During the dinner in the evening, Zimo and his grandmother sat side by side, Zhou Wen sat with Ai Mudi, and Wei Ping'an was squeezed into the corner of the table.

The horizontal C position has always been Wei Dabao's exclusive position.

Wei Ping'an didn't dare to squeak.

He was taken away for a while at noon, and expected that Sister Ai might take the opportunity to "talk" with her daughter-in-law, so she took Dabao to the supply and marketing cooperative.

Before leaving, he left Zhou Zimo with new homework, and Zimo drew a sketch of a children's dining chair and stool on the coffee table.

This is a promise that Wei Ping'an casually made during the meal, and then handed it over to Zhou Zimo to complete.

He took Wei Dabao out to wave by himself, without his brother-in-law......

When Wei Ping'an came back, he opened the cotton curtain and just entered the door, when he saw his daughter-in-law's eyes red.

I've cried, I've been sad, and it's already a blessing that I haven't been mad at myself.

Throwing your face is nothing.

This is already a mild reaction that Wei Ping'an never dreamed of.

secretly looked at Sister Ai and got a big white eye feedback.

Wei Ping'an secretly gave Sister Ai a thumbs up in his heart, praising her for her efficiency, but she had to pretend to be plain and calm on her face.

Wei Ping'an understood that he had to desperately suppress his emotions and not reveal a trace of joy.

In this kind of thing, it is always the woman who suffers, Wei Ping'an has already taken a big advantage, so don't deliberately stimulate it......

After eating, the old lady and Zhou Wen cleaned up the mess, and Ai Mudi also interspersed to help.

Wei Ping'an taught Dabao to paint.

Zimo was also watching from the side.

He didn't learn to draw, he wanted to learn how to teach children to learn.

Because the way his brother-in-law taught him to draw was unprecedented, he was curious.

Well, the old lady, Ai Mudi and her daughter-in-law Zhou Wen were also quite curious and looked over frequently.

"1 becomes a faucet, everyone remembers to wash their hands frequently......"

Wei Dabao grinned and clapped his hands, and then Dad Wei held Dabao's baby fat little fat hand by hand, and sketched the appearance of a faucet on the paper with "1" written on it.

Zhou Zimo next to him muttered in a low voice, humming a minor tune along, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.

"2 becomes two hearts, we are heart-to-heart ......"

Wei Ping'an sang while drawing, and after finishing the demonstration, he took Dabao hand in hand.

"3 Grow into small apples and eat more vegetables and fruits......"

Dabao can already hum along, although the lyrics are not very neat, either swallowing words or mixing them, but he can already follow the beat, and his whole mind is attracted by songs and cartoon stick figures.

……

"5 becomes a big mouth, keep the mentality happy haha......"

……

"9 becomes a running baby, exercise is great......"

"10 turns into little candles that light up our homes."

Zhou Wen stood on the inside of the kitchen door, looking at the father and son who were tired of being together, and the warm picture made her not move for a long time.

Ai Mudi sighed secretly in her heart, put her arm around Zhou Wen's shoulder, and gently patted her back.

At this time, my sister should be very nostalgic for this atmosphere.

Encountering this kind of thing, both of them are bitter, and in the face of this kind of warm scene of father-son games, Zhou Wen is undoubtedly the most comforting moment at this time.

The painting was done several times, such a simple tune, not to mention Zhou Zimo and Wei Dabao, even the old lady who put on reading glasses and began to sew a mat for Dabao couldn't help but hum.

Zhou Wen suddenly got up from Ai Mudi's arms and quickly wiped the corners of his eyes twice.

"Sister, I'm fine."

Walking out of the kitchen, Zhou Wen returned to normal, and in Wei Dabao's eyes, it was the tigress who was resurrected.

"Dabao, went to sleep with Grandma......"

"It's okay, just play a little longer. Isn't it, Dabao? ”

Wei Ping'an's subordinates didn't stop, still teasing Dabao.

"Okay, Dabao is so excited to play at night that it's hard to lie down and fall asleep."

Either be quiet, or you'll get tired.

During this time period, there is no chance to lie down when you are tired, so you can only choose to be quiet before going to bed.

“…… All right. ”

Wei Ping'an was about to say something, but when he saw Ai Mudi covering his forehead and looking at a "fool" expression, he stopped talking.

The old lady didn't know the situation, but she must have noticed something, hugged Wei Dabao, and pulled Zhou Zimo out to the small building.

Sleep is arranged at mealtime.

Ai Mudi and Zhou Wen slept in the north house, the old lady took her grandson and Dabao to the second floor, and Wei Ping'an went to the small house in the front yard.

"You ......"

Zhou Wen opened his mouth, and as if he was deflated, he sat on the stool, twisted half of his body, and turned his back to Wei Ping'an.

Ai Muyun patted Zhou Wen on the shoulder: "Say it well, there is something that the two of them can't say." ”

After finishing speaking, he leaned into Zhou Wen's ear and muttered, "I'll help you keep an eye on him." ”

Ai Mudi went to the bathroom, the wooden door slammed, and the sound of the door closing was very loud.

