big city small home

Chapter 150 He Is Her Mirror Image
In a trance, Lu Zhenzhong came up with the sad idea of ​​"death is not the most terrible thing, but life is".

Xu is too sad, he urgently needs sweetness.

After Lu Zhenzhong sent a message to Mrs. Hua, he drove to the city by himself.Hua Sao's support greatly relieved Lu Zhenzhong's pressure, although Hua Sao's support was bought with money.Once you taste the sweetness of spending money to buy freedom, you can't stop it.

When Lu Zhenzhong reached out to brush open the door of the old man's house, it felt much better than knocking and waiting for the door to open.

Little Zhenqi was the first to hear the sound, and rushed over, throwing herself on Lu Zhenzhong.Holding my daughter in my arms, my troubles are halved; looking at my fat son on the crib in the living room, the remaining half of my troubles are gone.

What's more, there is a beautiful wife like Julie... eh?Sang Baiyue's expression is not right today.

Lu Zhenzhong walked towards the bedroom with his daughter in his arms.Just now he saw Sang Baiyue walking from the bathroom to the bedroom and glanced back at him.Obviously saw him coming, but didn't even say hello.There's something wrong with this.

When Lu Zhenzhong walked into the bedroom, Sang Baiyue was already lying on the bed.

As if joking with his daughter Xiao Zhenqi, he gently threw her onto Simmons' big bed, while Lu Zhenzhong sat sideways on the bed, reaching out to touch Sang Baiyue's hair.Subconsciously expecting her to turn her face and show him a gentle smile.However, Sang Baiyue didn't even move.

Lu Zhenzhong slid his hand to Sang Baiyue's forehead, which seemed to be hot, but also normal.

"you are sick?"

Sang Baiyue didn't answer.

"Have a fever?"

Sang Baiyue still didn't say a word.

Little Zhenqi has not yet developed the ability to empathize, and is happily jumping on the big bed.Sang Baiyue was so shocked that she opened her eyelids, saw vaguely the figure of her daughter, and closed her eyes again.

After several inquiries, Lu Zhenzhong was not answered by Sang Baiyue, so he left the bedroom in dismay.The kitchen door was ajar, and Lu Zhenzhong held the door with his hands, pushing up the displeasure in his heart.He wanted to ask his mother-in-law, what made Sang Baiyue unhappy?

The kitchen door opened.

Surprisingly, no one was there.

Only then did Lu Zhenzhong realize that the house was unusually quiet.

The father-in-law who was always sticking around Sang Ziqi, and the mother-in-law who was always walking around in the living room, trying to interfere in everything, were all gone.

Lu Zhenzhong felt uneasy.He walked lightly towards the old man's bedroom.

The bedrooms of the father-in-law and mother-in-law are like kitchen doors, ajar.Lu Zhenzhong gently pushed it away, and as expected, the bedroom was also empty.Now he was completely flustered.

He suddenly had an unreasonable panic—is the little guy in the crib in the living room still alive?
Lu Zhenzhong's hands and feet were cold, his steps were flustered, and he staggered to the crib.The little baby on the bed raised his hands up, his legs drooped, and he remained motionless.Lu Zhenzhong stared in horror, his breathing was stagnant, and his trembling hands reached for his son's breath.

Perhaps because of the fear in his heart, the nerves on his index finger couldn't feel any obvious changes in the airflow.

"father!"

Tired of jumping on the bed, little Zhenqi ran out, saw his father standing next to his younger brother's stroller, and jumped over happily.She accidentally bumped into the crib, waking the little guy on the bed.

The little guy kicked his legs up and cried angrily.After howling twice, he suddenly turned over and fell asleep again.

The last strength supporting Lu Zhenzhong disappeared. Lu Zhenzhong held the railing and sat down slowly on the ground.The fear just now swallowed all his strength, so he had no choice but to lie down.

Little Zhenqi's face that almost cried when he was tripped, smiled again after seeing his father lying down in slow motion.She climbed on top of Dad and lay on top of her, giggling happily as she fell off every now and then.

Lu Zhenzhong also smiled.

Laughed at by myself.

"Where is Grandpa and Grandma?"

