Abandoned Wife Headed Home: Bringing Fubao to Farming

Chapter 125 Your Toothache

If it was the past, when he said such words in such a tone, Hong'er would definitely get off the stool, then straighten her appearance, leaning slightly towards him, and solemnly review her gaffe.

However, this time, Hong'er's next move was beyond Chu Yunjian's expectation.

He jumped off the stool and rushed towards the door of the private room like a gust of wind.

"Little master!"

The two followers behind him whispered, trying to intercept it.

Chu Yunjian stood up and turned his gaze to the bustling street outside the window. At a glance, he saw the mother and son standing at the door of a shop diagonally opposite.

The woman was carrying a burden roll on her shoulder, which obviously contained heavy things.

She was holding Xiao Fubao in her hand, and Xiao Fubao was holding a bunch of sugar figurines in her hand, and she was sticking out her little tongue and licking her face intoxicated.

He was slightly startled, and then understood Hong'er's gaffe.

He raised his hand to stop the two long followers who were trying to intercept Hong'er, but told them in a deep voice: "Don't stop, protect secretly."

The two elders took orders and left the private room immediately.

Chu Yunjian withdrew his gaze and continued to look out the window, only to see the figures of Shen Ying'er, mother and son heading towards the intersection ahead.

That direction... Where does it lead?

Watts?

No.

His Chu residence?

The Chu house is in the opposite direction, going in that direction will only lead to the opposite direction.

Wait, that direction... Rejuvenation Hall?

There were still two unknown attendants standing in the corner of the private room. At this moment, it was clear that the sun was shining outside the window and the street was full of traffic. However, the two attendants clearly felt that the master's aura had fluctuated, and even the air in the private room The temperature dropped suddenly, and an invisible layer of low pressure shrouded the two of them, making them even cautious about breathing.

After a while, the two elders casually escorted Hong'er back to the private room.

When Chu Yunjian saw Hong'er's face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were gloomy, he immediately guessed something.

"If you didn't find it, you didn't find it. Why should you be so depressed? We are not the same as her." Chu Yunjian put a bowl of honey water on the table in front of Hong'er.

Hong'er raised her head and looked at Chu Yunjian.

Is it his delusion?

Why did he feel that his father was more depressed than himself?
Moreover, the tone of his speech seemed to be angry?

"Father, how can I find Aunt Shen?" Hong'er raised her face and asked Chu Yunjian seriously.

Chu Yunjian frowned slightly, and a trace of irritability flashed across his bland eyes.

It was easy to find that woman, but so what?What about standing in front of her?
Sometimes the distance between people is not separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, but I stand in front of you... But we don't want to see each other.

"Don't think about it so much, I'll let them serve the food, and after the meal, I'll take you to the clinic for dental treatment." Chu Yunjian said lightly.

Hong'er froze for a moment, tilted her little head and looked confused.

"Dad, my teeth are fine."

The corners of Chu Yunjian's lips raised slightly: "No, your teeth are not good."

Hong'er's eyes widened. He remembered that his teeth were a little sore when he slept in the past few nights.

Afterwards, I took ice cubes for a while and it was fine, and I haven't felt sore again in the past few days!

"Father, my teeth are really healed, I don't need to go to the doctor's clinic!" Hong'er looked persistent, and the persistence in his tone became a little bit stronger.

Chu Yunjian looked sideways and stared at Hong'er seriously: "She's in the hospital."

she?
Who?
aunt?

Hong'er suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his black and white pupils overflowed with unbelievable joy and joy. When the smile was about to overflow on his small face, he pursed his lips forcefully, pretending to be an adult, and forcibly With a small face, he pressed the endless joy back into his chest.

Looking at Hong'er like this, Chu Yunjian sighed secretly.

What witchcraft had that woman done to his son?
Such a child who is somewhat autistic, likes to be close to her from birth, what a wicked way!
The long follower led the waiter in the restaurant to deliver the food into the private room.

Chu Yunjian sat upright.

Hong'er also quickly restrained all her emotions, and climbed onto a big stool opposite Chu Yunjian. The little man was sitting on the stool, with his head just sticking out of the table.

But this didn't affect his sitting posture at all, sitting like a bell, with his small waist straight and his small shoulders as flat as a bowl of water.

The guy who delivered the food couldn't help but secretly glanced at the father and son.

I can't help but sigh in my heart, the father and son of Chu Dong's family really look alike, that child is completely a miniature version of Chu Dong's family, one is handsome and the other is handsome, the father should be fascinated by the outside crowd The woman is fascinated, thinking about him, right?
As a son, after more than ten years, I don't know how many girls' hearts will be broken?
Hey, a pair of uneasy father and son.

In other words, which woman is so lucky to marry such a man, leave him his excellent seeds, and give birth to such a handsome son?
That woman must be the happiest person in the world!

……

"Ah!"

In Huichun Hall, Shen Ying'er was talking to Shen Chenxing, when suddenly her nose couldn't help itching, and a loud sneeze came out so unexpectedly.

Fortunately, she covered her mouth and nose in time at the critical moment, otherwise, she might have sprayed Shen Chenxing all over her face.

Even so, she was still a little embarrassed, blushing and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

With a smile in his eyes, Shen Chenxing shook his head nonchalantly: "Eating, drinking, and lassing are human nature, and the same goes for coughing and sneezing. It's okay."

Shen Yinger smiled, took out a handkerchief to wipe it.

At this time, Xiao Fubao, who was eating snacks, suddenly popped up, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shen, you are wrong! That's not what you said!"

Shen Chenxing was puzzled, and asked him with a smile: "Then what was the original sentence?"

Little Fubao shook his head, and recited it crisply like an endorsement: "Eating, farting, and sneezing, these are the three treasures of life, my mother taught me!"

In Shen Yinger's view, the two words fart are harmless and normal.

But for some reason, she always felt that saying these two words in front of such a gentle and refined Shen Chenxing was a little bit out of harmony and a bit embarrassing.

Let's use an analogy, just like in the Xianxia TV series, the handsome master in white clothes fluttering with immortal demeanor, he does not eat the fireworks of the world, and all the filth in the world has nothing to do with him.

If you write that the master eats, poops, burps, and has bad breath when he wakes up in the morning, how embarrassing does it look?
For another example, the brainless little white flower heroine was hungover, vomited, fell asleep like a dead pig, got up early and didn't brush her teeth or wash her face. The domineering president can still hold her chin at this time, sucking and sucking the sweetness in her mouth...

God, in that atmosphere, the author said sweet, so sweet.

But is it really sweet?
Don't you have bad breath?

Therefore, the situation in front of her had such an indescribable sense of disobedience to Shen Yinger.

(End of this chapter)