Living Next To The Male God

Chapter 3: note

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Back from the hospital, both Tang Hongjun and his wife had smiles on their faces, and they had not felt so comfortable for so many years.

Tang Hongjun even hugged his son and kissed it hard, and said with a smile: "When Xiaoyu is in good health, let's go to the beach, and go to the place near our former university—"

Chen Suling also smiled: "It's just about winter, it's still early to go to the beach."

Silly Dad was overjoyed: "Yes, it's cold in winter, let's go when it's warm."

"I have to go to the province in two days. Dad is also anxious. It just happened that the results of the inspection were good this time. I will bring it here to make Dad happy." Chen Suling tied the child's scarf and smiled softly, "No Hurry up, take it slow, it will get better and better."

"Hey!"

Tang Jinyu stretched out her hand to hug his father's neck, and there was a little sweat on his back. He worked hard to cooperate during the examination just now. It was still a little difficult for him to walk, but after seeing the doctor nodded slightly, Tang Hongjun and his wife looked at each other. The ecstasy looks, it's all worth it.

On the way back, Tang Hongjun originally discussed to have a restaurant together, but Tang Jinyu started to fight with her eyelids shortly after getting in the car, and Chen Suling said softly to the driver, "Go home first."

Tang Hongjun gently took off the child's shoes and covered his little feet with his palms. He could still feel a slight twitch from time to time through the socks, like a cramp, and said distressedly, "Xiaoyu has walked a lot today, and I'm tired. "

Tang Jinyu vaguely heard them talking in her ears, but she was too tired to respond, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

He slept well this night, wrapped in thick clothes and held firmly, warm and secure.

When he woke up, he was already in the cot at home. Chen Suling doted on him and brought the tableware and chopsticks to the cot to feed him. Tang Hongjun was even more spoiled. He wiped a small table and moved it over there. On the bed, he brought all the meals directly, and the family sat around his little bed and ate together.

Tang Jinyu looked up at them while chewing the food in his mouth. This was something he had never experienced before.

His grandfather was a cook. He used to cook for the school cafeteria. When he was young, he basically followed his grandfather to eat in the cafeteria. Because his grandfather was busy until the cafeteria closed, he habitually stayed behind to help out after dinner. The table or helping the dishes and sweeping the floor, every time they help those uncles and aunts with some work, they will also keep some fried small fish and other snacks for themselves, and they are enthusiastic like a big family.

"Demon Museum"

The conditions of his home when he was a child were far from being as good as those of his current home, but he didn't care about the rules when he looked at this place.

Ordinary five-year-old children have gone to kindergarten. Tang Jinyu's current physical condition is obviously not allowed. He usually stays at home. After Tang Hongjun goes to work, Chen Suling is at home with him and takes good care of him.

He saw that Chen Suling had a lot of phone business, and it seemed that she was busy at work in normal times, but she was with him at home in the special case of these few days.

He was a little curious about how this child usually lived like this, but now he can't speak or ask questions, so he just waits patiently. After eating and sleeping well every day, he tries his best to take a few steps on his short legs. Anyway, now I can't go anywhere, I can walk back and forth from the bedroom and living room. When I'm lucky, when I get to the door, I can just see the next door Xia Ye going home from school. He lies at the door or by the window, and his eyes are shining every time he sees it.

Chen Suling watched his every move. Seeing that the child likes to look outside, she hugged him and watched it together in the morning and evening. She asked with a smile, "Does the baby also want to go to school?"

Tang Jinyu saw the few elementary school students in school uniforms passing by, and Xia Ye, who was passing by with a schoolbag on one shoulder, kept her eyes from the window, and nodded her head in a small but firm manner.

Being able to attend the same school as Xia Shen is simply a dream!

He seems to be in a dream now, with his parents who love him, and Xia Ye who admires him the most. It would be great if his grandfather was here too.

Chen Suling rubbed his head, laughed, gave him a piece of chocolate, and then let him play on the carpet, and went to work on her own.

Tang Jinyu was thinking about something while holding the chocolate.

The things he can recall intermittently are gradually decreasing. His body and thoughts are slowly synchronizing with this five-year-old child. He feels that he is approaching a real child. Only the things that are most impressive in his mind can be engraved. A little vague trace.

He has been thinking hard these days, and he doesn't want to forget his former self, nor his former relatives and friends.

While Chen Suling was cooking, he stood up against the wall and went to his small bedroom, secretly writing a note. Although his fingers are not very flexible now, and the words he wrote tremblingly are twisted like stick figures, he still managed to jot down a few major events in his mind. "Grandpa", "Medicine", "Go to Pingcheng"... These are the simplest words to remind myself.

After writing, Tang Jinyu put the note in a tin box of his own. This is where he usually keeps odds and ends. Chen Suling and Tang Hongjun bought too many things for him, and would not notice such an inconspicuous one. The small box, he put the small box in the deepest part of the drawer and hid it. After doing all this, he couldn't help sitting on the carpet and sighed, sweating on his forehead, nothing else, his current body is still too reluctant to do this, just opening a drawer is tiring!

Tang Jinyu sat there for a while, but couldn't help but worry, what if he forgot this box in the future

He reached out and patted his stomach on the white sweater, frowned for a while, and then put down the worry.

Even if he doesn't remember the note, he will definitely not forget that Xia Ye and his grandfather are important people, and they are the people he will repay in his life.