lin zehai was just thirty years old this year, not very old, handsome in appearance, calm in temperament, and vaguely, already had a momentum of a superior person.

his wife died unexpectedly and early, leaving behind a pair of orphans and widows, and when his wife left, lin que was just a full moon, just at the time of the turmoil in his company, there was no time to take care of it, the two fathers and sons really spent a difficult time, and then gradually stabilized, and then began to live a good life again.

after having this layer of relationship, it is because he is still doting on lin que, trying to be responsive, and he is afraid that this child has been bullied outside, and he will come back to the taste and pestering him to ask where his mother has gone.

lin zehai does not plan to remarry at present, first, he has a deep affection for his deceased wife, and second, his focus is now on his son and career, and he only hopes that lin que will grow up as soon as possible.

he took his briefcase and entered the door, stood at the door for a while, and felt strange, as usual, lin que, a little clever ghost, heard the sound of his car entering the door, and had already rushed down from the upper floor, calling him, dad, you are back.

something is wrong today, man's intuition.

he waited for more than ten minutes, lin que pedaled downstairs, shanshan was late, asked him where he went, he twisted and pinched: "go up, go to the toilet." "my face is red.

lin zehai nodded, forgivable and reluctant.

dinner began, one by one after serving, lin zehai pulled open a stool and sat next to lin que, gave him a dish, he clipped, lin que bowed his head and quickly grilled rice to eat, he was only five and a half years old, from the original toddler to teeth and teeth to learn language, and then he developed this appearance of red lips and white teeth, how much thought was spent, only he himself knew.

kissing flesh and bones, the more he looked at it, the more he felt joy in his heart, lin zehai reached out and pinched his fat face, and when he was about to say a few words of love, he saw lin que quickly alert, his body stretched into a straight line, half-raised his head from the rice bowl, and secretly looked at him with slanted eyes, looking nervous.

lin zehai was embarrassed, and he put down his hand, is there anything wrong? was he wrong to touch his son?

no, what happened to his son today, what madness?

as soon as he let go of his hand, he saw that lin que was obviously relieved, visibly calmed down, and continued to eat without saying a word, eating like a robot, no soul.

lin que was nervous, so he always tightened the string in his heart.

he used to eat too much because he was too fat, so three meals a day were strictly guarded, and usually snacks were also forbidden to him, and he did not eat much, because the chef at home was a partner chef found from the restaurant, and he was very good at cooking, he usually would be slightly greedy at dinner, and then he would be beaten upstairs.

there was a rule that dinner was not allowed to be brought to the room, and according to the old habit, he had to brush his teeth after dinner, go to his father's room to read for a while, and then put on his pajamas and sleep obediently — this is the course of his day.

but now that he had raised yan chi, everything was completely different.

his father lin zehai raised him and gave him food and clothing for him, so lin zehai was his father, in the same way, he gave yan chi something to eat, he was also yan chi's "father", lin que felt that his logic was not wrong, completely correct.

he felt a headache when he thought about what he had just said when he hid yan chi in the cupboard and tried to reassure him.

he said, "you're obedient, don't make a sound, i'll bring you a lot of good food later." yan chi leaned

on the cabinet board and asked him, "how delicious is it?" one

of the most exaggerated descriptions that lin que learned was: "it's so delicious that it makes you fly."

yan chi giggled, raised his hand into the air, and learned to speak with his hands dancing: "fly up." then he bowed his head timidly again, "brother, then i will wait for me." after he finished

speaking, he slipped into the cabinet door, leaned his body against the innermost corner, and covered his mouth and did not dare to make a sound.

yan chi is really obedient!

lin que's fat hand covered his small head, he was helpless, and his body became more and more gloomy like an adult, lin zehai saw a strange look: "xiao que, what happened to you today, is it because dad has been busy at work recently and has not cared to accompany you?"

