Cen Zhengnian felt that he was deceived. All his pureness and abstinence seemed to collapse at this moment. It turned out that he was also a vulgar person.

His throat rolled and he moved his eyes upwards, landing on Chuxia's lips.

Because of the cold, her lips were a little pale. The fantasy that had just arisen turned into heartache at this moment. He hurriedly took the hanging towel and wiped the rain off her hair.

Chuxia was shivering with cold. She gritted her teeth and said, "I have to wash with hot water and change clothes."

At this time, Cen Huaian also came out from the inner room. When

Cen Zhengnian saw it was raining, he first picked him up from school, and then went to pick up Chuxia.

There was only one umbrella at home, so he could only do this.

Because he was in a hurry, in fact, his clothes were basically wet.

But his physical condition was better than Chuxia's, and men have a hotter body than women, so he didn't feel that cold.

There was no bathroom, but there was hot water on the coal stove. Cen Zhengnian didn't let Chuxia go out again. He went to get a basin of hot water and put it in the inner room, and pulled Cen Huaian out.

Cen Huaian and Chuxia had a deep relationship. He could see that his mother's face was not right. He looked up and asked Cen Zhengnian: "Is your mother sick?"

"Nothing." Cen Zhengnian touched his head and said: "Your mother got caught in the rain and is not feeling well. Don't disturb her."

The sound of water echoed in the inner room again and again. Cen Zhengnian tried to control himself from thinking about the scene in the room.

But people's thoughts obviously cannot be completely controlled, so his ears were red and hot.

In order to avoid having wild thoughts, Cen Zhengnian also hurriedly got a basin of hot water, took off his wet clothes outside, washed his body lightly, and changed into dry clothes.

Cen Huaian sat there with a frown on his face, looking worried.

This was how Chuxia saw him when she came out.

"Mom." Cen Huaian immediately stood up from the stool when he saw her, ran to her, hugged her waist, and asked her with his little face tilted up: "Mom, are you okay?"

Before Chuxia could say anything, Cen Zhengnian came over and put his big hand on her forehead. Warmth came from his palm, and she stared at his movements in a daze.

"It's a bit cold. You're still not wearing enough."

Cen Zhengnian's hand left Chuxia's forehead, and he held her hand and rubbed it. It was still so cold that it made people frown. He didn't say anything and took Chuxia's hand into the house: "You sit on the bed to warm up, I will cook today's meal. An'an, you stay here and watch your mother."

"Okay!" Cen Huaian immediately moved a stool and put it in front of the bed.

Chuxia looked at Cen Zhengnian with some doubt: "Can you cook?"

He hasn't even passed the test of buying vegetables, and it is obvious that he is not proficient in cooking.

Cen Zhengnian picked her up, put her on the bed, and squatted down to take off her shoes.

His movements were smooth and his actions were sudden but not reckless at all. He was careful when putting her down. Chuxia was surprised. It was too sudden.

Before she could react, Cen Zhengnian had already grasped her ankles gently and forcefully, and took off her shoes without allowing her to resist.

Seeing that he was going to continue, Chu Xia quickly said, "I'll do the rest myself."

She quickly lifted her legs to get on the bed and put her legs under the quilt.

Cen Zhengnian asked her to lie down, and he wrapped her in the quilt with only her head exposed, as if she was so fragile now. Chu Xia didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Actually, there's really no need."

"Don't move." Cen Zhengnian pressed the quilt, looking at Chu Xia with a heavy look in his eyes: "You don't want to get sick, do you?"

Chu Xia felt his eyes, and her heartstrings seemed to be plucked lightly, and her struggling movements stopped instantly.

Seeing that she was honest, Cen Zhengnian smiled again, touched her head and said, "Take a rest, I'll call you when the meal is ready."

When talking to Cen Zhengnian yesterday, Chuxia knew that he always ate in the cafeteria when he worked in the northwest, and it was she who taught him how to make dumplings and roll the dough last time. She was really worried about his cooking skills.

But with Cen Huaian, the responsible little bodyguard watching her, she couldn't do anything. Even if she moved, he would immediately stand up and pat the quilt and say, "Mom, don't move, or you will get sick."

