Ye Feng was startled. He didn't expect Du Jing to refuse so decisively.
His face looked a little ugly for a moment, and there was something floating in his eyes.
"Jingjing, everyone has finally come, so you can go. Your husband is so tired from work, so just let him rest at home for a while." Xiao Yi saw that the situation was not right and quickly smoothed things over.
But she simply ignored Zhang Haidong.
Du Jing was silent for two seconds, and then continued: "I do feel a little uncomfortable. I really let down everyone's kindness. I will treat everyone to dinner after I have paid my salary." Her eyes were firm, and she hugged her daughter to Zhang Haidong.
I took my clothes.
"Ha, it's okay. If it doesn't work this time, we can get together next time. Then I won't disturb your family of three. Go home and rest early. There is still a lot of work on Monday." Ye Feng patted Du Jing on the shoulder and greeted her.
Everyone left the room.
Before leaving, he glanced at Zhang Haidong coldly with a sharp-edged gaze.
Zhang Haidong suddenly noticed it and turned around to look again, but he had disappeared.
"They are all my colleagues who came over to see me on the weekend. There was a party. I don't like the excitement, so I didn't even want to go. It happened that you weren't going either, so I refused." Du Jing said softly.
Zhang Haidong felt a little warm in his heart and said quickly: "Hey, don't worry about me. There should still be some interactions between colleagues. You can go there next time."
He said this, but the astringency in his heart was like a thorn that could not be pulled out.
Du Jing stopped smiling. After ten years of marriage, she understood Zhang Haidong's character better than anyone else.
But there is some small warmth in his heart. After all, he still cares about himself so much, but he is unwilling to say it.
After completing the discharge procedures with Du Jing, the family of three called a taxi and returned home for the first time.
"Okay, take a good rest with your daughter. Watch me cook. Today, I will show you my cooking skills." Zhang Haidong smiled, put away the dishes and entered the kitchen.
Du Jing and her daughter were laughing in the room. She held Qianqian in her arms dotingly, then tugged her little face and asked: "I haven't been at home these days. Have you listened to your father and have you been naughty?
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"Qianqian is very well-behaved. Dad is too tired from work, so Qianqian can't be naughty at home." When Du Jing asked, her daughter quickly explained obediently.
Zhang Haidong, who was cooking in the kitchen, felt warm in his heart and had a smile on his face.
He showed off his cooking skills in high school, and before long, several fragrant dishes were served on the table.
Golden, mouth-watering braised chicken, steamed fish with fragrant juice, braised tofu, garlic broccoli...
Large and small plates were placed on the table.
She has never seen so many delicious food. Qianqian's mouth is almost watering. Her two small eyes are staring at the dishes on the table.
The aroma had already aroused the greed in her stomach.
"Wash your hands first, and then you can eat." Du Jing carried her daughter to the bathroom, washed her two little hands, and then put her daughter on the table.
I gave Qianqian a piece of chicken nugget, and when the little guy took it into his mouth, his eyes suddenly narrowed into two crescent moons, and he kept grabbing it with his little hands, biting it until his mouth was full of oil.
"Okay, eat slowly. Mom and Dad won't eat, so you can eat more later!" Du Jing gently rubbed her daughter's little head.
At this time, Zhang Haidong finally finished frying all the vegetables, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then sat on the table: "Come, I wish my mother will always be healthy and happy." He picked up the drink in the cup and said,
I drank it all with my wife and daughter...
In the small house, there was no coolness brought by the autumn wind, and everything was filled with laughter and laughter.
family……
After eating and drinking, the mother and daughter played in the house, while Zhang Haidong stood on the balcony, looking at the bustling city in the distance.
I don’t know how much happiness and sweetness is hidden in countless high-rise buildings. Compared with my current situation...
He couldn't help but think of Manager Ye today.
He is a turtle, a warm man, highly educated, and has a good temper...
What do you have?
Looking at the faded suit on his body, there are still some stains that cannot be washed away. On the old casual shoes, there is a small hole in the heel. The thorn in his heart has turned into something strange.
Floating in my heart...
That kind of thing seems to be called inferiority complex.
After a while, the cool breeze blew, and with a messy mind, he finally returned to the house.
Du Jing was lying on the bed, hugging her daughter lovingly, and teaching her to read the Three-Character Sutra. Her daughter was giggling in her arms, smiling, and carrying the Three-Character Sutra with her mother.
His mood became slightly better again. After all, this family is still there and there is a future to look forward to.
He even found that he suddenly cared about Du Jing and his daughter very much.
They have become an indispensable part of life.
But he doesn't know why he cares so much...
I cautiously went to the bathroom and saw that the wound on my arm was nearly two weeks old and could be opened completely.
Gently untying the gauze outside, Zhang Haidong slowly pulled it. The blood and medicine on the gauze had already been stained together. The pain immediately made him scream "Ah".
"Husband, what's wrong with you? Husband?" Du Jing put her daughter aside, jumped out of bed and hurried to the bathroom.
Seeing the scene in front of her, she quickly shouted: "Is it bleeding? Fool, the doctor asked you to go to the hospital to have it removed! How can you do it yourself at home! How much money can you save!" Du Jing was extremely distressed.
"It's nothing. The wound has already healed. We can do it ourselves, so why bother with the doctor?"
Zhang Haidong grinned and grinned. He and Du Jing carefully used a knife to cut apart the gauze that was stuck together bit by bit. The dark scar underneath was slowly exposed.
It wasn't until all the gauze was removed that Du Jing took a breath of cold air.
It turns out that all the skin on Zhang Haidong's arm was torn off!
What is left now is a black, huge scar!
shocking!
This idiot, with such a serious injury, is an understatement. He actually works so hard to go to work! Du Jing couldn't stop her tears from flowing out, and she rushed into Zhang Haidong's arms and hugged him tightly.
He was afraid that once he let go of his neck, Zhang Haidong would disappear.
"Why are you crying, wife? Isn't everything already healed? My body is very strong." Zhang Haidong gently patted Du Jing's back and comforted her.
After a long time, Du Jing finally raised her tear-stained face and kissed her.