lin que sighed like a decent, learning the way lin zehai usually looked when he was working, and lao cheng: "nothing, you are busy with yours." tthe two fathers and sons looked

at each other wordlessly, looked at each other and then moved away, each with their own troubles, lin zehai flicked his brain door, and finally reprimanded him: "eat quickly, what is it like to learn?"

yan chi quickly began to grill rice again, roast duck is really delicious, cheese fat beef is delicious, roasted bacon is also delicious.

lin zehai clipped some more vegetables for him, and lin que frowned and swallowed in frustration.

after dinner, not surprisingly, lin que did not even have the means to steal. crossing an after-dinner dessert went up to yan chi, and every time he tried to reach for the pastry in the meal, he would be coaxed off the table and kicked upstairs.

lin que went upstairs, lightly took the door, the room still did not move, until he shouted yan chi, the cabinet only had some crackling noise, slowly protruded a head, baba looked at him.

yan chi asked, his eyes were all brightened: "brother, where is the delicious food?"

lin que took him down, his hands passed under his armpits, and he walked back and forth in the room, he was a little weak-hearted, and he felt faceless, and he didn't know how to talk to yan chi.

yan chi tried to look behind him to see if there was a snack hidden for him, no.

lin que put him on the white carpet, and yan chi sat down, pouting, and said, "hungry." rreally

hungry, he likes to eat, usually at home to eat more, otherwise he would not eat into this picture of meat toot almost standing unsteadily, he thought that playing with this brother, by this point, there will be delicious food.

no, not because he didn't eat, he felt that his brother was not good, because he was really hungry, his brother was very good to him, but he was really hungry.

he obediently waited in the cupboard for a long time, and did not eat a mouthful of food.

yan chi wanted to cry, slowly shed tears, and looked up at him: "i want to go home, i want to go home, i want to eat crab yellow rice, brother, are you going to send me home?" it was

really pitiful, he cried, lin que's heart also softened, in the end he was not very old, only five years old, he also felt that he was so wronged, he wiped his tears with his cuffs, with a silk cry in his words, and said to him: "you wait a minute." he quickly opened the door and ran out.

lin zehai was talking to aunt song below about what he saw in the circle of friends this afternoon.

he and yan su's social circle some overlap, the yan family's eldest son lost, naturally it also spread to his circle, a brush is all his family's overwhelming news, accompanied by a picture of yan chi fat, the child looks cute and tight, the eyes are born like grapes, staring at people roundly, making people feel pity.

lin zehai felt sorry in his heart, and on the one hand, he was afraid, and came to tell aunt song that she would look at lin que more these days, afraid that someone would come specifically to abduct and sell children, just in case, aunt song said yes.

later, lin zehai talked about what the driver told him at noon today, and aunt song was surprised: "i didn't see xiao que carry a child in, but i was busy in the afternoon, maybe there was an oversight."

lin zehai didn't think much of it: "probably the parents have already picked it up." as

the two were talking, lin zehai saw lin que and mizi. the bullet flew into his arms, smashing him firmly into his arms, lin que looked up, his face was red, and there were some tear marks in the corners of his eyes, as if he had been bullied.

"what's wrong with xiao que?"

aunt song also came over and asked, "what's wrong?"

lin que exhaled, he was angry to death, angry at himself useless: "i want to eat crab yellow rice!"

lin zehai immediately scolded him when he saw this:, look at how much you eat! "i don't

care!" lin que went out for yan chi, his eyes rolled, thinking of the means of dying to face this afternoon when begging for milk, he had an idea in his heart, so he repeated the trick, lying on the ground rolling back and forth, crying.

he said, "i'm going to eat crab rice!"

lin zehai frowned, pointing at lin que's hand and shaking: "he usually does this?" "no

, it's not." aunt song grew up watching lin que grow up, leaning towards his side, busy saying good things, "he may just want to eat today, i now let the kitchen do a bowl, just before i bought these, xiao que don't cry, good."

lin que sobbed and nodded, "thank you aunt." "

lin zehai felt annoyed when he looked at this look, hating iron not steel, although he was usually busy at work, he also spent a lot of thought on yan chi, but he had never seen this side of him in private, and now that he saw it, he felt a headache.

