Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The nephew took the bowl out of the house. Fan Xian looked at the thoughts lying on the bed and said softly: "Have a good rest."

Sisi always stayed in the outer compartment of the house owner's bedroom after Fanfu, but today she was suddenly seen by the doctor. Liu made a few comfortable rooms and let her move in.

Fan idled and looked at the furnishings in this room. He was grateful to Liu, and then looked at the face of Sisi, and gave some apologies. He whispered, "I am not, I have become the last one." people."

At this time, as the head of the family, Fan Xian should show a gentle side, a happy side, and more to say something nice for the pregnant woman to calm down, but only a few words, but he stunned, silly Looking at the face of Sisi, I couldn’t speak for a while.

After a moment of silence, Sisi’s eyes were reddish and he bit his lip and said, “Young master, you can see that you are not happy.”

“How come?” Fan took a sigh of relief and said with a smile: “The main thing is too sudden, and there is no psychological preparation.”

He took the girl's hand and slowly pinched it. He smiled and said: "In my heart, you are still the big girl who always stands by my side and grinds the fragrance. I don't think it will take long before we leave Ganzhou. ...you are going to be a child to fuck."

"We have been away from Ganzhou for three years, and my confused young master."

Sisi broke into laughter, half leaning on the bed, looking at him with gentle eyes, whether living in Jiangnan's peers, or after the formal entry in Zhangzhou, she still habitually called Fan Leisure as a young master, but did not change call.

"Even if I become an old man. I am afraid I have not prepared myself." Fan patted her hand pityfully and said: "When you do this kind of thing, it is really scary."

"Whatever the young master will... I will say that this child is a woman."

"What will happen? It is a woman's business to have children, but it is a man's business to teach children... It is much more difficult to raise a child to be an adult than to write poetry."

Fan leisurely laughed and reached out into the quilt and carefully stroked the lower abdomen of Sisi. He couldn’t help but blame himself: "The father said that it has been four months... You didn't tell me... Even if you are shy, you have to say to the younger grandmother."

Sisi felt the movement of the palm in his abdomen, his cheeks reddish, pulling the quilt under his neck. Slightly afraid to say: "I am afraid... I am afraid of being fake."

"Where is there any truth about the child?" Fan leisurely closed the eyes and felt the ups and downs of the palm, and the heart gave birth to some extremely complicated emotions. There is joy and fear. Slightly sour... that is your own child in the belly?

He really can't accept the fact that he wants to be a slap in the face. The fear is overwhelming the joy. Fortunately, at this time, the mind is clear and clear, and it will not be able to show up in front of the thoughts. Otherwise, it is the first thought of the mother. Will hate him.

Fan has scratched his head with some headache and said, "What should I do now?"

Sisi couldn't help but screamed out: "Young master, of course, it should be eaten. I should sleep when I sleep. I can't keep you guarding me because I have a child."

Fan Xian suddenly reached out and gently brushed his wrists, resting his fingers on it, closing his eyes and listening to the pulse.

At this time, just happened to walk in. At the sight of justice, I was thinking about the diagnosis, and curiously asked the big eyes: "Is it a man or a woman?"

Fan Xian slowly removed his fingers and smiled and said: "Which is so easy to see. You are my finger is b super?"

"Must be fucked?" The nephew and Sisi listened to this fresh vocabulary, and at the same time frowned, puzzling.

Fan Xian coughed twice, and he sneaked on the things he had to pay attention to every day, especially not to catch cold. Then he went outside the door and called the vines to the wife, and told me a little, the next servant. Of course, looking for a healthy, as for diet, do not blindly big fish, just pick a few nutritious dishes.

"Is there a goat's milk in Zhuangzi?"

The vines were all excited and nodded. Sisi’s stomach was the first grandson of Fan’s family.

I got a positive answer, Fan said: "A bowl every day, you must boil."

Inside the house, Si Si was at the side of the nephew, sad to say: "I don't like to drink goat milk."

Lin Biaoer thought about it. When he was treating lung disease, he was forced to drink goat milk every day. The smell was really unbearable. He couldn’t help but smile at the door and said, "Is this goat milk not an elixir?"

Fan Xian smiled back and said: "Although it is not an elixir, it is indeed a very good thing. It is just a little bit more scented. You can endure it and insist on drinking."

Lin Biaoer suddenly thought of the way that Si Yi thought at the time, and said happily: "This thing is to let the four sisters do it. I don't know if she is putting almonds or jasmine tea. It is a touch of scent, but it is a scent. Oh."

As soon as she listened to her diet and leaned on the bed, she was very uneasy. She was originally the same as the four sisters. Now that she has a child, the treatment has suddenly increased so much. She really does not dare to bear it. I was afraid that I would let my gossip go up and down and say that I would gossip.

