Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 123 Are You Dad?
When eating in the evening, Zimo and grandma sat side by side, Zhou Wen sat with Ai Mulin, and Wei Pingan was squeezed into the corner of the table.

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

Wei Pingan didn't dare to say anything.

He was paid out for a while at noon, anticipating that Sister Ai might take the opportunity to "talk" with his daughter-in-law, so he took Dabao to the supply and marketing cooperative.

Before leaving, he gave Zhou Zimo a new homework, and Zimo slumped on the coffee table to draw a sketch of a children's dining chair.

This is a promise Wei Pingan made casually during the meal, and then handed over to Zhou Zimo to complete.

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

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

I have cried, I have been sad, and I am lucky that I did not get mad at myself.

Shaking face is nothing.

This was already a mild reaction that Wei Pingan didn't even dare to dream about.

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

Wei Pingan secretly gave Sister Ai a thumbs up in his heart, praising her for her high efficiency, but pretended to be plain and calm.

Wei Pingan knew that he had to try his best to suppress his emotions, and he couldn't show a trace of joy.

In this kind of thing, it will always be the woman who suffers. Wei Ping'an has already taken advantage of it, so don't provoke it deliberately...

After dinner, the old lady and Zhou Wen cleaned up the mess, and Ai Mulin also helped out interspersed.

Wei Pingan taught Dabao to paint.

Zimo was also watching.

He is not learning to paint, he wants to learn how to teach children to learn.

Because the way the brother-in-law taught painting was unprecedented, he was very curious.

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

"1 turns into a faucet, everyone remember to wash your hands frequently..."

Wei Dabao grinned and clapped his hands, and then Dad Wei took Dabao's baby's chubby hands, and sketched the shape of a faucet on the paper with "1".

Next to him, Zhou Zimo muttered in a low voice, humming along with a ditty, with a strange light shining in his eyes.

"2 becomes two hearts, our hearts connect..."

Wei Pingan sang while drawing, and took Dabao by the hand after the demonstration.

"3 Become a small apple, eat more vegetables and fruits..."

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

……

"5 become a big mouth, keep your mind happy haha..."

……

"9 became a running baby, great exercise..."

"Ten become small candles to light up our home."

Zhou Wen stood inside the kitchen door, looking at the father and son with complicated expressions. The warm scene made her not move for a long time.

Ai Muzhen sighed inwardly, put his arm around Zhou Wen's shoulder, and patted her on the back lightly.

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

Encountering this kind of thing, both parties felt bitter. Facing this warm scene of father-son game, Zhou Wen undoubtedly needed comfort the most.

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 cushions for Dabao couldn't help humming.

Zhou Wen suddenly got up from Ai Mulin'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. In Wei Dabao's eyes, the tigress was resurrected.

"Dabao, I'm going to bed with grandma..."

"It's okay, let's play for a while. Right, Dabao?"

Wei Ping'an's men didn't stop, they were still teasing Dabao.

"Okay, Dabao is too excited to play at night, it's hard to fall asleep after lying down."

Either be quiet, or get tired and get down.

During this time period, there is no chance of getting tired and lying down, so I can only choose to be quiet before going to bed.

"……All right."

Wei Pingan was about to say something, but when he saw Ai Mulin covering his forehead with a "look at a fool" expression behind him, he stopped talking.

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

Sleeping matters are arranged when eating.

Ai Muzhen and Zhou Wen slept in the north room, the old lady took her grandson and Dabao to the second floor, and Wei Pingan went to the small house in the front yard.

"you……"

Zhou Wen opened his mouth and seemed to be discouraged again. He sat down on the stool, turned half of his body, and turned his back to Wei Pingan.

Ai Muyu smiled, and patted Zhou Wen's shoulder: "Speak well, what can't be discussed between the two of you."

After finishing speaking, he leaned closer to Zhou Wen's ear and whispered, "I'll help you keep an eye on him."

Ai Mu went to the bathroom, the wooden door slammed and closed loudly.

It's more like reminding them.

"You...go find her tonight."

"what?"