Chuxia lay down. Forget it, no matter what it turned out like, as long as it was edible.

Maybe it was because the quilt was too warm, or maybe it was because the sound of Cen Huaian reading next to her was too hypnotic, Chuxia felt sleepy.

"Chuxia, Chuxia..."

Cen Zhengnian's voice seemed to come from far away, but Chuxia, who was not asleep to begin with, woke up immediately.

What she saw was Cen Zhengnian's worried eyes. He frowned slightly and put his hand on her forehead, trying to see if she had a fever.

Chuxia stared at Cen Zhengnian's face, and her heart suddenly felt like it was soaked in warm water, hot and warm.

"Wake up." Cen Zhengnian saw her open her eyes and met her eyes. Her figure was reflected in his eyes, and his eyes curved: "Then get up and eat."

To be honest, Cen Zhengnian's cooking skills were not very good. He could only cook the rice well. The dish was also boiled cabbage in plain water, with a few drops of oil on it pitifully.

But it was not too salty and was barely edible.

Although Cen Huaian had become picky because of Chu Xia, he still remembered how it felt to be hungry. Even if the food didn't taste good, he would fill his stomach first.

It was just that it didn't taste as good when he ate it, and his face was full of bitterness and hatred.

The only thing that Cen Zhengnian cooked well was porridge, which was a bit thick because there was too much rice, but it tasted much better than vegetables.

Therefore, the family of three drank porridge the most.

Cen Zhengnian went to wash the pots and dishes. Cen Huaian whispered to Chuxia, "Mom, when you get better, don't let Dad cook anymore."

Chuxia raised her hand and patted his head, "Your dad will be sad if you say that."

Cen Huaian had a knotted face. After a long while, he said seriously, "But the food Dad cooks is really not delicious."

Chuxia smiled and pinched his face, "It's because it's not delicious that we have to cook more. Only in this way can our cooking skills improve. We should give your dad more opportunities to practice."

Cen Huaian widened his eyes and looked at Chuxia for a while. He realized that she was serious. He wrinkled his little face, said "Oh", and said reluctantly, "Okay then."

Before going to bed, Chuxia instructed Cen Zhengnian to boil a pot of ginger sugar water in a clay pot. The whole family drank it before going to bed.

At the Luo family, however, the situation was not very good at this time, because the younger brother Luo had just lost his partner and his job, and the whole family was worried.

"Mom, it must be my second sister. She has become a different person now, and she hates our family to death. She must be jealous of me, so she let my second brother-in-law make me like this!"

Luo Chuming gritted his teeth, with hatred in his eyes.

Before, he had a bright future, a good partner that others envied, and his two sisters were married well. One of them gave him convenience in the factory, and the other could give him money. He lived a very proud life.

But in just a short period of time, his second sister became ruthless, and he is now worse than a second-rate guy on the street.

"No, it's impossible." Wang Yulan murmured, shaking her head continuously, with a haggard face as if she had been hit hard.

"Your father has done a favor to your second sister's husband's family. It's impossible for them to repay kindness with hatred."

"What favor?" Luo Chuming pulled the corner of his mouth, with a look of sarcasm: "If there was a favor, when we went to find my second sister and brother-in-law, would they treat us like that?"

Wang Yulan suddenly felt regretful. She had asked the second daughter for too much money before.

But Chuxia was also stupid. She didn't tell him that she didn't have money. She would give it to him as soon as she asked for it. She thought she always had a lot of money.

Wang Yulan didn't care about Chuxia. At that time, as long as she could get the money, she didn't care about anything else.

But it's too late to regret now. Chuxia is no longer the same Chuxia as before.

"No." Wang Yulan still had a hard mouth. She felt in her heart that as long as she didn't admit it, the second daughter would still be the one who only cared about her as her mother.

But the younger son's problem had to be solved. He couldn't just stay at home and not work. Otherwise, the older son and his wife would definitely not agree, and the family would still be in trouble.

The daughter-in-law had been in a bad mood many times because of the division of the house, and now Wang Yulan had a headache when she saw her.

