He deliberately hit Chengyang's single eyelid and looked at Chengyang with evil intentions.
"What are you doing, you bumped into someone and you didn't even apologize?"
"... He has a pretty face. Is the one next to you the one keeping you?"
"Bah, that's disgusting!"
The words from the man with single eyelids became more and more unpalatable. He took Chengyang and Sheyan's silence as the other party's weakness and bulliness.
There were other pedestrians around. When they saw what happened here, they saw that the three people looked fierce. No one came forward for fear of being harmed.
The other two companions of the single-eyelid man came from the left and right sides.
They were all drunk at this moment, but if they were sober, when they met Sheyan's suddenly gloomy eyes, they would have known that it was good to offend anyone, but not the person in front of them.
"Selling skins..." The man on the left, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, just said two words. Before the latter word could be said, it turned into a scream.
He saw Sheyan duck in front of Chengyang, and while protecting his wife, his eyes were extremely cold, and he kicked forward with his long legs.
Kick away those who speak dirty words.
The onlookers could tell by looking at that kick that it was not light at all.
Someone took out his mobile phone and secretly recorded a video. Everyone saw that it was the three drunkards who provoked him first.
"I'll fuck your mother!" The thin bamboo pole was kicked over, and he quickly got up, grinning angrily, clenching his fists, and pounced on Sheyan viciously.
Chengyang's expression suddenly changed. With his sharp eyes, he saw that the thin bamboo pole had taken out a knife from nowhere.
Chengyang was frightened, worried that something might happen to Sheyan.
His male acumen was better than his own, and Sheyan didn't have many negative points, but the few troublemakers he encountered today offended two of his negative points in a row.
Sheyan stepped forward in a few steps, his speed seemed to be even faster than that of the villain. He grabbed the villain's hand holding the knife and pulled it hard with the opponent's furious look on his face.
Click, everyone heard a crisp sound of bone breaking.
"Say what you just said again." Sheyan's face still looked calm, but his eyes suddenly looked like a completely angered beast.
Under the severe pain of broken hand bones, the thin bamboo pole sobered up a little, and he finally managed to see clearly who he had offended.
For a moment, Shou Zhugan felt that as long as this person wanted to, the other party could crush him to death like a bug.
The thin bamboo pole felt unprecedented fear and fear, and his body instantly shook into chaff.
The other two people were a little apart, and they were still drunk, so they rushed towards Sheyan while cursing and shouting.
Chengyang wanted to help, but he couldn't hide and watch Sheyan face the attack.
But then an arm crossed in front of him, and Chengyang turned to look at Sheyan, who shook his head slightly.
He mouthed the words "I'll come".
The two attackers were about to attack. Sheyan unhurriedly unbuttoned a button on his collar. He had not encountered a situation like this for a long time.
Obviously these three people are too short-sighted.
He doesn't mind teaching them a lesson with his fists.
After a while, several more screams sounded.
The street lights were not very bright, and many people did not see clearly what She Yan did. The two people who attacked him lay on the ground and screamed in pain.
Sheyan's tall and stern body stood tall, not caring what the people around him thought. He turned around and immediately asked Chengyang if he was okay.
During the whole process, Chengyang was knocked down at first, but Sheyan was the one blocking him in the end.
Chengyang shook his head and said that nothing happened to him.
Sheyan reached out and rubbed Chengyang's hair. It was good that his wife was not frightened.
Sheyan was not going to let these three people go just like this.
Sheyan took out his mobile phone and called the police station.
In more than ten minutes, the police car drove over.
Sheyan contacted an acquaintance from the police station, who immediately led a team over in person.
Two of the three drunkards were unable to get up at this moment. Although the other one got up, he was held down by the help of onlookers.
When the police arrived, they put the three people directly into the police car. The acquaintance walked up to Sheyan, and the two of them spoke for a few words, and Sheyan gave a rough description of what happened.
The acquaintance nodded, waved to Sheyan, and drove back to the police station.
The driver had been here a long time ago, but he had been standing by just now. When the matter was over, the driver stepped forward.
