"Dad."

The baby's voice is soft and waxy.

Jiang Jiusheng looked at Shijin's clothes, a chubby little hand, a round body, a little doll, with his head up, a small face carved with powder and jade, and his words were not clear: "Dad, meat, meat."

Shijin frowned and stared at the fat hand.

Jiang Jiusheng can't help laughing: "the baby seems to have mistaken his father."

The baby opened her hand and said crisply, "Dad, hold."

Just two or three-year-old children, dirty hands, white face, spit bubbles, when Jin immediately back, vigilantly looking at the little guy.

Jiang Jiusheng is funny. He squats down to hold the baby.

When Jin pulls her: "I hug."

She doesn't understand. Isn't he a cleaner?

His reason is: "he is a boy, you can't hold him." Then, one hand picked up the child and quickly put it into the cart.

It can be seen that Shijin is not only clean, but also really dislikes children.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't think much, but blurted out, "what if I have a son after that?"

When Jin looked at her, her eyes were focused, her face suddenly serious: "Sheng Sheng, we will not have children."

Oh, she forgot. The doctor was DINK.

She didn't continue this topic. She went to the front desk with Shi Jin. The staff informed the child's family via the mall radio. After less than five minutes, the child's mother came here. She was red eyed, obviously crying. She thanked them for a long time before she left with the child in her arms.

There are still some things not bought. They go to the fresh food area again. Jiang Jiusheng is silent all the way. When Jin looks at her, she doesn't get a response.

"Sheng Sheng."

"Well."

When Jin took her, did not continue to walk: "angry?" Afraid that she would be angry, he spoke in a very light voice.

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: "No." She was honest. "I was thinking about why you don't have children."

What's wrong with her? Or is there something difficult for Shijin?

When Jin see her frown, then know her mind: "you don't want to think, no other reason." Shijin was patient and explained to her, "I have a strong purpose to do anything. If the purpose is not tenable, there is no reason to do it. For example, to raise a child, I don't think it's necessary, or even, I think it's too much." Why do you want to have a person who is compatible with her blood and bones, and turn two people's world into three people's common? He doesn't think it is necessary, or even exclusive. He rejects the world, in addition to him, there is a closer existence with Jiang Jiusheng.

The idea is a little extreme.

Jiang Jiusheng thought about it: "what if there is a purpose?"

"What?"

For example, I just want to do it

When Jin stopped talking.

He imagined all the results without children and didn't care about them, but how could he forget the most important point? It might be difficult for him to disobey her.

"I think it's a little premature for us to discuss this issue now," she said after a long time In the future, he will naturally have plans.

"I think so," said Jiang Jiusheng They didn't even have children. Thinking of this, she asked, "Shijin, the supermarket has to avoid it. Pregnancy. Set? " She didn't buy it. She didn't know the market.

After a few seconds, Shijin was stunned and said: "it's Yes. "

Originally a very heavy topic, also don't know how to deviate, in a word, can't turn back, they both went directly to sell to avoid. Pregnancy. Set of shelves.

Jiang Jiusheng's face was hot. He took two boxes and left.

When Jin shouted at her: "Sheng Sheng."

"Well?" She lowered her head and had hot ears.

"Wrong." Words with a smile, when Jin than her calm a lot.

Jiang Jiusheng looked hard and asked Shijin, "don't you like the taste?" She took strawberry flavor. I didn't know that it had different tastes. It was so powerful.

When Jin came to her, she lowered her head and whispered in her ear, "the size is not right."

Jiang Jiusheng is as numb as a chicken, and the hot and dry heat jumps directly from his neck to his face.

When Jin low smile, look calm to change, but also took two more boxes. So, why does she want so not to reserve ground to buy to avoid. Pregnancy. Tao, Jiang Jiusheng is a little annoyed, and is led away by Shijin.

"Shijin." She had a low voice.

When Jin slowed down: "well."

Jiang Jiusheng looked up and his eyes drifted away unnaturally: "have you bought it?"

He shook his head. "No."

"Then why do you know so much?"

When Jin smiles, pulls her to the bosom, Wen Sheng way: "my medical science is reads in the overseas, the dormitory has a person to buy a cabinet, has seen."

Foreigners have always been very open.Jiang Jiusheng's expression was serious: "don't make friends with him in the future." It's going to be bad.

When Jin across the mask in her forehead kissed: "good."

In the afternoon, Mo Bing comes here, because Lin Anzhi has a trip abroad. Mo Bing is alone on New Year's Eve, and Jiang Jiusheng invites her to the apartment.

When Jin is busy in the kitchen, Jiang Jiusheng and Mo Bing talk about the topic of children.

