silent when he was angry, but after two days, Xiao Mujing could always learn a big lesson.

Tu Mujing's children are particularly popular in kindergarten, with a lively and cheerful personality, more delicate than Tu Mochu's childhood, wearing a small shirt, and very cute. He was so combative that he broke the sofa at home for a while, and made a hole in the slide of the kindergarten for a while.

Tu Mochu received a call from the kindergarten teacher and came to pick up the big demon king with his daughter.

Tu Mujing died unrepentantly, and argued in a milky voice, "It's obvious that it fell down and smashed it by itself, it's not me." ”

When Tu Mochu came in with the little princess in his arms, the four-year-old Great Demon King was silenced at once.

The daughter followed Jing Lin's surname, and Jing Aimo blinked her big eyes at her brother's gray face and giggled.

Tu Mujing finally apologized.

Two-year-old Aimo was eating a lollipop, and Tu Mochu was holding his daughter in one hand and carrying his son's back collar in the other hand to the parking lot.

Tu Mujing looked up at his sister, "Silly Aimo, come down and walk." ”

Little Aimo got close to his brother and obediently came down to go with him. Tu Mujing held her chubby little hand and proudly told her how cool he was in kindergarten just now.

Jing Aimo didn't understand, Tu Mochu gave his son a sharp eye, Tu Mujing's child didn't seem to feel the gaze of death, and talked happily to himself. The two children climbed into the car.

When he got out of the car, Xiao Aimo's hair was stuck with a lollipop, and his expression was very innocent. Tu Mujing crooked his mouth and made a wicked grimace.

Tu Mochu raised his eyebrows, took out his daughter's leather band from his pocket, tied her soft hair, and wiped her mouth. Jing Aimo looks more like Jing Lin, and her clear eyes are like a clear spring.

Tu Mujing had already run away.

Jing Lin was cooking at home, and Tu Mujing hugged her mother's calf.

Jing Lin nodded his forehead affectionately, "Wash your hands first when you go home, little naughty bag, the teacher has sued again." ”

I don't know how my son can toss so much, I can't wait to tear down the house, but Tu Mochu has lost a lot of money to this big demon king. Tu Mujing's child is like this, and he can't see the appearance of congenital deficiency at all.

In the evening, the two children went back to sleep in the children's room.

Jing Lin pondered in her heart and said, "Is Mu Jing ADHD?" It's a lot of trouble every day. ”

Tu Mochu said: "He is very smart and has a high IQ. ”

Jing Lin was surprised, "Really? ”

Tu Mochu was silent for a moment, "Well, I was also a little precocious when I was a child. He knows a lot of things, such as not letting me hug Jing Aimo. ”

"Isn't he jealous?"

Tu Mochu whispered, "He knows that I don't have a calf. "Although the little princess of their family is not heavy, for a disabled person like Tu Mochu, it will be a burden after holding it for a long time. Tu Mujing didn't let his father hold him since he was a child, and later he didn't allow Jing Ai Molai to be in his father's arms.

Jing Lin's eyes widened, and Tu Mochu lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jing Lin kissed the corner of his mouth, "Don't think about it, in my son's heart, you are a big hero." ”

Tu Mochu smiled and didn't speak.

The family went back to N City for the New Year, and the snow in N City was not as heavy as usual this winter. The house in the old community has never been sold, and the hometown is an unforgettable place for a lifetime.

A lot has happened this year. Chen Meixi and Yang Chengjie got married and were pregnant at the beginning of the year, and Jing Lin happily bought a lot of maternal and baby products for Meixi.

I heard that Meng Jiali wanted to marry a rich man, and she fell in love with a married man, and finally lost her wife and soldiers, and they just raised her outside to play, and they kicked her out during the Chinese New Year this year.

Tan Mengxian followed an old man with a good pension, who smoked, drank and gambled, and lived a miserable life. Tan Mengxian was also in no mood to take care of Tu Jiaqi, and sent the child back to Tu Yiqian.

Tu Yiqian is less than fifty years old, but his hair is gray, he looks haggard and old, and his face is sad.

When Jing Lin saw Tu Jiaqi again, the child was thin, his clothes were thin and dirty, and his dark eyes were not shining, which was really embarrassing. When you see him, you know how bad Tu Yiqian's life is.

Tu Jiaqi opened his mouth, not knowing what to call her, and looked at Tu Mochu again.

