Bai Lu sang songs before and often sang at school. The teacher praised her for her good voice, but no matter how good her voice is or she likes dancing, she will never be able to become a singer or a dancer. It is not practical to make a living by music.

Bai Lu's mother directly rejected her daughter's interest. Bai Lu understood all this. When she chose a major, she resolutely gave up her hobbies.

Jun Ye has never heard her sing. No, maybe she has heard it on stage performances at any school, but it is well known that Jun Ye doesn’t like to watch performances. He has mentioned before that Jun Ye has allergies to this and he has to go to bed when he hears it.

Now, the voice of Sister Bai Lu's audi sings has a pure and natural simplicity, like a piece of jade that does not need to be decorated, round and beautiful. Jun Ye stood at the door, and his feet could not move.

Sister Bai Lu sang a song, and the folk songs he sang were almost never heard of.

Jun Ye and Xiao Baozi were both fascinated by the sound.

Little Baozi's little eyes were blinking: My mother had never sang before, so why did she sing for Baozi today? In the past, Baozi didn't know that his mother had the talent for singing and had a beautiful singing voice, like the yellow oriole in fairy tales.

Sister Bai Lu felt guilty to her son for the first time tonight. In the past, her son always kept it first in her heart. Tonight, she suddenly forgot her son and only cared about other people, although those people were as precious to her as relatives.

The singing was halfway through, and the sound was a little high. Tonight, Sister Bai Lu was so busy that she had never even drank her saliva, and her throat was hoarse.

Sister Bai Lu shyly put away her singing voice, touched her son's head and apologized: "Mom doesn't sing well."

Little bun patted his hands: Mom sang well.

Sister Bai Lu knew that her son was flattering her, and she smiled but didn't say anything. She pulled her head to the quilt and said, "I'll let your father come and see you, mom go outside to wash her face, and then come back to sleep with you."

Jun Ye was panicked when Sister Bai Lu got up and walked towards the door. He hurriedly took a few steps back and pretended to have just walked over from the kitchen.

Bai Lu opened the door and saw Jun Ye coming, not noticed something strange, and said, "Look at Zhengzheng, I'll take a shower and put away my clothes."

Jun Ye’s answer was very soft.

Sister Bai Lu brushed past him and walked forward.

Jun Ye adjusted his breathing before entering his son's small room. He sat down beside the bed, helped him get up, and fed him water.

The little bun took a sip and spit out: "It's cold."

Just now, I was listening to Sister Bai Lu's singing outside the door. Jun Ye turned into a lump of wood and was reluctant to destroy the singing fairy. At the same time, he hung the sugar and salt water he wanted to drink for his son until it was cold.

Jun Ye was ashamed that this should not have been done by his meticulous Jun Ye, and said to his son: "Dad, let's heat you up."

"No need." Xiao Baozi generously held the cup in his father's hand, drank it sipped, and explained, "It's not very cold, but the water my father used to make me hotter than this cup."

Jun Ye always cares about precision in his work. The temperature of the water can control the scale just right, and it will not go up or down. His son inherited his excellent genes and his tongue is extremely sensitive. He can know that the temperature of the father's water flushing is that scale, and he can clearly see the fluctuation at all.

Xiao Baozi also knew that with Jun Ye’s father’s personality, if there was a mistake, it would definitely lead to unusual ups and downs in his emotions.

"Dad, what happened tonight? Grandpa and grandma didn't say it, but Xixi eavesdropped on them and said to me, don't listen." Xiao Baozi didn't dare to say that he eavesdropped on him and confessed to Xiao Xixi.

Jun Ye slapped his son's hand on his head: "If you have time, I'll make your mother laugh."

"Mom is in a bad mood." Xiao Baozi understood. But Xiao Baozi remembered that didn't my mother make up with her father later.

Jun Ye couldn't describe his son in such a complicated matter, even if they were involved in it, they didn't know how to untie the hemp rope, and the children couldn't understand it.

After breathing out, Jun Ye asked his son to lie down and sleep, covering his stomach to prevent him from catching a cold or having diarrhea.

"Dad, I can sleep between you and mom tonight." Xiao Baozi said, intending to rely on the benefits of the last time due to illness.

Jun Ye didn’t know his son’s little calculations and hummed: “Sleep well and sleep well. Dad doesn’t let you sleep in the big bed because you should be independent when you grow up. Moreover, sleeping for three people is the worst air for you.”

Xiao Baozi listened to his father's education in disappointment, pulled up the quilt and covered it under his chin. Mr. Jun's father is here, so he can't sleep if he wants to cover his head.

When Bai Lu was about to take a shower, she heard the doorbell ringing. It turned out that she knew that the couple had returned, so Shen Jiayin dared to bring Luo Luo to visit her.

Opening the door for the neighbor, Shen Jiayin brought Lolo in and said, "I heard that Zhengzheng is sick? How about it?"

Luo Luo held his mother's hand with his little hand and wanted to run to see the sick Baozi brother.

Mr. Yao stood behind the mother and son, and saw that his son was anxious and his parents didn't want his parents when he had a bun.

Bai Lu said: "It's okay. Mr. Lu saw it and said there is no problem. Maybe the food that Zhengzheng could not digest. He only got tired of the stomach once. But he might have to drink porridge first in the next two days."

Shen Jiayin felt at ease when she heard her say this, hugged her son who was about to run forward: "Lolo, didn't you hear it? Brother Zhengzheng is going to sleep and rest, so he can't disturb him. It's time for you to go to bed."

"I'll just take a look." Lolo was still worried.

A few adults: Embarrassing.

