When he received a call from Zheng Siqi again, he was isolated for a long time, and only glanced at the contact person, and Qiao Fengtian couldn't help but feel a moment of joy in his heart.
It's just that he was well decorated by himself, and after a two-second pause, it turned into a very light and ordinary "hello".
Some things are clearly recognized and admitted, and the generation of emotions will have Lanin that can be used for textual research.
Zheng Siqi was in the back hall of the Lee Grand Auditorium at that time, with a new set of regulations in his hand.
"Well, it's me."
"I know." Qiao Fengtian was walking in the corridor of the inpatient building with an all-steel thermal insulation bucket, "There is a caller ID."
Qiao Liang was put on a catheter a few days ago, and the slender one was introduced into the stomach from the nasal cavity. During the intubation process, Qiao Liang was extremely uncomfortable, coughing and gagging repeatedly, and breathing hard. Qiao Fengtian's temples twitched while watching, and a layer of white sweat seeped on his back.
Qiao Liang was not able to eat on his own, so he put on a catheter to facilitate nasal feeding.
According to the doctor's instructions, Lin Shuangyu carefully went to the market to buy fresh ingredients. Light, warm, and nutritionally reasonable, Qiao Fengtian always remembered these points, bought a new food processor, and beat everything into a paste.
Today is spinach with minced chicken and a handful of washed millet. It's just that even the delicate materials are a mess that can't bear to look directly at it, and I don't dare to season it too much, just add some edible salt necessary for the human body.
"It's okay, I'll call and ask you how you are."
The scope of this is very large, Qiao Fengtian doesn't know if he is pointing. He didn't rush into the ward, he threw down the thermal bucket, and sat down on the plastic chair on the corridor.
"Who are you asking?"
Zheng Siqi smiled, "Ask your brother, and ask you."
"My brother is like that. He was only able to do nasal feeding, and it was only a few days after he was put on the catheter. He could say a few words like singing, but I couldn't understand it. I asked him if he knew who I was, and he Stare at me still."
Qiao Fengtian closed his eyelids and raised his head, with the top of his hair stuck to the tile, listening to Zheng Siqi's deep voice.
"how about you?"
Qiao Fengtian paused for two seconds, "Me? I'm neither fat nor thin. I've been absent from work for half a month, and the hospital is running from both sides of the house. The big boss is preparing to open me up, and I have an adult pimple on my head in a hurry."
Qiao Fengtian listened to the other party laughing softly on the other end of the phone, and the air seemed to be able to brush against his earlobe.
"There is still time to be amused, which means that the spirit is good." Zheng Siqi said.
"Then I can't cry to you either." Qiao Fengtian pressed the pimple between his brows, "It's so scary."
Qiao Fengtian is very good at regulating his emotions, like a silent little monster living in his heart, swallowing all the good and the bad at the same time. It's just that this monster's stomach is the black hole in Xing Xinyi's science fiction novel "Hey, Come Out".
I don't know which day in the future, they will explode together in an unsuspecting corner.
The two held each other's microphones in silence for a while.
Zheng Siqi pushed down his glasses, "I went to school to pick up Zao'er these days. I heard Zao'er say that Xiao Wuzi is in a bad mood recently. Did you... tell him?"
Qiao Fengtian gave a "en".
It is a normal reaction for Xiao Wuzi to be depressed, and Qiao Fengtian naturally understands it better than anyone else. His biological father was lying in the hospital without saying a word, no matter how young a child was, it was impossible for him to remain unaffected.
What's more, Xiao Wuzi was originally so sensitive and thoughtful.
But Qiao Fengtian couldn't care less. In addition to instructing Lin Shuangyu not to talk too much in front of the little five sons and only take care of his three meals, Qiao Fengtian couldn't be bothered to take care of his emotions.
Qiao Fengtian also wants to do everything he wants to do well, but this is an extravagant idea and an unrealistic idea. He can only start with the urgent matters first.
Only then did he realize the importance of the identity of "mother".
If Li Xiaojing was still beside Xiao Wuzi, just a few words, as long as it was her, might make him feel more relieved.
"I want to say that tomorrow weekend, I want to take the two children to the animal world in Shibei. I will report to you here first."
Qiao Fengtian was taken aback, "The animal world?"
"Well, at the foot of Mingshu Mountain in the north of the city, it was only renovated a few years ago. I heard that there is a children's windmill exhibition held in the museum, and my colleagues here happened to give two tickets."
Zheng Siqi felt in his pocket, lowered his head and took out a stack of rectangular oiled paper, "Zao'er shouted to go, I just wanted to bring Xiao Wuzi with me to relax."
Qiao Fengtian touched the bridge of his nose, "Yes, yes, but—"
"I'll drive to your door to pick you up, and I'll bring it back to you at night, eh?"
Speaking of this.
"That's ok, I told Xiao Wuzi, but please don't drive downstairs tomorrow, just stop at the intersection."
Zheng Siqi subconsciously wanted to ask something, but as soon as the tone started, he stopped abruptly and didn't continue talking.
The weather was fine the next day, with a lot of sun out.
Qiao Fengtian basked in the quilt and changed the little five sons into new shoes. He was putting a small broom on the balcony and swiping the dust on the net, listening to Lin Shuangyu's instructions.
"Be polite when you are outside, you will say hello, don't take things for you, but say thank you, don't say anything that should be said or not, it's a child's family, ah."
"En, um." The little five-man put on his schoolbag and nodded frequently in response.
