Tang Hongjun was jealous, hugged the child in his arms and kissed him several times, until the little guy avoided him before putting him back on the small chair with a laugh.
Chen Suling had already prepared their meals, and brought them out to eat together. When they were on the way, she called and asked, and she kept waiting, just because she was afraid to feed the hungry child a little.
With many family members, Tang Jinyu eats more deliciously.
The father and son of the Xia family left for two days, and the keys of the house were placed next door. Chen Suling took good care of them, and they could rest when they came back clean.
When Teacher Xia came home and saw it, she was very emotional, lying on the bed and sighed slightly.
Xia Ye came in with water, and was very nervous after hearing it, and asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"
Teacher Xia sat up and took the water glass, smiled and shook his head: "I'm fine, I'm much more relaxed than before, you can see that I didn't catch my breath when I went upstairs today."
Xia Ye sat there with him.
Teacher Xia drank the water and said to him, "Thanks to you this time, Dad is still young and doesn't want to be a burden to you. I'll be fine later, and I can find a company to work full-time..."
Xia Ye interrupted him and said, "No hurry, I still have money at home, and I have enough tuition fees. You can rest at home. Nothing else is as important as your health."
Teacher Xia raised his hand and touched his son's head, with a soft tone: "This is what adults should do, and it is a responsibility."
Xia Ye: "It is also your responsibility to accompany me."
He stood up and took the cup away, not wanting to talk about this topic again, "You promised to take care of me for the rest of your life, and I will be your relative."
Teacher Xia wanted to say something, but she still couldn't say it, she just nodded and agreed softly.
Xia Ye also has a relative.
But it seemed that he didn't want to mention her again.
Teacher Xia put her hand on her chest and felt her heart beating steadily again, and she could clearly feel it in the palm of her hand. That's fine, he lives a little longer and grows up with his son.
Xia Ye wanted to take a leave of absence to stay at home with his father for a few days, but Teacher Xia didn't let him. He was tired from high school work, and he had to make up for any delay by himself. He urged his son to go to school.
Xia Ye was not there, and the child next door was still there, and he came to visit more diligently every day.
Tang Jinyu didn't go to the company with his mother for the past two days, and asked to stay to take care of Teacher Xia. Chen Suling was a little worried at first, but she saw her son standing in front of her and said to her, "I have carried my mother's phone number back, so I will call if I have anything." , such a serious little appearance reminded her of what happened at the beginning of the year, and she agreed when she relented.
Tang Jinyu was also familiar with the Xia family. When she was there during the day, Teacher Xia waved, and the child climbed onto the bed and sat down. The two of them sat there reading a book together. Teacher Xia read to him in a low voice. When he coughed a little, the child was very nervous. He took the book and told Teacher Xia stories, which made Teacher Xia amused.
The child can do a lot of things now, and he is sensible and obedient. Teacher Xia likes him very much.
When Xia Ye came home from school, he often met the little guy.
Teacher Xia was easily tired right after the operation, and fell asleep several times in the evening.
Xia Ye looked at his father in a light sleep, walked over lightly, and carried Tang Jinyu away from the bed. The child still held his picture book in his hand, and carried the quilt together. Xia Ye glanced at it and asked softly, "Why is it this book again? This is what I read yesterday. Didn't I buy a lot for you? Look at it again."
"Nice~"
Tang Jinyu doesn't care so much, as long as it is given by her brother, she likes it, and it is a pity to hold any book.
Xia Ye wrapped the child in his arms, took the picture book from his hand, replaced it with a small game console, and sat on the sofa with his arms around him and played games for a while.
It is a very old-fashioned toy, not an electronic screen. It is a pink ring game console. On the palm-sized screen are two small unicorns. There are only two buttons. The ferrules hang on the corners.
Not even a game console.
When I bought it at that time, the owner of the mall said that it was suitable for three-year-old children. Xia Ye, like the adults in the family, treated Tang Jinyu as a younger child, and the things he bought were as easy as possible.
Xia Ye held the child's hand and led him to play. When the soft little fingers in the palm of his hand pressed keys, he would curl up, watching the screen with full attention.
Xia Ye rubbed Mao Mao's head in his arms. The child's hair was soft and people were very well behaved. He was only here to accompany them without disturbing them at all.
Xia Ye held the child in his arms, and his eyes occasionally fell in the direction of the bedroom.
The pacemaker implanted by his father can't be used for life and has to be replaced every few years, but there has been no major problem in the past few years. Although he can't do heavy work, his basic life is no different from that of ordinary people.
He calculated it in his heart, the rest of the money was saved, and his father didn't have too much pressure, and his work would be relatively easier.
And his money is still pouring into his pockets, and he can give it a shot in the next two years without his biggest concerns.
What he wants to do is not just Internet cafe billing software.
Tang Jinyu held up the game console in his hand to show him, and whispered to him, "Brother, you're in!"
Xia Ye glanced at him and praised him: "Yes, I will reward you with an orange today."
"Wow-"
Xia Ye was amused by the child's exaggerated appearance, and he found it interesting no matter how many times he watched it.
Teacher Xia couldn't be idle at home, but she didn't go to work against Xia Ye's intention. She went for a walk outside every day, and sometimes brought Tang Jinyu with her.
During the self-study in the first middle school and the next evening in the city, there are many stalls nearby, and the crowd gathers so much that it is as lively as a small night market.
