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Chapter 15 Difficulty

15. Difficulties

Yuan Yuan ate porridge very slowly, Jing Zhe was afraid that he would not like it, so he said, "If you don't like it, don't eat it."

Yuanyuan shook her head, pinched the spoon, turned it around a few times, and then whispered, "Can I go pee?"

Jing Zhe was stunned for a moment, "Yes." He carried Yuanyuan down, took Yuanyuan to the toilet, and introduced as he walked, "This is my bedroom, this is yours, and that's the kitchen. No adults are around. You can go in..." He thought for a while, and felt that there were still a lot of things he didn't buy, and he had a headache for a while.

He led him to the toilet, thinking that a three-year-old boy should know how to be shy, and he refused to enter the women's bathroom when he was three years old.He stood at the door and covered the frosted glass door for him, "I'll wait for you outside."

Yuanyuan didn't reply as usual, Jing Zhe sighed, leaned against the door and pressed his phone.

His annual leave is almost used up, and the pressing work jumps out to catch up with him.He returned a few work information, felt that something was wrong, and knocked lightly on the door, "Yuanyuan, can I go in?"

It was quiet inside, Jing Zhe's heart tightened, he pushed the door and went in, "What's wrong?"

Yuanyuan stood silently with his back to him, standing barefoot on the tiled floor for some reason, seeing him coming in, her expression changed as if she was frightened, and she hurriedly backed away, almost bumping into the mop standing in the corner.Only then did Jing Zhe realize that Yuanyuan's trousers and the floor were dripping wet, and the newly bought little yellow duck slippers were kicked to the corner.

"Uncle, I'm sorry..." Yuanyuan said timidly, his face was red and white, and his hands were behind his back, trying to cover up, forming a defensive state as stiff as a small shrimp. "I didn't do it on purpose... I can wash it myself... I won't dare in the future..." He muttered.

Jing Zhe suddenly remembered that Xu Wei's house was an old-fashioned squatting toilet. Yuanyuan came in and didn't know the toilet, and he didn't dare to tell him that he even peed his pants while thinking about it. I'm afraid he was afraid of getting those slippers dirty. Take it off and kick it into the corner.

Jing Zhe had seen a child in a colleague's house, and at that time he had already decided to adopt Yuanyuan, and even went to his colleague's house to learn scriptures.The three-year-old girl in that family is already very clever, and she can play coquettishly on her parents' knees, and when she sees him, she smiles and asks questions.At that time, he thought it was easy to raise a child. It was nothing more than an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks. He didn't have any particularly bad habits, and he thought he had a good personality. Can't do it alone.

However, children are not only lovable gadgets, but also mirrors of parental failure in education, projecting all harsh treatment, violence, and indifference clearly.

He stood blankly at the door, feeling his eyes burning. He hated Xu Wei, himself, and even vaguely hated Jing Hui from afar.

Sister, why did you entrust such an important thing to me?I won't.

And what right did he have to hate Jinghui.

He and Yuanyuan looked at each other, looking at each other's frightened eyes, he felt extremely difficult.

Jing Zhe sniffed, coughed, and said, "It's okay, you can tell me about any difficulties you have in the future. Take off your pants and socks first, and I'll find a set for you to change." Jing Zhe unscrewed it Turning on the Yuba, the orange light and heat press on the scalp, making it difficult to open your eyes.He walked out as quickly as if he was running away, and looked through the sets of cotton pajamas he had bought for Yuanyuan before. Yuanyuan had already taken off his clothes without a sound, hugging his arms, shivering from the cold air brought in by opening the door for a moment.

Maybe it's because he's still young, he doesn't look like his mother, nor does he look like his father, just like a quiet plant growing in the wild, watching him from the warm light.

Jing Zhe asked Yuanyuan to carry his coat, rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, and held up the shower head to help him rinse, "Is the water hot?"

Yuanyuan shook his head.

A small drop of water splashed on Yuanyuan's eyelashes, he lowered his head and just rubbed.

The child seems to be a clay figurine that Nu Wa has just made. A little touch will leave fingerprints, and a little bump may be irreversible.Yuanyuan was nurtured by Jing Hui, Xu Wei, and then he.He suddenly lost confidence in himself.

A phone call came in.

While turning off the water, Jing Zhe signaled Yuanyuan to put on his clothes, and finally found his phone in his coat pocket.

The caller's number was displayed as a "harassing call" by the mobile phone system, and the place of origin was local. Jing Zhe thought about it and got connected. He planned to say no thanks if someone recommended real estate or credit card cash to him.

The caller was Zhou Yinyin, who was crying and howling, "Jing Zhe! Where are you!"

"I'm at home." He paused, then remembered the name of the lady operator, "Miss Zhou? What's the matter?"

"Go to Xiao Fang's place to see him now, right away!" Zhou Yinyin stomped her feet anxiously, "My father insists on not letting me go, I'm so mad."

"Okay, okay." Jing Zhe looked at Yuanyuan who was eating quietly, and reached for his coat.

"—Remember to bring money!"

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