"Zhuangzhuangzhuangzhuang, it's okay, mom is fine."

Xiaoguo wanted Zhuangzhuang to let her go, but Zhuangzhuang misunderstood and thought that Xiaoguo was very uncomfortable and was saying it was okay to comfort himself, so he pulled Xiaoguo even harder.

Xiaoguo said, Zhuangzhuang, please let me go, I won’t beat you on the head anymore in the future.

Xiaoguo was pulled up by Zhuangzhuang and sat down on the stool.

"Thank you, son..."

Xiaoguo looked at Zhuangzhuang with a smile, expressing his "gratitude" to him.

After hearing this, Zhuangzhuang smiled shyly and said, "It's nothing."

Well, it's encouraging...

Xiaoguo opened and closed her mouth but didn't utter a word. It wasn't that she didn't want to say it. No one could know why her legs were numb for so long.

Zhuangzhuang saw that Xiaoguo didn't say anything, and looked at her with flashing eyes, as if he had something to say to her.

Xiao Guo looked at Zhuang Zhuang curiously, who had glanced at her five times, "Zhuang Zhuang, what's wrong?"

Zhuangzhuang took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Xiaoguo.

Xiaoguo took it and unfolded it, and a handsome man's face appeared on the paper.

Xiaoguo didn't recognize who it was at first glance, but she thought he was quite handsome, just like an actor.

I wanted to ask Zhuangzhuang who this was, but when I looked up, I saw Zhuangzhuang looking at Xiaoguo excitedly, "Mom, is this Dad?"

Zhuangzhuang hesitated for a while before saying the word "Dad". It was too unfamiliar to him.

Xiaoguo was stunned. Is this Jiang Danhe?

Then she lowered her head and looked carefully at the person in the painting. It seemed like, this eye? Xiaoguo looked up at Zhuangzhuang, it seemed...

Xiaoguo has always thought that Zhuangzhuang is similar to her, but now it seems that he is more like Jiang Shanhe.

"Mom, is it really Dad?"

Zhuangzhuang proved it once again.

Xiaoguo wasn't too sure, after all, she really couldn't remember what Jiang Shanhe looked like.

"Did your uncle give this to you?"

Finally, Xiao Guo hesitated for a moment, but decided to ask about the origin of the painting.

"My uncle gave it to me. He said it was brought to me by an old woman."

Xiaoguo listened to Zhuangzhuang's description and thought, was it given by the old woman? Or the matchmaker?

If it was a matchmaker who came with Jiang Shanhe's self-portrait to propose marriage on his behalf, that is possible.

Xiaoguo checked the wornness of the paper. The white rice paper had turned yellow and it looked very old. It was hard to say for sure whether it was the self-portrait of the matchmaker.

Zhuangzhuang looked at Xiaoguo's expression and guessed that this was really his father.

He carefully took the self-portrait from Xiaoguo's hand and ran back into the house.

This time Zhuangzhuang ran into the room where they were sleeping. Curious about what he was going to do, Xiaoguo kicked her feet until the numbness was gone, then got up and walked into the house.

He held the closed door with his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally did not go into the house. Instead, he pushed it open a crack and looked inside.

I saw Zhuangzhuang in front of the mirror. He was holding a portrait in one hand and pinching his own face with the other. The two similar faces were compared in the mirror, and he was smiling as he looked at them.

She seemed to be very satisfied with her own face and that person's face.

Xiaoguo closed the door gently and went to the kitchen to cook so as not to disturb Zhuangzhuang. Since there was no way to find a father for him, let him compare himself with the portrait, which would also allow him to get along with a father.

Xiao Guo went to the kitchen to prepare lunch with an inexplicable feeling in her heart. When the meal was ready, Zhuang Zhuang had not come out yet, so Xiao Guo put down her chopsticks, walked to the door, opened a crack and looked inside.

For half a day, Zhuangzhuang was still sitting in front of the mirror, looking at it and gesturing at the portrait.

