MTL - Single Mom in the Eighties-Chapter 37 Father and son

In the living room, Kangkang got impatient after eating and playing for a while. He missed his mother and Uncle Kang. The aunt next to him was holding a pile of cloth heads and gesturing on the Barbie doll. He was building blocks one by one. The little mouth is pouted, always looking in the direction of the study.

Hearing the sound of the study door, grandpa stepped out, he immediately regained his energy, jumped off the sofa and ran over, "Grandpa, have you finished talking?"

Yan Liangshen immediately took a few steps to meet him, bent down, put his arms around his little shoulders, and replied cheerfully: "Yes, we're done talking, are you here to find grandpa?"

"Yes!" Kangkang replied perfunctorily, looking at the people walking side by side with his big eyes, he quickly broke free from his grandfather, and ran over cheerfully: "Mom!"

But he was picked up by a hard and powerful arm and spun around in the air like a small top. Soon, Kangkang found himself sitting on Uncle Kang's shoulder, with a big hand firmly against him, and his calf He was hugged by an arm, and his little feet were held in the other broad hand. His mother stood beside him, smiling up at him.

"Mom, mom." Kangkang's little buttocks dangled on Uncle Kang's shoulders, and said excitedly, "Mom, I'm so tall."

Unable to wait for his mother to say anything, he quickly instructed Uncle Kang: "Uncle Kang, you want Feifei!"

Yan Ruxu hurriedly said, "I can only play a few times." Then she tiptoed into Kang Congxin's ear again: "After you played with him that day, you wet the bed at night."

Kang Congxin: "Tired?"

Yan Ruxu nodded.

Kang Congxin turned his head to look at his son's little pants.

After flying a few times with my son in my arms, exclamation and laughter surrounded the whole room. Kangkang still had something to say, so he sat on Kang Congxin's shoulder and refused to get off, and Kang Congxin put Kangkang down reluctantly.

Wang Zhaodi came out of the kitchen, and was about to report the kitchen situation to Yan Liangshen, but her eyes were suddenly attracted by Kang Congxin and Kang Kang. Her eyes swept over two faces, one big and one small, one black and one white, and suddenly patted her thigh. He laughed and said: "Oh, I just realized that they really have a father and son look. Look at how similar they are. This is really not a family that does not enter the same family! Natural fate! Kangkang's father I haven't seen it before, and if I have to guess, it's impossible to be more similar than the two of them, but if I ask you, Vice President Kang is more like your own father!"

Her mouth was like a machine gun, and she babbled a lot without being stopped. When she finally stopped, Yan Liangshen had a chance to reprimand: "You can't talk nonsense in front of children. Just don't talk!"

Wang Zhaodi originally wanted to please, but she didn't know which sentence she said was wrong and annoyed the old man, so she shut up unconvinced.

A 3-year-old child can already understand many things. Yan Ruxu and Kang Xin looked up at Kang Kang at the same time. I saw Kangkang tilting his head and blinking his big eyes, looking down at the crowd with a thoughtful expression. He had listened to Grandma Wang's words, but with his small brain capacity, he only listened to the first two sentences, and then began to wonder if he and Uncle Kang really looked alike, and didn't hear her latter words at all.

Kang Congxin put the child down and carried him into his arms. Kang Kang touched his own white and tender face, and then touched Uncle Kang's much rougher black face. After giggling twice, he was very happy and proud Confirmed with my mother in a calm tone: "Mom, do I look like uncle?"

Yan Ruxu snuggled up to the father and son, and replied with a smile: "Yes, very similar. Uncle Kang said that you look exactly like him when he was a child."

Kang Congxin unconsciously kissed his son's little cheek, and said with a smile, "Grandpa's house has photos of my uncle when he was a child. We will show you when we go to grandpa's house."

Kangkang nodded vigorously, put his arms around Kang Congxin's neck, kissed him on the cheek, and then lay on his shoulder with infinite attachment. Kang Congxin smiled, and turned his eyes from Kangkang to Yan Ruxu, and teased her with his eyes, as if to say: You mother and son are acting exactly the same, and you both love my shoulders so much. Yan Ruxu's face couldn't help but reddened, and he raised his hand to pat Kang Congxin's arm in reproach.

But Kang Kang who turned around saw it, and was a little anxious: "Mom, don't hit Uncle Kang, he is very good."

Kang became proud again, and Yan Ruxu knew who Kangkang's little expression followed.

Yan Ruxu rolled his eyes at him, and quickly explained: "Mom didn't hit Uncle Kang, she was playing with him, it didn't hurt at all."

Kang Kang nodded: "Mom, then don't hit Uncle Kang in the future, he is my good friend, you should also be good friends."

"Okay, we don't fight, we're all good friends."

Wang Zhaodi over there kept staring at them, and suddenly said: "Oh", Yan Liangshen was afraid that she would say something inappropriate, so he raised his voice to interrupt him.

Wang Zhaodi covered her mouth, but her mouth was itchy, and she couldn't help it, so she leaned closer to Yan Liangshen and whispered, "I think they are a real family of three nuns."

Yan Liangshen frowned, and had to warn again: "What nonsense, keep your mouth shut, and don't talk nonsense to others!"

Wang Zhaodi pursed her lips, disapproving, and somewhat incomprehensible. Isn't it a good thing that stepfather and stepson look alike? What can't be said? The brains of educated people are twisted, which makes people unable to understand. But based on her understanding of Yan Liangshen, she knew that it was best for her to agree to the situation right now, otherwise in the next few days, the old man would hold his face again and not say a word to her.

