He sighed, forget it, tap water is tap water.

After eating a bowl of noodles, the taste is really unpalatable, but after all, it is made by himself, not hungry, it is unpalatable until the last noodle enters the stomach, this problem, he still hasn't thought clearly, and the noodles have been eaten.

Entering the study, he typed the computer, and when he saw the head picture on the penguin, finally, the stiff face was a little loose, he opened the interface, and typed out a string of characters to enter.

If it's a sunny day, "It's still there?" ”

Xia Ruoxin heard the sound of the computer Didi, and knew that someone was looking for her, she didn't use penguins too much, and she didn't like to chat too much, but there was one of those who chatted with her

"Mom, there's an uncle looking for you," Xiaoyu pointed to the computer and said in a milky voice,

Eat your noodles, Xia Ruoxin pinched her little face, and, "How do you know it's an uncle, not an aunt?" ”

"Of course Xiaoyudian knows," Xiaoyudian shook her little head, dodged her mother's fingers, and then continued to dig rice into her mouth with a spoon to eat, the noodles made by her mother are the most delicious.

"Okay, it's uncle," Xia Ruoxin won't bother with her daughter, she said that if it's a man, it's a man, it's a woman, and that person is a man or a woman, and it has nothing to do with her.

She gently rubbed her daughter's little head, seeing that her daughter was eating obediently, she went to the computer to take a look, Xiaoyudian ate by herself very early, not too fed, although there were some sprinkling grains, but, do it yourself, Xia Ruoxin was very supportive.

She turned on the computer, and sure enough, it was a message from Ruo Qingtian.

Xia Wei, "Well, I haven't slept yet, the child is hungry and wants to eat noodles, so I cooked some." ”

"You are so good to your children." ”

Xia Wei, "That's my child, it's not good for her, who is it good for?" ”

Chu Lu's fingers paused slightly, yes, it's not good for her, it's good for anyone, but unfortunately, she can't have her own children, and he can't have them.

After waiting for a long time and there was no response, Xia Ruoxin didn't care, she walked to the table, and saw that Xiaoyudi had finished eating a small bowl of noodles.

"Do you want soup?" Xia Ruoxin asked her daughter and picked up the bowl.

Xiaoyudian opened a pair of big round eyes, and then nodded vigorously,

"Mom, drink soup."

Xia Ruoxin carefully fed the soup to her daughter, Xiaoyu was full, and then touched her fat belly, "Mom, your belly is fat," she pointed to her little belly.

Xia Ruoxin touched her little belly, oh, she ate too much.

Xiaoyudian stood up and hugged her mother's leg, "Mom, go play."

"Okay," Xia Ruoxin took her daughter's little hand and took her to walk in the living room, letting her eat well, but she felt that she couldn't accommodate this little girl in the future, at this time, she still had to eat, but the child really can't be hungry, Xiaoyudian has been like this since she was a child, but it is also because she has not fed well since she was a child, so Xiaoyudian is also hungry, and she will cry when she is hungry, so it is really contradictory to be a mother.

"Mom is sleepy," Xiaoyudian rubbed her eyes and stretched out her little hand for her mother to hug.

Xia Ruoxin hugged her daughter with one hand, and under this hug, she found that the little girl was heavy again.

"Mom, doll," Xiaoyudian bit her little finger, asking for a doll, it's time to sleep.

Xia Ruoxin found the doll from the sofa, put it in her daughter's arms, and then put her on the bed inside, as for her, she was not too sleepy, so she picked up the album and started to work.

This month, her income is good, more than 5,000, before her month was less than 1,000, to eat, to raise Xiaoyudian, Xiaoyudian still loves to be sick, so a month's money is spent on her, now she is not nervous, so much money, and as an assistant in the painting studio, she can completely give her daughter a better life.

I don't know how long it took to draw, she looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, it was almost twelve o'clock, she was just about to go to sleep, but she remembered that the computer was still irrelevant.

She moved the mouse, and the computer screen lit up, and the blue light fell on her face, a little dazzling.

She was just about to turn off the computer, but she found that the person was still there, originally she thought if she could say hello to him again, but when she thought about the current time, she felt that it was over, she closed the computer, and then cleaned up the house slightly, well, ready to sleep.

And she didn't know that in front of the other computer, a man was looking at the computer screen intently, until the avatar dimmed, and the man's pupils also darkened.

He sighed softly, leaned his back back, and there was too much fatigue mixed with his closed eyes, he was unwilling, he was really unwilling, he was Chu Lu, could he still be willing.

He stood up and walked out onto the balcony, for I don't know how many days it was, but he was blowing the late autumn wind, and he didn't know when, he began to get used to using these winds to clear his mind, and only then was he able to calm down.

I'm sorry..

He didn't know who he was going to say it to, and how many times he said it.

However, it doesn't matter who can give him a word.

It was almost a cold wind that blew all night, until dawn in the east, he rarely saw the newborn sun, and the afterglow on that side finally crossed the horizon, separating the direction of darkness and day, and the eastern sky faded with the stars.

Maybe he was tired, maybe he was tired, maybe he was tired, but he still couldn't sleep peacefully one night after another, it was the desolation of the night, and finally dyed the vicissitudes of life.

At eight o'clock, he got dressed and went out, but when he arrived at the company, he remembered that it was all weekends, and the company did not work on weekends.

And now he really doesn't know what else he can do other than go to work.

He put his head on the steering wheel, for a moment, he actually didn't know why he was alive, it turned out that one day, Chu Lu would feel that life was boring, and he just wanted to die.

Heh, he laughed, there was a trace of warmth in the corners of his eyes, but when he opened his eyes again, all the cowardice just now was perfectly hidden.

"Mom, I'm back," he opened the door, inside, not surprisingly, the two elders of the Chu family were there, they knew that their son was coming back today, so early in the morning, Song Wan just bought a lot of dishes and cooked a table for her son.

After changing his shoes, Chu Lu came over and helped Song Wan bring the dishes out of the kitchen, and the family sat together, and they were all a little speechless.