Chapter 72 Seventy-two is coming
In the afternoon, Chen Yun was waiting for the first batch of buns to come out of the oven.
The fire had just been lit and she hadn't finished praising the buns to Zhao Xiaoqing when Chen Xingyue came crying to her mother.
She didn't know how she fell. There was a hole in her pants at the knee, and when she supported herself on the ground, her palms were crushed into the mud and sand. It looked quite scary at first glance.
To be honest, Chen Yun is sometimes not so meticulous in raising children.
She believes that children should be lively and cheerful, and it is okay if they get hurt occasionally.
But Chen Xingyue grew up in the city after all, and usually runs and jumps on the grass in the park. If there is a bruise or swelling, her parents have to carefully investigate whether it is an internal injury.
Seeing him fall like this, Chen Yun's heart tightened. She remained calm on the surface and checked first: "Where did you fall? Where does it hurt?"
Chen Xingyue cried even louder, and stretched her hands upwards to show her mother. She sobbed and was unable to speak. Her grandmother, who brought her with her, spoke on her behalf.
Judging from Chen Yun's experience in raising children, it seems that there are only external injuries.
She breathed a sigh of relief, hugged the child and comforted him: "Does it hurt? It's okay, baby, we will be fine after crying. Mommy will give you some candy, okay? You need to apply medicine after eating, otherwise this won't heal."
When Chen Xingyue heard about the medicine, she became even more sad.
They are having a wedding, it's not nice to keep crying here.
Chen Yun exchanged glances with her mother and walked home with her daughter in her arms.
Chen Xingyue leaned her head on her mother's shoulder, tears and snot all over her body. After a while, she recovered and said, "Mom, I want some candy."
It seems that she is really fine. Chen Yun couldn't help laughing and discussed with her first: "You need to disinfect this, it will hurt, can you bear it?"
Chen Xingyue couldn't help it, she shook her head like a rattle, with a sad expression: "Mom, I don't want it."
This was not her choice. Chen Yun did not reason with the child, but just kept sugar-coating her words.
Chen Xingyue was shocked and dazed. She put on a heroic posture and reached home with her hand outstretched: "Mom, hurry up."
Chen Yun first turned on the TV for her, then put a bag of potato chips next to her.
These methods could ensure Chen Xingyue's cooperation, but they could not stop the pain in her body, and her howling became more noticeable.
At this moment, Song Fenglin hurried in.
Chen Xingyue's tears, which were about to break, came back and she threw herself into her father's arms.
Chen Yun felt distressed and helpless, and shook her head slightly to indicate that it was nothing serious.
Song Fenglin felt relieved and coaxed his daughter to divert her attention.
But Chen Xingyue couldn't ignore the burning sensation in her hands. Finally, she got tired of crying and sat down to watch TV, sniffing her nose.
Chen Yun went to wring out the towel to wash her face, saying, "You should run slower when you play."
Chen Xingyue's eyes were swollen: "I am very slow."
Chen Yun: "Then it's slower than very slow."
Chen Xingyue had just been injured, and looked more obedient than usual, so she agreed obediently.
When children are obedient, parents feel distressed.
Chen Yun sat on the sofa with her daughter and said, "I'll look at the stars, you go and do your thing."
There is no child who doesn’t have bumps and bruises. Song Fenglin just feels uneasy because he doesn’t come back to take a look.
He said, "Okay, call me if you have anything."
Chen Yun hummed and sent a voice message to her father: "Dad, bring Yangyang home. I will watch the two of them together."
Chen Yongzhong is very much in tune with the trend and replied with a cute “OK” emoticon.
Ten minutes later, Chen Xinyang ran into the living room by himself.
Chen Yongzhong was afraid that asking another question would make his granddaughter cry, so he simply didn't even go in and shouted, "I'm leaving."
Chen Yun touched his son's little head and joked, "Your grandfather is Dayu."
Chen Xinyang, who was illiterate, corrected him seriously: "It's not raining."
Chen Yun pinched his face: "Little illiterate."
Chen Xinyang didn't understand this sentence, but he didn't have the time to think about it seriously. After all, his mind was completely attracted by the TV.
Chen Xingyue moved her butt to the right to make some room for her younger brother and generously shared potato chips with him.
Seeing this, Chen Yun took a photo and sent it to the family group: [Done]
Everyone replied. She threw her phone aside without looking at it carefully, leaned back, gradually felt drowsy, and her eyes slowly closed.
Chen Xingyue's mind became active after being quiet for a short while, and she wanted to take this opportunity to open another bag of snacks. ”
I didn't expect that I would be caught by my mother as soon as I made the move.
Chen Yun: "No more eating."
Chen Xingyue quickly retracted her hand and pretended nothing had happened.
She was probably also very confused, wondering why adults could always accurately detect that she was "doing bad things."
In fact, Chen Yunzhen was not pretending to sleep and staring, but she suddenly felt something for a moment.
Sometimes she felt that being a parent really did give her many superpowers, so she could yawn and then catch up on her sleep.
