Chapter 3 third chapter

With a pair of chopsticks, this Zhu Zhiliang was so nervous that he thought the child was just a doll from the beginning to the end. It never occurred to me that all baby bottles and cups had to be disinfected, bathed twice a day, wiped mouth and hands seven times, changed three sets of clothes, and ate mushy fruit juice biscuits four times. Add a pair of chopsticks! Coax her after waking up and before going to sleep, and keep entertaining her during the rest of the time: listening to music, telling stories, hugging, patting, this is hard work around the clock, who has the patience to bear this kind of relationship.

Qiqi is already a big child, Changchun is in her early years, Zhu Zhiliang is unbelievable and whimsical. Changchun, of course, did not reply to Zhu Zhiliang or Feng Jiyu. She went home gasping for breath. There is such a person who drags his tail on everything, and many troubles are only waiting for good-hearted people who can't see it to solve it for him. Ms. Feng Jiyu is one of them. That night, Changchun went to bed very early. The first time I slept very well, I didn't feel any sensation at all. After 1:30, I heard the sound of a baby crying. Chang Chun turned over. She couldn't stand her child being sad the most. Who, whose child?

When Kang'er and Qi'er were young, she woke up immediately when she heard them crying. At that time, she was in a state of alert, and when she heard the baby crying next door, and even the crying of kittens and dogs, she mistook it for Kang'er and Qi'er. . Changchun tossed and turned in a haze. She has rich experience and knows that children's cries can also be divided into mischievous, coquettish and sad. Yes, they also know how to mourn. The baby cried very sad and disappointed. The cry came and went. Then a voice as thin as a gossamer drilled into his head, and he said to Changchun: "Whose child do you really want to know?"

Chang Chun involuntarily nodded. The voice drilled into her head again: You don't know that child?That is Zhang Jiajun's young child Zhang Yuyu. When Chang Chun heard it, "Wow", he woke up from his dream, covered in cold sweat. Ah, Changchun is dying. It turned out that she was guilty. Early the next morning, at the breakfast table, Changchun had a family meeting with the children. Kiki was very impressed with the little girl, and replied to her mother: "I don't mind her coming to live temporarily, and I understand that she will borrow my bedroom and toys."

Ankang was extremely cooperative, "She can have sex with me, I can sleep more soundly, and she won't wake me up." He was very sympathetic, "When will her mother get better?" The domestic helper is very practical: "Ma'am, one more child will add more work to three people." "I'll tip you extra." "Thank you ma'am." That morning Changchun went to the hospital to visit Feng Jiyu. This time, Feng Nu's situation was much worse than expected. She seemed to have cried, her eyes were red and swollen, she didn't expect Changchun to come, her head was unkempt, her lips trembled slightly, and she was speechless.

Chang Chun said softly: "I'm already tidying up the room and finding out the small bed that Qiqi used before. Yuyu can come to live in it at any time, just in case she admits to being a stranger, but she will get used to it in three or two days." When Feng Jiyu heard it, tears rolled down his face. "You take a good rest, there must be difficulties in life, not insurmountable." Feng Jiyu still couldn't speak. "You can look for it after the servant is gone. I'll call the agency today and find a good one for you. After you leave the hospital, it's not too late to pick up Yuyu."

At this point, Attorney Zhu came. In front of Changchun, she put a cashier's check on the coffee table. Changchun said again: "Look, how much everyone cares about you." From the beginning to the end, Feng Jiyu didn't say a word, but her eyes gradually regained some brilliance. "Let's go first." Changchun and Zhu Zhiliang left the hospital together. Lawyer Zhu held Chang Chun's hand, "Thank you." Chang Chun was silent for a while, and said after a while: "I really didn't expect her to be so embarrassed." "So, health is the most precious thing."