But the factory was not hiring now. Wang Yulan, who was hiring, also knew the ability of her younger son. He only graduated from junior high school, and she forced him to go to junior high school. If it weren't for the relationship, he would not have been able to pass the exam.

After thinking for a long time in her mind, Wang Yulan pushed Luo Dafu beside her, and her eyebrows seemed to be filled with worries: "The head of the family..."

She sighed deeply, looking particularly pitiful.

Luo Dafu was the type who didn't worry about anything at home. Unless Wang Yulan used such a weak method to make him do something, he would lie on the sofa after work, either watching TV or listening to the radio.

Now that there is no TV at home, he can only listen to the radio.

As soon as Wang Yulan made this expression, Luo Dafu's heart softened immediately, and his brows wrinkled into the shape of a "川" character: "Don't worry about Chu Ming, children and grandchildren have their own blessings."

Wang Yulan's tears fell, and she patted Luo Dafu's shoulder gently with a handkerchief: "He is our son, how can I not worry about him."

Luo Dafu hurried to coax his wife, but he was also not good at speaking, and kept saying the same thing over and over again: "Don't cry, I will do whatever you say."

Wang Yulan was waiting for him to say this. She wiped her tears and smiled with tears: "Boss, go call Zhengnian's father and ask him to do us one last favor. As long as he can arrange a job for Chu Ming, we promise not to bother him again in the future."

Luo Dafu frowned, not really wanting to say this.

He was the one who saved Mr. Cen's father. He was very proud of being the lifesaver of a high-ranking official.

Later, he listened to his daughter-in-law and used this favor to exchange for a long-term in-law relationship. He felt that he was not proud enough.

Now he had to ask for help again. He didn't want to bow his head.

Wang Yulan could see what her husband was thinking, so she began to persuade him in a soft voice: "He originally owed you a life. If you hadn't saved him back then, he wouldn't be as successful as he is now. Let's go find Zhengnian. Zhengnian doesn't even have a good face to you, but you are his father-in-law and his father's savior. He is so ungrateful. Shouldn't you talk to the leader? Then you can mention the difficulties of our family. The troops are under his charge, so he can arrange for Chu Ming."

Luo Dafu suddenly remembered the anger he suffered from Cen Zhengnian and Chu Xia, and the fire in his heart was burning so fiercely that smoke came out of his head.

He slammed the table and stood up: "You're right! I have to call the old leader. His son can't treat me, his savior, like that!"

Mrs. Luo had been secretly eavesdropping on the conversation between her mother-in-law and father-in-law in the house. After listening to it, anger suddenly came out in her eyes. She turned around and saw her husband lying on the bed without caring about anything. She walked over and kicked him.

"Look at your mother, how partial to your brother. She has to find connections when she doesn't have a job. Why doesn't she find connections to get one when we didn't get a house?"

Brother Luo covered his head with a quilt: "My mother found one, so what can I do if my brother-in-law's family doesn't help?"

"I'm so unlucky to marry you. You don't care, but I do!"

Sister Luo pushed the door open and went out: "Mom, you can't just care about your brother's work. Dad has to talk to people about the house allocation for our family..."

Soon the Luo family quarreled again, but Father Cen also received a call from Luo Dafu.

The next day, Chuxia touched her forehead and was relieved that she was not sick.

Chuxia went to work without knowing that Cen Zhengnian received a call from Father Cen.

"Zhengnian, your father-in-law called me."

Father Cen called the office of the director of the third textile factory, not the canteen. After all, Father Cen didn't know the canteen's phone number.

The director deliberately left the office, leaving enough private space for Cen Zhengnian so that he could talk to Father Cen with confidence.

"Dad, I told you about this."

In fact, Cen Zhengnian didn't do much to make the Luo family unlucky now. He just found some trouble for the Luo family. At that time, he found that it was not only him who took action against the Luo family, so he just watched and watched the situation change.

Sure enough, Luo Chuming got into trouble soon.

This was the hatred that the Luo family had brought upon themselves. If they do too much evil, they will eventually perish.

When he said he wanted to vent his anger for Chuxia and An'an, he also told Father Cen in advance.

