A widower's entertainment

Chapter 38 [Mediocre life] (please read)
  Decheng.

"Stop, I'm telling you, don't run to your student's house all day again."

Li Aihong's expression changed when she heard her father's words, and she argued: "Dad, what are you talking about? How can I run to the student's house all day long?"

The man who said that was Li Aihong’s father, Li Guosheng. He was about forty years old. He had an angry look on his face. He said in a cold voice: "No? You, an unmarried girl, don't you always go to other people's houses?" He is running away from home, what do you want me to say! Who is he, a widower whose wife died, how can you not pay attention to the impact at all. "

"What impact?"

"Now there are rumors outside that you are rushing to become a mother in other people's homes!"

Li Guosheng was furious and extremely angry. Naturally, he heard that his daughter Li Aihong had been sending students home from time to time recently, and the parent of that student was the widower whose wife had died before.

When Li Aihong heard Li Guosheng say this, she didn't know whether she was angry or anxious. She almost burst into tears at these words. She said aggrievedly: "Dad, what you said is too much. What do you mean I rushed to someone else's house?" Be a stay at home mom.”

The woman with a heavy face on the side, who wanted to persuade but didn't know how to persuade, was Li Aihong's mother Zhao Xiuhua. When she saw that the two father and daughter were about to quarrel, she hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Li Aihong and persuaded her: "Aihong, your dad. I also heard from people outside that there are rumors outside that you often go to Lin’s house. Even if you are that student’s teacher, you can’t do this.”

"I was just exchanging literature with Mr. Lin."

“Exchange literature!”

When Li Guosheng heard what Li Aihong said, he became even more furious and said angrily: "Your mother and I won't know what you are thinking in your heart. How will people outside see you and say you like this?"

Zhao Xiuhua saw that Li Guo was very angry, and said to Li Aihong in a serious voice: "Aihong, I know what you are thinking, but you have to know that Lin Youcheng is much older than you, and he is still a widower. You have six more children, and your father and I will never see you becoming a stepmother for other people’s children.”

Li Aihong's eyes were red, and she felt ashamed and angry. It was as if her thoughts had been completely uncovered, and her whole being was seen through.

She admitted that she actually had some vague thoughts about Lin Youcheng, but she knew that she could never act as a mistress for others like those women who loved writers in the past.

After all, Lin Youcheng is different. Although he has been married, he is single now.

Although Li Aihong was thinking this in her heart, she whispered a few words.

"I, I don't."

When Zhao Xiuhua saw that Li Aihong said she didn't have it, she persuaded him again: "Aihong, whether you have it or not, you really shouldn't run to his house again. This will have a very bad impact on you."

"It would be okay if he didn't have children. He has six children, including a baby. I heard that he used to be a bastard. His wife went to the hospital alone and died in childbirth."

"Now he is a widower with six children. You must not have that thought."

Li Aihong's eyes were red and she didn't gnaw. She didn't know what she was thinking. She just liked the article "Love at the Hawthorn Tree" and the infatuated third child written by Lin Youcheng...

Lao San's passionate love for Jingqiu is the love that she longs for, that kind of love is what she wants, and people like Lao San are the ones who should be with her.

She admired Lin Youcheng's talent. She had not met anyone more talented and knowledgeable about literature than Lin Youcheng near Chunfeng Road.

Even though Lin Youcheng was the father of six children, for some reason Li Aihong was able to see Lin Youcheng's talent, and even more so, Lin Youcheng's unique temperament.

It is such a very special temperament, as if it does not belong to this world or this era.

This temperament seemed to match what she longed for in her heart, not the mediocre life, nor the vulgar people around her.

That moving literature is the love she yearns for, and the life she yearns for is far from the vulgar life of the mediocre people around her.

...   Lin Youcheng didn't know that he had any special and unique temperament. It was possible that it was the smell left by the baby that made him disgusted.

He even disliked the smell.

"Dad, why do you smell so bad?"

Lin Zhaomei frowned, with a trace of confusion on her face, waved her hand, as if to drive away the unpleasant smell, and asked again.

"Your good brother, my good son Lin Zhaole, just breastfed him and fell on me."

He was drinking milk and having sex at the same time, which really made Lin Youcheng unbearable to look at.

Even more unbearably, she still pulled her on him.

Lin Youcheng was speechless. He really didn't know when this kind of life would end. No wonder the old saying goes that you can bring up a child with everything he has.

When Lin Zhaomei heard Lin Youcheng's words, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Dad, go change your clothes quickly, it stinks."

Regarding Lin Zhaomei's truth, Lin Youcheng only felt a pain in his head, and he naturally wanted to change clothes.

He still had to wash the changed clothes.

When can I get tickets for the washing machine?
  Lin Youcheng hopes more and more to get a washing machine as soon as possible.

Having milk and steamed buns, and thinking about having a washing machine, is this a great sign of the evolution of human fathers?
  Being disliked by his daughter for being smelly, Lin Youcheng didn't say anything. After all, he himself also disliked the diaper of his youngest carrot head.

Forgive him for still not getting used to it.

Every time, he endured it and insisted on changing Lin Zhaole's diapers and wiping his body. If it weren't for those consciences and little fatherly love, which came from nowhere and supported him, I'm afraid Lin Youcheng would also Just give up the job and become a big scumbag who abandons his son.

Bringing up a baby is really not an easy job, nor is taking care of them such as eating, drinking, sleeping, sleeping.

Lin Youcheng was just about to change clothes when Lin Zhaoqing ran over and asked, "Dad, when will we have dinner? I'm hungry."

Before Lin Youcheng could answer, Lin Zhaoman heard Lin Zhaoqing's words and said quickly: "Dad, I'm hungry too."

"I'm hungry too!"

Lin Zhaomei also raised her head and said something.

"I said it first, I'm hungry, I'm the hungriest."

"I'm the hungriest. I'm almost exhausted."

Hearing these words, Lin Youcheng twitched his lips. He felt that he was not a father, but rather like a father-in-law serving the princes and princesses.

I should give you a thousand dollars and say this in reply——

Hey, I know, I will prepare food for you masters.

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