"Take good care of your body and give birth to a child, and you will be a good man again." Chang Chun smiled, "Modern women are Li Kui who can't be beaten to death." "I have faith in her too." "Lawyer Zhu, I want to see Ms. Song Xiaoyu." "This..." Zhu Zhiliang hesitated, "Isn't that good?" "It's time for a showdown. Listen to me. Ms. Song's family is good. Why bother to compete with her two children for a limited inheritance." Zhu Nu thought, ah, this innocent old-fashioned woman is finally willing to make her mark.

She deliberately hesitated again. Chang Chun said with a straight face, "I'll pay you the fee." Zhu Nu hurriedly laughed, "I'm willing to endure loyalty." Chang Chun gave her a white look, "I really don't know what kind of relationship you have with Zhang Jiajun." Zhu Nu was melancholy. what relationship?It's hard to say. There is a deep and dark memory in everyone's heart, which is not easy to show to others. Zhang Jiajun is a good classmate of Zhu Zhiliang's eldest brother, and has been in and out of Zhu's house. The first time she saw Zhang Jiajun was only eleven years old.

She had always admired him. The fate of people with people is so difficult to tell. Seeing Zhu Nu's expression, Chang Chun understood three points, and murmured: "I really don't know what benefits Zhang Jiajun has." Suddenly remembering that she should know better than anyone else, I couldn't help coughing a few times in embarrassment. Zhang Jiajun's advantage is that he respects women, he never quarrels with women, no matter how unreasonable the other party is, he is always willing to tolerate, always saying: "Women have to suffer from childbearing, men must accommodate them", always keeping a low voice.

