Xiaobao didn't know why his mother suddenly cried, his expression was nervous and helpless, and after looking at his mother blankly for a while, he stretched out his little hand and gently pulled Nansheng's clothes, "Mom! ”

"I'm sorry Mommy scared you." Nan Sheng wiped his tears indiscriminately, got up and hugged the child: "Mom feels sorry for my brother, how much it hurts for his face to become like that." ”

"Mom!" Xiaobao first pushed Nan Sheng uneasily, and then cried out with a "wow".

Hearing the cry of his youngest son, Nan Sheng couldn't help but bury his head in the child's small body. Seeing this, the aunt next to her who didn't know why hurriedly came over to comfort her.

"When it is difficult to bring children here, no matter what happens, you have to think in an optimistic direction. Don't cry, look at the scared child. And you, don't keep making your mother angry, you see, it's all making your mother angry and crying. ”

"Auntie, I'm fine, but suddenly I thought of something uncomfortable." Nan Sheng wiped his nose, bent down and picked Xiaobao out of the stroller, and coaxed him softly.

"It's okay, this person, there are more difficult things in his life, and there are more uncomfortable things in his life." The aunt said: "Listen to Auntie, as long as you are healthy and healthy, there is no illness or disaster, everything else is a trivial matter." ”

"Thank you, Auntie." Nan Sheng hugged the child and thanked the aunt, who patted her on the shoulder and led her little granddaughter away.

After calming down, Nan Sheng called Zhao Guangwu first and asked him if he knew what was going on with the child's face. Zhao Guangwu hesitated for a long time before saying that the child might be allergic.

"Allergies? How can a good person be allergic? Nan Sheng couldn't help but raise his voice: "I've raised him for so many years, why don't I know that he has an allergic physique." ”

"Zhao Yang said that he wiped that shoddy skin care product." Zhao Guangwu helped explain: "The weather was dry some time ago, Zhao Yang bought a jar of snake oil ointment in the small supermarket downstairs in their community, and when he wiped it, he wiped it on the child by the way, but he didn't expect it to be allergic." Not only Zhao Fan's face is allergic, but Zhao Yang's hands are also allergic. ”

"Why didn't you tell me?" Nan Sheng said: "Why don't you tell me when the child's face has become like this?" ”

Zhao Yang didn't let him say. Zhao Guangwu said: "He is worried that you blame him for not taking good care of the child, and he is worried that you will take the child back again." He didn't have a heart, and he couldn't control this allergy. ”

"Then why didn't he take the child to the doctor?" Nan Sheng said: "If it weren't for Zhao Fan's mother going to school, if it weren't for the fact that people looked at the child pitifully and called me on purpose, how long would you father and son plan to hide it from me." ”

"We're not going to hide it from you...... At least I didn't intend to hide it from you. Zhao Guangwu explained, and at the same time, he was trying his best to clear himself: "Zhao Yang said that he works in the hospital, and said that allergies don't matter, as long as they stay away from allergens, the child will be fine slowly." ”

"Just take your time?" Nan Sheng said angrily: "With the child's face, do you think he can get better slowly?" Is he busy? Does he have time to go on a date with Julie and not have time to take the child to see his face? Or he is reluctant to give up the little money in his pocket and doesn't want to show it to his children. ”

"How important is this money for children!" Zhao Guangwu said: "You don't care about this matter, I'll urge him, I'll let him take the child to see it, and I'll go tomorrow." ”

"That's what you said!" Nan Sheng said: "You are the child's own grandfather!" ”

"I'm his own grandfather, I'll take care of it. If he doesn't want to take the child, I'll take the child. It depends on how much an allergy can cost. I'm out of the money, I'm out of the way myself. ”

"It's not about money." Nan Sheng said: "It's a child's face!" He is ten years old, he knows that he is beautiful and ugly, you let him go to school with an allergic face, which classmate dares to play with him. In case a classmate talks about it behind his back and calls him a little monster or something, have you considered the child's feelings? ”

"How can it be as serious as you say!"

"It's only going to be worse than I said." Nan Sheng said: "The mother of the classmate sent me a photo, you can see it yourself as a grandfather." You see what the children have become of inferiority, so they almost bury their faces. ”

"I know, I know about this, Nansheng, don't worry, I'll deal with this."

Without waiting for Nan Sheng to speak, Zhao Guangwu hung up the phone.

Nan Sheng sat on the bench with the child in his arms, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became.

When Zhao Fan was just picked up by Zhao Yang, the interaction between mother and son was quite normal. Slowly, Zhao Fan only answered the phone, not the video, and even when she called him home for dinner on the weekend, he also found an excuse to refuse. At first, Nan Sheng thought that Zhao Fan was worried about causing her trouble, or that he was lazy and didn't want to run on both sides, so he didn't take it to heart.

Now that I think about it, they should be afraid that they will find out the truth about the child's disfigurement, so they don't let the child contact her. Counting the time, at least a month and a half has passed since the child's face appeared in question.

She didn't believe in Zhao Guangwu's promise, but if he was a reliable grandfather, the child's face would not be ruined as it is today. She didn't dare to count on Zhao Yang, except for his car wash and Julili, he was afraid that he couldn't accommodate anything else.

Thinking of this, Nan Sheng hurriedly sent the stroller home, and rode to Zhaoyang's car wash with the child in his arms.

Zhao Yang obviously saw her, but pretended not to see her.

It wasn't until she stood in front of him with Xiaobao in her arms that he asked with a straight face and expressionlessly, "What are you doing here?" ”

"What's going on with Zhao Fan's face?"

"What's going on, I'm allergic."

"Allergies?" Nan Sheng said: "I raised him for ten years, how did I not know that he would be allergic." ”

"I bought a fake snake oil ointment." Zhao Yang said, took off his gloves and showed Nan Sheng his hands: "Oh, my hands are like this." ”

Nan Sheng looked at Zhao Yang's hand, and the symptoms were indeed similar to Zhao Fan's face, so he asked, "Why don't you go to the doctor?" ”

"There's no need." Zhao Yang put on gloves: "I asked the doctor, this allergy can heal itself, as long as you don't contact the allergen anymore." ”

"Obviously, Zhao Fan's face not only did not heal itself, but became more and more serious."

"And what do you want me to do?" Zhao Yang began to play scoundrels.

"Take your child to the dermatologist."

"I don't have time." Zhao Yang pointed to his car wash: "You can also see it, I'm very busy here, and I can't leave." ”

"Is the car wash important, or is my son's face important?"

"Money matters!" Zhao Yang threw the rag in his hand onto the car: "Nansheng, do you know how much money I owe?" Do you know how stressed I am on a daily basis? Do you know how expensive rent, utilities are? I don't make money, can I? I don't make money, what do I do to repay the money you lent me. ”

"That's why you let your son be disfigured?" Nan Sheng was so angry that he wanted to beat him: "Forget it, I won't reason with you, you don't care about my son, you don't take him to the doctor, I'll take him there." ”

"I'll take him there when I have time." Zhao Yang dragged a stool over and sat down to smoke.

"No need, you're busy earning your money, busy going on a date with that Julie!" Nan Sheng hugged Xiaobao back to the electric car.

Zhao Yang stood up suddenly, and said helplessly to Nan Sheng: "Can't we not mention her between us?" ”

This marriage