Zhou Wen rushed up suddenly, hugged Wei Pingan, ruthlessly, resentfully, pinched his armpit with two fingers, and twisted it around.

"Let you get cheap and act like a good boy!"

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

Zhou Wen stopped, trembling slightly, biting Wei Ping'an's shoulder.

Feeling Zhou Wen's entanglement, Wei Ping'an hugged her back and stroked her back lightly, as if he wanted to heal the wound in her heart.

After a while, Zhou Wen took a deep breath, and stood up reluctantly from Wei Pingan's arms.

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

"We are a legally licensed couple, holding hands and growing old together. I swear, I will never abandon you two."

His armpit was wrenched and his shoulder was bitten. Wei Pingan opened the door and walked out of the courtyard.

In his left pocket is the address given by Ai Mulin.

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

Wei Pingan, who had seen strong winds and waves, became nervous again.

At this hour today, it was freezing cold, and Wei Pingan 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 Pingan.

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

Otherwise, it would have been slippery with people and cars.

Wei Pingan directly bypassed the department store and walked into the alley behind.

The closer he was to his destination, the hesitant he seemed to feel a sense of nostalgia.

The bike slowed down.

A gray bluestone door eaves, built in an antique style, harmoniously blends into this ancient alley.

Across the wall, there was a faint girl's voice calling her mother.

A female voice came from the right, a little familiar and a little strange.

"Xiaomi, don't come out, mom is here soon..."

boom!Boom!

There was a knock on the door.

Li Lu didn't think much, and opened the door while saying, "Mom, you still..."

Dang bang.

The enamel basin in his hand fell to the ground.

In front of her was a man who made her miss her heart and stood at the door.

It's like the relief of watching the moonlight when the clouds bloom, and it's like falling into a dream again because of longing...

"Wei... Brother Wei?"

Wei Pingan didn't speak, but looked past Li Lu into the courtyard.

A corner of the army-green cotton curtain at the west door was lifted, and a timid little head poked out, with big eyes and braided croissants, tilting its head to look this way.

Li Lu turned her head, saw Wei Xiaomi, turned her head again, her tears could no longer be stopped, her body softened, and she rushed forward.

Wei Pingan caught it subconsciously, and took Li Lu into his arms.

It's not that he wants to take advantage, but that Li Lu obviously has no strength in her legs. If she lets go, Li Lu will collapse on the ground.

It's a cold day, how cold the ground is, and there are snow stains that have melted and frozen on the clothes, and they can't be washed until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year...

After a while, Li Lu led Wei Pingan into the house.

The room on the west is the living room. There is a one-meter-high cabinet at the door, with gloves and hats randomly placed on it. Wei Pingan closed the door after entering the door. He saw a hanger nailed to the wall behind the door. A big cotton coat.

Further inside is a round table and three stools.There is also a coal stove next to it, and the chimney protrudes from the rear window along the corner of the wall.

There is a glass door at the back on the east side, and it is supposed to be the bedroom inside.

"When did you move out of the compound?"

"It's been several years, since Xiaomi was born, I brought it back..."

Speaking of children, Wei Ping'an stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his daughter's little Jiujiu.

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

"Xiaomi...he is you..."

Li Lu wanted to introduce, but seemed to remember something, shut up in a hurry, and looked at Wei Pingan.

Wei Pingan sighed: "Is your name Xiaomi? How old are you?"

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

"So your name is Wei Xiaomi, I'm Wei Ping'an, we met today..."

"That...that..."

Wei Pingan got up, came to Li Lu, stroked Xiaomi's head, the girl's head was a little cold.

It may have been blown by the door just now, and her face turned a little red from the cold.

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

He wanted to say something, but he felt that saying anything at this moment was futile, and it was difficult to describe his heart at this moment with thousands of words.

"Can I be your father?"

"Are you dad?"

Unexpectedly, two voices sounded at the same time.

"Yes. My surname is Wei, and your surname is also Wei, so you are my daughter."

"But,...but, my mother has a colleague's uncle who is also surnamed Wei, and my nursery school teacher is also surnamed Wei..."