And he is generous.He has no money, but he takes out as much as he has, and the extraneous things are the extraneous things. He is optimistic.Mistakes in life, for him, are all understated, and he said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, you can make more money if you lose money, and you lose money if you lose money." He also knows how to have fun, can eat and laugh, and can dance well. Thinking about it, I really can't remember how I broke up with him. Maybe, Changchun wanted him to grow up, but he didn't want to. This is Changchun's fault, if she wants to marry a young and mature person, she should not choose Zhang Jiajun. For a person with his personality, of course, a partner of the opposite sex is indispensable after separation. Feng Jiyu and Song Xiaoyu may be the tip of the iceberg. There are very few handsome men these days. Zhang Jiajun is popular for his own reasons. At that moment, Lawyer Zhu said, "I will arrange for you." Attorney Zhu has a lot of ideas. While Zhu Nu was dealing with this important matter, the Chang Mansion was not idle, and the little baby moved in. I didn't expect it to be so simple. I only had a small bag of luggage. When I opened it, I found a few pieces of clothing. Chang Chun asked the Filipino nanny: "That's all?" The maid smiled slyly, "Don't you have everything here?" That's right, small towels, sheets, clothes, shoes, plush toys and music boxes. Kiki just left the toddler stage not long ago, and there are countless substances left. The child only brought a whitewashed rabbit toy. Qiqi said: "Mom, look at how pitiful it is, the rabbit is missing an eye, nail it in for it." Kiki almost treats this sister like a big doll. Chang Chun asked about the child's eating habits and let the maid go. At first glance, the child was curled up in the crib and fell asleep, touching his head with one small hand and sipping in his mouth with the other. Fortunately, it is not his own, and fortunately, it can be returned to others later. Yuyu is a very well-trained child. When she wakes up, she sits on the bed silently. When someone looks at her, she will laugh immediately. Let her go to the ground, walk around alone, and sit by the window when she is tired, like an adult Like looking at the scenery. When Kiki was her age, she was naughty like a little devil, difficult to serve, screamed all the time, needed all her energy to cope, and had learned to choose her own clothes. It can be seen that the environment makes man. For dinner, there are meatballs that children love to eat. Changchun puts one in a small Yuyu bowl. The young girl smiles at Changchun, and Changchun feels sad. Ask her: "Can you use the toilet by yourself?" She knows how to nod. Feng Jiyu called from the hospital to ask about the situation, thank you very much, couldn't help but blame himself, Chang Chun blindly comforted, the phone suddenly fell silent, Chang Chun knew that the other party was crying, and covered the phone, not wanting anyone to know. "Such a bad mood is not good for pregnant women." Chang Chun advised. The next day, Chang Chun leaves late because the employment agency sent a maid to see the worker. Chang Chun left her as an intern for a day. Suddenly there were two people, one big and one small, in the apartment, which seemed crowded. But with a new topic, it may not be very difficult for three adults and two older children to serve Xiaoyu together. Zhu Zhiliang came to see them. Chang Chun teased: "Hey, the president of the Red Cross Society is here to inspect." Zhu Zhiliang felt that it was worthwhile to be ridiculed by her. At this time, Qiqi was sitting with her sister on her lap watching cartoons on TV. The same small face, smiling like an angel. Zhu Zhiliang poured his beer, kicked off his high heels, and sighed, "Please look at the mess left by Mr. Zhang Jiajun." Chang Chun didn't take it seriously, "Tomorrow will always be today's mess, time will naturally clean up, so don't worry about it." Zhu Zhiliang said: "I admire your courage." The atmosphere of ridicule was heavy. Changchun looked at her, "Your world is not chaotic at all, your plan has been arranged until 2007, you are free and easy, but you may not be happier than me." Zhu Zhiliang's lips were sticking to the beer foam that could not distinguish between sweet and bitter. When he heard this, he was stunned. Chang Chun said: "A rich life is only when there is dedication and income." After a while, "Spiriting, you are very lucky." Chang Chun smiled, "I don't even have time to lament my misfortune." "I'm just the opposite of you. Every night I recall my life from the age of three." Zhu Zhiliang smiled wryly. Changchun joked, "Let our family move to your house, and all your illnesses will disappear." "What, didn't I move into your house?" There is not enough space to play the floor. Qiqi was explaining the drawing for her sister: "See, it's autumn. The leaves of the trees turn yellow and fall to the ground in autumn, but in spring, new green leaves will grow again." Zhu Zhiliang stared at the two little sisters, his eyes gradually became