It's more like a reminder to the two of them.

"You...... Go find her tonight. ”

"Huh?"

Zhou Wen suddenly rushed up, hugged Wei Ping'an, fiercely, hatefully, pinched his armpit with two fingers, and twisted it around.

"Let you get cheap and sell well!"

"Daughter-in-law, I was wrong. I'm sorry. ”

Zhou Wen stopped, his delicate body trembled slightly, and bit Wei Ping'an's shoulder.

Wei Ping'an felt the entanglement of Zhou Wen's mood, and also hugged her and gently stroked her back, as if to heal the wound in her heart.

After a long while, Zhou Wencai took a deep breath and reluctantly straightened up from Wei Ping'an's arms.

"You can't do without me, and you can't do without Dabao."

"We are two legally licensed couples, holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son, I swear, I will not abandon you two."

His armpit was twisted, and his shoulder was bitten, Wei Ping'an pushed the door and walked out of the courtyard.

In his left pocket was the address given by Ai Mudi.

Tonight, I can see the little padded jacket I have never met, and I don't know what kind of face-to-face scene it will be.

Wei Ping'an, who had seen strong winds and waves, became nervous again.

At this hour today, with the cold splashing water into ice, Wei Ping'an was riding a bicycle, but his palms were sweating all the time.

The pedals kicked so fast that he almost missed two turns.

This is Wei Ping'an.

There are countless times of physical basic skill plus points and martial arts skills to master the balance.

Otherwise, even people and cars would have been slippery.

Wei Ping'an directly detoured to the department store and entered the small alley behind.

The closer he got to his destination, he seemed to have a kind of hesitation about homesickness.

The bike slowed down.

A gray bluestone eaves, built in antiquity, harmoniously blends into this antique alley.

Inside the wall, there is a faint glutinous girl's voice calling for her mother.

A female voice came from the right-hand side, a little familiar and a little unfamiliar.

"Xiaomi, don't come out, mom is coming......"

Bang! Bang bang!

There was a knock on the door.

Li Lu didn't think much about it, and said while opening the door: "Mom, you are still ...... so late"

When.

The enamel basin in his hand fell to the ground.

In front of her, a man stood in the doorway.

It's like the relief of being able to see the moon open, and it's like missing the illness and escaping into a dream again......

Wei ...... Brother Wei? ”

Wei Ping'an didn't speak, his eyes looked past Li Lu and looked into the courtyard.

The corner of the army-green cotton curtain at the west gate was lifted, and a timid little head poked out, with large eyes and pigtails, tilting its head to look this way.

Li Lu turned around, saw Wei Xiaomi, turned his head again, couldn't stop his tears anymore, his body softened, and he threw himself forward.

Wei Ping'an subconsciously caught it and took Li Lu in his arms.

It's not that he wants to take advantage, but Li Lu obviously has no strength in his legs, and if he lets go, Li Lu will be able to collapse on the ground.

On this cold day, how cold it is on the ground, and there are snow stains that have melted and frozen, and they can only be washed after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year......

After a while, Li Lu led Wei Ping'an into the house.

The room in the west is the living room, there is a cabinet more than one meter high at the door, with gloves and hats placed on it at random, Wei Ping'an closed the door casually after entering the door, and saw that there was a hanger nailed to the wall behind the door, and there were two large cotton clothes, one large and one small.

Further inside was a round table with three stools. There was also a coal stove next to it, and the chimney was sticking out of the back window along the corner.

There is a glass door at the back of the east side, and I think it is the bedroom inside.

"When did you move out of the compound?"

"It's been several years, and I brought it back from the birth of Xiaomi......"

Speaking of children, Wei Ping'an stretched out his hand and wanted to touch his daughter's little chirp.

Xiaomi was a little scared and quickly hid behind Li Lu, but she couldn't help but stick out her little head from the side, her big eyes were wide open, and her face was full of longing.

"Xiaomi...... He's your ......."

Li Lu wanted to introduce, but seemed to remember something, so he hurriedly shut up and looked at Wei Ping'an.

Wei Ping'an sighed: "Your name is Xiaomi, right?" How old is it? ”

"My name is Wei Xiaomi, and I'm four years old. That ......"

"It turns out that your name is Wei Xiaomi, my name is Wei Ping'an, and the two of us met today......

"That...... That ......"

Wei Ping'an got up, came to Li Lu's side, and stroked Xiaomi's head, the top of his daughter's head was a little cold.

It may have been blown at the door just now, and his face was a little red.

Wei Ping'an had mixed feelings in his heart, some for Li Lu, and more for the little girl.

He wanted to say something, but he felt that it was in vain to say anything at this moment, and it was difficult to describe his heart in a thousand words.

"Shall I be your father?"

"Are you Daddy?"

Unexpectedly, two voices rang out in unison.

