"What's wrong?" Fu Shimi was a little anxious when she heard this.
"The young master is back. He keeps crying and calling for his mother. He has been crying for half an hour. No matter how hard he coaxes, he can't coax them." Aunt Zhang explained.
"Didn't he go to the teacher's house? He's back at noon?"
"I was having lunch at the teacher's house, so I agreed to let me pick it up at four o'clock, but the young master cried heartily. I was afraid that something would happen there, so I sent it back."
"I understand, I'll be back now." Fu Shimi said, and hurriedly drove back.
As soon as I went back, I heard Fu Qian still crying, and my voice was hoarse.
She felt distressed and went in, "Fu Qian, don't cry anymore, do you know?"
"Mom.Mom.Mom." Fu Qian stretched out his hands to Fu Shimi and wanted to hug him.
Fu Shimi immediately hugged her son in her arms.
My son was weak and his face was damp and cool.
But when Fu Shimi hugged him, miraculously, he stopped crying and just lay weakly on Fu Shimi's shoulder.
Fu Shimi sat on the sofa and held him in her arms.
Fu Qian was so tired that he leaned on Fu Shimi.
Fu Lijun looked at the picture in front of him. Fu Qian had been crying before, but he couldn't coax him no matter how hard he was.
He hates the crying of his children, and because he hates it, he doesn't want to have a child either.
But when my son cries so much, he feels less annoyed, but he feels sad. That feeling is a miracle and subtle.
Now I see Fu Qian lying obediently in Fu Shimi's arms, soft and pity-worthy, and also feel that this picture is extremely warm.
"You ask him, I asked the teacher to come to my house, can he study hard?" Fu Lijun compromised.
Fu Shimi looked at Fu Qian, "Don't you want to go to the teacher's house to study? Why?"
"I miss my mother, my father." Fu Qian said in a silence.
"Little fool, how could my parents be by your side when I was studying? My parents come here like this. When you go to kindergarten, there are a group of children playing with you. You don't want to get out of school." Fu Shimi said softly.
.
"Let the teacher come home, what dad said just now." Fu Qian said.
"You are so smart, have you heard this?" Fu Shimi pointed Fu Qian's little ear.
Fu Qian was shy and hugged Fu Shimi even more sticky, "Mom teaches, don't teach the teacher."
"Little fool, since you are looking for a teacher for you, the teacher will definitely teach some things better than your mother. Otherwise, when you learn it, teach your mother at night. It just so happens that your mother has to go to work during the day. You are the teacher of your mother, and your mother will give her the teacher.
Your salary.”
Speaking of salary, the little guy seemed to think of something, sat up, and asked seriously: "Mom, have you asked your boss? Have you accepted me?"
"I asked." Fu Shimi said with a smile; "The boss asked me what he would do, and I said he would eat by himself."
"What do you think of the boss? I can play with toys by myself." Fu Qian immediately added.
"The boss said, he should not only know how to eat and play with toys. He should know how to draw, play the piano, and dance. You just don't know anything about these. Alas, what should I do?" Fu Shimi sighed and said, "
Asked.
Fu Qian stretched out his eyes, and there was a light shining inside his eyes, "Mom, Fu Qian can learn Fu Qian, aren't you looking for a teacher? When the teacher teaches him, Fu Qian can go to work."
Fu Shimi smiled with satisfaction. "Smart."
She looked at Aunt Zhang and said politely: "Aunt Zhang, please give me the water cup of talisman money for me, thank you."
"Oh, okay, he didn't drink water before, and his throat was hoarse." Aunt Zhang said with heartache.
"Is your throat comfortable?" Fu Shimi asked Fu Qian.
Fu Qian shook his head and lit his head, "It's not comfortable here."
"That's because you cried for too long and your brain is deficient in oxygen. Take a deep breath." Fu Shimi said, giving Fu Qian a demonstration of taking a deep breath.
Fu Qian took a deep breath like Fu Shimi. After a few times, "Mom, I found that I was hungry."
Fu Shimi smiled, and Aunt Zhang just took Fu Qian's small kettle over.
Fu Shimi took it and put the Fu money on the sofa, "You drink water first, I'll make you a meal, don't cry anymore, men bleed, sweat or cry, do you know?"
"Mom. I'm still a child, not a man." Fu Qian said naturally.
"Yes, you're still a little bit." Fu Shimi rubbed Fu Qian's little head. She went to the kitchen and passed by Fu Lijun, but she didn't even look at him.
Fu Lijun frowned, not liking her blind attitude.
"Let her go to my study after cooking." Fu Lijun ordered.
As soon as Fu Shimi entered the kitchen, she saw the takeaway bag in the trash can, took a deep breath to adjust her current depressed mood.
She is very confident in her cooking skills.
Fu Lijun didn't eat it, but he just had an objection to her.
Fu Shimi wanted to ignore it, but she saw it, and her heart was heavy.
Zuo Si came in and said, "Mr. Fu asked you to go to his study after cooking."
Fu Shimi cooked with expressionless expression. "I am not his employee yet, and he is not the one who will say he will come and go when he calls him. I don't want to go. I want to take a nap with Fu Qian in the afternoon."
"Fu Shimi, isn't your purpose of coming back to take care of him for recovery?" Zuo Si said.
"Who said that the purpose of my return was to take care of him to recover? I didn't even know why I came back. Perhaps, it was because he was about to die and the plan did not change quickly. The doctor said he could not die. If he knew he was dead, he would die.
No, I won’t come back.” Fu Shimi said.
She prepared the meal, finished eating, and slept with Fuji, but did not go to the study.
Fu Lijun waited for a long time, but Fu Shimi came in yet.
He glanced at the time and it was two hours since.
He opened the door, went out, glanced at the living room, and only Zuo Si was there.
"Where is Fu Shimi?" Fu Lijun asked.
"She has gone to bed with the child." Zuo Si returned.
Fu Lijun turned his face away and opened Fu Shimi's room.
She was sleeping with her child in her arms, her eyes closed.
The child was sleeping very well and pressed his side to the bed. Because of his fat breasts, he squeezed out all the meat, which was very cute.
Fu Lijun couldn't help but approach and looked at it, and he felt a little cute.
The sight naturally fell on the child's mother.
How did Fu Shimi take care of her in the past three years? She can't tell at all that she is a two-year-old mother.
Fu Shimi noticed someone pushing the door before, so she closed her eyes and waited for a while. She probably came out and opened her eyes and met Fu Lijun's gaze.
She was stunned for a moment, "Did you walk without sound?"
"I'm in a wheelchair and don't walk. Are you awake or not asleep at all?" Fu Lijun asked.
If she said no, then she was just pretending to be asleep.
She cleared her throat, "I woke up, what's wrong?"
"Come to my study, I have something to tell you. Don't talk here, so as not to wake up the talisman money." After Fu Lijun said that, she could not allow her to refuse, turned around and walked out of the room.