The door opened and before he could see the situation inside clearly, Ye Yajun smelled a gas scent from his nose. Although it was not very strong, it was still very clear for the person who suddenly smelled it.
Looking at each other, Ye Yajun and Yan Han didn't know what was going on inside, but Uncle Wang and Xiaokong seemed to be used to it. Uncle Wang frowned slightly and knocked on Xiaokong beside him and said, "Xiaokong, you forgot to turn off the gas again, right?
?It's said that it's very dangerous."
Because of my father's current situation, Xiaokong basically does the basic things himself. Before he goes to school, he will cook porridge on the gas stove for his father to serve as breakfast and lunch. Because the child is still young, he sometimes forgets his sex life.
, This is not the first time Uncle Wang has discovered that Xiaokong has forgotten to turn off the gas, but today seems to be a little different...
Xiaokong touched the forehead of Uncle Wang's rewarded chestnut, feeling a little aggrieved, but why did he think that the gas was all closed in the morning? Thinking of this, Xiaokong whispered: "Uncle Wang, Xiaokong remembers it today.
Turn off the gas…”
There is? There... I originally thought the gas smelled big, and the few people were standing at the door and waiting, but suddenly they thought of Xiaokong's father inside. Yan Han and Uncle Wang walked in at the same time, and Xiaokong and Ye Yajun then entered...
…
As soon as I entered the room, I felt the smell of gas in my nose, which was very bad... Xiaokong hurriedly ran towards his father's room, and Ye Yajun followed closely, and there were already two advanced people in the room.
.
Looking at the thin man with unnatural cherry red lips and blisters and swollen naked skin, Ye Yajun knew that this man was dead or died of carbon monoxide poisoning...
Xiaokong obviously couldn't accept it, and he didn't know why his father, who was talking and laughing to him when he went out in the morning, left him and left... Sobbing sounds kept ringing, Ye Yajun squatted down and held him in his arms.
I felt that Xiaokong was crying even more sadly when he was comforted. The cold cold over there had already called the ambulance.
Ye Yajun didn't want Xiaokong to face his father's body, so he carried him to sit on the sofa in the living room. The cold weather opened the windows, allowing the carbon monoxide-filled air to gradually dissipate...
Ye Yajun never expected that this would be the result, but she thought, maybe Xiaokong's father didn't want to drag Xiaokong down because of herself, right? But without him, Xiaokong would only be more painful, right?
He was alive, and Xiaokong had at least a father, but when he left, Xiaokong became a full orphan. Uncle Wang also fell silent. He thought he would feel a gratifying scene today, but unexpectedly...
A scene that makes people feel distressed.
Xiaokong in his arms cried and couldn't stop crying, but because of his small body, he felt tired and gradually turned into a low voice...
The ambulance came, Xiaokong watched his father being carried onto a stretcher, a piece of white cloth covering his father's face, and couldn't help crying again... As he cried, he began to slap the nurses beside him desperately again
, "Let my dad come down, don't take dad away, dad is Xiaokong... Dad... Dad should not leave Xiaokong..."
A nurse who thought she was a mother couldn't help but turn red when she looked at Xiaokong at this time. Ye Yajun walked to Xiaokong, bent down and hugged him in her arms, no matter whether he was struggling dissatisfiedly or something.
, "Xiaokong, if Xiaokong is reluctant to let go, would you send your father to the hospital?"
Crying, Xiaokong nodded heavily, still buried in Ye Yajun's arms and cried... Seeing this, Yan Han wanted to carry Xiaokong in Ye Yajun's arms over to avoid his actions from hurting Ye Yajun, but the child seemed to be tempted to Yan Han.
Very scared and resolutely refused to leave Ye Yajun's arms.
Unable to do so, Ye Yajun had to hold Xiaokong himself and then follow the medical team downstairs... Uncle Wang walked at the end, looking at the house that suddenly seemed desolate, shook his head helplessly, closed the door and left...
In front of the door, Uncle Wang felt something was stepping on his feet, so he simply had a small window here, and he could see clearly what was under his feet. But after seeing clearly, he couldn't understand what it was, so he took the black thing.
After observing carefully in my hand, I still couldn't see any reason. So I put it in my pocket and walked downstairs...
A hunched figure kept shuttled through the corridor, as if looking for something, but seemed to be just walking...
In the hospital, Xiaokong seemed to have been abandoned, with no expression or smile on his face and empty eyes. No matter what Ye Yajun said, he would be obediently curled up in Ye Yajun's arms and said nothing...
Uncle Wang had called Aunt Wang about Xiaokong's father, and Aunt Wang rushed over. Seeing Xiaokong like a wooden man in Ye Yajun's arms, his eyes suddenly turned red
…”Xiaokong, I am Aunt Wang, Xiaokong…”
Hearing Aunt Wang's voice, Xiaokong looked at Aunt Wang, and then threw himself into Aunt Wang's arms. The two of them hugged each other and cried, and Ye Yajun also felt the heart-wrenching sadness...
