The little brat probably didn't understand why Chuzheng didn't coax him.
But with milk to drink, the little brat quickly forgot about it.
There is nothing that milk can't fix.
If so, then two bottles!
It took Chuzheng more than half a day to figure out the law of this little brat's crying.
or hungry.
Or want to pee.
Or just boring.
Chuzheng is a person who is too lazy to coax even a good person card. It is impossible to coax a little brat.
So the little boy can only cry by himself.
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Because he was worried that Chuzheng would not be able to take care of the little cub, Yingzhao did not dare to delay, and hurried home after get off work.
The elevator has been standing still and should follow the stairs up.
Taking a look at the elevator, I found that someone was moving things, and it was moving to Chuzheng.
Response: "… "
What is she doing.
Yingzhao walked to the door, just in time to see Chuzheng pushing the stroller out.
The stroller is not his, it looks a bit advanced.
"Come back?" Chu Zheng greeted him skillfully.
"… um. What are you doing?"
"Get him something." Chuzheng pointed at the little brat and lost his family.
"… "
Chuzheng came back from a lot of shopping and changed all the tables and chairs in the living room.
The floor is covered with thick blankets and fences are installed around it.
Yingzhao has a lot of thoughts at a time, and I don't know where to start.
Chuzheng asked him, "Have you eaten yet?"
"No… "
"Then let's go to dinner." Chuzheng returned the child to him: "You can do it yourself."
[Little brat is so annoying, for... I endure it! ]
Response: "… "
There was an inexplicable silence in the middle, and he couldn't hear it clearly.
Ying Zhao was confused and pushed the little brat and Chuzheng downstairs and walked out of the apartment door, only to find that the little brat was holding something in his hand.
It looks a bit like a china rabbit.
Tie a thread and tie it to the little brat's clothes.
Yingzhao picked it up and looked at it, but couldn't see anything, and put it back.
"Did he cry today?" He was worried all day.
"No." Chu Zheng looked serious: "Don't worry."
[Dare to cry and beat him! ]
Response: "… "
Yingzhao looked at Chuzheng silently, he couldn't rest assured now.
However, Yingzhao can also see that the cub is clean and energetic, so he should be well taken care of.
The place to eat was decided by Chuzheng. When entering the store, the clerk saw the baby and liked it.
"Your baby is so cute."
"No… "
Chuzheng nodded rudely, gave a nonchalant 'um', and pressed back what Yingzhao wanted to explain.
Yingzhao tightened his hand holding the stroller and said silently in his heart that this was not our baby.
The clerk smiled and said, "Can I arrange a place for you to take care of the baby a little better?"
"Ok."
The clerk helped put the little boy in place, and Chuzheng and Yingzhao took their seats.
"What to eat, order it yourself." Chuzheng handed the menu to Yingzhao.
He was supposed to treat him as he was supposed to... But when he saw the price of the menu, he was silent.
He can't afford this.
"You order it." Yingzhao won't make a swollen face to make him fat, so he pushed the menu back: "I can do it."
Chuzheng made an 'oh' and quickly ordered a few dishes.
Yingzhao discovered that these dishes were all his favorites.
Yingzhao didn't know if it was a coincidence or other reasons, and he didn't dare to ask. He could only figure it out in his heart.
"One more dessert." Chuzheng closed the menu: "These are the first."
"OK."
The food was served very fast. During the meal, Chuzheng just casually asked him how his work was today and whether he was tired.
This homely attitude made Ying Zhao feel more and more in a trance.
They seem to be a family of three...
He looked up and looked at the opposite, the girl was not eating fast, and her manners were graceful.
Chuzheng put the last dessert at Yingzhao's hand.
Ying Zhao was stunned: "You don't eat?"
He thought she ordered it for himself.
Chuzheng shook his head: "Don't you like it? I ordered it for you."
Yingzhao felt a surge of soreness in his heart.
Yingzhao has been living alone since he was almost a teenager, and he needs to take care of himself.
No one will care if he eats well, dresses warmly or not, and no one will take care of him...
"Don't you want to eat?" Chu Zheng asked when Yingzhao didn't move.
"No." Yingzhao returned to his senses, picked up the small fork and began to eat dessert.
There is a layer of jam on the dessert, sweet and sour, and his whole heart is sour after eating it.
Chuzheng let him eat slowly, she got up and went to the bathroom.
Yingzhao waited for her to leave, then turned to look at the cub.
The little brat is very good at the moment, with chubby fingers, playing back and forth with the little rabbit.
click —
The little brat pulled the thread off the clothes, and the little hand was unsteady, and the thing fell directly on the floor.
Yingzhao bent over to pick it up, but someone took the lead.
The other party was a middle-aged man, holding the thing back and forth, looking quite excited.
Yingzhao doubts: "Hello, this..."
Middle-aged man: "Is this yours?"
Yingzhao shook his head: "No, it's... a friend's."
The middle-aged man didn't seem to hear what Ying Zhao said, and asked himself, "Are you selling it? I can offer this price."
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to compare, but Yingzhao didn't understand it at all.
When Chuzheng came back, he happened to see Ying Zhao talking with a man in a daze.
She listened faintly, and probably knew what was going on.
"How about the price?"
Chuzheng took the little rabbit back from the man's hand and stuffed it into the little brat again: "Not for sale."
The middle-aged man was startled and stretched out his hand to protect it, for fear that the little brat would drop something again.
This riding horse is an antique! !
How can you be so rude and let a doll hold it! !
crazy!
"Girl, is this thing yours?"
"I gave it to him." Chuzheng pointed at the little brat: "It's his now."
Middle-aged man: "… "
The middle-aged man didn't give up, and Chuzheng asked him to ask the little brat if he would give it to him.
The little brat obviously liked his new toy, and didn't want to give it, so he pulled it tightly.
The middle-aged man tried his best but failed to coax the cub to let go.
In the end, he could only reluctantly return to his position.
"This thing is worth a million?" Yingzhao retrieved his voice at this time, and asked Chuzheng not sure.
That's the price the person offered just now.
He thought it was just an ordinary small porcelain toy, a roadside stall, three for a dollar.
"Almost." Chu Zheng said perfunctorily, "Have you eaten yet?"
Response: "… "
Where can he eat!
Yingzhao quickly pulled the thing back from the little brat and returned it to Chuzheng.
"This thing is too valuable, you can keep it." If it is broken, it is one million, how can you afford it.
How could she just play with children.
The little boy raised his head and stretched out his hand to want.
Chuzheng stuffed it to the little brat again: "I gave it to him... It's none of your business what I gave him. Mind your own business."
Yingzhao's mouth twitched: "I'm his father." Of course he has the right to control it!
"Then I'll be his mother."
[This little brat is cheap! ]
Response: "… "