After hearing this, Father Cen was very angry about what the Luo family did, and told Cen Zhengnian to handle it himself.

He knew his son's limits and would not kill everyone, but would only teach the Luo family a lesson.

Who knew that Luo Dafu would come to him again.

"Zhengnian, I can't help you with this."

The Luo family's desire could no longer be opened. Father Cen has been repaying Luo Dafu for saving his life.

It was he who arranged for Luo Dafu's demobilization. Otherwise, with Luo Dafu's offending personality, he would have been sent back to his hometown without any demobilization benefits.

Luo Dafu was in the textile factory, and he also asked his comrades to take care of him. Later, for this favor, he forced his son to marry his daughter.

He paid back what he could, and the favor ended with the marriage between the two families.

Cen Zhengnian certainly knew what his father meant, and it was not that easy to give him a job. Luo Chuming had no ability and knowledge, so it was difficult to arrange him anywhere.

Cen's father could not use his connections repeatedly. He was not without someone watching him in that position. Cen Zhengnian relied on himself for his work.

"Dad, leave this to me. If he calls you again, don't answer. Ask the guard to tell him to come to me." Father

Cen frowned: "Zhengnian..."

Cen Zhengnian's eyes fell on the yellowing leaves outside the window, and he said with a cold voice: "I know my limits."

Father Cen was relieved and didn't care about the matter anymore.

The scene of Father Cen educating his son that Luo Dafu had been thinking about did not happen. On the contrary, he was so angry that he almost had a stroke while disciplining his son and daughter-in-law at home.

Fortunately, the youngest son brought good news.

"Mom! You don't have to ask Dad to find Cen Zhengnian. I have a better job!"

After Luo Dafu was told by Father Cen's guard to find Cen Zhengnian if he had something to do, he was unhappy at home and was unwilling to find a younger person to help.

Cen Zhengnian would not take the initiative to come over, so the matter was at a stalemate. It was useless for Wang Yulan to sigh at home every day.

Luo Chuming couldn't stay at home and ran out all day. No one knew what he was doing. When he came back today, he shouted happily to Wang Yulan with a proud look on his face.

"What good job?"

Wang Yulan asked immediately, and the worry on her face disappeared a little, looking at Luo Chuming with expectation.

Luo Chuming didn't say anything. He let Wang Yulan take a look at his pocket first. There was a bunch of knots in it: "Mom, look at this, isn't it much better than working in the factory!"

Wang Yulan was surprised at first, then happy, and finally scared: "Chuming, you won't do anything illegal, will you?"

Luo Chuming waved his hands: "Mom, I'm that kind of person. Dad, you know Shengge, the bus fleet at the bus station belongs to him, and now I work for him. I just followed the bus for a recent job these two days, and I earned this!"

Wang Yulan's face was filled with anger when she heard it. The blood color disappeared in an instant: "No, no, it's too dangerous to work in transportation. It's like licking blood on the edge of a knife. You can't do it even if you make money!"

Luo Chuming has been obsessed with money. He is not a person who follows the rules. He said directly: "I won't go to other provinces. Brother Sheng said that they are familiar with the nearby transportation routes. Besides, I am just a car presser. Nothing will happen."

Chuxia returned home from work and found that there was an extra small bed in the house. Cen Zhengnian was squatting in the inner room, with his shirt sleeves casually rolled up to his elbows, holding a hammer to set up the bed.

"When did you build the bed?"

Chuxia walked over and touched the bed board and both sides. They were all coated with a layer of varnish, very smooth, and there would be no burrs to hurt the child's skin.

Cen Zhengnian wiped the sweat off his face with his elbow and said, "A few days ago."

That was the day Chuxia said the house was small. He had already started looking for a bed at that time.

Cen Zhengnian had also been looking for a house, but couldn't find a suitable one, and it wasn't safe enough.

Although the family compound was small, it was close to the textile factory. The entire family compound was inhabited by employees, and there was a public security bureau not far away, so there was no need to worry about public security issues.

He did find a few large bungalows, but they all needed major renovations. They were not too close to the textile factory, and there were all kinds of people living nearby. He gave up after taking a look.