Upon meeting Sheyan's dark eyes, the driver shrank subconsciously.
There was a kind of aura around the other party that kept strangers away from him. The driver got into the driving seat and tried hard to control his eyes to prevent himself from looking back.
Sheyan was sitting in the back seat with Chengyang in the car. Sheyan curled his fingers twice. He had just hit someone with his fist and his finger bones felt a little uncomfortable.
Chengyang took Sheyan's hand and lowered his eyes to see that the back of Sheyan's hand was a little red. He gently rubbed Sheyan's hand.
Sheyan held Chengyang down, and the glint in his eyes made many of the words that had rushed to Chengyang's throat suddenly stop there.
He knew why Sheyan was so angry. If it were him, he would probably be even angrier than Sheyan.
Chengyang's fingers were clasped tightly with Sheyan's, no need for extra words. Their deep love for each other was clearly expressed in every action.
Because of a small incident, the two of them returned home a little later than expected.
Before the car turned off, Chengyang heard crying coming from the room, which made his heart suddenly tighten.
He quickly pushed open the car door and hurried into the house.
As soon as he entered the house, without even having time to change his shoes, Chengyang walked straight to the living room and took the baby from the nanny's hands who was crying out of breath.
The little guy had obviously been crying for a while, his eyes were red and his little face was covered with tears.
Chengyang first asked the nanny what was going on. The nanny said that a car passed by outside just now and the car horn sounded. After the baby heard it, he probably thought that the fathers were back, but after waiting for a while, Chengyang and the others were nowhere to be seen.
Then the little voice howled and started to cry.
No matter how she coaxed him, she couldn't coax him.
Hiccups, the baby cried so much that he hiccupped.
After being hugged by Chengyang, his big eyes red from crying saw that his father was finally back, and his voice suddenly became louder.
After Sheyan paid the driver outside, he came in with the car key. When he looked into the living room, he saw that his wife was holding her son in her arms and walking back and forth in the living room to comfort him.
"Okay, daddy is back, don't cry anymore."
"It's because of Dad's fault. Something happened temporarily. Dads met a few bad guys and defeated them, and then they worked hard to get back."
Knowing that these babies couldn't understand, Chengyang still explained it to the babies in a gentle voice.
The baby's crying became slower, and there was a streak of snot hanging under his nose.
She Yan came over, took out a piece of paper, and wiped his son's nose.
Haqiu, the baby had a little snot bubbled out of his nose.
Chengyang hugged his son and sat on the sofa. When he saw the snot bubbles in his son's nose, he burst out laughing.
The baby's mouth was deflated, looking weak, pitiful and aggrieved.
"Stop crying. It's Dad's fault. Dad will come home on time from now on, okay?"
The baby reached out to grab Chengyang, and Chengyang gave his hand to the baby. The baby held Chengyang's finger and stared at his father with red eyes.
It was as if he was afraid that his father would suddenly disappear.
"Are you hungry? After crying for so long, daddy will call you little crybaby."
Chengyang gently scratched his son's nose with his finger.
The little guy blinked his eyes, a tear falling on his eyelashes rolled down his face, not to mention how aggrieved he was.
The nanny mixed the milk powder and brought it over here.
Sheyan took the bottle, then sat next to his wife and put the little crying baby into his arms.
The little crying baby opened its mouth to hold the pacifier, its white and tender little face moved, sucking the sweet milk.
While he was drinking, the little guy's eyelids suddenly started to fight and his head tilted to one side.
I cried for so long that I was exhausted from crying.
After drinking most of the milk, the baby fell asleep in Sheyan's arms. His sleeping face was pure white and beautiful, making people just want to keep looking at it like this.
After a while, the nanny came and took the baby to the nursery.
It was around eleven o'clock at night, and the couple went to the bedroom twice.
After washing up, the two hugged each other and fell asleep.
In the morning, Sheyan left home after eating breakfast.
After going out and sitting in the car, I received a call from Hong Zhan not unexpectedly.