gentle. Chang Chun said: "Our views are different. People without children think that after a hard day, they will be entangled with children when they come back. Life is worse than death, but people with children think that without the company of the second generation's laughter, No matter how hard you work, there is no result." Zhu Zhiliang put down his beer glass and sighed, "But what kind of people we are, it's not up to us, it's controlled by the god of fate." Miss Zhu said goodbye. Changchun sent her to the door. Lawyer Zhu said: "Shi Biling, I admire you. Without strength, how can you take care of three children alone." Chang Chun smiled slightly, "Where is that." Lawyer Zhu also laughed, "It's in the passbook in the purse." Zhu Zhiliang is a smart man, he sees that Changchun is a bit frugal, that's why he can be so indifferent, and only when he has enough food and clothing can he know honor or disgrace. At 9:30 that night, everyone in Changfu turned off their lights and went to sleep. Go to bed early and get up early for good health. The family didn't know how long they had slept, when they were suddenly awakened by the doorbell. Ankang felt that he was the only male in the house and had the responsibility to protect the women and children. When he heard the doorbell, he answered it immediately. The maid also came out nervously, "It's so late, who is it?" Very few guests came to this family. Changchun also got up to see what happened. Open the door, only to see a young girl. The maid immediately said, "Miss, you have found the wrong door." Ankang asked, "Who are you looking for?" Kiki looked around from behind her mother. The girl was startled when she saw a room covered in darkness, and took a step back, "I'm looking for Ms. Changchun." Chang Chun was surprised, "I am, which one are you?" "I'm Song Xiaoyu." Changchun said "Ah", this is the real surprise. Ankang saw that it was a female guest looking for his mother, so he went back to the bedroom with peace of mind. Chang Chun led Song Xiaoyu into the house. The two women spoke at almost the same time, one said: "It's so late", the other said: "Go to bed so early", and then both laughed awkwardly. At this moment, the youngest child in the room suddenly cried, "Mom, Mom", Chang Chun hurriedly hugged her in his arms, patted her gently, "Don't cry, baby, don't cry", with skilled gestures, the sword is not old. Give her two sips of water, the child fell asleep again, Chang Chun put her back on the crib, and turned to greet the guests. Song Xiaoyu quickly said, "I'll come back another day." "Since you're here, sit down for a while." The new maid fell asleep on the sofa in the living room, and Chang Chun led Song Xiaoyu into the bedroom. There was a small desk in a corner, where they could sit and chat. "Sorry, the space is narrow." Song Xiaoyu raised her eyes, she really didn't expect Zhang Jiajun's ex-wife to be such a virtuous housewife. I saw that Ms. Changchun is generous and open-minded, unconventional, and just getting in touch with her, I can already see that she has something extraordinary. Chang Chun was also looking at Song Xiaoyu, and saw that she was young, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, white clothes and skirt, delicate and refined. Wait a minute, Changchun has seen her before, she is the girl who played the piano in Zhang Jiajun's memorial service, Changchun Changchun, you are too careless and negligent. The two sat down, not knowing how to speak. After a while, Chang Chun said, "I didn't expect Lawyer Zhu to contact you so soon." Song Xiaoyu bowed, "We always have to meet. I stopped by the house after dinner with my friends. I didn't expect you to rest so early." Chang Chun smiled, "I'm a countryman." Song Xiaoyu remained silent, feeling more and more that Ms. Chang was difficult to deal with. She asked: "The three children are all Zhang Jiajun's?" Chang Chun tried to understate it as much as possible, but it still sounded very funny: "The two girls are Zhang Jiajun's daughters, but the younger one is not my daughter, and the older boy's father is someone else." After finishing speaking in one breath, I was really afraid that Song Xiaoyu would laugh out loud, but she didn't, she was always calm, and Chang Chun felt that the emperor's grace was mighty. Song Xiaoyu quickly figured out the identities of the children: "The little girl just now is Ms. Feng's daughter, right?" Chang Chun nodded. Song Xiaoyu was surprised, "I didn't expect you to be good friends." "No, we are not acquaintances," Chang Chun said softly, "but the children are sisters." Song Xiaoyu nodded, "I understand." Changchun cut to the chase: "You won't compete with the children for property, will you?" Song Xiaoyu was stunned, with an obvious displeasure on his face, "This is what you want to discuss with me?" "Yes, that's exactly what it is." "I didn't fight with my hands, everything was voluntarily offered by Zhang Jiajun." Not knowing if it was in his own bedroom, or because he was angry, Chang Chun said honestly and bluntly: "Zhang Jiajun's mind is not clear." Song Xiaoyu