Good Luck in the Year of the Pig

    You were his father.

    When the words reached her lips, Lu Ying swallowed. It used to be a very simple thing, a very simple sentence. I do not know since when, it has become difficult to reveal.

    The ancients are right, freezing three feet is not a cold day. He feels that his heart has always been warm, but perhaps at a certain point in a certain corner, it has not melted.

    Lu Ying sighed and quickly closed the door and went back to the house.

    Lu Zaizai hadn't fallen asleep on the bed, when he saw him he said, "Is uncle gone?"

    "Gone."

    "Why didn't Dad go to see Uncle?"

    "He will go."

    "But uncle will be afraid by himself, it's so dark outside."

    "He's not a child." Lu Ying was in a complicated mood: "Why do you like uncle so much?"

    Lu Zizai rolled his eyes and thought for a while: "Because uncle is so good."

    "Godfather is also very good to you."

    "So I like godfather too."

    "Who do you prefer?"

    "I like both!"

    Lu Ying coughed lightly and asked in a low voice, "Do you think you would be happy if uncle was your father?"

    Lu Zizai exclaimed 'ah', his face full of curiosity: "Why is my uncle being my father?"

    "If you have another father in the future." Lu Ying asked heartily.

    Lu Zaizai was confused: "But everyone has only one father."

    "...Okay." Lu Ying was tired: "If he is your mother, would you like it?"

    "Mom?" Lu Zizai's two-eyed mosquito coil: "My mother wouldn't be like this... so..." I can't find an adjective!

    "What's wrong with being your mother?" Still want to dislike it? Lu Ying was speechless.

    Lu Zaizai sighed exaggeratedly: "How can an uncle be a mother with a flat chest! You are such a confused father!"

    “…”

    Lu Ying clutched her chest and shivered: "You better go to sleep!"

    Swipe your card to take the subway.

    There were not many passengers going out in the subway at this time, so Qin Zhuopu was able to take a seat safely in the vacant seat. It takes 65 minutes to reach the airport directly from here, so you don't have to worry about traffic jams, which is very convenient. He was very used to running back and forth twice, and he will be more used to it in the future. Thinking of this, he opened his phone with a slight smile, and unconsciously clicked on the photo taken tonight.

    There are not many photos, but each one is related to the little birthday cub, and the chubby smiling face is really cute. Qin Zhuopu opened WeChat and couldn't help but post a circle of friends.

    Lu Ying washed clean and climbed onto the bed. Before going to bed, he habitually looked at his mobile phone. Although he didn't post a lot of Moments himself, he liked to know other people's Moments. Especially kindergarten-related teachers, parents, etc., Lu Ying in their circle of friends will like them politely. Then some friends who like to post food, he likes to like it even more! (*^▽^*)

    Recently, Brother Yang recommended him several big bakers, WeChat and communication groups. Since then, the circle of friends has become fragrant and exciting.

    But he didn't expect to see Qin Zhuopu's circle of friends before going to bed.

    The frequency of this person posting on Moments is similar to that of him, and with the addition of 'the boring content that only the elderly are interested in', there is really nothing to look forward to -_-||

    Lu Ying subconsciously opened Qin Zhuopu's avatar of the sea.

    The eye-catching picture made him stunned for a moment, and he immediately arched out of the bed.

    Qin Zhuopu:

    Happy birthday baby!

    Graph

    11 minutes ago

    After a few words, the only picture is... Lu Zaizai with a smeared face! -_-||

    Yes, this is a very unsuccessful photo, the birthday cake in the form of Lego bricks is beautifully photographed, and the lit six-year-old candle is also very clear, only sitting in front of the cake and making a wish The little birthday star's face is distorted and blurred. Only vaguely saw the white teeth exposed under his happy smile.

    Of course, there is also a chubby physique that cannot be stopped even if it is blurred.

    Lu Ying held her forehead, gritted her teeth, and reluctantly gave him a like for her son's sake! He didn't even want to like the "grandfather's concern" events he posted.

    After complimenting, Lu Ying still couldn't help leaving a message for him. How did you make my son such a virtue? It's so ugly, but I'm so embarrassed to post it.

    He has been a photographer since the first day he was born. He is no longer a rookie after so many years. street. A blurred photo like this usually has only one fate, so delete it! Lu Ying unceremoniously despised the other party.

    Don't be angry

    I took several pictures and they were all pretty good.

    Without Lu Ying's consent, how could he post clear pictures of the cubs, but I am very happy today and want to share them.

    It took only a few minutes for the circle of friends to send out all the praises. At this moment of joy, I finally understood why those brothers especially love to show their affection and children... Since birth, they began to show , although it disappeared later, but it will be posted from time to time, it is simply boring and silly dad. He usually praises them and his heart is... unwavering.

    Now he seems to be enlightened.