"yes. My surname is Wei, and your surname is Wei, so you are my daughter. ”

"But,...... However, my mother has a colleague uncle who is also surnamed Wei, and the teacher at my nursery school is also surnamed Wei ......."

"They're not like Dad."

"Isn't it different? Why doesn't Xiaomi know. ”

"Because when there is one more millet in the world, I will have one more world."

Wei Xiaomi turned her head to look at her mother: "Mom, is he Dad?" …… Why are you crying? Mommy ......"

Wei Ping'an bent down and squatted down.

Stretched out his arms and took Li Lu and Xiaomi into his arms.

Woo woo woo ......!

Li Lu couldn't stop crying.

Xiaomi was ignorant, but when her mother cried, she was also sad, so she cried.

It was originally a scene of reunion, but it was changed into a sad and earnest memorial service, and I almost stood next to me to read the memorial speech.

Xiaomi is a beautiful child, although she was crying, she didn't get an answer from her mother, but her little hand grabbed Wei Ping'an's collar and didn't let go.

Many years have passed, and Xiaomi has not had a father since he can remember, and the friends in the nursery have fathers, but Xiaomi does not.

Mom said that Xiaomi's dad was far away.

When the teacher at the nursery school heard this, it hurt very much.

There are also beautiful godmothers who come from Shanghai to see themselves, and when they hear themselves ask their father, they will be stunned and cry......

Xiaomi is very smart and sensible, so she no longer mentions the word father.

Xiaomi feels that she has been sensible for a long time, and she hasn't mentioned her father for a long time.

When I saw someone today, I felt that he was very much like my father, but Xiaomi was scared and didn't dare to shout or speak.

Then, the man entered Xiaomi's house.

Xiaomi is happy.

Mom never hugged anyone, except grandma.

Today the man hugged his mother, and his mother cried, but Xiaomi felt that his mother should be happy.

Millet will cry when she is happy, for example, the day before yesterday, grandpa took Millet to visit the factory and ate a lot of delicious food, and Millet cried at that time.

Crying and calling Dad, so ashamed.

Because Xiaomi saw that the children on the street had fathers, but she didn't.

She had never seen her father.

That's what Daddy's arms smelled like.

It's not like my mother's.

But, it's so comfortable.

Will Xiaomi have a father in the future?

Millet is no longer a wild child, millet accompanied by a father, and a father who takes millet to the nursery, will it compare the fathers of the little friends?

Because, because Xiaomi's dad is very good-looking.

It's the best.

Gollum...... Grunt.

Li Lu's stomach rang, and then Xiaomi's too.

"You ...... Haven't you had dinner yet? ”

"Sister Liu from the warehouse of the clothing department is not from Beijing, I have nothing to do, so I replaced her for a long time, and I came back a little late."

If it weren't for Wei Ping'an's sudden surprise, the bowl of noodle soup would not have been able to be detained on the ground, and it would have been eaten in Xiaomi's stomach by now.

"Xiaomi, you wait with your mother, and your father will make you something to eat, okay?"

"Alright, alright, Dad...... You must not go? ”

Wei Ping'an's heart was sour, and he almost couldn't hold back his tears.

"Dad doesn't leave, Dad still has to cook for Xiaomi."

looked at Li Lu: "Wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen and cook you something to eat." ”

When you enter the door, your eyes, nose and ears know the location of the kitchen in the courtyard.

Wei Ping'an went in the dark and pulled the lamp rope.

The kitchen was actually a gas stove.

Wei Ping'an was familiar with the fire, thought for a while, and deliberately opened the door and pushed the bicycle outside the wall into the yard.

In this way, there is an excuse for the appearance of ingredients.

What does a four-year-old girl like to eat?

Wei Ping'an really doesn't know, but girls like sweets, and they also need to eat something easy to digest at night......

This understanding should be correct.

Well, Li Lu can eat spicy food, and it seems that she still loves seafood.

vaguely remembered the sporadic impressions of Shanghai, so Wei Ping'an began to pack up the ingredients based on his impression.

Beat three eggs, sprinkle a little sugar, stir and put it into the pot, this is the egg custard, sprinkle some flavor after the pot, dig a small spoon to eat, the child's favorite.

A cardboard box was found from the top of the kitchen cabinet with steamed buns inside.

Estimated to be freshly steamed.

Li Lu has lived alone with her children for several years, and some survival skills are already very proficient.

"Do you still like spicy food as much as you used to?"

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Wei Ping'an didn't look back, and his subordinates didn't stop, and asked.

"Since I had millet, I haven't eaten spicy anymore, millet can't eat spicy, it's too wasteful."

"Well, try it today, I think you're still the same."

"Hmm."

A soft body was attached to his back, and Li Lu wrapped his hands around Wei Ping'an's waist.

"Brother Wei, I've been waiting for you for a long time...... Thought you weren't going to show up...... Do you hate me to death? ”

At 12 noon, there is a watch

(End of chapter)