At this time, Ye Yajun's heart might not be more comfortable than Xiaokong. Xiaokong's mother died on behalf of her, and although his father didn't say anything, she also knew it was related to his mother's death...
Yan Han hugged Ye Yajun in his arms pity, not wanting her to think too much, but these were not something he could solve. Xiaokong's father's death was obviously because of his current situation and did not want to drag Xiaokong down, so he chose to commit suicide.
The body was stored in the morgue, and Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang comforted Xiaokong there, but no one knew what Xiaokong would do in the future. Obviously, there were only two options for Xiaokong, one was an orphanage.
Second, someone adopts it.
The guilt towards Xiaokong made Ye Yajun want to adopt Xiaokong, but for various reasons, it is obviously unlikely. Not to mention anything else, it may not be so easy for Uncle Wang and others to do so.
Xiaokong gave it to the person they had known for only one day.
"Xiaokong, I'm staying at Uncle Wang's house for a few days now. Let's not care about anything now. I'll help you solve your father's affairs first." He's simply done with a single person, but how much does a living person have to endure?
Lonely.
Because Xiaokong's condition was not suitable for everyone to sit down and say anything. After thinking about it, Uncle Wang asked Aunt Wang to take Xiaokong back, and he stayed in the hospital. "Oh~ What happened today is really a fight
We were caught off guard. Mr. Yan, I don’t know what you said you wanted to sponsor Xiaokong before..."
"We hope to help Xiaokong with the best ability. Today's affairs are also a big blow to the child." Yan Han said directly. Although he knew Ye Yajun felt guilty towards Xiaokong at this time, sometimes he said
It cannot be passed, otherwise it will arouse others' suspicion. He knows this more than Ye Yajun.
This is the greatest help they can give from their perspective. Uncle Wang nodded gratefully when he heard this, "Then I will give you a substitute for Xiaokong, thank you for yours. Now let Xiaokong rest at my house for a few days, other things
Let’s wait until this period of time has passed.”
Ye Yajun knew that Uncle Wang's other matters also included Xiaokong's whereabouts. As a neighbor, Uncle Wang was good enough to do this. As for whether he would take Xiaokong in, it was his own wish.
Because Uncle Wang’s house is downstairs of Xiaokong’s house, Ye Yajun and the others had known the location just now, so they agreed to visit them again in two days...
Sitting in the car, Ye Yajun felt a faint pain in her temples and rubbed them uncomfortablely. Seeing this, Yan Han sighed helplessly, "Don't think so much, sleep well, I'll cook for you when I get home.
Eat it.”
"Well, then I'll sleep for a while..." Ye Yajun closed his eyes obediently, and felt a warm feeling on his forehead, and a trace of curves rose from the corner of his mouth.
When he woke up again, Ye Yajun was no longer in the car, but on the big bed at home. There was no one in the room, but Ye Yajun guessed that Yanhan would not leave home, he should be outside...
With barefoot, Ye Yajun stepped directly on the cold floor, and a hint of coolness came up from the soles of her feet... and opened the door and smelled the air filled with the fragrance of food.
Walking barefoot, Ye Yajun tiptoed and quietly walked towards the kitchen where Yanhan was. When he saw Yanhan standing in front of the induction cooker with his back to him, as if he was doing something, Ye Yajun was slightly curious and approached carefully...
I didn't see Yan Han's back to Ye Yajun's mouth rising, but he still did not slow down his hands and put beautiful dumplings into the pot. Unlike ordinary dumplings, this kind of dumplings when they entered the pot
As the water temperature continues to rise, it gradually becomes transparent, like crystal...
He hugged Yanhan's waist from behind and with his hands forward. Ye Yajun felt his body stiffen slightly. He thought he was scared and couldn't help but feel secretly happy... He wanted to lean his head on his shoulder, but his height was difficult, so Ye Yajun simply said
The head was poked out from Yan Han's right, "Han, were you scared by me?"
"So do you want to compensate for my mental loss?" A smile flashed in his eyes, Yan Han looked at Ye Yajun with a serious look on his face, which made Ye Yajun feel chilled. Is this considered asking for trouble?
Cleverly, Ye Yajun's gaze suddenly lit up when she moved to Yan Han's face, "Han, this apron is really suitable for you, cute enough..." Not, a pink and blue pig,
A spoon in the left hand and a shovel in the right hand.
Yan Han seemed to not care, and looked at Ye Yajun with a bad smile, "You have it too, go put it on..."
Well? Ye Yajun followed the cold guidance and finally found her apron on the chair beside her. After putting it on honestly, she realized... "Why are mine a spoon and a fork?" And she looked like she was waiting.
A little pink pig for dinner.
"Go to the table and wait. The dishes are ready. You just need to wait and eat." He smiled and drove Ye Yajun out of the kitchen. Yan Han turned around and put the crystal dumplings into the pot and served the dishes...