It's Friday afternoon, and Menghan only has the first class.

Holding back his uneasiness, Menghan arranged his weekend homework, explained the holiday safety precautions to the students as usual, and went to the principal's office to ask for leave, and then dialed the phone number of Songbaiyuan's house.

The phone was connected, and it was her mother Ji Cuilan who answered the phone.

"Mom, is that you?" Even though her mother's familiar voice was already ringing in her ears, she habitually asked.

"Hanhan, what's the matter?" Ji Cuilan on the other end of the phone lowered her voice, "Shhh This kid didn't fall asleep until half past two today. ”

"Okay." Menghan said.

Xiao Yu, this cute little guy, he is two and a half years old, he can talk a lot, and under the pampering of Xia Hanshan and Ji Cuilan, he began to learn to be naughty-

He would sometimes jump down from a little height with his feet together; When you slide the slide in Songbai Square at the front door, you will climb high and low on the small stainless steel ladder frame next to the naughty castle......

Therefore, whenever Menghan goes to work, Ji Cuilan and Xia Hanshan take Xiaoyu at home, and they always have to be careful in everything.

And when Menghan came back from work, Ji Cuilan had to report Xiaoyu's "outstanding" performance that day, and Menghan couldn't help but laugh when she heard it.

"Alright, you say." On the other end of the phone, Ji Cuilan's voice rose significantly, "Menghan, is there anything wrong with you?" Calling home at this time? Did Nian Junhong ask you to go out with him at night again? Hanhan, you have to be good, Jun Hong takes you out, but he actually respects you, which just proves that there are no other messy women outside him, where to find such a good husband. ”

Good husband? Hearing this word, Menghan sneered in his heart. If Nian Junhong is a good husband, then the good man in the world is estimated to die.

She remembered all the unreasonable demands he had made of her on those sensual occasions, and sighed deeply.

That's it, it's all fate! She didn't want to fight against fate, in other words, even if she did, what could she do?

Well, these things will eventually pass, and now, her so-called good husband has been diagnosed with cancer, and it is estimated that even he himself has no energy to go to those places anymore.

Well, she finally doesn't have to go to nasty places anymore, and she finally doesn't have to deal with the men she hates.

At this point, she should be happy, she should have a sense of relief. But strangely, she didn't, on the contrary, a kind of pathos welled up in her heart. This made her voice sound a little more nasal.

"Mom, I just received a call from Xin Chen, saying that Nian Junhong has liver cancer, and I have to go back to Cuibai Garden immediately. If I can't come back right away, I'm sure I'll have to take a leave of absence from school for a while. Xiao Yu will ask you and Dad to take care of it. ”

"What do you say? Hanhan, you said that Nian Junhong had liver cancer? Ji Cuilan on the other end of the phone exclaimed.

Over there, Xia Hanshan, who was tending to vegetables in the vegetable patch in the corner of the courtyard, heard Cuilan's cry and raised his head in surprise.

Did he hear it wrong just now, his prospective son-in-law, Nian Junhong, had liver cancer?

He immediately got up, stepped in front of his wife in a few steps, and snatched the mobile phone from Ji Cuilan's hand.

"Hanhan, you tell Dad what's going on. Nian Junhong, what's wrong with him? He tried to keep his tone as calm as possible.

"Dad, Nian Junhong is sick, with advanced liver cancer, and I'm going to see him in Cuibai Garden now."

"Is this news reliable?" Xia Hanshan asked.

"It was Xin Chen who just called me to tell me, and I don't believe it, Dad, I'm going to leave for Cypress Park now. If necessary, I would recommend Junhong to go to another hospital for a follow-up. ”

"Go ahead, kid, and stay safe on the road. Hurry over before it gets dark. Xia Hanshan leaned against the wall, God, Nian Junhong had cancer, and his friend who had a deep relationship with him in the past, his son-in-law-to-be had liver cancer, and it was still in an advanced stage.

"Then I'll go, Xiao Yu will trouble you and your mother to take care of it." Menghan said.

"Child, go with confidence! Xiao Yu, your mother and I will be optimistic. Xia Han Mountain Road, "When I get to Zhuyin District to implement the situation, make a phone call back, and in a few days, I will also go to Cuibai Garden." ”

"Okay, Dad." Menghan responded, put down the phone, and pressed the cut button.

She returned to Laixia Creek, simply packed some clothes, called a taxi, and went straight to the Jiansheng Hospital in Zhuyin District, where Nian Junhong was staying.

Second Floor of the Department of Surgery, Room 204, Special Ward.

Menghan stood in the doorway, took a deep breath, then raised his right hand and struck it twice on the door.

It was Xin Lei who opened the door.

When she saw Menghan, she greeted her lightly, and when Menghan entered the ward, she closed the door and walked towards her father's sickbed.

Xin Chen was also there, as soon as the sister and brother received the news of their father's hospitalization at noon, they immediately rushed back, and now they are secretly relieved in their hearts when they see Menghan coming.

Although they all hired special care, they finally had someone in the family to accompany their father.

"You can go back, just have Menghan here to accompany me." Nian Junhong said softly to his children, "Especially Xin Lei, the baby is still waiting for you to feed!" Go back, the babysitter doesn't have milk for the baby. In the future, if I have any problems, I will ask Menghan to call you back. Tingchen, I hope you get married as soon as possible. was supposed to get married two years ago, but how did it drag on until the end of this year. I can't drag this body, I hope you get married at the end of this month, and you go back and discuss it with your girlfriend. I can't wait, I don't want to leave with regrets. ”

"Dad, you'll be fine, I'll find the best doctor to treat you. I think that the combination of Chinese and Western medicine will have a more significant effect. Xin Chen hurriedly said, "As for the marriage date, I will discuss it with Yaqing, her grandmother's death has affected her mood before, so it has been delayed for so long." You can take care of your illness with peace of mind! ”

Nian Junhong nodded.