Teacher Xia and the others will occasionally take Tang Jinyu to go around there, and take Xia Ye home by the way. The adults in the family will now deliberately take their children out more often, so that he can gradually adapt to it. Although Tang Hongjun and his wife are a little hesitant, they are also in favor of the children going to school.
Especially now that the child's body is gradually returning to normal, they have no reason to keep him at home for a lifetime.
Although reluctant, it is also a necessary process.
Tang Jinyu doesn't know anything about this. He is very happy every day now, he eats well, his parents treat him well, the teacher Xia next door praises him for playing the flute well, and he can see his brother every day. !
Tang Jinyu is not very interested in night markets. His favorite thing is to sit on the stone pier outside the school gate and wait for his brother to finish school.
In the beginning of autumn, the child wore an off-white hoodie and a pair of small gray trousers, and sat there obediently waiting for Xia Ye to leave school. He was holding a walnut in his hand, which Teacher Xia bought for him when he was in the night market.
The school's end bell rang, and after a while, there was a sound. The uncle of the guard came over and pushed the school gate to slowly open, and students in uniform came out in groups of three or five.
Tang Jinyu hugged the walnut and looked at the crowd without blinking, trying to find her brother as soon as possible among the high school students who were wearing the same clothes in Yishui'er.
Xia Ye was very tall and walked out with a few classmates on a bicycle. He was not easy to find in the crowd, but Tang Jinyu who was sitting there was so easy to find. Shidun was already half a person tall, and the child sat on it. Small feet, shaking his head and turning left and right, looks like a small groundhog.
Xia Ye walked over and dialed the bell of the car. The child saw him immediately, raised his little face and smiled, holding up the walnut in his hand to give it to him.
Xia Ye didn't answer and asked, "Where did you come from?"
"Buy~"
Teacher Xia stood aside and smiled: "I saw a walnut seller on the road and bought some."
"Why did you just buy one?" Xia Ye glanced at the big walnut in Tang Jinyu's hand, which was about to catch up with the size of a child's hand. When he saw that the child was not wearing a hat, he frowned and said, "Why don't you come out wearing a hat? Fasten the hood. It's cooling down these two days, it's a little cold."
"No no no—"
Before he could finish speaking, Tang Jinyu was pulled over by Xia Ye and put on his hood.
The child's hood is so big that Xia Ye felt it was wrong when he started to use it. It was a little heavy. As soon as he turned it over, he started to drop walnuts crackling. Before Mr. Xia could stop it, he just said "hey" and saw a hood full of walnuts. Hit the kid in the head.
Teacher Xia was sympathetic, but still laughed.
Xia Ye paused, and laughed without holding back.
Tang Jinyu covered her head, "Head..."
"It's okay, I'll pick up walnuts for you."
Xia Ye picked up the walnuts for him, the biggest one was still for him to play with, and the rest were put in his schoolbag, "Dad, you are willing to buy walnuts, why are you willing to buy a bag and put it in Xiaoyu's hood pocket? what to do."
Teacher Xia said with a smile: "He wants to put it on himself, and he doesn't want to wear a hat when he comes."
Xia Ye pinched the tip of the child's nose, raised his eyebrows and said, "I told you to do something wrong, do you know how to wear a hat next time?"
Tang Jinyu blushed and did not dare to refute, after all, she put it in by herself.
Xia Ye packed up and asked again, "Where's my uncle?"
Teacher Xia said, "He, went over there to buy balloons for Xiaoyu."
There were a lot of people after school. Han Yichen walked over with a mountain bike. Seeing Xia Ye greeting him, he smiled and said, "Xia Ye, your brother is here? It's nice to take you home again."
Xia Ye: "Call uncle."
Han Yichen was a little annoyed: "You're enough, it's been a long time ago, didn't I just say something angry at the time, you keep holding on and let me call uncle..."
Xia Ye said coldly, "That's my dad."
Only then did Han Yichen see Teacher Xia standing behind Tang Jinyu, and immediately called out uncle, being very obedient. His appearance is a bit deceptive. At first glance, he thinks that he is the kind of nerd who studies hard and doesn't pay attention to common things. He has a particularly good academic performance, and it is easy for parents to have a good impression.
Teacher Xia smiled and nodded to greet him, "Xia Ye also made friends at school?"
"Yes."
"Hehe, so is our Xiaoyu."
Han Yichen knew this too well, and said proudly, "Uncle Xia, I am Han Yixing's brother, and my name is Han Yichen."
"Fairy Wood"
Teacher Xia was pleasantly surprised: "That's such a coincidence, your sister and Xiaoyu have a very good relationship."
"Yes, my sister always says Xiaoyu is good when she comes home, and she doesn't say anything!"
Soon, Tang Hongjun also came back, holding colorful balloons in his hand, he bought many to please his son. Tang Jinyu had a lot of toys at home, and there were too many balloons. It was estimated that they could float up when they were tied to him, so he distributed a few to Han Yichen and asked him to bring them to Han Yixing's children.
Han Yichen held those balloons and was so moved that he suppressed the words in his heart after holding it for a long time.
If Xia Ye was not so precious in his hand, he really wanted to ask Tang Jinyu if he could go to his house and be his younger brother.
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Xiao Han (looking around frantically): Xia Ye, what kind of baby brother are you, let me be healthy! Make me healthy! !
Xia Ye: You touch it.
Xiao Han (excited): Can you touch it! ! !
Xia Ye: It's dead.
Xiao Han: …