When Qiu Xiaohai saw the woman, he immediately hid behind Bai Lang, clutching Bai Lang's pants tightly with his little hands.
Bai Lang's heart skipped a beat and smiled at the lady in front of him, "Hello, who are you?"
The woman smiled even more, "Hey, I'm Yang Li, the nanny Mr. Chou invited to take care of Xiaohai, and Xiaohai calls me Aunt Yang." Let Xiaohai live with Mr. Bai these days, but I think Mr. Bai is a big man with a busy career, so he must be in a hurry to take care of children, think about it, let me help."
Seeing Bai Lang raise his eyebrows slightly, obviously wanting to say no, Yang Li continued with a smile, "I know that Mr. Bai is also enthusiastic and willing to take care of Xiao Hai, but it took me half a year to become familiar with Xiao Hai's food and clothing. , Mr. Qiu usually has a short time to go home, I don’t know that Xiaohai is very picky about food, and he is stubborn.
Speaking of this, Yang Li looked at Qiu Xiaohai lovingly, "Xiaohai should just be greedy for freshness at the moment, I thought, let Xiaohai stay at home during school, make it more comfortable, and let Mr. Bai take him over to play for two days after the holiday. , This will make it easier for everyone, right? I am not guilty of taking the salary given by Mr. Chou."
Yang Li's statement is reasonable and reasonable. With her appropriate dress, kind smile, and a round pearl on her hand, she didn't feel like a normal nanny, but more like a well-bred rich wife. After Bai Lang listened, he felt that this arrangement was very good. .
Qiu Xiaohai was anxious, and pulled Bai Lang's pants, "I, I don't want to go home, Dad said I can live in your place! I can eat everything, and I don't want the little rabbit buns anymore, I, I I want to live with you..."
Bai Lang smiled and patted Qiu Xiaohai's head, and said to Yang Li, "Aunt Yang is thinking about being considerate, and I'm also afraid to take care of Xiaohai well, but since Mr. Qiu has promised Xiaohai, I can't let Mr. Qiu break his promise. So Xiaohai stayed there as long as he wanted, and he really felt uncomfortable and wanted to go home, so I'll take him back immediately. It's fine."
Qiu Xiaohai immediately threw himself on Bai Lang's lap and hugged him tightly, "I won't, I'll be good..."
Bai Lang had to keep patting Qiu Xiaohai's head to appease Qiu Xiaohai's unease from his movements.
Yang Li gave Qiu Xiaohai a pampering and reproachful look, "Ah, Mr. Bai is sure to please people. I think it took me a while to get close to Xiaohai back then."
Does this sentence imply anything else? Bai Lang didn't want to delve into it, but just smiled, "I'm sorry for letting Aunt Yang go away today. When Mr. Chou comes back, I will definitely tell Mr. Chou and Aunt Yang this idea."
Yang Li sighed, "Don't I pity Xiaohai for not having a mother. Alas, poor child."
When Bai Lang heard this, the smile on his face faded a little, and he understood why Xiao Hai didn't like Aunt Yang.
"If that's the case, then follow Xiaohai's instructions and stay with Mr. Bai," Yang Li picked up the patchwork bag she had been carrying, which contained a bucket-shaped stainless steel soup box, "It's just that Dr. Chen opened it a while ago. The prescription for me to make soup is to nourish Xiaohai. This child was often sick before, and Mr. Chou was also very worried. And this herbal diet will take a long time to take effect. If it is interrupted, I will prepare it for three days. Let Mr. Bai take the portion back, and after dinner, please ask Mr. Bai to remember to give Xiaohai a bowl."
Bai Lang remembered the soup Qiu Xiaohai mentioned last night, so he took it, "Thank you, Aunt Yang took the trouble."
Qiu Xiaohai stared at the bucket of soup, wanting to protest but remembering his promise just now, puffed out his cheeks, and finally continued to bury his little face beside Bai Lang's legs.