immediately stood up, "It's getting late, please excuse me, we'll talk about this issue another day." She wanted to leave, so Chang Chun couldn't hold her back, so she had to send her to the door. Song Xiaoyu turned her head when she walked to the door, "You won't go against Zhang Jiajun's wishes, right?" "Zhang Jiajun's wish is to abandon his own flesh and blood?" Song Xiaoyu said: "Ms. Chang, you blamed me for all your anger." Really, the key lies in Zhang Jiajun, a libertine, and has nothing to do with Song Xiaoyu. Chang Chun is the kind of person who can correct his mistakes immediately, and immediately changed his attitude: "I'm sorry, I overreacted." Song Xiaoyu also relaxed, "It's my fault, I shouldn't disturb you at this time, and I'm most afraid of being woken up when I'm sleeping." she left. Changchun closed the door and found Ankang sitting on the sofa. Changchun felt the need to explain, so she said, "I'm not doing it for myself, nor for Qiqi." Ankang said sensiblely: "I know." "Yuyu and her mother need some living expenses to settle down." "I see." "Let's go to sleep." But Ankang said: "Mom, you're going to lose sleep anyway tonight, so I'll just tell you about it." Chang Chun worried, "What's the matter?" "Father is going to marry Aunt Dong." "I heard him say it." "The wedding is on the fifth of next month." So fast?Chang Chun was at a loss and couldn't wait any longer. Only she, living a rigid and busy life like a day for thousands of years. Ankang continued: "Father means, let you take me and Qiqi to the wedding." wedding?Both of them have a house full of children and grandchildren, so why bother?It's incredible that people have their own ambitions. Ankang said: "It was a reception, and Dad said he would send invitations." My son was right, tonight would definitely be a sleepless night. Chang Chun said: "Tell your father that there is no need to bother the teacher. I will let you go to watch the ceremony, because you are his son, and the rest have nothing to do with him." Ankang was puzzled, "You have nothing to do with him?" Chang Chun smiled, "All these years, my mother has been living on her own, and has nothing to do with anyone." Ankang sighed, "Dad will be disappointed." "My mother's qualifications are average, but her talents are not outstanding. I don't know how many people, including your grandparents, have been disappointed." With such a sarcastic tone, Ankang certainly felt it and glanced at his mother. "Go to sleep." Changchun still said the same thing. He kept muttering in his heart, An Fuquan, an old thirteen o'clock, crazy, actually wanted her to attend his wedding, he was too full, and he wanted to put on a farce for relatives and friends all over the world to see. It is best to gather all the children together as a small guest, so as to show that people are strong and strong, and the scene is great. The next morning, Chang Chun went to work with two big dark circles under her eyes. If human beings use their energy to deal with such matters to do serious and important things, the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe, and the universe will be conquered soon. No wonder nearly all single women are successful at work. Salesmen often come to gift shops, hoping to sell goods on consignment. This morning, it was a young man who came to sell himself. He made homemade silver jewelry with exquisite styles and exquisite handwork. Changchun loved it very much, but business was business. The young man asked for a counter dedicated to selling his works, which was impossible. Chang Chun said, "I'll buy this batch of jewelry for you." The young man declined, "Miss Chang, you have misunderstood, I am not selling through the door." Chang Chun was annoyed, "Then what is your status?" "I'm looking for a partner." "Why should I partner with you?" Chang Chun smiled instead of anger. "In the future, you will gain both fame and fortune because of me." Chang Chun couldn't believe her ears. It's good to be young, and you can pass the test with such big words, and no one dares to care about them. But Chang Chun couldn't help but said: "It's a pity that I don't have high requirements for fame and Lidian." "Then," said the young man indifferently, "I'll find someone else." He shrugged and left. Chang Chun smiled, "Stop, come back to me." The young man also smiled, "Yes, Miss Chang." "What did you say your name was?" "My name is Lin Haiqing, Miss Chang." "I would like to buy this batch of jewelry." "No, Miss Chang, I will split the account with you." "Lin Haiqing, the past few shops in the shopping mall are Royal Copenhagen and Qiao Yangchen's silver jewelry store. Excuse me, how do you and I fight with them?" "Each has its own way of travel, there is no need to fight, and we can coexist peacefully." The eloquence of a young man is really not enough to convince Changchun, but maybe because Changchun was young before, and no one bothered to help her at that time, so now she is willing to listen to Lin Haiqing's nonsense. Finally she said: "Consignment, four or six to open the account, you four and I six." The