    In addition to countless likes, there are also many familiar faces leaving messages, almost all of them are 'Happy birthday to my little baby! ', if there is faith in these blessings, he hopes that Lu Zizai can receive them.

    Lu Ying understood Qin Zhuopu's intention and had to praise him for being careful, but he wouldn't say it. Whoever told this guy to suddenly change his style of painting would actually send such a very personal message.

    Qin Zhuopu is in a good mood today.

    He knows.

    Too lazy to care about you, I'm going to sleep.

    Sleep and good night.

    Lu Ying put the phone away, hesitated for a while, then picked it up and re-issued one and let me know when you are home.

    It will, don't worry.

    Lu Ying finally fell asleep, no longer worried.

    Lu Ying got up at six o'clock the next day, took the mobile phone to read, and subconsciously opened the message sent by Qin Zhuopu.

    I'm home.

    After three in the morning…

    Lu Ying listened to the sound of the rain outside, feeling a little gloomy.

    He replied: If you want cubs, you can call me at any time without running back and forth.

    He thought that Qin Zhuopu was mostly resting and would not reply too quickly.

    Unexpectedly, the phone rang immediately, and it was Qin Zhuopu who called.

    Lu Ying connected, only to hear a familiar voice in a low voice: "Lu Ying, I miss you."

    "..." Think, think, think! He has no magic trick to make people not want to. Che, I'm in good spirits early in the morning, it seems that staying up late is no big deal.

    Since he didn't hear a response, Qin Zhuopu, who was far away at his home in Guanlan City, couldn't help but smile. He couldn't see the person he missed at the moment, but he could imagine the appearance of the other person in front of him. Even if he doesn't speak, he still looks unforgettable.

    "I'm going to a meeting, Lu Ying, go get busy."

    "...Goodbye." Lu Ying hung up the phone after only two words.

    Qin Zhuopu smiled helplessly and went to the company full of energy.

    Qin Zhuopu's simple circle of friends has attracted many people's attention. Many people are curious, who is the child that Qin Zhuopu sent? I never saw Qin Zhuopu caring about anyone's children.

    Qin Zhuopu bluntly said, "The child belongs to Lu Ying."

    "...Fuck!" Fatty Gao was bombed: "My biological?"

    "Of course."

    “…so you recognize it?”

    "As long as he nods."

    Fatty Gao raised his thumb silently, brother, you can!

    The capital.

    Mrs. Qin looked at the picture on the screen and fell silent.

    The servant brought reading glasses and handed them to the old lady beside him. Mrs. Qin's tablet was taken away by the old lady.

    The old lady stared at the screen carefully and frowned deeply: "Is this the child?"

    Mrs. Qin nodded: "Yes." Lu Ying's child will also be a simple child in the future, whether she wants to recognize it or not, but she knows that Zhuo simple is serious.

    The old lady leaned closer to the screen and looked at it again, and said, "Is there something wrong with my glasses? How can I see this child's face is blurred?"

    "..." Mrs. Qin was helpless: "Mom, this is because the quality of photography is not good, and the picture is blurred accidentally, of course you can't see clearly."

    "Oh, the craftsmanship of the simple and simple is too watery. I can't take a clear picture for me to see." The old lady threw down the tablet in disappointment.

    "Mom, this is intentional, and the pictures of children should not be exposed indiscriminately. Now there are many bad people in society." Although Mrs. Qin was reluctant, she still had to explain.

    "That's also. Then you quickly call Zhuopu and ask him to send you a photo of his face. I want to take a good look."

    "Mom..." Mrs. Qin was annoyed, "What's the use of seeing it." Not a kiss. She took medicine recently, and her mood has calmed down a lot. He can't control his son's relationship, and he doesn't want to. It's just that it's impossible to make her accept it tolerantly. At most, stay away from it in the future, out of sight and out of mind.

    The old lady scolded: "I'll just see what's wrong, there's nothing I can do if I'm not a kiss, and some things cannot be forced, especially children." Have to believe in fate. She felt that her grandson was young and healthy, and she failed to ask for a child five or six times, so she could only say that she missed it. But he didn't care about blood kinship, and insisted on accepting his lover's child, which was also fate.

    Can't beat the old mother, Mrs. Qin sent a message to ask Qin Zhuopu to pass the photo. He also added a special sentence, "It's your grandma who wants to see it. ' Not her to see.

    Qin Zhuopu didn't talk nonsense, and directly sent two clear birthday photos of Lu Zizai.

    The old lady put on her reading glasses again, picked up the tablet nimbly and observed it carefully. After a long while, she grinned excitedly.

    "This child is so good-looking! He has a lot of father and son appearances with Zhuo Pu, I like it!"

    The corners of Mrs. Qin's mouth twitched, and she was so sad.

    It would be great if they were real father and son.