"How many children will you and Lin Anzhi have in the future?"

Mo Bing said, "two, one male and one female is better."

Jiang Jiusheng was a little melancholy: "my doctor was DINK."

After all, Jiang Jiusheng likes children very much. Mo Bing thinks about it and gives her advice: "when you want to have a baby, you can break the condom."

Jiang Jiusheng thought deeply and thought that this was feasible.

Mo Bing looks at the sad appearance of her entertainer, which is really funny. Considering that she used to have an unyielding disposition to be indifferent, she thought that she would run away from the world of mortals in the future. Now, when she talks about him, her eyes are full of light and color. Ah, love will make people wear off corners and become soft.

"I think it's too much for you two not to have children." Mo Bing said solemnly.

"How to say?" Jiang Jiusheng said excitedly

Mo Bing raises and rubs his chin: "how can Shijin waste such a good gene?" That face, that IQ, absolutely good!

Jiang Jiusheng didn't mean to joke at all. Seriously, he said, "I think so, too."

Mo Bing laughs and scolds "Fu Nu".

The cell phone on the desk rings.

"Shijin, your phone rings." Jiang Jiusheng takes a look at the call and doesn't show it. She just knows the number. "It's your brother."

Shijin is in the kitchen: "you can connect me."

Jiang Jiusheng answered the phone: "hello."

Qin Mingzhu recognized who it was: "six sisters in law."

"Your brother is in the kitchen."

"Nothing. I'll give you a new year." His voice was low and dumb, as if he had just woken up.

That's lovely.

Jiang Jiusheng's voice was soft: "what about you? Is it in the Qin family? "

Qin Mingzhu replied one by one, "not at Qin's house, but at the club." After a while, he added, "just me."

The voice sounds a little sad, a little lonely.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't want to: "do you want to come here?"

"Yes!"

She was laughing.

Qin Mingzhu probably called for that.

Hung up, Jiang Jiusheng went to the kitchen: "Shijin, pearl will come later."

"Well." He used a scalpel for sliced fish. He didn't move too fast. He bent down a little. He was wearing a white apron. Inside was a red home sweater. It was the same style as Jiang Jiusheng. He bowed his head and had a long neck.

It's beautiful. It's good for cooking.

Jiang Jiusheng rolled up his sleeve: "let me help you."

When Jin looked up, put the knife down, wiped her hands, pushed her to the door: "darling, go out and wait."

Jiang Jiusheng doesn't leave. He wants to fight for him.

When Jin bowed her head and kissed her.

Well, she's out without interfering with him.

Mo Bing sat in the basket chair, holding hands and teasing: "tut tut Tut, virtuous."

Yuan Jiusheng, however, did not laugh. The doorbell rang. She went to open the door. It was Xie Twilight boat who came with the dumplings. The old man wore a medium mountain suit and a down jacket. He was very energetic. He laughed out the pleats at the corner of his mouth: "Happy New year, Sheng Sheng."

Jiang Jiusheng smiled: "so do you. Happy new year."

She went to get the clean slippers. Just squatting down, tangyuan reached out his tongue and licked her hand.

"Ouch!"

Today, tangyuan wore a red skirt and tied a bow on his head. He was very happy. He seemed to be very happy. His mouth was wide open.

Jiang Jiusheng rubs its round head: "Tangyuan is also a happy new year."

Tangyuan shakes his head, and saya runs into the living room, howling while running.

"Ow!"

"Ow!"

Like a runaway wild horse, galloping into the balcony.

Jiang Bomei Wang, who was lying on the balcony watching the snow, immediately laughed like a silly dog and rushed to him: "whoops ~"

Master Xie looked at the silly dog, worried and melancholy, and asked Jiang Jiusheng, "Sheng, has Bomei birth control yet?"

Jiang Jiusheng nodded.

Bomei is more than two years old. She has done animal birth control for a long time.

Master Xie reassured: "that's good. Tangyuan's silly dog saw a litter of puppies from his neighbor '

It's as if it's going to make another nest.

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't help laughing.

On the balcony, the little princess Tangyuan in a red skirt is arching vigorously on Bomei, crowing at the same time, and her spring heart is rippling.Tang Yuan looks up and says, "Wow!" brother Gouzi ~

Bomei shakes his head: "Wang!" Go away, I don't like you!

Tangyuan pressed on: "Ouch!" brother Gouzi, tangyuan is rare for you ~

Bomei drilling everywhere: "Wang!" Don't touch this dog!

Master Xie: "..."

Tangyuan is such a dog. He just wants to lose it!