"Dad, let's go," the siblings waved at Nian Junhong and cleaned up some pots and pans on the bedside table.

Xin Lei turned to Menghan: "Menghan, Dad will ask you for the next few days, I'll come back in two days." ”

"Go, I'm here here, if it really doesn't work, I'll ask my dad to come over, and I can go to my school to ask for leave." Menghan said busily, she nodded at Xin Lei.

Tinglei didn't nod, her expression was blank, and she glanced at the new mother who was embarrassed enough to be her sister at this age, and she had always rejected Menghan, the little stepmother, in her heart.

After the siblings left, Menghan moved from the end of the bed to Nian Junhong's bed, and she leaned over to help her husband lift the quilt up.

Nian Junhong touched his chest with one hand: there was a faint pain in the liver area, although today's anti-inflammatory drugs had hung up. Luckily, the pain wasn't as painful as it was before the bottle hung up in the morning.

Menghan pulled a chair and sat down at the head of the bed. She looked at her husband all over again.

In just two weeks, this middle-aged man in his prime has changed greatly.

The skin that used to be ancient is now vegetable green; The eyes that were radiant in the past seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, the white and yellow of the originally clear eyes were terrifying, and the eyes that looked at his wife were sad, lovely, and hopeless.

"Junhong." Menghan leaned down towards him and stretched out his hands to grasp the withered hand he had placed on the white sheet.

"Menghan, you're here." He pulled out the hand she was holding and looked behind her, "What about Xiao Yu?" I didn't come with you. ”

"No," Menghan replied, "I'll put him in the pine garden for my parents to take care of." I thought I would come to take care of you, so I didn't have time to take care of the child, so I left him in the pine garden. Jun Hong, when did you come to the hospital for a check-up? She asked.

Despite his description of the withered tree, she still did not want to believe the fact that he was seriously ill.

"I went to the provincial hospital for a comprehensive physical examination last week, I didn't believe the results, and I came to this hospital for a re-examination, and when the doctor confirmed the diagnosis, I came here in the morning."

"Why didn't you notify me earlier, I can take a leave of absence." Menghan said, "Xin Chen's work nature is different, he can't leave, Xin Lei has to take a child again, it's more convenient for me to take a day or two off here." ”

Nian Junhong looked at his young wife and sighed, God, if she was perfect before marrying him, if Xiao Yu was his child, he would cherish this woman in front of him. He will also cherish the new home that this woman brought him.

However, it backfired.

He spent a lot of thought and money, and the woman he got after several twists and turns turned out to be in love and not a virgin, which he knew on the wedding night. Although he was slightly drunk that night, his mind was still quite clear.

For this reason, he was full of regrets in his heart. And every time he faced Menghan's face that resembled his wife, this regret would be invisibly suppressed. He turned to comfort himself, isn't it just a place! Never mind. What age are they, and they are still so entangled?

However, when he learned the news of Menghan's pregnancy, it can be said that he was really surprised and angry in his heart. God, it's not fair!

Five years ago, when Xin Chen and Xin Lei were successfully admitted to the ideal university, he suddenly had the idea of remarrying.

After being introduced, he talked about a girlfriend, the girl was a leftover girl, only thirty-two years old, and after dating for two years, it was time to talk about marriage.

The girlfriend suggested that the two of them go to the hospital for a check-up. As a result, after the physical examination, Nian Junhong found that he was suffering from oligospermia.

Therefore, when Menghan was three months pregnant, dangling in front of him with that B-ultrasound sheet, he could say that he had mixed feelings in his heart.

He didn't want this child, but he didn't want to tell Menghan about the disease that derailed his male dignity, and when Menghan's belly grew bigger, he looked at Menghan's face similar to that of his ex-wife, and the past of his ex-wife's childbirth accident flashed in front of him repeatedly.

The love for his ex-wife has been unconsciously transferred to Menghan: at that time, he had already figured it out, so he fulfilled this woman's wish to have a child; He loves her, so he is a little nervous that the birth accident that happened to his ex-wife will one day finally befall this Menghan, who looks similar to his ex-wife.

And after Menghan gave birth to Xiao Yu successfully, his contradictions and pain changed qualitatively, and he began to dislike his new wife, so that he began to make things difficult for her intentionally or unintentionally in his life, and took psychological revenge on her.

Therefore, after Xiao Yu turned one year old, he frequently took Menghan in and out of various places of sound and sex.

He watched her go round and round with the group of men, and at her sad face after every party with her, and his heart felt great pleasure, but this pleasure faintly pierced his heart after the noise, and this revenge against his new wife did not make him truly happy, on the contrary, he felt more pity, pity, and hatred for his young wife.

This ambivalence gradually turned into a vicious circle, in which he wanted to find some solace, so in his daily life, he often boiled the noodles with sour.

He is like a child addicted to snacks, he has a psychological dependence on sour noodles, and every time he eats that kind of sour noodles, his heart is greatly comforted and no longer painful.

By the second half of the year, he would be eating these spoiled noodles almost twice a week.

"No need, I've already called a special nurse, you are a public official, there is a certain difficulty in asking for leave, it really can't be done, I will call and let you come back." Nian Junhong said to Menghan.

Without her dangling in front of him, he was also relieved of his worries, saving him from contradictions and pain in his heart, "Just take care of Xiaoyu, your heart and soul baby, are you willing to guard me day and night, and ignore your precious son?" ”

Why does this sound sour.

Xia Menghan glanced at her husband's face—a calm, withered face.

Did he know? Regarding Xiao Yu's identity, does Junhong have an answer in his heart?

She felt sweat pouring out of her palms.

After a moment, she took a deep breath - so what?