This half-asleep and half-wakeful state continued until the sun went down, and Chen Yun took the two children to eat.
She took a good position and started looking for Zhao Xiaoqing. She looked around but didn't see anyone, so she gathered her whole family together first. Even Chen Ying, who didn't want to face her relatives, showed up.
Chen Yun nudged her cousin with her elbow: "Didn't you say you couldn't come?"
Chen Ying pouted: "My mother insisted that I come."
She rolled her eyes: "In just 30 seconds, 108 people asked when to drink at my wedding."
The volume was neither loud nor soft, just enough for her mother to hear.
Aunt Chen: "Shouldn't I ask you? How many people in the village are still unmarried at this age?"
Chen Ying had rich experience in the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, so she turned a deaf ear to all this and just focused on entertaining the kids.
Chen Yun tried to smooth things over: "Things like fate are unpredictable, Second Aunt, please stop pushing her."
Aunt Chen: "Just wait at home for fate? Can it fall from the sky?"
Chen Yun: "The one that fell from the sky is Zhu Bajie, we can't take it."
By making jokes, I finally stopped my elders from saying anything that would spoil the fun.
Chen Ying quietly gave her cousin a thumbs up and returned the favor by taking on the task of feeding her niece.
She takes care of the older ones, and grandpa takes care of the younger ones.
Chen Yun was able to concentrate on eating while looking at her phone waiting for Zhao Xiaoqing to reply.
She felt a little strange in her heart, and poked Song Fenglin: "Maybe my eyesight is not good, can you look for Chen Xiyang?"
Song Fenglin's advantage is that he is tall and has a good vision. He looked around and concluded: "I didn't see it."
Where did the couple go? Chen Yun muttered a few words in her heart, but didn't take it too seriously.
It was not until bedtime that she remembered that there was a message that no one had replied to, and she wondered whether she should ask another question.
When Song Fenglin came in after working out, he saw her sitting on the bed thinking and asked, "Aren't you going to sleep yet?"
At this time, I guess everyone is asleep.
Chen Yun stopped worrying and put her phone aside: "Sleep!"
She covered herself with the quilt and lay down. Song Fenglin turned off the light and went to take a shower.
When he came out of the shower, his phone was full of unread messages, all from Chen Xiyang.
[I also know that she has no friends or relatives here and it’s hard]
[I have done everything I can]
[Elders are like that, it’s not directed at her]
…
Just by reading the first three sentences, Song Fenglin knew why without having to read the rest.
He was actually not very good at helping people deal with marital conflicts. He could only say some clichés like "girls should be more accommodating", thinking that if his wife was still awake, she might be able to help.
Maybe she heard his thoughts, but Chen Yun just got up to go to the bathroom.
When she came out, Song Fenglin said, "Xiyang had a quarrel with his wife."
Chen Yun didn't understand at first, so she hummed to show that she understood. After two seconds, she felt something was wrong and opened her eyes wide, "What did you say?
Song Fenglin repeated it again and showed her his phone.
Chen Yun read the chat records and said, "He said it nicely, but he still let Xiaoqing face so many strangers alone. Who says that elders have no ill intentions? Some people do it on purpose. He only paid lip service to his understanding, but he didn't take any substantial actions, and he moved me too much. Men are all bad."
Song Fenglin didn't dare to respond, after all, he was also a man.
But now that the matter is at this point, he asked, "What else can I say?"
Chen Yun had many experiences of mediation and backlash, so after thinking about it, she said, "You've already replied, so let's leave it like this for now."
Song Fenglin threw away a hot potato, quickly put his phone on the bedside, turned off the light and said, "Okay, go to sleep."
Chen Yun lay down again, but tossed and turned a little.
Song Fenglin noticed it and asked, "Can't sleep?"
Chen Yun felt that she had reflected on herself too many times recently, but she still wanted to say: "Others must have said bad things to you."
Song Fenglin admitted it very quickly: "Yes, but I really didn't take it seriously. I'm not the kind of kid who grows up well."
He had gone through so many ups and downs in the first half of his life, and all his biological parents had left him with were many blows. A few words of gossip were nothing at all.
The more relaxed his tone was, the more uncomfortable Chen Yun felt: "Then why don't you quarrel with me."
Song Fenglin chuckled: "You didn't say that."
Chen Yun: "If it weren't for me, these things wouldn't have happened."
Song Fenglin: "Then I'd rather have you."
Will life be like this? No.
Life is full of trivial and unpleasant things, which can easily overwhelm a person.
However, Song Fenglin still said: "I would rather have you."
Chen Yun didn't know how to respond.
She felt like she had exchanged a handful of soil for real gold and silver. She was happy at the same time, but she was also worried all day long.
The landmine that had been buried for many years finally ignited tonight.
Chen Yun couldn't stand this torment, but she made a burst of effort, then declined, and then suddenly made rapid progress.
With a click, the light in the room was turned on.
Song Fenglin subconsciously closed his eyes because of the sudden bright light, and his heart was pounding.
At this time, Chen Yun called his name.
Somehow, his heart sank rapidly.
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