The way of educating myself at an early age is also copied in an attempt to let the next generation follow it. When I was young, I couldn't figure out what was wrong, but when I listen to it again now, I always feel like I'm teaching him to be inferior.
"Okay, it's too late to teach now." Qiao Fengtian interrupted her.
Lin Shuangyu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and brushed off the dust on his sleeves, "It's not too late, isn't it better than your uncle?"
Qiao Fengtian turned to look at her and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with me?"
"You are fine."
Zheng Siqi didn't like to look closely at people. In one's life, people will encounter millions of people of all kinds. It is unrealistic and unnecessary to take a closer look. It doesn't matter, the past is gone.
Now staring at Qiao Fengtian in detail, Zheng Siqi felt that it must be his subconscious.
Looking through the car window, it is true that he is neither fat nor thin, but his face seems to be whiter, and there is a layer of hard cyan hidden in the white, which is a kind of door-to-door color baked from ceramics. I don't know if it was because he was bloodless in the morning, or because he hadn't slept well.
"morning."
Zheng Siqi rolled down the car window and smiled at Xiao Wuzi, "You are early too."
"Hello, uncle."
Qiao Fengtian looked in along the parking lot, but did not see Zheng Yu, "Where's your daughter?"
"Let me go back, I'll turn around." Zheng Siqi turned the steering wheel, pushed down his glasses and looked at the rearview mirror, "I'm sleeping at home, I can't afford to drag it for a long time, I'm going to take you to see your brother Xiao Qiao. I'm sorry, I have to go around and pick her up again, she's bigger than anyone else."
When Qiao Fengtian heard this, his chin rested on the top of Xiao Wuzi's hair and clucked happily.
"The lover of your past life, you have to suffer in this life."
Zheng Siqi raised his eyebrows, "Forget it, my lover, her old man was the creditor of my previous life." He raised his eyes to look at Qiao Fengtian, followed with a hook, "The kind that owes 30 million plus two one-ring houses. "
When Xiao Wuzi got into the car, Qiao Fengtian hunched over to the cab, and the small red pimple on his forehead became clear in his eyes.
"Go to the hospital? Why don't you go together?"
Qiao Fengtian waved his hand, "Let's go first, we have to go to the barber shop first, the big boss is going to be a father and can't be busy." Then he turned to stare at Xiao Wuzi, slightly bent his eyes and smiled, "You, okay? Have fun, have fun, don't put on this face at a young age, eh?"
He turned to look at Zheng Siqi again, "Excuse me."
The sound of the "en" suffix rose very naturally, like a small tail stretching out a knot, followed by the piece of white skin that was exposed on his neckline, and hooked Zheng Siqi's heart together, so slight that he couldn't notice it.
"polite."
After the car was far away, Qiao Fengtian stood there for a while. He put his hand on his neck and moved it all the way to his face.
It's not hot, just a little bulging.
Qiao Fengtian hopes that he will be natural, hope that he can get along normally and comfortably in the future, hope that this unspeakable goodwill will not ferment any longer, and hope that he can hide it well.
Xishu Mountain falls on the bank of Weizi Lake at the north end of Linan. Weizi Lake is a freshwater lake that connects many cities in the southwest. There are many fishermen around the lakeshore. Most of them are close to the water and barely survive on a broken fishing net.
Zheng Yu opened the car window a little, trying to let the wind sneak into the car.
Zheng Siqi felt the same as his neck, "Close the window, or you will catch a cold."
"No, no." Zheng Yu wanted to stand up and look at the fishing boat that was slowly approaching in the middle of the lake, making a "beep" sound, "Zaoer just caught a cold, and won't catch a cold any more recently. ."
Zheng Siqi laughed and laughed, "What kind of nonsense is this nonsense given to you?"
"He." Zheng Yu pointed to the little five who had been silent all the time. "Last time I had a cold and didn't let him talk to me. He just said that he just caught a cold, and he won't catch another cold recently."
Xiao Wuzi was stunned for a while, and his eyes widened, "I, am I right?"
"I can't understand it scientifically, but there may be some factual basis." Zheng Siqi looked into the eyes of Xiao Wuzi through the rearview mirror, "Tell Uncle Zheng, who is yours."
"I... uncle."
"I knew it."
Driving to the main gate of the exhibition hall, there are many private cars parked at the entrance. Zheng Siqi circled the exhibition hall back and forth three times before finding a security guard with a badge and leading him all the way to an empty temporary parking lot. .
In the main hall is a windmill show that opens at ten o'clock, and the protective belt is temporarily blocked from entering. Following the flow of people across the main hall, there is a large and wide open-air area, divided into five branch roads, leading to different animal areas to visit.
The little five took the initiative to hold Zheng Yu's hand, while Zheng Yu stretched out his hand between his eyebrows to support a sunshade canopy.
Zheng Siqi saw the two little peaked caps in her bag. One is bright yellow, the other is completely black, and one is pressed on the head.
"Keep it in the way, don't turn your back when you get tanned."
"I'm not afraid of Uncle Zheng in the sun." The little five raised the brim of his hat and pressed his eyebrows, "I can't go anywhere in the dark."
"Yes." Zheng Siqi looked at his glutinous rice teeth, "Did you get too much sun?"
Xiao Wuzi shook his head, "Naturally, like my grandfather, they say that I look like my uncle everywhere, but the skin is not the same, and they say that I am a Middle Eastern half-blood from the Qiao family."
Zheng Siqi couldn't help but laugh out loud, wanting to say that there are not many people who can be as white as your uncle, even if you look at the whole Linan.