Fan Xian waved his hand and said: "There is not so much vain in this house. When you are in the ring season, you still don't want to give you back... just let the four people work hard, but they don't know how to make it."

Sisi’s face was red, but he found a smug face in front of the door. The girl said with a smile: “This method is of course. At that time, the lady’s goat milk was made every day, just use gauze. Just filter the tea residue."

The nephew smiled and gave her a look: "What do you like to be proud of?"

Sisi insisted on shouting Fan Xian's young master, and Si Yu insisted on shouting Miss Xiao, this family of male and female owners, plus these two big ring, it is really strange in the name. Probably only Fan Xian, a man with past experience, would not care about the so-called name, so that the three girls can match his footsteps. This is great.

"Prefer to be more sun-baked in the sun, believe in those who are arrogant, and don't suffocate in the house." Fan Xian suddenly thought of an accident, and said to the vines and the nephews very seriously, knowing if Liu Suddenly the old bones are up, and only these two people can help Sisi say something.

"Oh..." Vine everyone's wife and woman quickly spit out two spit and said: "This is a big day. How can you say that word."

Fan is too lazy to care for her, and she said: "The vegetables and fruits are guaranteed. This is not enough." Go and do it."

"Get it." Vine everyone's wife is thick. From the ground up, he will block Fan’s mouth and say: “There is the first one. In the future, there will be a hundred grandchildren. If the young masters are so nervous, they must not toss us down.”

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Fan Xian comforted the thoughts a few times, said a few jokes to let her relax the nervous mind, carrying the little hand of the nephew out of the house. The two walked around in the back garden. Along the way, I saw a few powerful people in the government rushing in and seeing them rushing to respect the ceremony, but there was a hint of embarrassment in the look.

"Is this going to do something?" Fan frowned and asked.

The nephew smiled and said: "It’s all about giving people a place to meet, seeing me... of course I feel a little embarrassed."

"What?" Fan is not so dull to such a point, just worried that the heart of the child is really heart. So deliberately asked.

The nephew gave him a look and leaned his head on his shoulder and said softly: "What do you say?"

Fan took a pat on her fleshy face. Smile asked: "Are you happy or happy?"

The child’s childishness has not yet fully removed, and the face of a housewife is still calm. It is still the three words: “What do you say?”

......

"Is I really nervous?" Fan took the nephew's hand and walked down to the stone bench next to a rockery, and hugged the nephew on his lap. It was quiet here, there was no one to pass by, 婉When he was slightly shy, he would have to go.

"I don't care too much."

The nephew blamed a sentence, suddenly thought of the sentence he asked, thought for a moment and then looked up and stared at him with the watery eyes. After a long while, he said seriously: "This is what I want to ask you, why? You are not very happy to go up, and... seems to be a little nervous... What are you worried about? Are you really worried about my feelings? You should know that I am not that."

Fan leisurely shook his head, smiled and held her arms tightly. After a long while, he said: "I don't know, maybe I didn't have the father's mental preparation."

"What preparations do you want?" The nephew had long been accustomed to the thinking habits of the husband and the men in this world, and asked curiously.

“For example... can you create a good environment for the next generation?”

The nephew smiled and said: "Don't consider the problem of too long-term. I am more curious about whether the boy or girl is in the belly of Sisi?"

"I didn't say it before..."

"Well, you can't count the odds."

"The word that must be won is very clever."

"Do you like boys or girls?"

"Girls." Fan Xianyi said with a piecemeal.

Lin Biaoer looked at him with some doubts. After half a sigh, he understood something. He sighed and said: "No wonder you know that you don't have a good time after you have children... I think it is no longer a girl."

Fan is confused and asks: "Why do you think so?"

"Girls are pearls, and when they have children, they will become fisheye beads when they get old, and you...like pearls, even if you don’t play, look at it." Lin Xiaoer said with a smile: "This is your own." If you have written it, don't deny it."

Fan is self-deprecating and laughing. This is Cao Gong’s opinion, although it is somewhat similar to himself... but this is not the real reason why he knows that there will be future generations who are still not happy.

"Even if you want to become a fisheye bead, I have to have a baby for you." Lin Biaoer looked at him and bit his lower lip. Soft but hard to say.

Fan idled and nodded, suddenly said: "I know that there are some strange rules in the world, such as the child in the side room to call the room as a mother, and even some from the small room to raise the room, and rarely see My own mother is on the ground."

Lin Biao looked at him, frowning slightly, vaguely guessing what he was going to say.

"Although the big family in the world is like this." Fan Xian looked at her very seriously. "But we don't want this."

It is not a request, not a request, and it is a notice that cannot be refused. Do not.

Fan Xianben didn't want to say such a serious sentence to disturb the deaf children. However, when I saw the big house door in the ward, the middle-aged fisheye bead that was actually played by Gao Wa’s sister was terrified.

