big city small home

Chapter 88 This matter

When he was rich but very lonely, Ou Chun quickly replied to him: "There is a difference between close and distant... Your father-in-law has a lot of family, so if you are busy enough, it is reasonable not to bother you."

It turns out that "the son-in-law is an outsider" does not distinguish between regions.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, there were chaotic voices outside the door.Lu Zhenzhong was squinting and taking a nap on the sofa, while the sleepy little Zhenqi was sleeping soundly with her feet on the back of the sofa.

The door opened.

Lu Zhenzhong was in a trance and felt the light in front of him brighten. He woke up and saw the old man who was pushed into the house in a wheelchair.

He quickly stood up to greet him.

The old father-in-law had obviously lost weight, with wrinkles on his face and neck, and his hair was a little long, but his clothes were clean and his expression was as peaceful as before.As soon as the old man entered the house, he started to look left and right. It seemed that he had been away from home longer than Lu Zhenzhong thought.

The old man didn't seem to know that Lu Zhenzhong had ever wanted to get a divorce, and his eyes were still warm and kind to Lu Zhenzhong.Lu Zhenzhong tried his best to strike up a conversation with the old man and asked him how he felt after the operation.

Papa Sang waved his hand and didn't answer. Instead, he talked about other things with a smile: "When I'm in the hospital, what I want most is the bed at home. I want to go to the bed at home, stretch my arms and legs, and lie down."

Lu Zhenzhong quickly reached out to help push the wheelchair.

"Wait! Spray alcohol." Sang Baiyue, who was busy putting away all the things brought back from the hospital, shouted at the right time.

"Keep down, Zhenqi is sleeping." The father-in-law and mother-in-law said in unison.

Sang Baiyue couldn't help but laugh, and Lu Zhenzhong quickly followed suit.

Sang Baiyue swiftly picked up the alcohol she had prepared long ago, and sprayed it on the wheelchair.The air smelled of alcohol, and Lu Zhenzhong calmed down during this period.

Shi Ouchun said that people in Shanghai are not the same, and each has its own way of life. Generally speaking, it is more burdensome.It may be that they all have some family background, and the medical insurance is relatively in place, and the number of people who are really impoverished due to serious illness is far less than that caused by gambling or drugs.

Since it doesn't cost much to see a serious illness, it becomes easier to spend a little more.Eating in the hospital cafeteria, ordering takeaway, or hiring part-time workers to cook meals can ensure that you can eat without worry; asking two nurses to take care of you day and night can ensure that your physical strength is not exhausted.As long as the mentality does not collapse, life will not fall into a mess due to serious illness.

Since life would not be in a mess due to a serious illness, it became reasonable for Lu Zhenzhong not to be bothered.

Since it is reasonable, why should he feel guilty.

Lu Zhenzhong, who became more confident, was much calmer.

When the smell of alcohol dissipated halfway, Lu Zhenzhong pushed the father-in-law to the bedroom.Half supported and half hugged, helping the old man who was obviously much lighter to lie on the bed.

Papa Sang, who stretched out his hands and feet, closed his eyes comfortably: "That's the feeling. The feeling of home."

Mama Sang helped put on the thin quilt, and said with a sneer, "You'll be able to express your feelings after being ill! You should rest first, call me when the cake is ready."

Lu Zhen was shocked in the center.The father-in-law once sent a message to Sang Baiyue, asking him to prepare a cake to welcome him out of the hospital.Although Sang Baiyue said at the time that he didn't need to worry about it, but he forgot about it and didn't even ask about it. He was really sorry.

Lu Zhenzhong looked at Sang Baiyue, and Sang Baiyue understood immediately: "It was made last night, and it has been thawed in the refrigerator."

Lu Zhenzhong smiled back.Having a competent wife feels... not bad.

At night, Lu Zhenzhong and Sang Baiyue lay side by side on the bed.In the occasional burp, there is also the sweetness of cream cake.Little Zhenqi slept on the small bed that was joined with the big bed, and the couple couldn't help but lower their voices when talking.

Lu Zhenzhong laughed himself first: "During dinner, you were busy in the kitchen, and my mother actually persuaded me to have a second child."

Sang Baiyue answered: "Actually, it's what Dad meant."

"It's not serious, is it?" Lu Zhenzhong couldn't laugh anymore.The old man does not express his opinion easily, unless it is serious.

Sang Baiyue shook her head.

Lu Zhenzhong heaved a sigh of relief.He doesn't have the traditional idea of ​​having more children and more blessings, and he doesn't favor boys over girls. The embarrassing life he suffered a while ago made him fully aware of his limitations.All in all, it is enough for him to have rare things.

Unexpectedly, Sang Baiyue's shaking of the head was just disapproval, not a negative meaning: "Can you believe it? My dad is at a critical moment, and the biggest regret is that he has too few children!"

"My mother has made up her mind and is going to force us to fulfill my father's wish. You must be mentally prepared, and you must not compromise!" Sang Baiyue was extremely serious, but made Lu Zhenzhong uncertain, suspecting that she was playing hard to get.

Lu Zhenzhong stuttered.

He didn't want a second child, and he wanted to keep the hard-earned money in his account.At the same time, he subtly remembered that his father had always regretted that he did not have a son.

Like the phrase "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here", Lu Zhenzhong suddenly felt a pair of invisible eyes in the bedroom for no reason, and the eyes were watching him earnestly, conveying affirmative thoughts to him frequently.

Lu Zhenzhong couldn't help shrinking back into the quilt, and said duplicity: "Actually, having more children means more support. For example, when my father was sick, I at least had a sister to talk to..."

In a flash of inspiration, Lu Zhenzhong remembered that when his father was sick, their family did not have trouble with their brother-in-law who was thousands of miles away.Anting is equivalent to thousands of miles away for the mother-in-law's family who are just one road away from Zhongshan Hospital?
Lu Zhenzhong, who didn't dare to close his eyes, felt Sang Baiyue's hand in a panic under the blanket, and held it firmly in his palm.He needs some strength to fight against those unrepentant eyes.Although it was the eyes of his biological father who loved him for most of his life.

Sang Baiyue turned off the bedroom light casually.

The blackout curtains are of good quality and the room is dark.

Lu Zhenzhong suddenly felt his eyes approaching him in the night, so close at hand.He was so scared that he hugged Sang Baiyue tightly.

Sang Baiyue rubbed her head towards him, and continued: "It takes too much energy to raise a child, and I don't have the energy to do it all over again. Let's take life lightly and don't be so obsessed. Raise the rare well, one Top two. Much more reliable than having a second child.”

Those bloodshot eyes stared at Lu Zhenzhong in the dark, and Lu Zhenzhong's words of approval were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

Sang Baiyue raised her head, her soft hair brushed against Lu Zhenzhong's chin: "What, you want to have a second child?"

I don't want to be killed.It's just that the hair on the back suddenly stands upside down, what's going on?

"Tired, go to sleep."

Sang Baiyue turned over, trying to break free from Lu Zhenzhong's embrace.Lu Zhenzhong followed suit, still holding Sang Baiyue in his arms.There was a stream of air flowing over her arm, it should be Sang Baiyue laughing silently.

I can't control that much anymore, the only thing that matters is not having nightmares.

How did his father die, this mystery, Lu Zhenzhong was reluctant to ask his mother, ready to let it go with the wind.

From Yilin back to Anting, he hadn't thought about it for a long time.

This incident came to haunt him suddenly.

(End of this chapter)