"They're not like Dad."

"Is it different? Why doesn't Xiaomi know?"

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

Wei Xiaomi turned his head to look at his mother: "Mom, is he father?...Why are you crying? Mom..."

Wei Ping'an bent over and squatted down.

Stretching out his arms, he took Li Lu and Xiaomi into his arms.

Woohoo...!
Li Lu couldn't stop crying.

Xiaomi didn't understand, but when her mother cried, she was also sad, so she cried too.

It was originally a reunion scene, but it was turned into a mournful memorial service by the devil, and there was no one standing next to him to read the memorial speech.

Xiaomi is a beautiful child. Although he was crying, he didn't get an answer from his mother, but his little hand grabbed Wei Pingan's collar and didn't let go.

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

Mom said that Xiaomi's father is far away.

The teachers in the nursery school will feel very hurt when they hear about Xiaomi.

There is also a beautiful godmother who will come from Shanghai to see me. When I ask my father, I will be in a daze and cry...

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

Xiaomi felt that he had been sensible for a long time, and he hadn't mentioned his father for a long time.

When I saw someone today, I thought he looked like my father, but Xiaomi was afraid, so he didn't dare to shout or speak.

Then, that person entered Xiaomi's house.

Xiaomi is very happy.

Mom has never hugged anyone except grandma.

Today that person hugged his mother, and her mother cried, but Xiaomi felt that her mother should be happy.

Xiaomi also cries when he is happy, just like the day before yesterday when his grandfather took Xiaomi to visit Changdian and ate a lot of delicious food, Xiaomi cried at that time.

Crying and calling Dad, so ashamed and ashamed.

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

She never met Dad.

Dad's arms smell like this.

It's different from mom's.

But, so comfortable.

Will Xiaomi have a father in the future?
Xiaomi is no longer a wild child. With his father accompanying Xiaomi, and his father taking Xiaomi to the nursery, will he be compared to the fathers of his friends?

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

It's the best.

Gululu... Gululu.

Li Lu's stomach rumbled, and so did Xiaomi's.

"Have you...haven't you two had dinner yet?"

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

If it hadn't been for Wei Ping'an's sudden surprise, the bowl of noodle soup wouldn't have hit the ground, and it would have already been eaten into Xiaomi's stomach.

"Xiaomi, wait with mommy, daddy will cook something delicious for you, okay?"

"Okay, okay, Dad... don't you go away?"

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."

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

When entering the door, the eyes, nose and ears know the location of the kitchen in the yard.

Wei Pingan went in in the dark and pulled the light cord.

The kitchen used a gas stove.

Wei Ping'an started the ignition lightly, thought for a while, opened the door on purpose, and pushed the bicycle outside the wall into the yard.

In this way, there is an excuse for the ingredients to appear.

What does a four year old girl like to eat?
Wei Ping'an really doesn't know, but girls like sweets, and they need something easy to digest at night...

This understanding should be correct.

Well, Li Lu can eat spicy food, and seems to like seafood.

He vaguely remembered the sporadic impressions of Shanghai, so Wei Pingan began to pack the ingredients based on his impressions.

Beat three eggs, sprinkle a little sugar, stir and put it into the pot. This is egg custard. Sprinkle some after it comes out of the pot, it tastes very delicious, and eat it with a small spoon. It is the favorite of children.

I found a cardboard box from the top of the kitchen cabinet with steamed buns in it.

Probably freshly steamed.

Li Lu has lived alone with her children for several years, and she is already proficient in some survival skills.

"Do you still like spicy food as before?"

Hearing footsteps behind him, Wei Pingan didn't turn his head, nor did his subordinates stop, and asked.

"Since I got Xiaomi, I haven't eaten spicy food again. Xiaomi can't eat spicy food, it's too wasteful."

"Then, try it today, thinking that you are still the same as before."

"Ah."

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

"Brother Wei, I have been waiting for you for a long time... I thought you would never show up... Do you hate me to death?"

　At 12:[-] noon, there is another update

　　
　
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