"you know how to eat!" lin zehai dragged him to the living room and hugged the scale he was going to go to the living room, "you show me, you are a few pounds now."

lin que grabbed the leaning object next to him and desperately resisted, so lin zehai pulled his pants and beat his ass, he was mighty and unyielding, shouting: "if you kill me, i will also eat crab yellow rice!" bear

child, special bear child, lin zehai almost died of anger by him, thirty years old, but the heart attack is about to attack.

yan chi came out of the house, pouting his ass, and slowly wanted to go downstairs.

he was not good at going down the stairs and other difficult actions, so he could only slowly lie on the ground, use his feet tentatively to reach the next step, stable enough, and then move down, so carefully downstairs, walking slowly, about four or five floors down, heard the big brother's cry.

the eldest brother obviously told him that he had a lot of face at home, that is, at home he was the boss's meaning, and everyone should be afraid of him and listen to him.

yan chi moved over, holding the railing and looking down, and saw that the big brother was being spanked by a tall man, and the big brother said in his mouth: "i am going to eat crab yellow rice!" iit was yan chi who wanted

to eat crab yellow rice, the big brother suffered for him, and the big brother suffered for him.

yan chi's fat hands covered his face, overwhelmed, shrunk in the corner and trembled, he listened to lin que's cries getting louder and louder, and he slowly cried out, but the crying was subtle, like a broken breath, lin zehai, who was beating people passionately, did not notice.

at best, he just felt strange, how, it was difficult to be too tired from working for days, how this cry sounded like a three-hundred-and-sixty-five-degree three-dimensional cycle, and he couldn't be at peace.

after that, he carried lin que's ear and taught a lesson for a while, where aunt song came over with a rice bowl and persuaded: "well, xiao que rarely has a good appetite, let him eat more today, it will be fine."

lin zehai did not particularly agree, but today was an exception, so he also went with him, only to say that the next is not an example.

lin que rubbed his injured ass, took the crab yellow rice that he had exchanged for his dignity, and staggered upstairs, and when he took a step, he grinned at his teeth and said that it hurt so much, feeling that his body was torn apart, as if he was about to die.

just on the second floor, he saw the shrunken yan chi nestled in the corner, thanks to the fact that he was not discovered, at this time he could still stand up, open his hands to him, and say in a milky voice: "brother hug." looking

frightened, lin que took him into the house, and yan chi went over to rub it for him. fart. the child's hands are not strong, more like the itch of the boots, but the words spoken are sweet: "brother i'm sorry, i want to eat crab yellow rice, and the bad guy beat you."

lin que was happy on the one hand, but also felt good faceless, he held the crab yellow bowl a little speechless, did not know what excuse to find to save his image, the next second, yan chi waved at him, lin que did not know the bend, yan chi bar sighed, kissed his right cheek.

sweetie said, "thank you brother, brother, you are the best for me, i don't like brother cui in the future, i only like you."

lin que felt that his meal was worth it, although he didn't know who that brother cui was, he slowly fed yan chi to eat, like an adult: "open your mouth."

after

feeding, lin que first carried yan chi to bed, covered him with a quilt to sleep for a while, and ran to the bathroom to wash himself, ready to change his pajamas and sleep.

when lin zehai pushed the door in, lin que was still humming his favorite green grassland theme song in the bathroom, lin zehai remembered the matter of tonight's dinner, secretly scolded a word of filial piety, but also worked hard to fold the quilt for him and make a nest for sleeping at night.

he had just lifted the quilt and looked down to see a fat child in a diaper lying on the bed, snoring and sleeping, clenched into a fist, and dancing uneasily in mid-air.

lin zehai did not react at all, his heart beat faster, his brain was dizzy, and he was actually about to vomit blood.

see, ghost, see?

why is there a different child in his son's bed?