Seeing that she had held back her tears, Tangxin held her face in his hands and murmured in a low voice, "Dad said that he doesn't like anyone who cries, so you can't cry anymore."
Lu Sheng stood in front of the window with his back to the mother and daughter. In fact, he really wanted to smoke a cigarette. The knuckles on his side were slightly curled up. His desire to get a cigarette was too obvious, but he would not take it seriously.
He smoked while holding the candy core, he just wanted to get rid of his current emotions.
"Tangxin." Lu Sheng came over, leaned down and hugged her into his arms, "Did you just say that Xiaohua talked to you?"
Tangxin's attention was immediately diverted, and he nodded solemnly, "I told Xiaohua, hello, and she said hello to me too."
Luo Xi was very curious about what Xiaohua was.
As if seeing her doubts, Tangxin smiled and said, "Xiaohua is the little bird given to Tangxin by his father. Because it wears floral clothes, it is called Xiaohua."
"Then have you introduced yourself to Xiaohua?" Lu Sheng found a little dirt stuck to her clothes and reached out to flick it away.
"Yes, I have."
Luo Xi stood aside and was a little surprised when she saw how patient and gentle he was with his children. It was hard to imagine that Commander Lu, who was all-powerful in the army, would have such a tender and gentle side.
Is this how he got along with Tangxin in the past four years? Before that, she had always been suspicious. Now, she could see that he was indeed a good father. He cared about Tangxin meticulously, and even made her feel,
Her existence as a mother has become minimal. She takes good care of her daughter, and her worries are unnecessary.
"Tangxin, this is your art teacher. From now on, you have to learn painting with her." Lu Sheng simply introduced Luo Xi and then put Tangxin down, "I have a meeting in the afternoon for lunch.
I won’t eat with you.”
Tangxin ran over and pulled Luo Xi's clothes, looking up at her with curiosity and joy. Luo Xi nodded lightly. Was this an explanation of his itinerary to her? It gave her an illusion that she shouldn't have, as if
They are really a harmonious and happy family of three.
The sound of a car engine sounded outside, and Tangxin stood in front of the window and waved, "Bye, Dad."
Watching Lu Sheng leave, before Luo Xi could take the initiative, the little guy had already rushed towards her, holding her thigh tightly with his two little arms, "Mom, I miss you so much."
With one sentence, Luo Xi burst into tears again, and this time she couldn't stop it. She gradually sobbed, thinking of the past four years of thinking about her day and night, over and over again, and today she could finally hold her in her arms, such a real little girl.
Body, such crisp and sweet voice, yes, this is her daughter, her good baby, why didn't she recognize her at first.
She knew that her daughter did not know that she was her biological mother. In her little understanding, she was a beautiful aunt she met in kindergarten and a substitute for her mother. Therefore, she was not in a hurry to explain to her child and waited until the relationship was over.
After a little bit of training, she will tell her child the truth. For her, the immediate relationship is the most important, and it is only a matter of time before they get to know each other.
Tangxin has a talent for painting, probably inherited from her. While the child was painting, she would guide her, looking at the little figure from time to time. This soft afternoon time was the most beautiful to her in the past four years.
Every minute and every second of your time is precious.
After painting, she played with Tangxin. Because she was by her side, the little guy kept laughing happily, and from time to time he would throw some children's questions to stump her.
Luo Xi has no experience in raising children. Compared with Lu Sheng's calmness, she seems to be in a hurry. Fortunately, Aunt Zhang helps her from time to time and teaches her some common sense.
"This little devil is very smart. She usually only drinks half a bottle of milk powder before she drinks it. But when my husband prepares it, she will drink up the whole bottle."
"He can also make milk powder?" Luo Xi's face was slightly embarrassed. She didn't know how to do it yet, and she always felt outclassed by that man.
"Nezhi knows how to prepare milk powder. Tangxin used to cry a lot when he was a child. My husband always stayed by the bed all night, changing diapers and bathing. He was very familiar with these things. At the beginning, he couldn't do it well, but he was patient.
Practice makes perfect, and there are some things you can do better than me.”
Aunt Zhang's praise was obviously not an exaggeration. Luo Xi thought to himself, if he was patient, the word "patience" should be redefined. When he was in the army, he was famous for his rocket launcher.
Anyone who doesn't see him has to take a detour.
"Mom, it's raining." Tangxin tugged at the corner of her clothes.