Cen Zhengnian is still looking, but it's difficult to find one that's suitable in every way, and he can't rush.

He won't speak up until he finds one, so as not to give Chuxia hope and then disappointment.

Cen Zhengnian used a hammer to fix the back of the bed, stood up and shook the bed. When he was sure that it would not move, he turned around and looked at Chuxia with a smile: "Okay."

Because he had done the work, Cen Zhengnian's shirt sleeves were still rolled up, revealing his strong and powerful arms. At this moment, he was tough in his literary style, elegant in his uprightness, with a complex temperament, and very attractive.

Chuxia felt the aggressiveness of his body. She restrained her eyes from falling on Cen Zhengnian's arms, but looked at the bed.

"Would An An be willing to sleep here alone at night?"

Cen Zhengnian paused, then slowly put down his sleeves and said: "Whether he is willing or not, he has to get used to it."

It is very normal to sleep in separate beds when you grow up. Cen Zhengnian also slept alone when he was young.

Now Cen Huaian is five years old, and he is old enough to sleep alone.

When Cen Huaian came back from preschool, he learned from his parents that he would sleep alone tonight.

He was not noisy or scared at all as Chu Xia thought. He was even looking forward to it.

"Mom, should I sleep here alone, and you and Dad sleep in that bed?"

"Yes." Chu Xia nodded: "Will you be scared?"

Cen Huaian shook his head: "No. I'm still in the same room with you two, why should I be scared?"

In the past, he was not afraid when his mother didn't hold him in her arms to sleep.

Chu Xia wanted to comfort Cen Huaian, but found that her words were completely useless. After watching an episode of TV series at night, he washed up and went to bed obediently, and covered himself with a quilt.

Today he won't be sharing a bed with his mother, so his mother's legs probably won't press on him anymore.

With this thought in mind, he fell into a deep sleep before Cen Zhengnian finished telling him the bedtime story.

Chuxia couldn't believe it: "He just slept like this?"

Cen Zhengnian smiled and nodded: "Yeah."

Chuxia: "Our An'an is indeed different from other children."

Cen Zhengnian also thinks so. Of course, every parent thinks their child is unique.

Chuxia finished washing up and lay on the bed, looking at Cen Huaian in the crib opposite. He was more well-behaved when he was asleep, and his long eyelashes fell on his cheeks, making people want to touch him.

"What are you looking at?"

Suddenly, a tall and hot body lay down next to her, and a sense of aggression that she could not ignore came from the side.

Chuxia: !!!

She forgot that without Cen Huaian blocking them in the middle, she and Cen Zhengnian would have to sleep in the same bed side by side!

Chu Xia felt so confused that she couldn't think at all. She could even hear her heart beating so fast.

"No... nothing."

Chu Xia turned over, with her back to Cen Zhengnian, her body tense as a string. She wasn't ready to sleep yet!

"Chu Xia, sleep peacefully."

Cen Zhengnian's strong and powerful arms came from behind. She felt a heat wrapping around her from behind, making her face hot and her body limp.

"I..."

Chu Xia tried desperately to find an excuse in her heart. They were husband and wife, and she couldn't keep rejecting Cen Zhengnian. It was unreasonable, and Cen Zhengnian would also be suspicious.

He held her hand, and his voice was still gentle and tempting: "Don't be nervous."

"I'm not nervous."

Chuxia suddenly turned around and grabbed Cen Zhengnian's hand: "Zhengnian..."

She bit her lip, closed her eyes and quickly spoke: "Not today, I don't want to get pregnant again."

Cen Zhengnian was stunned and understood what Chuxia meant.

He knew more than Chuxia. There were indeed no birth control products at home, and Chuxia's body was not well taken care of. She couldn't get pregnant again, otherwise it would cause greater damage to her body.

Cen Zhengnian reached out and patted Chuxia's shoulder gently, with a soothing meaning: "I didn't think it through, go to sleep."

Chuxia wanted to shake off Cen Zhengnian's arm. It was uncomfortable to sleep like this.

But Cen Zhengnian held her very tightly, and she didn't struggle in the end. She felt quite warm, and her hands and feet were not so cold anymore.