Who’s The Boss? - Chapter 470

“She doesn’t like you to see it, so you really don’t care?” Han Chen sighed, “Women are the most capricious creatures. When you are empathetic, you can’t take it seriously, or you should turn your face away. I was caught off guard.”

He said quite empirically: “Moreover, women usually talk duplicity. She takes the initiative to say that you don’t want to be with you. The implication is that you will not leave. If you pat your **** and leave, you will turn your face back, and then it will be enough for you. Plus the kids, really, it makes you two big people.”

Jiang Chi listened and turned his head to look at Yu Tingchuan: “The lesson of his own blood, listen more, and you can avoid detours and bumps in the future.”

“What my own lesson.”

Han Chen defended himself: “Don’t talk nonsense and destroy the revolutionary feelings between my wife and me.”

At this moment, the little nanny from Jiang Chi’s family came over.

The little nanny was eating half a pomegranate. Hearing the voice in the living room, he was bored, so he planned to come and chat with a few ‘old’ men.

As a result, as soon as I entered the living room, I heard the phrase ‘revolutionary sentiment’.

She curiously asked: “What revolutionary feelings?”

Han Chen followed the words and said, “It’s your doctor Jiang who is looking for lesbians.”

“Female doctor?” The little nanny came and was interested.

“Yes, it’s a female doctor.”

Who knows, the little nanny wrinkled his facial features: “Both are doctors. If you quarrel and pick up the guy, you must be a good hand with a knife, and you will die by that time!”

Han Chen: “…”

The little nanny did not forget to eat pomegranate as he spoke: “I went shopping yesterday and saw a couple quarreling on the way, and my wife stabbed her husband.”

The little nanny is 20 years old. She has a hobby on weekdays. She likes to join in and watch gossip. On weekdays, on the main road, she sees where there is a squeeze. She squeezed into the crowd with a basket on her back. More than once, because I was so obsessed that I found out that I hadn’t bought groceries when I got home.

“I heard people say that both of them are doctors, and they don’t blink their eyes if they stabbed them to death.”

Jiang Chi looked up and asked, “Are you dead?”

“Yes.” The little nanny nodded solemnly: “I can’t die anymore. I accidentally stepped on his hand and he didn’t respond.”

Jiang Chi: “…”

The little nanny said, looking at Yu Tingchuan who stood up: “Is Mr. Yu going away?”

As she said, she remembered something: “I have read about Mrs. Yu on the Internet. I have been very busy these two days. I don’t have time to go to find Mrs. Yu. Mr. Yu will tell Mrs. Yu for me, so that she can change her grief.”

Han Chen almost squirted out a mouthful of water.

Jiang Chi interrupted the little nanny: “This is how you use sorrow and shunbian? Don’t use idioms.”

“Isn’t the mourning and obedience to comfort people not to be sad?”

The little nanny turned his head and asked Yu Tingchuan: “Mr. Yu, don’t you think?”

Han Chen kindly explained: “Usually when someone else has a family member who has passed away, you can only use ‘Sorrow and Obey Change’. It is also because we are familiar with it. If you use ‘Sorrow and Obey Change’ outside, you won’t be wronged if you are beaten.”

The little nanny pursed her mouth and felt aggrieved: “You intellectuals like to care about when you talk. It’s terrible to be educated.”

Hearing this, Han Chen burst into laughter.

The little nanny looked at Yu Tingchuan and said, “Mr. Yu is a nice person. I used the wrong idiom. He is definitely not angry with me.”

Yu Tingchuan said: “Sorry and sorrows become inappropriate, so change to let the flow go.”

The little nanny was happy when he heard that, raised his chin and squinted at Han Chen. The little eyes seemed to say: Look, I’m right.

“I will teach you another idiom, which is not clear enough to understand people, which is especially suitable for your eyesight.”

Han Chen pointed to Yu Tingchuan, who was picking up his coat from the sofa, and said to the little nanny: “In this world, there are many people with different appearances. Just like this Mr. Yu, he is a leader. When you encounter this kind of “good guy” outside, you can hide as far as you can, otherwise you will have to count the money for him when you sell it.”

The little nanny retorted: “A ghost believes you. Mr. Yu used to come to the house and it was not like you always let me make tea. Now Mrs. Yu has a baby, Mr. Yu is even more polite to talk to me.”

As he said, he looked at Yu Tingchuan again: “I haven’t congratulated Mr. Yu on the joy of adding a new house.”

Mr. Yu smiled unconsciously: “The next day the child is full moon, let your wife seal a big red envelope for you.”

“Mrs. Yu gave birth to a son this time, she will definitely be a daughter next time.”

Han Chen quipped: “Do you know that again?”

The little babysitter’s expression was serious: “Don’t you all say that you have both children, you have a son, what will you give birth to if you don’t have a daughter next time? Mrs. Yu is so beautiful, and the daughter she gave birth must be like a fairy, Mr. Yu, are you right? “

Yu Tingchuan could only answer with a smile.

When Yu Tingchuan left, Han Chen and Jiang Chi sighed: “I am too naive. I said just now that your little nanny is stupid. Now you see, Lao Yu was so happy that she was coaxed.”

Jiang Chi smiled, thinking that his babysitter was also a headache.