Jiang Jiusheng poured a cup of tea and gave it to master Xie. He asked, "how about Dangdang?"

"I went to Yuwen's house and came later." Master Xie took the cup and took a sip. Good guy, the best red robe! How much do doctors earn?

When Jin came out of the kitchen, Jiang Jiusheng called "teacher" and then raised the temperature of the living room a little bit. She said very little. She was peaceful but not arrogant. She was gentle and elegant.

Master Xie smiled like a spring greeting flower: "hours, cooking, hard hours."

Hour: "..."

Master Xie is not polite either. He asked "hour" to be busy. He pinched a piece of mung bean cake and ate it. Then he took a sip of Dahongpao: "Sheng Sheng, would you like to have another plate?"

Jiang Jiusheng said, "I'll get go."

Master Xie took advantage of the gap and called his son.

"Dangdang, where is it?"

"Elevated."

Xie Dang's voice can be heard to be upset.

Master Xie guessed: "it's snowing so heavily. It's a traffic jam."

"I can't move at all." Xie Dang is very anxious. He has been stuck for an hour.

Master Xie said in a nonchalant way, "then you can climb over here." Who told him to go drinking with Yuwen on his new year's Eve!

Xie Dang: "..." It's dad!

When he hung up the phone, he grabbed a handful of wool rolls in a hurry. He was in such a bad mood that he doubted his life. He looked up and saw the snow outside the car window and the silver clothes were boundless.

"Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock.

"It's really you."

Wang Hong, talking about calligraphy.

Xie Dang rolled half of the window down, wearing a mask, unable to see the expression: "how do you know it's me?"

Well It can't be said that she used to prick his tires with blisters, so remember his car. On the face of ink: "Oh, I saw your car when I brushed your microblog."

I have never seen such arrogant black powder.

Xie Dang doesn't want to talk to black powder.

When it comes to calligraphy, it's natural to be familiar. It's harmless to laugh at people and animals: "on the thirties of the year, where are you going?"

Xie Dang is not cold or hot: "go to Jiang Jiusheng's house for the new year."

When talking about calligraphy, the expression changes suddenly. Envy envy hate!

"I think there is still a blockage." Tan Mo Bao is a considerate girl. She is generous, considerate and gracious. She asked kindly, "why don't I borrow your car?"? Four wheels can't go past, two wheels are needed. "

Xie Dang is a little curious about someone wandering on the elevated road: "you don't have to go home?"

When talking about ink, he said, "I ran away from home." Ms. Yang is too noisy. She needs to purify her ears.

Xie Dang did not ask deeply, his eyes seemed to glance out of the car window.

Talking about calligraphy, she immediately pushed her car forward: "little sheep hasn't driven?"

The little yellow sheep looks very It's stupid.

Xie Dang hesitated for a long time, and asked about the calligraphy: "driver's license?"

"Yes."

"Let's change," Xie Dang said

For the sake that he is the younger martial brother of Sheng Sheng, it's easy to talk about Calligraphy: "OK."

Xie Dang gets out of the car. She hands him the sheep's helmet. It's a yellow duck.

He didn't answer. He looked at the yellow thing with a disdainful face: "is there anything not so stupid?" How could he wear such a stupid thing with his noble head and his incomparable wool roll.

I really want to hit him!

Hold back, talk about the ink stall: "no, it's so stupid." Love or not.

Xie Dang tangled up for a while, looked at the overhead road which was blocked beyond the end of his eyes, and took the helmet of "stupid" and said, "give me your number." Immediately added, "don't get me wrong, change cars."

Talking about ink treasure, he replied with a smile: "don't get me wrong, I'm your elder martial sister's brain powder." As for this little ancestor, his life is black, no explanation!

Then, one hand to the number, one hand to the car key, deal!

When the snow covered the road, the cedar in the Yujing Silver Bay was bent by the snow. Occasionally, the birds pecked the branches, only to show a little green.

Jiang Jiusheng put down the chess piece: "teacher, you lost again."

Lost again!

The third set, repeated battles and defeats!

Xie muzhou took a sip of tea. It was warm. I don't know when Jiang Jiusheng added tea to him. He still hasn't enjoyed himself: "Sheng Sheng, another plate."She said that when she picked up the pieces, the message rang. After reading it, she turned to ask Mo Bing, "can you play chess?"

Mo Bing has a green bean cake in his mouth: "No."

"Then you go down and help me pick up brother Shijin. You've seen Qin Mingzhu. He's a bit of a road fool."

A little? No end.

Mo Bing took a wet towel and wiped his hands. With a gesture of OK, he got up and took his coat and umbrella and went out of the door.