Tu Mochu was also looking at him, but did not speak. Jing Lin gave Tu Jiaqi a red envelope, "Happy New Year, it's cold outside, go home." ”

Tu Jiaqi wiped his red eyes, gritted his teeth and ran home.

After the year, Tu Mochu gave their father and son a small sum of money, at least they would not let Tu Jiaqi freeze like this in winter. The sound of "brother" back then seemed to be still in his ears, and Tu Mochu watched their babies grow up day by day, and felt that his heart was not as hard as it used to be.

It rained in the spring, and before going back, Tu Mochu asked Jing Lin, "Do you want to go and see our former kindergarten?" ”

"Okay, is that place still there?"

"Well, I didn't let people move." Tu Mochu later bought that piece of land, and after so many years of being taken care of, it was still vaguely the way it once was.

The "kindergarten" sign is blurry and the original font color is no longer visible, and several plum trees in the yard still bloom every year. It's a rudimentary place, and now the kindergarten has no facilities, and the two seesaws made of wooden planks are gradually eroding and decaying.

Jing Lin pushed open the door, and the golden sunlight covered the courtyard of the kindergarten. In a trance, it seemed that among the original group of immature children, the little boy who was not easy to get along with was silent, sitting alone in a wheelchair, his eyes were cold and lonely.

Jing Lin reminisced about the old days, "I remember giving you a very beautiful lotus flower at that time, do you remember?" ”

Tu Mochu chuckled in a low voice, "I remember." I thought, what a fool, who likes lotus flowers. ”

The afternoon sun was warm, and he said: "Looking back now, the paper airplanes, lotuses, and bamboo dragonflies sent by the little fool are ...... There are so many things that have made me have a childhood. ”

Jing Lin blinked beautifully, looking like she was begging for praise.

Tu Mochu's eyes were full of gentleness, and finally he whispered: "Meeting you is the best thing." ”

Tu Mochu said that their family's big demon king was smart and precocious, but Jing Lin didn't take it seriously at first. After all, Tu Mujing is too naughty, he is like a walking excavator, he can't wait to dig a hole and cause a little damage wherever he goes.

When Jing Aimo was in kindergarten, Tu Mujing was in the first grade, and the six-year-old Great Demon King came back with a wound on his face for the first time.

Jing Aimo said: "My brother fought. Not only that, but after the fight, her brother threatened her not to speak, and now he locked himself in his room and sulked.

Jing Lin asked, "Why is my brother fighting?" ”

Jing Aimo shook his head pitifully, "Brother won't let me say it." ”

Jing Lin pinched her pink little face, "Don't even your mother say it?" ”

Jing Aimo hesitated: "Mom should be able to say it." In fact, she was also very curious, "There was a person in my brother's class who said that my father was crippled, and my brother got into a fight with him." Mom, what is a cripple? ”

Tu Mochu pursed his lips tightly and didn't overdo it.

Jing Lin's eyes were sour, and she looked at her daughter's innocent eyes, "What nonsense are they talking about!" Baby, when people are born, they will be given gifts and blessings to make them complete and happy. But sometimes God is too busy to forget that some people don't get gifts, and they have a harder time than others, but it's not their fault. ”

"Didn't Dad get a present?"

"yes."

Jing Aimo thought about it, said sadly and seriously: "Aimo can give his gift to Dad." ”

Tu Mochu rubbed her little head and bent the corners of her mouth.

At night, the Great Demon King will kick the quilt, and Tu Mochu will come over to cover him. But when Tu Mo first passed over tonight, the moon lamp next to Tu Mujing's child's bed was still on.

In the dim light, two small balls were biting their ears. The Great Demon King pinched his sister's face angrily, but he didn't dare to push too hard, "You big mouth, you said that you are not allowed to tell anyone." ”

Jing Aimo said aggrievedly: "But I want to know what it means to be disabled." ”

There was a moment of silence in the room. Tu Mochu felt that he seemed to be back to the night when Tu Yiqian and Fang Lanzhi quarreled when he was young, and he was separated from them by the door, listening to them say those cruel words that he would never forget for many years.

At night, the city is silent, and a bright moon outside quietly sprinkles the bright moonlight. The two little babies snuggled up, and Tu Mochu overheard their conversation.

Tu Mujing told his sister seriously, with firm words, "Jing Aimo, Dad was only injured, he will always be the most powerful, strongest and greatest hero in the world." ”

The June wind is incomparably warm. Tu Mochu quietly closed the door, and for the first time understood that the beauty of the world had all fallen into his palm.