When the child heard his voice, he looked straight at the door of the ward, pointed at Ye Xiyuan, and said with a pout:

"She said my mother died, and she didn't let me call her sister, she had to call her aunt, and you told me, are you going to marry her? When you get married, you'll have another child, so you don't want me, right? ”

Tears flashed in his eyes, but the child endured it, staring at his father stubbornly, just not letting the tears fall: "My mother is not dead, my mother will always live in my heart, I like my mother, I don't want others to be my mother!" ”

Zhang Yan's heart tightened, endured the pain, and stepped forward to hold his son in his arms: "Yes, your mother is not dead, your mother lives in our hearts." ”

"Will you marry her, then?"

The child asked. Zhang Yan looked at Ye Xiyuan in embarrassment, and finally said in his son's teary eyes: "No." ”

When Ye Xiyuan heard this, her eyes were sour, her heart ached, she couldn't let herself lose her temper, she got up and put the lunch box on the bedside table, and then picked up the chaos on the hospital bed that was knocked down by the child, put it in the trash can on the side, and said:

"The wontons and soup dumplings are still hot, Mr. Zhang feeds Lei Lei, I still have classes in the afternoon, so I won't stay here longer."

Picking up the plastic bag containing the textbook next to the bed, she turned and walked to the door of the ward.

"I'll send you."

Zhang Yan got up as he spoke, the clinker and the hem of his clothes were held in his son's hands, and when he pacified his son, he chased him out of the ward, and Ye Xiyuan was no longer visible.

Back in the ward, he silently fed his son a few wontons, and fed his son a soup dumpling, Fang asked, "Why don't you like Aunt Ye?" ”

"It's my sister, not my aunt."

Zhang Lei said in a childish voice: "I have a mother, I don't want her to be my mother." ”

Zhang Yan pinched his eyebrows, and said very weakly: "You also know that your mother is dead, and you know that your mother lives in our hearts, but have you ever thought about it, Dad is going to teach students, you are sick and living in the hospital, if there is no Aunt Ye to help Dad take care of you, how will we live in the future?" ”

Zhang Lei cried "wow": "But after you get married, you will have other children, so you don't like me......"

Zhang Yan was softened by his son's crying, rubbed the top of the child's hair and said repeatedly: "No, Dad won't dislike you, you are Daddy's little cutie, and Daddy's only relative in this world." ”

His parents died young, and he graduated from college and stayed on to teach, but he didn't expect to be sent to the countryside to work, where he met his wife, a peasant girl who didn't mind his status.

When he first arrived in the countryside, he was not accustomed to the water and soil, and he almost died of a serious illness, but it was the peasant girl who took care of her day and night despite the gossip, and begged the captain and the branch secretary to take him from the leaky dilapidated house to live in her house.

An old man over seventy, a little girl of seventeen or eighteen, plus him, the three of them have lived under one roof ever since.

In the second year of his stay in the village, the old man suddenly became bedridden, and before he died, he handed his granddaughter's hand to him and asked them to visit the church immediately to get married.

In order to make the old man blind, and he also had a good impression of the girl, he did not refuse, took the girl's hand and knelt on the ground, worshiped heaven and earth, worshiped the old man, and the husband and wife worshipped each other, and when they got up, the old man closed his eyes with a smile on the corner of his mouth.