Hong Zhan was well-informed about what happened last night. He learned it from a friend in the police station. He told Sheyan that the three people seemed to have committed crimes before. The police were originally looking for them, so it would be better for them to send themselves to the police station. to the police station.
Hong Zhan called and said he had something he wanted to give to the baby, and asked when Sheyan would be home.
"Chengyang is at home, you can just go over there." Hong Zhan had mentioned before that he would go to Sheyan's place to see his son when he returned, so Sheyan told Hong Zhan not to wait for him to be home.
"Okay, I'll give you the specific address," Hong Zhan said on the phone.
After the call ended, Sheyan gave the detailed address of their home.
What Hong Zhan meant was to go there at two or three o'clock in the afternoon. He had something to do in the morning.
Sheyan told Chengyang in advance that Chengyang should try not to go out at that time.
Over at Zidian, I originally planned to go there in the morning to see Chengyang and Sheyan's baby. Before setting off, my friend reminded me that it would not be appropriate to go there empty-handed.
Several people drove to the mall and went straight to the baby store.
They were all college students, and no one had children. Seeing those children's clothes and toys, a group of people were dumbfounded.
With the help of the shopping guide, it can be said that I returned home with a full load. Not only did I buy the clothes my baby is wearing now, but I also bought a lot of clothes for one, two, and three years old.
Because I don’t know when I can come here next time, maybe next year or later.
To these rich second generation people, money is just a numerical symbol.
So on this day, they created a lot of profits for the baby store.
After this shopping, most of the morning passed.
We found a restaurant on the street, and after dinner, Zidian and his party of five drove their own cars and headed towards Chengyang at around 1 p.m.
The car that had been involved in a car accident had a broken front bumper, so I went to a car repair shop to have it replaced, but the rest of the body was intact.
Five ultra-luxury off-road vehicles were parked outside the house, occupying the open space so that there was not much space left.
I bought a lot of things, and several people couldn't take them all in one trip.
Zidian entered the room and asked Chengyang to help him take it.
Chengyang was shocked and didn't know what to say when a big bag was stuffed into his arms.
Others carried large and small bags and put them on the sofa after entering the house.
"Hey, where is your son?" He looked around the Zidian room, but didn't see the little guy.
"Still taking a nap." Chengyang called to the nanny and the aunt who specializes in cooking, and brought the things Zidian and the others brought into the house.
"Thank you, but it's too expensive for you to buy so many."
Chengyang thanked him first.
"What's the cost? Just be careful." Zidian sat on the sofa and Erlang's legs naturally crossed.
Chengyang smiled and asked everyone else to sit down.
"What do you want to drink? Soda, tea, or wine?"
As the owner of the house, Chengyang stood next to the sofa and asked everyone.
"Cola."
"juice."
"I want beer."
"I'll get a Coke too, preferably frozen."
There was Zidian left at the end, Chengyang raised an eyebrow and looked at him.
“Beer on ice!”
Chengyang smiled and asked everyone to wait. The aunt originally wanted to help, but Chengyang waved her hand and said that he would just come.
It took three trips back and forth to prepare what everyone wanted to drink.
Chengyang drank boiled water alone.
Zidian told his friends about Chengyang, and the others probably knew that Chengyang was doing live broadcasts.
So one of them said he wanted to see the colored clay made by Chengyang.
Chengyang took a sip of water, stood up and led several people to the small garden outside.
The garden is spacious, with many potted flowers placed there. Many of the seasonal flowers are in full bloom, and the fragrance of flowers floats in the air, refreshing.
On the left side against the wall, a huge glass cabinet with sliding doors was built.
Chengyang pushed one of the doors to the right, then took two steps back.
On the small grids in the glass cabinet, almost every grid is filled with clay sculptures made by Chengyang himself.
Chengyang personally prefers the mythical beasts mentioned in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and has made a lot of them. Some of them look like early works, and there are some minor flaws in some places.
As for the later ones, the craftsmanship is clearly visible to the naked eye.
"How to sell it?" One of them picked up a Pixiu. He liked the clay sculpture at first glance and asked Chengyang the price, wanting to spend money to buy it.