Lin Biao nodded. A flash of sadness in my eyes, slowly said: "I understand what you mean."

"Don't be sad." After Fan Silence for a moment, Zhan Yan smiled: "In the first half of Hangzhou, I have seen the improvement of the drug in your eyes, and the most important thing is... Mr. Fei will come tomorrow, he dare Come see us, naturally there are good things for us."

The delicate body in his arms suddenly shook, and Lin Biao looked at his eyes in disbelief. Surprise said: "It is true."

Although the news made the nephew happy, Fan Fan knew that his room without leaving room still hurt the other side of the heart, just for the thoughts of the children in the thoughts and thoughts, he must speak in front. At this time, he sighed softly. First, there was indeed a suffocation in his heart that needed to be sighed. Second, Mr. Jin used to let Xiaobao play this trick in Lu Ding Ji, and he was not good at dealing with girls.

Sure enough, my nephew saw him face heavy. Immediately waved a small resentment in my heart, and asked: "What?"

"Before you also saw that I was not very happy after knowing the news of Sisi. I was a little scared..." Fan Xian looked down and seemed to want to find inner support and comfort from his wife's body.

“There are actually several reasons.”

The first reason is naturally that the child is worried about the scene, and this reason has been faintly mentioned. The second reason is actually very simple.

"I am a person without a father." Fan said with a smile: "Although there are fathers and even two fathers, when I was in Zhangzhou, I didn't have one, and the real one seemed to have never been me. Father."

A very swearing sentence, but my nephew understood, and looked at it with some vigilance, confirming that this sentence will not be heard by others.

"Father, he is very good to me, but you understand, this is not the same thing. As for the one in the palace... Since the arrival of Zhangzhou in Kyoto, I have seen him through, even your brother and The two emperors are driven like scorpions, not to mention my illegitimate child."

"I am a person without a father." Fan has repeated the tone and repeated it. "So I am afraid that I will not be a father, so the first reaction in the past is fear."

Fan has no parents when he was alive. There is no parents in this world. What’s more, the past life is God’s too much. This is a parent who is not too much—yes, in his heart, he always thinks in education. In this part of the children, the mother is also very poor in doing things, which makes him sad.

His two long journeys have had this lack, which has brought a great shadow to his psychology. He may not have noticed it in the past, but the good news of Fanfu today completely reflects his dark side, he subconsciously He refused to admit that he wanted to be a father.

Lin Biao looked at him with a grin.

"My mother doesn't love me either." Fan said with some sorrow: "Maybe you don't believe it, but... she really doesn't love me."

Can't love, or don't love? The world always thinks that Ye Xiaomei is the mother of Fan Xiu, but only he knows that after he is born again in this world, his collection is only curious and inexplicable emotion for the distant woman, but only grows with it. The people around him kept talking about the once dazzling woman. The things around her body kept telling the woman’s past, and the traces of her body kept reminding Fan of the existence of the woman.

Over time, Fan Fei, who had never received maternal love in the past, finally got used to this. He began to accept that his mother was Ye Xiaomei and began to attach to the name—two traversing souls alone, perhaps because of the strongest bond of mother and child. And interoperable.

He acknowledged this. And in the cave of the West Qi Xishan, in the face of Sean, said this sentence.

However, after reading the letter in the box and knowing the many stories of the story, I have to tell myself that Ye Xiaomei does not love himself. It does not mean his own soul, but he does not have much love for this physical son. He inherited the Ye Qingmeitang in the supervision hall of Ye Xiaomei, the network of contacts, close comrades. But these are not what she left to him deliberately, and even if it is left to him?

"My mother doesn't love me." Fan Xian calmly said: "Otherwise she won't leave me alone."

Lin Biaoer wants to comfort him with some loss. But I don't know how to talk about it, how the daddy who was already deceased was a dazzling figure. She grew up in the palace since childhood, and of course she is very clear.

"Not just because of this." Fan frowned and thought, when the box was opened, he was somewhat disappointed because the letter was reserved for Wu Zhushu, not for himself, especially in the letter. content. Let him be more disappointed.

"She called me a **** son." He smiled and said: "And she didn't leave me a word... just left."

"This kind of indifference, this kind of calm, seems a little calm to absurd." Fan leisure frowning thinking about his own life, always feel that his birth may have been a very absurd thing.

He continued to say that the deaf children were a little chilling.

"She didn't tell me how to survive in such a dangerous world. She didn't tell me. Who is trustworthy. She didn't tell me how to eat rice, how should her wife hurt."

Fan Xiao laughed: "She has great love for the people of the world. Partial life has no concern for her own children. Is this a very confusing? Probably only the mother who has such a **** will give birth to me like this. Son."

After saying this, Fan whispered softly, and Lin Biaoer came down from his lap and took a look at him.

