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Chapter 294
Can Zhuang Yiming bear this? ! ! !
Pulling away the person in front of him, he threw it on the ground when he pulled it out, and when he got up, he beat him violently, and the man's face was distorted very quickly.

The plump white face of the director of the transportation team was also blue and red.

"Why are one or two still stuck here? Hurry up and pull the two of them apart, or you still want to kill people."

Just now everyone was completely stupefied by Zhuang Yiming, now they reacted and quickly pulled the two of them apart.

Zhuang Yiming was still angry, and the director of the transportation team was afraid that he would cause some trouble, so he hurriedly said, "It's rare for your daughter-in-law to go home, I'll let you have a good rest for two days, go back quickly."

Zhuang Yiming cast a cold glance at the man, then pulled Yan Zaixi away, and finally did not forget to leave a sentence, "If I don't get my bicycle back by tomorrow at the latest, don't blame me for being rude."

Yan Zaixi turned his head to look at the loveless woman, then at the man with bruised nose and swollen face, and then left with Zhuang Yiming.

On the way home, Yangyang chattered non-stop, Zhuang Yiming dealt with it casually, Yan Zaixi didn't say a word.

Zhuang Yiming panicked, "Don't pay too much attention to what they say, what are you like? I still don't understand."

Yan Zaixi was puzzled, "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you angry because of what the man said just now?"

Zhuang Yiming was in a daze.

Yan Zaixi snorted in disgust, "It's just him, why am I so angry?"

"then you……"

"I thought, can we install a telephone in our house?"

"impossible."

Zhuang Yiming broke her fantasy very simply and neatly.

Yan Zaixi disappeared at once.

Zhuang Yiming held her hand and explained to her, "Many communes have telephones now, but few private ones. Even if there are, it will take a year or two to install telephones, so we will install telephones within three years. , basically impossible."

Yan Zaixi said oh.

She may have seen that the teacher's office has a telephone, and thought that she could also install a telephone at home.

"What's the matter? I'm not calling you every week. If you don't think it's okay, we can call every day."

Zhuang Yiming was looking forward to it, his eyes lit up.

Yan Zaixi shook his head, thinking it's better to forget it, his idea just now was unrealistic.

There is a telephone in the teacher's office, but in fact, every time Yan Zaixi calls, he has to go to the post office to call, and it takes a long time to go back and forth.

No matter how he thought about it, Yan Zaixi had no way to make the father and son come to her side earlier.

Yan Zaixi sighed inaudibly, and she didn't care about what the man said just now.

Because Zhuang Yiming was gossiped.

When I got home, my younger brother's meal was ready, and we waited for them to come back and start eating.

After eating, Yang Yang took a look at his father, feeling wronged and went to find his little uncle.

Yan Zaixi saw it was funny, so he wanted to call him back, but Zhuang Yiming stopped him, "Let's have a good chat tonight."

Yan Zaixi thought about it, and it's okay.

At night, Zhuang Yiming and Yan Zaixi sat on the bed and chatted.

Zhuang Yiming cut straight to the point, "Did you hear something?"

Yan Zaixi was surprised, and then said everything he knew, and analyzed calmly, "I feel that I have not fulfilled my responsibility as a mother, and then I really want to be with my children, but when I first chose to go to college, These have been conceived, resulting in many of my behaviors today being dominated by emotions."

"Then don't think too much, it will be fine in half a year."

Zhuang Yiming's heart was slightly settled.

"Then do you think too much?"

Yan Zaixi approached him, looked him straight in the eyes and asked.

"What am I thinking too much about?"

Zhuang Yiming was baffled, so he leaned closer and kissed him. He was still a little dissatisfied, and wanted to discuss it further.

Yan Zaixi pushed him away, "I'm talking serious with you."

"I'm serious too. It's about the harmonious life of husband and wife."

Zhuang Yiming said solemnly with a straight face, that was the movement, which was really not very serious, he directly hugged Yan Zaixi on his lap.

Yan Zaixi was speechless, "I mean you were gossiped about by others, saying that you took care of the child, and then what would happen to me? Would you feel unhappy?"

Zhuang Yiming paused for further discussion, "Comrade Yan Zaixi, are you from modern times? Can you be more open-minded? Dad is also a very honorable profession, okay? Is it okay to respect men? ?”

Yan Zaixi slapped him on the shoulder directly, "Speak well."

"Okay, I really don't care. As for speaking ill of you, I didn't hear it. Of course, I don't know that I can't care. I know. Then he will be beaten. In short, he can't wrong you man."

Zhuang Yiming rubbed her face, held her face and kissed her, the two of them were within walking distance, "Yan Zaixi, you should know that I am taking care of our children, I am happy."

The man's eyes were deep and his expression was serious. Yan Zaixi was very moved for a while, and then he was wiped out as soon as he was moved.

As a result, Yang Yang was unable to complete his great cause on the small mountain the next day.

Yan Zaixi looked a little embarrassed.

I feel sorry for the child.

Zhuang Yiming felt refreshed and satisfied.

Yan Zaixi glared at him, and came to Yangyang's side, "Yangyang, can mom draw with you?"

Yangyang had nothing else to play with, so he came over, Yan Zaixi asked Zhuang Yiming to take out the drawing board at home and set it up next to the swing, the place was quite cool, and then Yan Zaixi hugged Yangyang to draw together.

Yang Yang often draws with the pen on his father's desk. He has scolded him many times and made him stand up.

Yang Yang felt wronged.

As a result, he doesn't like pens very much.

But my mother's pens are different, they come in many colors, and they can be changed into something particularly beautiful.

For example, my mother drew his dream hillside slide, and there was a child sitting on a wooden board with a big smile in it.

"Yangyang, that's Yangyang."

Yang Yang pointed to the child inside who looked like Yan Zaixi, and clapped his hands happily, "I want Mom and Dad."

"Okay, then let's draw Dad first. How about Dad? He's quite tall. Yang Yang will be as tall as Dad in the future, okay?"

Yang Yang thought for a while, then nodded heavily, "Okay."

Then a line was drawn on Dad.

Yan Zaixi didn't stop her, letting him destroy at will, and she also drew at will, depicting Zhuang Yiming's appearance. Yan Zaixi realized that he hadn't painted him for a long time, and felt a little emotional for a while.

No wonder it is said that women tend to forget their husbands after they get married. This is true. After having a child, Yan Zaixi often thinks about the child, worrying about this and that, but he doesn't particularly care about what he looks like.

Yan Zaixi painted seriously, and gradually, Yangyang watched his mother draw, and watched his father holding his mother's hand, guarding behind Yangyang.

(End of this chapter)