Chengyang has no intention of selling these in the glass cabinets.
As for giving favors, he is willing to do so.
When several people came, they packed big and small bags and bought so many things for the baby.
"If you like it, just take it."
After Chengyang said that, he looked at Zidian and the others: "Anyone who likes it can take it."
Zidian quickly glanced around and joked: "Can you take them all?"
"What do you think?" Chengyang raised his chin slightly and looked at Zidian for a moment.
"I said yes." Zidian looked serious.
Chengyang smiled and looked away.
I took some small glass boxes from the bottom of the cabinet to facilitate everyone to put their favorite clay sculptures.
After all his friends had chosen, Zidian stood in front of the glass cabinet, looking hesitant.
Zidian turned around and suddenly said: "I won't choose. I think the one you gave me before is better than the one here."
The meanings are different. The clay sculptures here are just clay sculptures. The little dragon made of colored clay is different.
"After passing this village, there is no such store." Chengyang reminded Zidian.
Zidian shrugged and said he didn't mind.
After returning to the living room from the small garden, Zidian asked Chengyang if he had any cards at home.
"Yes, I have."
"Let's play Landlords then." Zidian sat on the sofa, took the cold beer on the coffee table, took a sip and said.
Playing outside and playing here with Chengyang, on the contrary, the environment at Chengyang's house is better than many places outside, quiet and not noisy.
He went to the room and found two decks of cards, opened the outer packaging bags, and placed them on the coffee table.
There are six of them here, but the Land Master can't afford that many.
"There is a game room over there with three computers. Does anyone have a team?"
They are both about the same age, and they basically have something in common when it comes to playing.
Zidian stayed behind to play Landlord with his friends, and two people went to the game room with Chengyang - which can also be regarded as his live broadcast room.
Before the game started, Chengyang and the other two mentioned that he would do a live broadcast at the same time. I wonder if they would mind.
Both of them shook their heads. They played this live broadcast occasionally, but they didn't play as frequently as their friend Zidian.
Both sides started playing one after another.
After Chengyang teamed up to play games live for more than an hour, the baby in the nursery woke up.
The nanny changed the baby's diaper and came out holding the little guy.
Chengyang told the nanny in advance that he was in the playroom, and the nanny did not go in with the baby to disturb Chengyang.
On the sofa in the living room, Zidian was playing with friends when a child's babbling sound suddenly came from next to him.
At first he thought he was hallucinating, but then he turned his head and met a pair of big, round black eyes.
Zidian held a cigarette in his hand. When he saw the baby waking up, he subconsciously put out the cigarette in the ashtray.
Several strange faces suddenly appeared in the house. The baby was not afraid of strangers. Zidian stared at him, and he stared at Zidian with his big eyes unblinking.
The little guy's face was almost the same as Chengyang's, and Zidian could see the shadow of Chengyang in the baby's eyebrows.
Zidian immediately said, "I've never seen such a cute and cute child before." He stood up and walked to the nanny.
Without thinking much, he reached out and picked up the baby.
The baby actually didn't make any fuss. After Zidian held him, he grabbed Zidian's clothes with his little hands and tilted his head, still staring at Zidian.
"So damn cute!" Zidian was a little excited and lowered his head to kiss the baby.
Realizing that he had just smoked, Zidian paused and asked the friend on the left to give him a piece of chewing gum.
Zidian put the little guy on his lap and protected it carefully. The other two friends also came over to look at the little guy, squeezing his little hands and touching his little face.
The little guy's skin is as delicate and soft as a peeled egg, so people don't dare to use too much force for fear of hurting him.
Surrounded by three handsome big brothers, the baby looked at this and that.
Zidian asked the little guy what his name was. The little guy didn't understand, so he looked at Zidian with his big black and white eyes.
Zidian shook his legs gently and teased the little guy, who was so teased that he laughed out loud.
"From now on, I will be satisfied if my child is half as cute as this." One person said.
"Look at their speed. They already have children. They don't dare to compare. They don't dare to compete."