Xiaoguo closed the door, raised his hand and put it down, then raised his hand again, thump thump thump.

"Zhuangzhuang, come out and eat."

"Oh! Come right away!"

Xiaoguo was surprised when she heard the obviously energetic voice. Could it be that Jiang Shanhe's self-portrait has such magical power?

Xiaoguo returned to the table, scooped out the noodles and put them on the table.

Zhuangzhuang came out with an unstoppable smile on his face, his cheekbones almost flying off, Xiaoguo thought with discontent.

"Mom, today's meal is so delicious!"

Zhuangzhuang had just taken a bite of noodles when he praised it, his facial muscles exaggerated, and he successfully made Xiaoguo laugh.

"Okay, let's eat!"

Xiaoguo picked up a piece of meat and put it in Zhuangzhuang's bowl.

It is really easy for Zhuangzhuang to eat. He will eat whatever you give him. He is not picky at all and is very easy to raise.

In the evening, Xiaoguo went to take a bath first, and then washed Zhuangzhuang after he came out.

After I put him into the bed, I dried his hair before letting him lie down. I used two towels to finally dry his hair.

Before going to bed, Zhuangzhuang ran to look in the mirror again. After taking a serious look at his face, he smiled with satisfaction.

He lay back on the bed and pestered Xiaoguo to tell him a story. Xiaoguo thought about it and told him a short story about maternal love.

Seeing Zhuangzhuang listening very seriously, Xiaoguo felt very happy.

Yes, it seems that I will have to tell Zhuangzhuang more stories about maternal love in the future to consolidate my position as a mother.

Poor Xiao Zhuangzhuang was sleeping and had no idea of ​​Xiao Guo's plan. He just lay there sweetly and slept soundly, forcing a smile from time to time.

Xiaoguo started laughing as he watched. This little fool is quite cute, if you don’t look at the saliva at the corners of his mouth.

The next day, a miserable woman's scream was suddenly heard in the village. Xiaoguo was awakened and his first reaction was to see if Zhuangzhuang was scared.

Sure enough, Zhuangzhuang was also frightened. Xiaoguo quickly hugged Zhuangzhuang tightly and patted his back gently. After he fell asleep again, Xiaoguo let go and listened carefully to the sounds outside.

After a while, Xiaoguo lay down again because he didn't hear any sound. If Zhuangzhuang hadn't been scared too, Xiaoguo would have thought he was having hysterics.

She continued to lie down and fell asleep next to Zhuangzhuang. She didn't sleep well yesterday, so she had to have a good sleep this morning.

I don’t know if it’s because of the cold weather, but Xiaoguo has been less and less willing to get out of the quilt recently. Or maybe it’s too warm inside the quilt.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already bright outside and the sun was really shining on my butt.

Xiaoguo stood up and looked at Zhuangzhuang. Sure enough, Zhuangzhuang was not awake either. Now she was either eating or sleeping with Zhuangzhuang.

Zhuangzhuang has obviously gained weight, on his cheeks and belly. His arms and legs are also much stronger than before, and he seems to have grown taller.

My current body seems to be the same as my original body. As long as I want to grow flesh, the flesh will obediently grow to the places where it should grow.

After coming here, I eat well, drink well and feel good, so I have gained a lot of weight. My waist is fine, and all the weight has grown on two certain parts of my body. My figure is becoming more straight and rounder.

Xiaoguo is quite helpless about this. As long as flesh grows, it will grow wherever it wants and there is nothing he can do about it.

When Xiaoguo was in college, he was under a lot of pressure from exams, so he relied on eating to relieve stress. He gained a lot of weight during that time. When he went out and passed by the gate of the community, he ran into some old ladies who were enjoying the cool air.

When Xiaoguo passed by, they were silent. As soon as Xiaoguo left, they started chattering about Xiaoguo.

Xiaoguo had heard it once, and it happened that all ten sentences were about her own tu.

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