Fan swayed his hand and smiled: "Good luck, fortunately, there is a father..." He pointed to the direction of the former house and said: "And grandma, and the two strange old men, otherwise I will be true in my life. I don't know what it will look like."

Fan Xian has always been a very self-sufficient and cautious person. There is not much time for feeling like this today. Lin Biaoer has been unable to interject her words and saw that he gradually got rid of the sigh, smiled at him and listened to his inner monologue. .

"Listen to me singing a song." Fan Xian suddenly said very seriously.

Lin Biaoer nodded, some curious, what kind of distortion would a big man sing?

Fan is quietly sings and sings, and his voice is clear and clear with a three-pointed sorrow. His voice is not good, but this song is particularly painful, with three-point expectations in the back injury, such as the jaw of the jaw after the rain. The child who is looking forward to the mother's return, like the white cloth squatting under the wind and the rain, is not swaying, but only by the line, the sadness that can't be said, but looks into the distance.

......

"What does that mean?"

Fan sang a kind of text that Lin Biaoer had never heard, and the byte pronunciation was a bit strange.

"The general meaning of the lyrics is very simple. Probably...

Mother, how are you?

Yesterday I was on the branch of the cedar tree

Saw a bright star

The stars stare at me

As gentle as a mother, it is very gentle

I said to the stars

To stand up to setbacks

Is it a boy?

If you feel lonely

I will come to talk

Someday maybe

So just look forward to replying

Mother adult

a break

a break

......

Mother, how are you?

Kitten in the monastery yesterday

Was taken away by people in the village next to it.

The kitten cried and hugged the cat mother tightly

I said that

do not Cry

You won't be lonely

You are a boy.

I will see my mother again.

Someday must be

So just look forward to replying

Mother adult

a break

a break

......

Fan Xian smiled and looked at his eyes and he was already red. He said, "Is it very good?"

"Yeah." Hearing with his nose, he asked, "Is it a child who wrote the letter? It's pitiful."

"Yeah. A poor child who is very smart but can't live with his mother." Fan said with a smile: "It's like me...but he wrote a letter and can mail it, but I wrote a letter." Where are you going to send it?"

"What's the name of the song?"

"Mother is an adult."

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In the quiet bedroom, with the faint skylight sprinkled from the window, Fan took out the key, gently opened the outermost layer of the black long box, and then pressed it with a steady finger, and suddenly began to miss Wu Zhushu.

Slowly taking out the metal utensils and the thin letter, Fan Xian didn't take a look, because he was already familiar with the content of the letter.

He just stared at the note on the third floor. The note that seems to be blown away by the wind at any time. Above the strip is a light-browed, straight-edged handwriting.

"Hey! If it's Wuzhu...you honestly, who are you?"

Fan is as busy as that in the rainy night. The lips moved slightly and said, "I am your son."

"How did you open this box?"

"It is estimated that my niece is my son. The following things will come back when you make a life. Remember!"

He opened the third floor, took the thing out of it, looked at the text on his eyes, and couldn't help but smile. He said to himself: "It really is abortion, I said mom... you spoof Can you be creative?"

He was silent in the house for a long time, then looked up. Seriously speaking to the box with a confident smile: "Mom, I made a life, but I won't use it. You are always used to making everything a joke, so in the end you left ridiculously. I, and I am different, I will work hard to live in this world. As for my daughter or son... Please believe me, I will take care of him very well... at least, it will be better than you. ""

(First, let me say: I am very sympathetic to my children. I will be better in the future, believe me.

Some people guessed that they had to open the third floor. At the beginning, they guessed that Durex and the emergency contraceptives were mostly... I can only say that everyone’s imagination is beyond the talent of me or the little leaves, and I admire them.

Today, there are many words in this chapter because I always want to write a paragraph and write something? It’s not the psychological shadow of Fan’s leisure, but his feelings for Ye Xiaomei’s eyebrows. The kind of resentful thought that should be there once the real position is the Son of Man... The mother does not love me. This annotation has been put in the draft for half a year. I always wanted to write, and finally wrote it today, very good.

That song is my favorite song, the ending song of a break, the mother of Fujita Shuko, the search on Baidu, the friend who has never heard of it, it’s really great, this is what I have been in the draft. He must sing when he must indicate that he must sing.

The abortion medicine is naturally the big killer that Ye Xiaomei’s classmates had originally provided. It is just that the existence of Fan Xi’s proves that she has never used it. Then she regards this as the most important inheritance in the world and passed it on to her descendants. And the more important heritage of the inner library... It can be seen that she is the son of a confidant who loves herself. Fan Xian must be aware of this.

These words and the song are not in the number of words, the monthly ticket is still double, although the second child is not good, but the length is very handsome, joy is inexplicable, please continue to support, I am very grateful.

Finally, I couldn't help but also want to say: use a song of a break to write small leaves, this is really a fate. )

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