Jiang Jiusheng and Xie muzhou have another game, when Jin is in the kitchen, occasionally, she will come out to see her, just sitting next to her, watching chess without saying a word.

On the balcony, one big one small two plump fat dogs are in big eyes to small eyes.

Tang Yuan grinned: "Ouch!" brother Gouzi ~

Bomi likes to ignore: "Wang!" Get out of the way!

Tang Yuan scratched Bomei's Tail: "Ouch!" brother Gouzi looked at my head flower ~

Bomei shook off: "Wang!" Blind!

Tang Yuan leaned over and said, "ow ~" is brother Gouzi beautiful?

Bomei holds her head: "Wang!" Silly dog!

Tang Yuan then said, "Ouch!" brother Gouzi's kiss ~

Bomei scratched his paw and said, "Wang!" Don't touch this dog!

Tang Yuan took Bomei's paw in his mouth and said, "Ouch!" brother Gouzi gave birth together ~

Bomei resisted: "Wang!" I would rather die than follow!

"Ow ~" give birth ~

"Wang!" No!

Tangyuan pours on it directly and presses Jiang Bomei to the ground. It's just the tonnage of tangyuan. Little Bomei almost doesn't come up at a breath. He can't move under pressure. Then Tangyuan licks the saliva on his face. Even if he licks his face, he picks his belly and sniffs his eggs

“....” Chastity is not guaranteed! No love for dogs!

Downstairs.

Qin Mingzhu stops and stands at the gate of the community.

Not far away, under the cedar tree, Mo Bing came out with an umbrella and waved: "here."

It was dusk. It was snowy. It was overcast. The street light in the community was on. The trees were white. She was holding a big black umbrella. Her coat was also black. It was very conspicuous in the snow.

Qin Mingzhu goes over.

Mo Bing then remembered that she only took an umbrella and raised it a little higher, half way to Qin Mingzhu: "your sister-in-law asked me to pick you up."

He lowered his head and went into the umbrella: "Oh." After a look at her hand holding the umbrella, she seemed to be struggling with something. She didn't speak. She lowered her head, put her body under pressure, and walked two steps. She said, "I'll hold on."

Mo Bing gave him the umbrella.

He is very tall, and his skin is too white. Mo Bing feels like a milk dog in any way. His whiteness makes people have an inexplicable desire for protection.

Walking side by side, Mo Bing said, "my name is mo Bing."

Hanging his head, there are a few snowflakes on the ashes of his grandmother, and he reported his name: "Qin Mingzhu."

Then, after walking for a while, there was no pedestrian on the road. It was very quiet and uncomfortable. Mo Bing asked a topic: "did you drive here?"

He rubbed his eyes and didn't wake up. "Mmm."

"Know the way?"

"Yes." When I called his sixth brother, he left early and walked around for four hours. Fortunately, it wasn't too long.

When the mobile phone rings, Mo Bing takes a look at the call and says to Qin Mingzhu, "this is the building. The elevator is on the left side. Go ahead."

With that, she went out of the umbrella, put on the hat of the black down jacket, and connected the phone: "the publicity is over?" After a few steps, she leaned against the lamppost and lowered her head to speak on the phone.

It's Lin Anzhi. Ask her where she is.

Mo Bing stepped on the snow on the ground and bowed his head and said, "I'm at Sheng Sheng's house."

Behind him, Qin Mingzhu is still standing there, tangled.

"Don't worry about me. I'm fine here. You should take care of yourself." Her attention is all at the other end of the phone. She doesn't pay attention to her posterity. She relies on the lamppost and talks with Lin Anzhi.

"Don't cook alone. You have a bad stomach. You can't eat outside. If you can push social activities, you can't push or drink."

The voice is very low, windy and soft.

"There's a big temperature difference over there. I'll help you with your clothes in the daytime and at night. The date is written on the outside of the bag. The cold medicine and stomach medicine are in your bag."

"The security there is not very good. Don't go out at night..."

She leaned against the orange street lamp and spoke slowly.

Qin Mingzhu hesitated for a long time and passed by.

A shadow turned into a pair of shadows. He raised his umbrella high to cover the snow on her head. His hands were raised high. He stood far away. She didn't notice it. She was still exhorting. Occasionally, he smiled.

Like a nagging old lady.

She said it for a long time, then hung up the phone, rubbed her frozen hands, and looked back to see Qin Mingzhu standing behind her with an umbrella.

It turns out that he never left.

Mo Bing looked at the snow on his shoulder and said, "I'm sorry."Qin Mingzhu looked at her, his eyes were misty, a little hazy. He said, "it doesn't matter, but my hands are numb. Can I have an umbrella?"

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