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Chapter 46 Dad, Dad, Tell Me a Story

Ever since my wife came back from a business trip, I always felt that this wife seemed a little different from the one who left.

Eyes a little bigger?Mouth slightly smaller?A little taller?In short, there is at least a 2% difference between her and his wife. This difference is melted in her face, figure, voice, and temperament, and it is difficult to explain.

That night, lying in bed with her, I finally expressed my suspicions.

She smiled, sat up, looked at me, raised both hands, and moved her eyes to the middle: "So?" She pushed her mouth upwards: "So?" Pulling on the top: "What about this?"

At this time, the wife in front of me became a completely different person!

... After running away from this horrible woman for a year, I remarried.

On the wedding night, I looked at the bride, and suddenly felt that she looked a little familiar, and finally remembered——her appearance was exactly what my ex-wife had modified by hand!

Mijia and Fu Shi stopped barking in the middle of the night.The villa is even more silent, like a thousand-year-old tomb.

Writers dread such silence.

He is also afraid of noise.

At night, his bedroom is usually lit all night.

Under the white light, he touched his right arm with his left hand for a while, and his left arm with his right hand for a while.He touched his left leg for a while, and his right leg for a while—his flesh was limp.

Before his father died, he touched his limbs, which were thin and pale, but also limp and inflexible.

Next to his pillow was the locked notebook.On it, every step of his was clearly recorded.

His remaining steps are running out.

If Mijia suddenly broke his face one day and drove him away, someone had to support him.However, who would support a man in his prime for nothing?
After much deliberation, he finally picked up the phone and dialed a number.

One day, a hundred days of love between husband and wife, he went to knock on his ex-wife's door.

The phone rang for a long time, and the ex-wife answered it.

"……Hello."

"Are you alright?"

"how have you been?"

"Good."

"After breaking up for such a long time, I'm calm now, but I still feel that I can't live without you."

"Stop pointless lyricism. Tell me, do you want to hear your child's voice?"

"I miss you."

"I hung up the phone?"

"Wait! Think about it again, in this world, who is more suitable than us? In terms of age, you are one year younger than me; in terms of height, you are 10 centimeters shorter than me; when others get married, there is only a basis for love , we are different, and there is a basis for a marriage. No one understands each other's strengths and weaknesses better than us. From the child's point of view, I am the real father, and you are the real mother. No one can replace the real father and the real mother. It's the perfect match..."

The ex-wife said abruptly, "Can I not love you?"

The writer is speechless.

At this time, he heard the child running over: "Dad, Dad, tell me a story!"

The child actually knew that he was the one who made the call!

He was stunned.

Then, he heard a man's voice from the Northeast: "Okay, let's go downstairs and talk, can we?"

The child said happily: "Okay, okay!"

After a long time, he asked sadly, "Are you... married?"

The ex-wife said flatly: "This has nothing to do with you."

He stopped talking again.

The ex-wife said: "By the way, you haven't sent your child living expenses for three months."

He said, "Since you're married, can your living expenses... be reduced?"

The ex-wife said forcefully: "There is no such provision in the law."

He said: "Then let the child say a few words to me."

The ex-wife said: "He went downstairs, you can call again tomorrow."

He said: "Recently, can you bring your child to Xijing? I miss him very much."

The ex-wife said: "If you miss him, you can come to the Northeast, why should I send it to you?"

He was silent again.Now, he can no longer go to the northeast with the rest of his steps.

Finally, he said, "I'm paralyzed."

The ex-wife was stunned for a moment, and then asked without emotion: "What happened?"

He said, "Fate."

At this moment, Micah opened the door and came in, saying loudly, "Hey! Your pile of stinky socks has been in the bathroom for almost a week! If you don't wash them, I'll throw them away!"

He said, "Right away."

The ex-wife sneered and said, "Didn't you always think I was fierce? It seems that the woman you are looking for now is not gentle!"

After speaking, the ex-wife hung up the phone.

The writer held up the phone and stayed there.

Early the next morning, Mijia broke in without even knocking on the door, and shouted at the bed: "Do you smell the stench of this house?"

The writer widened his eyes and said, "Is it a sock? I'm washing it now."

Mijia said: "Not only the socks, but even your bedroom is smelly! The smell can be squeezed out through the crack of the door, and any room can smell it!"

As she said angrily, she held up a can of air cleaner and sprayed it around with a vicious expression, just like spraying mosquitoes with insecticide.

In the end, she stood in front of the writer's bed and sprayed fiercely on the quilt.

The writer smiled mischievously and said, "Now, you're using chemical weapons against me."

After Mijia left for work, the writer checked the map of Xijing on the Internet for a day.

He wrote down the address and phone number of the nearest hospital.

He wrote down the address and phone number of the nearest police station.

He wrote down the address and phone number of the nearest kindergarten.

Yes, if you plan carefully, when you get to that step, you can just rush to the hospital. If something happens, there are medical staff and you can rescue it right away.

Or, just rush to the Public Security Bureau, where there are policemen and bullets, and the yang energy is strong.

Or, just in time for Kindergarten, where there are lots and lots of kids...

(End of this chapter)