"Back home."

"Where is my hometown?"

"Grandfather's hometown."

Lu Zhenzhong understood.

Although my father-in-law grew up in Shanghai, he is not from Shanghai.It is a Shanghai household registration that is transferred to the mother-in-law after a certain number of years of marriage.

The father-in-law's ancestral home is from Danyang, Jiangsu. When his parents passed away, the father-in-law was in his youth and didn't know how to worry.Not long after, the money left by my parents ran out, and my father-in-law had no choice but to find a job in a street factory in Shanghai.This is how I met my mother-in-law.

The two went round and round, and they were together only after eight years of acquaintance.Since then, there has been no separation.I heard that my father-in-law was also frivolous when he was young.The mother-in-law could handle it well, and the old man's temperament became softer and softer.As a result, Lu Zhenzhong, as a son-in-law, thought that the old man was a free long-term worker in the family, and that any cat or dog could be above the old man.

It wasn't until the mother-in-law tried her best to give birth without stopping to achieve her goal that Lu Zhenzhong realized that the father-in-law was like the cornerstone of the family.

Lu Zhenzhong was a little surprised, how could the father-in-law who loves his grandson be willing to leave his grandson and return to his hometown?After thinking about it, it is understandable to go home to announce the good news in person, whether it is showing off or not walking at night in brocade clothes.

He lightly patted his daughter who was lying on him but always slipped down, and then climbed up to lie flat again with great enjoyment, and asked, "How long have you been there?"

"It's been a long time."

This is a little girl who heard "a long, long time ago" as the beginning of the story, and answered "a long, long time", but Lu Zhenzhong didn't take it seriously.

"Is mom sick?"

"Mom isn't sick. Mom is just tired. Mom says she can sleep standing up."

"After grandpa and grandma left, mother will take you and brother alone?"

"No, no, it's my mother and I who are taking care of my younger brother."

Lu Zhenzhong thought, the last time he came to Gingko Garden was 7 days ago.During the period, she was disgusted by Lao Feng, so she took the opportunity to design him, and had to beware of Mr. Xiao wearing small shoes in the next few days.

7 days, nothing too serious should happen.

Lu Zhenzhong firmly played with his daughter for a while, coaxing her to brush her teeth, take a bath, and sleep.Before he had time to blow-dry Zhenqi's hair, Sang Ziqi woke up.Woke up and cried unceremoniously.

Lu Zhenzhong tried every means to coax him, but to no avail.In the end, under the guidance of my daughter, I hurriedly helped my son make milk powder.The baby stopped crying when the bottle was stuffed into the little guy's mouth.

When changing Sang Ziqi's diaper, Sang Ziqi urinated as soon as he took off the diaper.The top of the parabola happened to be Lu Zhenzhong's face.Lu Zhenzhong was busy dodging, and accidentally stepped on his daughter's foot, so he quickly pulled back and jumped up.It looks very funny.

Little Zhenqi laughed so hard that he almost rolled to the ground.

After wiping the boy's urine on his face, Lu Zhenzhong continued changing diapers.

After tossing and tossing until 10:30 in the evening, I put little Zhenqi to sleep, while my son continued to stare at him with big eyes like copper bells.It seems to be curious: what magic weapon does this father have to deal with him?

What magic weapon does Lu Zhenzhong have?Only with the little guy.

Not wanting Sangzi to be too excited to look at people and lights, Lu Zhenzhong came up with an ingenious way of letting him sit on his arms and could only look at the ground.After one o'clock in the middle of the night, Xiao Yuanzhong finally closed his eyes.

Lu Zhenzhong's love for his son was almost exhausted.

After turning off the light, he half-closed his eyes, touched the edge of the bed, and fell down.

Sang Baiyue, who had slept soundly for 6 hours, finally had the strength to open her eyes.At the last moment before the lights in the bedroom were turned off, she saw the exhausted Lu Zhenzhong.Lu Zhenzhong was like her mirror image.They share the same exhaustion.

It was the exhaustion of being tortured by children.I can only bear it and turn it into a dark wound directed at myself.

But Lu Zhenzhong only took care of the children for half the night.

(End of this chapter)