I don't deserve your love

"When everyone is in a bad mood, the first child is twins. There is a saying among us that the daughter is from China Merchants Bank, the son is from China Construction Bank, and the two sons have two houses. I only pay five yuan for my pair. Can the hand that fills the cakes do it? Self-pity is useless, my husband and I quickly reached an agreement, just do it, give them if you can earn it, and earn it yourself if you can’t."

Maybe it was her tone of voice that was too relaxed, and the audience actually laughed.

Zhuo Jian turned her head to look at the audience, the effect was unexpected.

"The second child is a son again. Fortunately, it is not twins. After the little guy was born, we both looked at him. For some reason, we just had enough energy. The two eldest sons are already eight years old. Just go to work, and they will help take care of our younger brother, we all feel very happy."

Everyone thinks she is really happy, because her face is full of sincerity.

Zhuo Jian came home at night, sat on the carpet, lay on the edge of the bed and watched Cheng Li and Cheng Qing sitting on the bed playing with toys, couldn't help but also laughed.

A red toy car came to her feet, she looked down, then turned to look at the boy who was walking towards her with the remote control, hugged him to sit on her lap, and asked him: "The car seems to have met It's difficult."

Chengcheng didn't speak, and bent down to turn the car's head in the other direction.

Zhuo Jian watched his movements and couldn't help but glance at him again.

Sure enough, this kid is very smart.

"Mom, Dad."

Sitting in her arms, Cheng Cheng didn't rush away, but turned to look at her and yelled.

"Does Chengcheng miss Dad?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him, her heart softened.

Chengcheng nodded vigorously, "Chengcheng misses Dad."

"Dad is on a business trip. When Dad comes back, we can see Dad, okay?"

Zhuo Jian touched his little head.

How could she refuse her lost and found son's request to see his father?

Or as Fu Yanye said that night, at least before the child is sensible, they should give the child the right to see his parents.

That night, he was calm and composed.

Was it her crying that moved him to be kind?

Whatever the reason, she achieved her goal.

After listening to her words, Chengcheng shook her head, then turned her head and saw her mobile phone on the ground, and bent down to pick it up.

"dad."

"Dad is on the phone?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him and asked.

"Mommy is calling Daddy."

Chengcheng stuffed the phone into her arms.

Zhuo Jian hugged him with one hand, and the phone with the other, but suddenly got into trouble.

this kid.

I understand a lot.

Did he want her to call?

Or video?

Zhuo Jian looked at him for a while, seeing that he wanted to see her father so much, she hugged him and got up.

Just when Chang Xia came over, Zhuo Jian called her: "Play a video for Fu Yanye."

"what?"

Chang Xia turned pale with fright.

"Chengcheng wants to see him, you let them meet."

"what."

Chang Xia was even more frightened.

"What are you old? Can't understand Chinese?"

Seeing how nervous she was, Zhuo Jian was puzzled.

"Ah, no, I came in to hug Chengqing Chengli. The two of them have to drink milk."

After saying that, Chang Xia avoided her and walked towards the bed, hugging one in each hand.

Fortunately, those two little guys are not fat enough.

Chang Xia struggled to hug the two brothers and left.

Yuan Man came in from the outside, Chang Xia looked at it and immediately stuffed one for her, reminding her while running, "Run."

Yuan Man: "..."

Seeing Yuan Man standing blankly at the door, Zhuo Jian smiled and called her, "Man Man?"

Yuan Man shuddered and looked at her stupidly: "Ma'am."

"Come here and do me a favor."

Zhuo Jian said to her with a smile.

Yuan Man hugged Cheng Li and walked towards her while muttering. When she was about to walk in front of her, she heard Cheng Cheng call her father, and she subconsciously straightened her legs, "Cheng Qing is hungry, and I can't afford to delay."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"dad."

Chengcheng cried out again pitifully, as if she was already hopelessly overwhelmed.

Listening to that sound, Zhuo Jian sighed helplessly, "But it's nothing more than a video call between Mom and Dad."

Zhuo Jian's eyes moved, without further hesitation, she opened WeChat and dialed him a video.

Fu Yanye had just returned to the hotel from outside and wanted to take a shower. When he heard the phone, he lazily went to the bedside to pick it up and took a look. When he saw the words "wife", he immediately stared straight at the phone screen.

Is it a hallucination?

That woman will call him?

He rubbed his eyes, he must be too tired.

But look again, why is she still a wife?

Is it really her?

He heard his heart beating faster, and immediately ran towards the bathroom instead.

The man in the bathroom was disheveled and looked utterly decadent.

How does this work?

He was always clean and tidy in front of her.

Seeing that no one answered, Zhuo Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and explained softly to Cheng Cheng: "It's your father who didn't answer, it's not that I didn't call him."

Listening to her mother's words, Cheng Cheng sadly looked up at her mother, and then looked at the phone.

Zhuo Jian put the phone on the bed, then picked up Cheng Cheng, "Your father will be back next Monday, and you can see him then, can you play with your mother and younger brothers first?"

Chengcheng nodded disappointedly.

"We Chengcheng are really good."

Zhuo Jian kissed him comfortingly.

Cheng Cheng was still a little sad, and couldn't help turning her head to look at Zhuo Jian's phone.

Zhuo Jian had already carried him outside.

The phone suddenly rang again, Cheng Cheng immediately widened her eyes, and called out happily: "Dad, it's Dad."

"..."

Zhuo Jian turned around and looked towards the bed.

Why is he calling again?

Since the decision is not seen, it should be carried out to the end.

Zhuo Jian was a little disturbed, and wanted to take Cheng Cheng away directly, pretending that she didn't know.

Besides, what if it wasn't him?

"Dad, Mom, it's Dad, it's Dad, pick it up."

"..."

Is dad so fragrant?

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to carry him back, then picked up the phone and took a closer look.

Sure enough, it showed Fu Yanye.

"Hey, stand still."

Zhuo Jian put Cheng Cheng on the bed, and turned on the phone screen facing the roof.

"Daddy Daddy."

Chengcheng shouted excitedly, staring at the phone screen anxiously.

Zhuo Jian didn't say a word, just handed the phone to Cheng Cheng after connecting.

Fu Yanye had already changed into a clean shirt, but he frowned when he heard someone calling him.

It's his son.

Who made the call for him?

Fu Yanye stroked his hair and asked, "What do you want Dad to do? Where's your mother?"

"Mother."

Cheng Cheng looked up at Zhuo Jian who was standing in front, and then plopped over.

Zhuo Jian was frightened by his dangerous movements and immediately hugged him. Cheng Cheng was still a little shy, and got into her arms, pointing the phone at the two of them.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Fu Yanye looked at the mother and son on the phone screen, no, in fact, there was only one person in his eyes.

"Why did you suddenly make a video call?"

Fu Yanye asked lightly.

"Your son misses you."

"Oh, he misses me."