"Okay, if you don't say it, don't say it. Besides, I don't know anyone outside, so who can I tell it to!" Wang Zhaodi muttered in a softer voice, "This is not in the village. If you have nothing to do, you can drop by. One has eyes on the top of her head, and that sister Huang is like a mother-in-law, taking care of me every day, even if I talk to others, she has to take care of it!"

After the matter was explained, they had another lunch at Yan's house, and the family of three left.

Kangkang had only ridden in his grandpa's car and bus, but it was the first time he had sat in such a tall jeep. Looking around, he was extremely novel. Yan Ruxu was sitting in the back seat with his child in his arms. After a while, Kangkang seemed to have nails growing on his buttocks. He couldn't sit still, and began to be dishonest. There, I feel that everything is interesting.

This kid is as nimble as a little fat fish, Yan Ruxu can't hold him down anymore. After finally finishing his exploration, he stood on the back of the driver's seat with a small body, poking his head upwards vigorously, "Uncle Kang, are you going to visit my house?"

Kang Kang's hot breath sprayed on Kang Congxin's arm, and Kang Congxin's whole body was extremely weak. He immediately turned to the side of the road, parked the car, then turned sideways, and gently held Kang Kang's small arm : "Do you want Uncle Kang to visit your house?"

Kangkang blinked his big eyes, nodded, and then turned to look at his mother, as if asking her if she was okay.

Yan Ruxu smiled and did not speak.

Kang Congxin teased him: "Why do you want uncle to visit your house?"

Kangkang thought for a while, but couldn't think of a reason, so he said, "Just... I just want my uncle to stay with me."

Kang Congxin nodded his little nose, feeling extremely hot in his heart.

Yan Ruxu touched the child's little head, "What about the mother?"

Kangkang immediately said: "I also want my mother to accompany me. It would be great if both my mother and uncle were with me."

Yan Ruxu and Kang Zaixin glanced at each other quickly, both thinking that this was a good time to talk to the child.

Yan Ruxu carried the child to the seat and sat down. Kang Congxin leaned forward again, exposing most of his body, looking at the two of them.

Yan Ruxu spoke first, "Kangkang, would you be happy if you let uncle live in our house and stay with us all the time?"

Kangkang's eyes lit up, he opened his mouth and smiled, looked at Kang Congxin, then turned his head to look at his mother, and shouted: "Mom, is it true, uncle is with us, always together?" Dim, the little mouth pouted, picked at the fingers, and whispered: "Jiajia said that only parents can live together."

Kang Congxin stretched out his long arm, grabbed Kangkang's little hand, looked at him and said seriously: "Then Uncle Kang will be your father?"

Kangkang raised his head, his eyes sparkled, "But, but I have a father."

Kang Congxin reached out with both hands, hugged Kangkang, let his small body sit on his arms, and said, "Uncle went to a far away place because of important things before you were born. I know you are already in your mother's womb. Uncle is far away and can't come back, so I didn't see you growing up in my mother's womb, I didn't see you born, I didn't change your diaper, I didn't see you Babbling, I didn't see you learn to walk, and I didn't take your little hand to send you to kindergarten...it's all your mother who is taking care of you alone." Kang Congxin's eyes were a little moist, he took a deep look at his face, and then turned back , looking at his son with his head down, digging the back of the chair seriously with his little fingers, his little mouth pouted, and water stains overflowed from the sides of his mouth.

Kang Congxin shook his arms and said softly, "Kangkang, are you listening to Uncle?"

Kangkang nodded his head.

Yan Ruxu patted his son's head: "Does Kangkang want to ask mom and uncle?"

Kangkang turned his head to look at his mother and said, "Is that uncle your father?"

Yan Ruxu looked at him, "Yes, Uncle Kang is the father."

"What about dad?"

Yan Ruxu knew that he was referring to Sui Yuanzhi. Kang Kang had never met Sui Yuanzhi a few times in total, and he rarely mentioned it in front of her, but he did not expect that after all, he would occupy a place in his heart. Perhaps it was not Sui Yuanzhi, but the role of father . She always thought that Kangkang never asked her for his father, nor asked about his father, but just didn't care, but she didn't expect that the child cared, but for various reasons, he didn't show it.

Suddenly, Yan Ruxu felt a little lost, as if she didn't understand her son as well as she thought.

He is only three years old!

Yan Ruxu buried her face in her son's small shoulders, and said sullenly, "That's not your father, he's not your father, I'm sorry Kang Kang, Uncle Kang is your father. Do you remember the graves that your mother often took you to Nanshan Cemetery? Mom thought that Uncle Kang died and was buried there. Mom thought that other children have fathers, and Kangkang must have a father, so I asked Uncle Sui Yuanzhi to be your father, do you understand?"

Kangkang nodded, and raised his little hand to help his mother wipe away her tears.

Yan Ruxu held Kangkang's little hand and said, "I'm sorry, Kangkang, mother originally planned to wait until you were older before telling you this, but Uncle Kang told mother that Kangkang is already a big boy and a man, we You have to tell him the truth, and he'll understand."

Kangkang unconsciously puffed out his chest.

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In other words, everyone likes the stalk of renting the second generation of the village in the city, don't you like the story of the working girl? The two books on the front and back are pre-collected, and the second-generation book on the back is far more than that of Migrant Girls.

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