Another person said.
The nanny mixed the milk powder and brought it over.
Zidian had never fed a baby before, and even the way he held him was a bit wrong. He shouldn't have allowed a baby of more than three months to sit on his lap.
The nanny said that sitting was bad for the baby's spine, and Zidian then handed the baby back to the nanny.
The three of them watched the baby drink milk powder for a while. The main reason was that the little guy was so cute that it made people want to steal it home and raise it.
Over there, Chengyang played two games, which was considered an intermission. He came out of the room to see if the little guy was awake, but it turned out that he had obviously been awake for a while.
Zidian and the others continued to play cards. They were not playing casually, they all had bets.
The little guy quickly noticed his father coming over, spit out the pacifier in his mouth, and stretched out his little hand towards Chengyang.
After receiving his son, Chengyang sat next to Zidian and handed the bottle to the baby very skillfully.
The baby protected his little bottle with his two little hands and began to suck it obediently and earnestly.
While breastfeeding his son, Chengyang watched Zidian and the others playing cards.
Chengyang glanced at the landowner that Zidian got in his hand. It seemed that Zidian was very lucky, and he was sure to win.
The atmosphere in the room was relatively quiet. After a while, the sound of a car approaching was heard outside the door.
Not one car, but two.
Chengyang remembered that Sheyan had said that Hong Zhan would come in the morning, so he should come alone, or another car
The nanny went to open the door. There were already five cars parked in the open space outside, and there was not much space left. Sheyan drove the car aside and parked it, and then walked into the house with Hong Zhan, who got out of another car.
Everyone in the room knew that someone was coming in, so they all turned their attention.
On Sheyan's side, a meeting originally scheduled for the afternoon was postponed to Monday next week for some reasons. The company was not busy, so he thought that Hong Zhan would also go to his house, so he contacted Hong Zhan, and the two met at an intersection. , and then came back.
The people at the door instantly looked at each other.
There were expressions of shock and even disbelief on many people's faces.
Especially the person who hit Hong Chariot yesterday.
He even thought that he might have seen it wrong, so he closed his eyes hard and saw that he was right. He was indeed the person who almost caused a conflict.
Hong Zhan was equally surprised by the sudden encounter, but he was a man of emotion and anger, and his eyes changed for a moment, then returned to calmness in the blink of an eye.
The couple still didn't know what happened between Hong Zhan and Zidian. When they introduced each other, Zidian said that he had already transferred the repair fee to the garage.
Chengyang looked back at Sheyan and then looked at Hong Zhan.
Hong Zhan still looked unmoved.
In the flash of lightning, Chengyang recalled something Zidian mentioned to him yesterday.
He was doubtful: "Did you hit Hong Zhan's car yesterday?"
"Yes." Zidian nodded.
"Speaking of which... we went to the car dealership in the afternoon, and I met Hong Zhan there." Chengyang told the story.
"I didn't see it." Zidian looked suspicious.
"You just went out to test the car at that time." Chengyang explained.
"This is really... destined."
There was a pause in his tone, and the last two words coming out of Zidian's mouth seemed a bit ambiguous inexplicably.
Hong Zhan met Zidian's eyes, which were faintly interesting, and his eyes were light.
Hong Zhan walked to Chengyang and took out a small red bracelet from his pocket.
There was a black bead strung on the bracelet. He used to wear that bead on his body at all times when he was on missions. Now that he has retired from the army, he gave it to Sheyan's child, hoping that the baby could grow up safely and healthily.
Hong Zhan bent down and tied the red rope to the baby's hand. At that moment, his expression was so soft that it seemed like an illusion.
After standing up, solemnity took over Hong Zhan's masculine face again.
"Baby, thank you Uncle Hong." The beads were bright and transparent, making people like them just by looking at them. Chengyang held the baby in his arms and asked him to say thank you to Hong Zhan.
Beep, ah, ah, the baby started waving his little hands.
The child was too small to be held for too long, so Chengyang put his son in the stroller and gave him a small toy. The little boy played happily with the toy.