My Best Wife

"Dad, why are you, there is no sound when you come back?"

Seeing his father walking towards the kitchen casually, Fang Zhiqiang followed behind, took the basket, and said with an embarrassed expression.

"You bastard! Do I have to stand in the elevator and shout ‘I’m back!’

Fang Zhiqiang's father was in a fire. It was obvious that Fang Zhiqiang himself was too involved, and he didn't even hear his footsteps. Why is he still blaming himself for not having a sound?

"Ok……"

Fang Zhiqiang was stunned by his father, and he was speechless, so he had to obediently carry the basket into the kitchen.

"If you don't close the door, you will be so anxious. If you are seen by your neighbors, you will not lose you? It's really shameful!"

Fang Zhiqiang's father sat on the sofa, glanced at Fang Zhiqiang, and muttered softly.

Fang Zhiqiang grinned when he heard this, but pretended not to hear it.

Li Xiaoxiao also bit her lip, looking at Fang Zhiqiang’s father’s displeased look, hurriedly came to him and sat down, punched his shoulder and smiled: “Dad, are you tired? I will help you beat Back."

Fang Zhiqiang's father looked back at Li Xiaoxiao, a satisfied smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he nodded and said: "Hey! Xiaoxiao is still sensible!"

Li Xiaoxiao was so complimented by Fang Zhiqiang's father, her face was even redder, and she immediately lowered her head, wishing to be buried in her clothes.

When Fang Zhiqiang listened to all this, he had no choice but to shook his head. It seemed that it was still important for him to be so attractive. Otherwise, why did he only blame himself for doing that together?

"Dad! You are finally back!"

There was another sound, and Li Xiaoxiao looked back and saw Xiaoyu running out of the room and heading straight to the kitchen.

Li Xiaoxiao was also in a cold sweat. Fortunately, Fang Zhiqiang’s father interrupted him just now. Otherwise, when Xiaoyu came out to see the scene, it would be really hard to get over...

"Xiaoyu, did you listen to what auntie said at home?"

Fang Zhiqiang put down the kitchen knife, picked up Xiaoyu who was running over, and asked with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm obedient, if you don't believe me, ask the pretty auntie!"

Xiaoyu nodded repeatedly and said seriously.

Fang Zhiqiang saw his serious expression, scratched the tip of his nose, and said, "Don't ask, I believe our Xiaoyu is the best behaved!"

Fang Zhiqiang was talking while paying attention to Xiaoyu's expression. When Fang Zhiqiang finished saying this, he inadvertently saw a ray of light flashing in Xiaoyu's eyes.

I don't know what Xiaoyu was like when I was with Wang Yaxin before. In short, after Wang Yaxin left, Xiaoyu's eyes always looked hollow, even if she was crying at the time, she was very apathetic.

But now, seeing this scene, Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help but get excited. It seems that Xiaoyu now has learned to express his emotions through his eyes again.

"Xiaoyu, are you happy with beautiful auntie?"

Feeling this, Fang Zhiqiang continued to ask Xiaoyu.

"Yeah! The beautiful aunt is very nice to me, she even took me to eat pizza!"

Xiaoyu continued to nod his head, looked at Li Xiaoxiao, and said seriously.

"Then, why do I think Xiaoyu is still unhappy?"

Fang Zhiqiang could feel that Xiaoyu now is obviously more talkative than when he first met, but he still hasn't seen Xiaoyu's smile.

Fang Zhiqiang's voice fell, but Xiaoyu fell into a moment of silence. He turned his head and looked at Fang Zhiqiang with hollow eyes, but said nothing. Then he slowly lowered his head and stared at his fingers, no Know what is being done.

"Hadron, take your time."

Watching this scene, Li Xiaoxiao quickly got up and walked over, patted Fang Zhiqiang's arm, and said softly.

Fang Zhiqiang looked at Xiaoyu with a look of helplessness on his face.

Then he said again: "Xiaoyu, can I watch TV with my grandpa? You can eat right away!"

"Ok!"

Xiaoyu nodded and was put on the ground by Fang Zhiqiang, and he ran towards Fang Zhiqiang's father.

"Come here to be a little kid!"

Fang Zhiqiang's father obviously liked Xiaoyu very much, and said with a smile on his face.

"Qiangzi, tomorrow, I will contact the school and let Xiaoyu go back to school, right?"

Li Xiaoxiao looked at Xiaoyu's back, and she couldn't help but frowned slightly. Xiaoyu's current state indeed made people look distressed.

But Fang Zhiqiang shook his head, sighed and said, “Now when he is sent back, he can’t communicate with other classmates. Then, there will still be problems. We must make him a normal child before we can let him. Back to school."

Li Xiaoxiao frowned and nodded.

This is indeed the case, and now it seems that it can only be so.

During the meal, at first few people said nothing, Fang Zhiqiang's father just accompanied Xiaoyu to stare at the cartoon on TV from time to time.

Li Xiaoxiao and Fang Zhiqiang looked at each other several times, but they didn't say anything. The embarrassing scene just now really made them feel a little slow.

"Ahem, that strong boy, there is something, I have to tell you."

Suddenly, Fang Zhiqiang's father put down his chopsticks and coughed again. He looked at Li Xiaoxiao, then at Fang Zhiqiang, and said.

"Huh? What's up Dad?"

Fang Zhiqiang leaked his doubts, looked at his father and asked.

"Look, in Murakami, there are several children who are about the same age as you. The children in the house are all running around. Your good friends should all get married now. Those who should be pregnant are pregnant. I'm married, when are you going to let me hold my grandson?"

Fang Zhiqiang's father looked at Fang Zhiqiang seriously, pondered for a moment, sorted out the words, and said.

The food Fang Zhiqiang had just put in his mouth almost spurted out, he coughed violently, and drank his saliva quickly.

"Why are you doing such a big reaction? It's not killing you!"

Looking at Fang Zhiqiang's appearance, Fang Zhiqiang's father frowned, obviously not satisfied with his reaction.

Li Xiaoxiao also lowered her head. The food could not be delicious anymore. She naturally could hear her father-in-law's so obvious assignment.

"No, I said Dad, why are you more anxious than me? This is just married, how can it be so fast!"

Fang Zhiqiang finally swallowed the food and said smoothly.

"Smelly boy! How can I talk? Can I not be anxious? In a few years, even if you give birth to a big fat boy, I can't hold it! Go out for a walk every day, watching people hold their grandchildren one by one. Happy, what about me? How pitiful it is to bring a basket of vegetables!"

Fang Zhiqiang's father came and continued.