A widower's entertainment

Chapter 48 [Unbearable Heavy Love]

Decheng, Chunfeng Lane.

The cold wind in December was howling, carrying the deepest chill, but postman Zheng Yong braved the cold wind and stepped on the 28-meter pole to deliver letters.

"Brother Lin! These are a lot of letters to you."

Lin Youcheng was feeding his baby Lin Zhaole with brewed malted milk when he heard Zheng Yong's voice coming from outside the door. He quickly put down the bowl in his hand and went out to open the door.

As soon as Lin Youcheng opened the door, a biting cold wind hit his face.

"Come in and have a cup of hot water to warm yourself up."

"No, Brother Lin, I have to go somewhere else to deliver the letter, so I won't go in."

Zheng Yong stuffed the letter into the wooden box that Lin Youcheng had made before, and said with a frosty face: "Brother Lin, the article "The Suspect's Devotion" you wrote is so beautiful, and there are many Readers write to you.”

"It won't take long to deliver the letter. Come in and have a cup of hot water."

"It's getting cold very fast today."

Lin Youcheng pulled Zheng Yong into the house and closed the door.

Zheng Yong was forced into the door and saw several cans of malted milk on the Eight Immortals table. He also saw several children in the room holding bowls and drinking malted milk with gusto. Smelling the fragrance, he couldn't help but swallow. one time.

Zheng Yong naturally knows that malted milk is not cheap. It only costs three or four yuan a can from the supply and marketing cooperative. He can't help but feel a little envious. You must know that high-end gifts like malted milk are usually bought from other stores. I will buy it as a gift when the time comes.

Lin Youcheng directly took the bowl of malted milk that had just been brewed with hot water on the Eight Immortals table, handed it to Zheng Yong, and said, "Warm yourself up."

When Zheng Yong saw Lin Youcheng holding a bowl of brewed milk sprout essence and handing it to him, he quickly declined: "This is not okay, this is for the children."

"Can't you eat sweets if you're not a child?"

Candy?

When Zheng Yong heard Lin Youcheng say these words, he immediately realized that they were words from "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree".

Since Lin Youcheng said so, Zheng Yong could no longer refuse. He took the bowl of malted milk that Lin Youcheng handed over with some embarrassment and said, "Thank you, Brother Lin."

"It's me who thanks you for coming out to deliver the letter in such a cold weather. Comrade Xiao Zheng, you have worked hard."

Zheng Yong took a sip of the warm malted milk and felt it was extremely sweet. Hearing Lin Youcheng's words, he said with a smile: "It is my job to deliver letters to the people."

"Brother Lin, the article "The Devotion of Suspect so amazing."

Zheng Yong's words came from his heartfelt admiration for Lin Youcheng. When he first read the article "The Devotion of Suspect X" written by Lin Youcheng, he was completely shocked. It can be said that this story was completely shocking. His heart loves writing.

He was afraid that he would never be able to write such a novel that was so unimaginable and beyond imagination.

While drinking the sweet malted milk, Zheng Yong sighed: "Brother Lin, the comrades around me all read this novel you wrote, and they were all frightened by your story. They didn't even guess the story. I didn’t expect that the truth would be like this.”

"Brother Lin, I especially want to ask you, why did you write that Chen Jing surrendered in the end?"

"Chen Jing surrenders, doesn't it mean that everything Shi Hong has done is in vain? Does Chen Jing really want to surrender?"

Hearing Zheng Yong's words, Lin Youcheng said directly: "Because Chen Jing is kind, when she knew that Shi Hong had sacrificed himself for her, she could not have peace of conscience and would definitely surrender, otherwise she would hold on to him for the rest of her life. You can’t have a moment’s peace if you blame yourself.”

"Of course, this is also because Shi Hong's love is too heavy, and Chen Jing simply cannot bear it."

Zheng Yong heard Lin Youcheng's words, thought for a moment, and said, "It seems like this. For Chen Jing, that love is indeed too heavy."

"That love——"

Lin Youcheng was about to say something, but Lin Zhaole, who was sitting in the cradle, started crying.

Lin Youcheng naturally went to coax Lin Zhaole, but no matter how hard Lin Youcheng held Lin Zhaole, he couldn't coax him. He just kept crying, as if he was feeling very uncomfortable.

"Brother Lin, Zhao Le, is he hungry?"

"No, he doesn't drink either. I just changed his diaper."

Lin Youcheng held the child and kept coaxing him, but Lin Zhaole just kept crying. Lin Youcheng looked at Lin Zhaole and seemed a little uncomfortable. He reached out and touched the child's forehead, which seemed to be a little warm. He turned to ask Zheng Yong and said, "Little Zheng "Come and touch his forehead. Does he have a fever?" "Ah?"

As soon as Zheng Yong heard Lin Youcheng's words, he quickly walked over and touched Lin Zhaole's forehead and said, "It seems to be a little feverish."

"No, no, I have to take him to the hospital."

Naturally, Lin Youcheng couldn't watch Lin Zhaole being sick and not go to the hospital. He glanced at the children in the house and knew that he couldn't take them to the hospital with him. He said to Xi'er: "Xi'er, take care of your younger siblings at home. Dad will take the little brother there." A trip to the hospital.”

Lin Zhaoxi nodded.

When Zheng Yong saw that Lin Youcheng was taking his child to the hospital, he couldn't help but said, "Brother Lin, I'll take you there by bike."

"This……"

Lin Youcheng was about to say something else, but Zheng Yong said: "It's important to send the child to the hospital."

Because the child kept crying, Lin Youcheng was worried, so he naturally asked Zheng Yong to drive him to the hospital. He sat in the back seat and hugged Lin Zhaole tightly.

After finally getting to the hospital, Lin Youcheng anxiously looked for a doctor.

The female doctor was a bit older. She looked at Lin Youcheng holding a child in his arms and asked, "What's wrong with the child?"

"The child kept crying and felt very uncomfortable, as if he had a fever."

The female doctor took the child from Lin Youcheng's arms, her face darkened, and without saying a word she began to undress the child, educating her: "What's wrong with you as a father?"

"Can you take care of children?"

"Why do you put so many clothes on him?"

"Can he not get hot?"

"what?"

When Lin Youcheng heard the doctor's words, he was instantly confused and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Well, although he has six children, he is also a real new dad.

He now understood why Lin Zhaole kept crying.

The reason is simple: it's too hot.

He is now used to the role of a father, and towards Luobotou, he has an unknowing feeling that parents think their children are cold.

Lin Zhaoxi kept asking Lin Zhaoxi to put on more clothes and add more clothes to the baby, for fear that the child would get cold in this weather.

Not only Chen Jing could not bear the love that was too heavy and thick.

No one can bear it.