The little nanny came back after sending people away, nipping pomegranate seeds and asked Han Chen: “Why are you still not leaving?”

“…” Han Chen.

…

When Yu Tingchuan returned home, Song Qingcheng hadn’t slept yet, and was playing with his son on the bed.

The little guy had already woke up, lying on his back with his legs curled up, opening his mouth from time to time to eat his little hands. Song Qingcheng leaned on the pillow to accompany him. The child’s facial features became longer and wider. When he looked at people with his big eyes, he was astonishing and cute.

Song Qingcheng didn’t get out of bed when the sound of the key turning came from downstairs.

After the bedroom door was pushed open, she raised her head, looked at Yu Tingchuan who came in and asked, “I was already on the road when I called?”

“It was at Jiang Chi’s house just now.”

Yu Tingchuan told the truth: “Han Chen is also here, and we talked for a while.”

Seeing his son, Yu Tingchuan’s gaze became more gentle, and he held his son’s neck with his big hands and hugged him up: “Let me see, is it strong again?”

The little guy ignores it and just eats his own hands.

Song Qingcheng watched the father and son get along by the bed, his lips raised slightly.

Yu Tingchuan hugged her son and went to wash, and then came out of the bathroom. Song Qingcheng was placing the child. The child was lethargic, especially if it was not long after birth. She was afraid that Yu Chengye would secretly go to the baby room to do something, so she planned to leave the child in the master bedroom to rest. .

A family of three is really lying on the bed, and the father of the child is still there to look after the little one.

The child wears a diaper to sleep, so there is no need to worry about bedwetting.

Because there was a child sleeping in the middle, Song Qingcheng was afraid that he would be crushed by him. He was very careful in sleeping posture. Taking into account that the child would wake up in the middle of the night, Yu Tingchuan did not turn off the desk lamp, and the bedroom was lit with soft lights all night.

Before falling asleep, Song Qingcheng suddenly said, “I’ve seen everything on the Internet tonight.”

She felt that Yu Tingchuan must already know.

As she said, she looked over the child and looked at her husband: “I didn’t tell you the details of hurting people and hiding drugs before. I didn’t want to hide anything for whom. The lack of evidence is a reason, and it’s also because I don’t want to always convey my negatives. mood.”

Yu Tingchuan was still leaning against the bed and looked at her after hearing this: “Then why did you tell me now?”

The slowness of his speech made Song Qingcheng’s uncomfortable feeling fade away.

“Because to me, those are all past tense.”

Song Qingcheng slowly said, “Whether it’s Shen Zhi’s speech or Xue Min’s long Weibo, after I watched it, my emotions were calm. Some of it came out of my own expectation. I didn’t want to cry because the truth became clear. Not to mention the pleasure of watching the bad guys get punished, as if…I’m just an outsider.”

“It’s not that I have never experienced unwillingness and injustice, but now that I think about it, it feels far away.” Song Qingcheng said again: “In fact, it’s only a few years, but it feels like it’s something in my previous life. I just thought, if I My mind is full of resentment, always remembering those things in the past, so now, Shen Zhi confessed that Lu Yunxuan framed me for hiding drugs, even if I didn’t call out to kill, I should stand up and fall into trouble. In fact, I saw those on the Internet who were against Lu Yunxuan. When the public opinion attacked, I remembered my own experience some time ago, let alone how I thought about making her unable to turn over, I didn’t even have the interest to discuss her two sentences more.”

“Either Shen Zhi or Lu Yunxuan, they were together, not as happy as they had imagined. They got married and divorced. During the divorce, Lu Yunxuan lost a child, and finally added a Jiang Ning.” Song Qingcheng paused for a while before speaking again: ” And now, even if I encounter cyber violence, I don’t feel panic. I don’t face those voices unexpectedly. I know it’s not because of how strong I am, but because there are people around me who can protect me and understand me.”

“Actually, I thought I still had a grudge. When those things were really made public, I realized that I had already let go.”

Speaking of this, Song Qingcheng’s eyes fell on the child’s face: “I can still tell what is most important to me, not for revenge to make others worse by stepping on the mud, like that. Doing it may give me a short-term pleasure, but after the pleasure, it makes me afraid, like a distortion of human nature. I don’t want my family and my children to be affected by the emotions of this virus.”

When the words fell, she looked up at Yu Tingchuan: “I think so, will it make people feel bullied?”

Without waiting for Yu Tingchuan’s answer, Song Qingcheng continued: “Just like those netizens said, if you’re not my husband, and I’m attacked by public opinion like that, even if the truth becomes clear in the end, they will not apologize to me, let alone make a mistake. People sue to court. If you were not there, I would also go to the police station to report the case, but the police would definitely advise me to calm down and don’t take things online seriously. If I bite and hold on, I will only be the one who suffers in the end.”

“This is the reality of society. No one can live without being wronged for a lifetime, especially small people.”

Song Qingcheng said, “So I’m very fortunate, and I have also learned to be grateful for life. At least now, I am suffering from injustice and will not really be wronged by Mo Bai.”

Yu Tingchuan stretched out his hand to hug her, rubbed her cheeks with his fingers, and sighed softly in his words: “Being able to think like this means that you are growing, and being able to endure grievances is a sign of maturity, even if it’s your husband. When it comes to problems like this, there are times when you are stretched out.”