Billionaire Twins: Daddy, Please Take Mommy

"Ning Xi, did you take my son to school again?"

"Ah, your son is so cute. I have new vegetables here today. Do you want to buy some?"

The uncle of the butcher's shop opposite is chopping bones with his axe. When he sees Ning Xi and the little guy, he shouts: "baby, come here, uncle Zhou, I'll cut meat for you!"

Zhan Chen night: "is he in the past or not?

"Uncle Zhou, just like before, give me some ribs." Ning Xi bought vegetables and went to the butcher's with a smile.

"All right." The old uncle neatly cut a rib, put it on the electronic scale to weigh it, and deliberately showed a face to the little guy. It can be seen that he is very familiar with Ning Baobao.

"Eh, baby, why don't you smile when you see grandfather Zhou today?"

Usually he is so amused, the baby will certainly have the appearance of a little adult, shaking his head and pretending to be proud.

But today I just watched him quietly

Zhan Chen night pursed a pursed mouth, sweet ground shout: "Zhou grandfather is good."

"The older the child grows, the more sensible he becomes." Uncle Zhou habitually praised and handed the spareribs to Ning Xi: "a total of 32.5 yuan. You can give it 30 yuan. You can make up for the little guy's health. If you give birth prematurely, you have to keep up with the nutrition the day after tomorrow..."

"How can you do that? You have the capital to do business. I can't take advantage of you."

Ning Xi took out 32 yuan and 5 yuan from his pocket, not a dime less.

Uncle Zhou didn't shirk any more and made a face at the little guy.

Zhan Chen night reluctantly returned a smile.

Ning Baobao's preference is really a bit of bad taste.

However, the grandfather said Ning Baobao is premature?

Well, he was born prematurely, too.

Mother and son out of the market, the air became very fresh.

Zhan Chen night takes the initiative to carry vegetables for Ning Xi. Ning Xi gives him a vegetable bag, which is not heavy, but his small stature almost holds the bag in his arms.

He said innocently: "Mommy, Xiao Pang, my kindergarten classmate, has a lovely brother. He looks like him very much. I also want a brother or brother so that I can play with him."

Ning Xi's long and thin eyelashes trembled a few times.

There is a touch of sadness in my heart

The hand that holds small night night also does not consciously tighten.

"You once had a brother, but he was not lucky enough to come to this world..." when he spoke again, Ning Xi's voice trembled slightly.

The little guy immediately asked seriously, "what happened?"

Ning Xi recalled that when he fell down such a high ladder, it was like a stream of plasma rushing out of his body

"It's all over. I don't remember much."

"Think about it again..." the little guy said.

Suddenly want to know why he and Ning baby look so similar, he and Ning Xi will have any relationship?

Ning Xi's eyes began to moisten involuntarily, and his vision was blurred

She quickly leaned slightly to wipe her tears.

The little guy's originally curious face suddenly froze, and hurriedly swung his sleeve to help Ning Xi wipe his tears.

"Mommy, why are you crying? I'm sorry, I've talked too much and made you cry. Don't cry. I won't ask, ok..."

"It's none of your business. It's mommy who thinks of some sad things in the past."

Ning Xi sucked nose, will sour pressure in the bottom of my heart.

After all, Zhan chenye is a child less than four years old. Knowing that Ning Xi doesn't like to mention those things, he naturally won't ask any more questions. He is busy changing patterns to make Ning Xi happy and talking about the interesting things in kindergarten.

What the teacher taught, what he did, and how many little red flowers he got

Ning Xi's attention was quickly diverted, but there was always a touch of sadness in his heart.

If she had been more careful, wouldn't the baby have died?

……

Noon, spicy pot out of the pot.

Song Qin and Ning Xi are very happy, but Zhan Chen night secretly tangled in the heart.

He can't eat spicy food. It's hard for him to eat a little bit of spicy food last time. Tonight's Sichuan dinner is obviously better. His pretty little eyebrows are twisted into a ball

"Honey, why don't you eat it?" Ning Xi is concerned to pick a piece of lotus root for the little guy.

Zhan Chen night heart a horizontal, squeeze out a smile, pretending to like the appearance, a will lotus root swallow down, also did not chew.

"I like it so much. I'm hesitating which dish to eat first."

"Stinky boy, you just like your mom's cooking, but I'm perfunctory, right?" Song Qin pretends to be funny.

Zhan Chen night smile: "grandma is also very delicious."

"I don't listen to your false flattery..."

Zhan Chen night in order not to let them see, eat food, dare not chew, mixed with rice slide into the esophagus, gradually a scalding heat spread from the stomach to the whole body, forehead also spicy out of beans size hot sweat, along the face line patter patter patter down.

Ningxi feel a little wrong, busy for son wipe forehead those hot sweat: "baby, are you ok?"

"I'm... I'm fine." The little guy said, Gulu Gulu drank a full cup.

Ning Xi has a bad premonition in his heart, but song Qin says carelessly: "Oh, baby, you must be in a hurry. It's OK. Just let him slow down..."

"Baby, if you have any discomfort, you must tell mommy, you know?" Ning Xi was always not at ease.

As soon as the words fell, suddenly the little guy covered his mouth and spewed out a few words: "Mommy, i... I want to vomit..."

A young face flushed, shoulders constantly choking, as if at any time will spit out.

Ning Xi and song Qinqi were both surprised.

Ning Xi rushed to the bathroom with the little guy in his arms

"Ouch --"

Lying on the absorption table, the dishes that the little guy just ate, together with the rice, vomited out.

Her face began to turn white.

He covered his stomach and could not use his hands and feet.

Ning Xi patted the little guy's back, distressed and frightened, wrung out the towel, carefully wiped the oil stains on her mouth, and then quickly went to the hospital with him.

The little guy's little finger gently smoothed the wrinkles in her eyebrows and obstinately said, "I'm ok, just have a rest! Sorry, Mommy, I didn't mean to waste your mind... "

"Fool, it's me who should say I'm sorry! If I didn't always bring you vegetables... "Thinking of this, Ning Xi couldn't help urging the driver to be faster.

In this way, the mother and son rushed to the hospital.

Ning Xi holds his son in his arms.

The little guy never vomited because of eating spicy pot before. Zhan Chen night tried to pull the corners of his mouth to make him look very relaxed, but the pale lip color still revealed her pain at the moment.

To the hospital, the doctor to fight Chen night to do inspection.