After Bai Lang took the soup, Yang Li added a few words to explain that she would be a little tired after drinking the soup, and then she looked at Qiu Xiaohai and explained it like an elder, "Xiaohai, you have to listen to Mr. Bai, do you know? Don't? Too much trouble for Mr. Bai."
Qiu Xiaohai hugged Bai Lang's thigh and responded with a sullen voice.
Seeing this, Bai Lang bent down and hugged Qiu Xiaohai, "Okay, we should go too. Say goodbye to Aunt Yang."
Qiu Xiaohai was obviously stunned by this action; this was the first time Bai Lang hugged him, but then he took the initiative to get close to Bai Lang and said obediently, "Goodbye Aunt Yang."
Bai Lang also said goodbye to Yang Li briefly, without saying more, and walked towards the parking lot with Qiu Xiaohai in his arms.
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Back in the car, Bai Lang helped Qiu Xiaohai, who was languid, get the safety seat and fasten the belt.
During this period, Qiu Xiaohai's quiet appearance made Hong Hongdu in the driver's seat look back a few more times.
The child who used to be full of air was so quiet at the moment, Bai Lang knew that there was more insecurity inside, and couldn't help but softened, "We'll go buy bunny buns later."
Qiu Xiaohai muttered and shook his head, "No, I won't eat it."
Bai Lang rubbed his low head, "It doesn't matter, just say whatever you want. If it's wrong, I'll beat you, but I won't send you back."
Qiu Xiaohai raised his eyes, there was some brilliance in his big eyes, and asked in a low voice, "...Really?"
"Yes. I want to beat it without pain, and Hong Hong," Bai Lang decided to drag another one into the water.
Hong Hong silently looked into the rearview mirror.
Qiu Xiaohai was really happy and nodded his head, "Yes!" Then he felt wrong, "But I'm really good, the little rabbit steamed bun is what my father said, not me."
Bai Lang laughed, "Yes, I remember."
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That night, after dinner, Qiu Xiaohai had a bitter face and wanted to drink soup, so Bai Lang kept a little rabbit steamed bun with red bean filling and planned to suppress the bitter taste for Qiu Xiaohai. For this reason, Bai Lang deliberately went online to read the precautions for taking medicated food. , Are there any contraindications that destroy the efficacy of the drug.
Unexpectedly, after Qiu Xiaohai finished drinking the soup, he started rubbing his eyes and became sleepy within a few minutes. The steamed buns he had prepared didn't come in handy. The quick effect of the decoction made Bai Lang stunned, but thinking that he was rare and strange, he was busy helping Qiu Xiaohai change into his pajamas and get into bed.
During the extra quiet time in the evening, Bai Lang read the script for a while, and also picked out a disc and watched it repeatedly in Zhu Kuan's way. During this period, Bai Lang was distracted, thinking that Qiu Xiaohai fell asleep at 6 or 7 o'clock in the evening, and maybe he would wake up after 1 or 2 o'clock in the middle of the night.
However, until Bai Lang turned off the lights, Qiu Xiaohai slept under the quilt, and rarely even turned over. Bai Lang finally went to Qiu Xiaohai's room to take a look, thinking that tomorrow he seemed to let Xiaohai take a bath before eating. Moreover, in this situation, he had to hurry up to brush his teeth before going to bed.
However, the next day there were more cruel facts waiting for Bai Lang.
Qiu Xiaohai wet the bed.
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Bai Lang took care of the diaper-soaked bed and sheets, thinking that although Yang Li did not care about Qiu Xiaohai when he spoke, he was right about the trouble of taking care of him. He, who has never brought a child, had to adapt to it for a while. .
Qiu Xiaohai was sitting next to him with his bare ass slumped and his shoulders drooping, saying that he forgot to wear white trousers. Aunt Yang would help wear them before. If they did, he would not pee on the bed. . After speaking, Qiu Xiaohai ran to look in the bag that Hong Hong had brought over, and found the bag of "white pants" by himself; that is, a paper diaper, and handed it to Bai Lang with a worried face.