young man still wanted to say something, Chang Chun raised his hand, "Go and find out, what is the rent of my berth, no need to say more, my time is precious." The young man actually said: "If you live under the eaves of others, how can you not bow your head." Chang Chun couldn't laugh or laugh, and replied, "It's good that you know." The young man left his phone number and left. Chang Chun picked up a pair of drip earrings, put them on and went out to visit Feng Jiyu. Feng Jiyu's complexion improved, Chang Chun was very happy, and then secretly surprised: he actually developed a relationship with this lady. Feng Jiyu also praised her: "Shi Biling, you look very good today." For what reason? "I'm leaving the hospital tomorrow." "Maid I have trained for you." Feng Jiyu asked: "Do you often help people like this?" "Hands up Laurel." "Is Yu'er still obedient?" "She once said that our desserts are delicious." Feng Jiyu smiled reassuringly, and after a while she said, "I always hope to have a sister like you." Chang Chun said nothing. "However, just think about it, who would want a sister like me?" Chang Chun had no choice but to say: "What's wrong with you, don't worry too much." Feng Jiyu looked at her, "I know, it's the new earrings that make you feminine." Changchun took them off, "Give it to you, to celebrate your discharge from the hospital." Feng Jiyu held Chang Chun's hand, somehow, Chang Chun didn't break free. She was willing to stretch out these hands to give Feng Jiyu a hand. No reason, because she is also a woman, she knows her suffering. Feng Jiyu said softly: "I plan to break up with him." Chang Chun said: "Don't make important decisions in a hurry, give him some time, and give yourself some time." Unexpectedly, Qiqi was reluctant to let her sister go home, and burst into tears. Chang Chun has a weakness. She hates children crying the most, and she can't find a solution for a while, so she said angrily: "You and your sister can go live together." Unexpectedly, Kiki actually agreed. The maid added fuel to the flames, "It doesn't matter if you stay for three or five days, right?" Only then did Changchun realize that her daughter would grow up and leave her mother one day. So she said: "No, you are not allowed to live out before the age of eighteen." Stay for a day. But she drove Yu'er home in person. Zhu Zhiliang was in charge of taking Feng Jiyu out of the hospital. I really didn't expect women in such an era to be so affectionate and loyal to their old friends. Zhu Zhiliang explained: "I treat Zhang Jiajun like a big brother." The two girls talked with Feng Jiyu for a while, then they said goodbye and went out for a cup of tea. Zhu Zhiliang's make-up is bright and elegant, and Chang Chun can't help but sigh that it's better to be alone. Zhu Zhiliang will naturally be beautiful for the rest of her life. All women who don't need to find schools for their children, go to pediatrics, and stand up in the middle of the night to pat and hug women can be beautiful to the end. But no one will call them mother, really, what is there that does not have to pay? At this time Zhu Zhiliang stared at her: "Why are you smiling so furtively?" Chang Chun quickly touched the corner of his mouth: "Where am I smiling?" "You're clearly laughing at me." "Zhu Nu, don't mess around, how dare I laugh at you." "You laugh at me as a lonely and helpless old man, living alone in a big house and riding a big car, and I don't feel happy." Chang Chun smiled, "How about we switch identities, you give me the house and car, I promise to be as happy as Queen Cleopatra." "Listen to this sarcastic talk!" "I still have to worry about the children's college tuition. You see, Ankang is a ghost, but he doesn't care about his homework. In the future, he will study for a master's degree in management at most. Well, do the math, how much is the tuition, board and lodging for six years?" The most ironic thing is that there are as many college students as dog hair, and the starting salary is only a little higher than that of domestic helpers." "nonsense." "What I want to say is that parents in the past didn't understand the true meaning of raising children. They looked too far ahead and always looked to the future. They made mistakes. The greatest enjoyment of raising a child is the present moment. Hurry up and hug him when he wants to be hugged." He, thanks to his mother, can still do it, everyone is happy, in the future? Maybe his request is too high and far, and everyone will be disappointed." "I really envy you and Feng Jiyu, who use everything as a shield." Chang Chun was silent for a while, and then said: "Feng Nv is also very brave to take responsibility." "Tell me, where did that courage come from?" Chang Chun smiled slyly, "Just as we don't know how a frail and beautiful woman can get the title of doctor of law, you don't know how we can hold a baby weighing eleven kilograms in one hand." Feng Jiyu settled down. She is not idle, she is eager for talents, and the advertising company sends the work to her home for a fee. It's a great feeling to be needed.