Should a five-year-old child wet the bed? Bai Lang hadn't checked it out yet, but at this moment there was an indescribable strangeness, and Bai Lang took it, "You wear these white pants to bed every night?" In the evening, Qiu Xiaohai did not wet the bed.
After Qiu Xiaohai nodded, he shook his head again, "I didn't use it before, I just wore it recently," and then stepped on his left foot, "Aunt Yang said that if you drink too much soup, this will happen, it doesn't matter, you, don't tell Dad. "
Soup again? Bai Lang frowned, when the phone rang.
Bai Lang picked it up, and it was Qiu Qian who was calling from a foreign country. Bai Lang and Qiu Qian answered a few words about Qiu Xiaohai's situation, but did not elaborate on the bedwetting this morning; because Qiu Xiaohai looked at Bai Lang pitifully, Bai Lang handed over the phone to Qiu Xiaohai and asked him to talk to Qiu Qian himself. Say something.
After the accident, Qiu Xiaohai was so happy that he dangled the bird with his bare bottom, saying that he was very good and obedient. Bai Lang smiled bitterly next to him, then glanced at the clock, thinking that they still had to take a bath, get dressed, and go to school. It was definitely going to be late, so he grabbed the phone and decisively helped Qiu Xiaohai hang up, and started the busy morning.
Next, another battle-like nanny labor.
After successfully sending Qiu Xiaohai to school, Bai Lang went back to find a cleaning company to clean up those wet bedding sheets, and asked someone to help deal with the mattress. After everything was done, Bai Lang sat in front of the computer and looked up the keywords "five years old" and "bedwetting". He read the children's health column on the Internet and found that Qiu Xiaohai's condition was barely within the normal range. , turned off the computer, but a sense of tiredness came over him, so he decided to move to the couch for a while. Anyway, these days are free, so I can relax a bit.
Just sleeping during the day is actually easy to nightmare.
Therefore, Bai Lang slept very unsteadily on the sofa, because he dreamed of those in his previous life before he died.
In the previous nights when there was hatred, Bai Lang always fell asleep because of exhaustion, and he hadn't dreamed of it for a long time.
This time, when we meet again, the mood is no longer the sharp regret and despair as before. I have seen everything that should be seen clearly. Bai Lang only feels lucky to have a chance to do it again.
And this time, Bai Lang also saw what happened after he fell into a coma.
At that time, Qiu Qian, who was busy for himself, was even more aggressive with his stubborn profile, and Qiu Qian, who was getting along with Bai Lang at this time; even if he was suspicious, he still had a somewhat high-spirited feeling, which was not exactly the same. It's not surprising to think about it, these few years are the first few years of Qiu Qian's entry into the Qiu family's main business circle, and it is the time when his career is going well.
However, as the scene shifted, Qiu Qian helped himself to call for ambulance, take him to the doctor, and wait outside the intensive care unit, but Qiu Qian's footsteps changed and he came to another floor. When Bai Lang dreamed of this scene for the first time, he only thought it was a coincidence, thinking that Qiu Qian had another friend in the hospital who needed to visit him. 's expression, and the man on the hospital bed with only half of his head exposed...
Bai Lang was shocked, but at this moment he came to his senses.
When he got up from the sofa, Bai Lang was sweating on his forehead and his heart was beating suddenly.
...that's a boy. Bai Lang is sure.
The appearance of half size and not small, happens to be the age of Qiu Xiaohai ten years later.
In the previous life, Qiu Qian hid Qiu Xiaohai deeply and never let him appear in front of others.
This is very different from what Bai Lang saw a few days ago, when Qiu Qian ran after Qiu Xiaohai.
The difference between...
Could it be that Qiu Xiaohai was in a situation that made Qiu Qian do this
Bai Lang swallowed dryly, thinking about all kinds of possibilities in his heart.
A few minutes later, he took the soup box of the supplement, filled a small cup, and went out without any notice.
Three days later, Bai Lang made a cross-ocean call to Qiu Qian.
After Qiu Qian finished listening, he arranged a flight to return to China that night.