What's wrong with this kid!

Xiao Luoluo thought that Brother Baozi seemed to be too honest and would be often plotted against.

Master Yao could see through his son's belly at a glance. With a squeak, he hugged his son from Shen Jiayin and patted his butt: "Will you not be embarrassed to go home? Brother Zhengzheng is taken care of by his parents? Is it your turn to worry about it?"

Mr. Yao's tone is quite ashamed of your son, you are not ashamed, I am even ashamed.

If Xiao Baozi knew that he had been looked down upon by Xiao Luoluo's crybag, he would have been angry if he was not sick.

In this way, Master Yao and his family of three only walked around at the door of Sister Bai Lu's house and returned home.

Bai Lu closed the door, turned around and smiled, and walked to the bathroom. Her son had a good brother in the future and would not be as lonely as her. She was a mom and was happier than anyone else.

Jun Ye turned a deaf ear to the news that Yao's family came, picked up a fairy tale book and recited Pipi's story to his son.

Little buns have eyelids fighting while listening.

When Bai Lu's sister came to take over, Xiao Baozi fell asleep.

Jun Ye carried the desk lamp for their mother and son, then walked out and pulled it to the door. On the way to the study, he was thinking about the song she sang, how beautiful it was, although he couldn't understand the lyrics.

He didn't know how many faces she had hidden from him. He only knew that every new discovery made him feel vaguely sour somewhere in his heart.

When I arrived at the study room, I turned on the computer. Now I am used to using the computer to handle things. After all, sending text messages or making phone calls is not appropriate, and I can't explain clearly or have a wrong expression. I can only write a long article and then write a long text to make every place look irrelevant, and then send it to the person who is not in the capital.

In the south, the season is summer and autumn, and it is hotter than in the north.

Zhou Yu left the capital and settled in her hometown with Wen Shixuan. It is not so easy for people from the north to adapt to the southern climate. After living there for so many years, she has seen the humidity in the south. For example, whenever the climate is wrong, her skin will have herpes.

In the south, she didn't know many people, and Wen Shixuan didn't have any special friends. At first, it was difficult to get a doctor in the hospital. Until her business gradually began, she did not have any connections like Jun Ye in the north. In the south, she could still find a good doctor, and she didn't need to register and go directly to the doctor's friend's house to see a doctor.

Wen Shixuan went to the local Painted Cake Filling Hunger Restaurant to help his daughter Manman patrol the business. Zhou Yu took his son Chenchen with him and came to a friend's house alone.

The female professor named Yu is not a skin expert, but is both a doctor and is in the south. She knows how to treat this common disease. As usual, she prescribed two bottles of commonly used medicine for Zhou Yu and took it directly from her hospital pharmacy.

Wen Chen and his mother went to Professor Yu's house once or twice. They regarded the kind and lovely Professor Yu as their relative and asked, "Where is Brother Chun?"

Professor Yu's husband's surname is Wu and his son is Wu Zhengchun. He is nine years older than Wen Chen. Usually Wen Chen comes to Yu's house and often plays with this elder brother, so he is concerned about it.

Hearing Wen Chen’s question, Professor Yu smiled and shrewd: “You Brother Chun is reviewing your homework in the room.”

Zhou Yu remembered it: "He is going to take the college entrance examination next year?"

"Yes, if it weren't for the college entrance examination, I'll let him come out and play with Chenchen."

Zhou Yu took out his cell phone and saw that it was a letter from the email address.

"Are you very busy?" Professor Yu poured her a cup of tea, "Don't work too hard, you are at this age now."

Zhou Yu is old. As her son starts to go to elementary school, and in a few years, she and Wen Shixuan will be in their seventies or eighties. Thinking about it, they are very scary. Having children when they are old is troublesome.

Zhou Yu grabbed the teacup and responded blindly: "I don't know if I can hold on with his father until he gets married and has children."

"Why can't it? People nowadays live to eighty or ninety, and there are many people who are a hundred years old. As long as you pay attention to taking good care of your body, you really don't work too hard."

Zhou Yu nodded, but looked down at the email.

The email was sent by Jun Ye, and it was sent last night, but she was sleeping at that time, so she didn't pay attention. When she opened it, she saw that it was not surprising that Jun Ye came to her, but it was probably because of a legal issue that asked her to do it.

"What?" Professor Yu looked at her with a strange expression.

"Are you going on a business trip to Beijing for an academic conference next week?" Zhou Yu raised her head and said.

"yes."

“Have you booked the air ticket?”

"Are you going to the capital, too?"

"Maybe I have to go there." Zhou Yu said, "Take my son back to get to know his relatives."

Wen Chen was only a few years old when he left the capital. She has been so many years, but she has never dared to return to Beijing because of some concerns. Now that Jun Ye has sent an invitation letter, it is an opportunity no matter how you say it is.

Hearing that he was going to the north, Wen Chen pinched his nose: "The mist there. Brother Chun said that he would get lung cancer."

Professor Yu was embarrassed: "Don't listen to your brother Chun's nonsense. Even big people dare to live there, but they don't have this disease."

Zhou Yu induces his son: "Do you still remember Nannan and Xixi?"

"Remember." Wen Chen nodded, "Have they changed?"

These three children may have changed the most, but her son. Wen Chen is introverted and gradually becomes a little cheerful. It is said that Manman's two little demons still do their own things and cause trouble everywhere. Zhou Yu has a headache for Manman.

"You may be the oldest brother when you get there." Zhou Yu told his son.

Wen Chen thought for a while: "Is it my mother and I the only one to go?"

"We are going to work and meet relatives. Your father has a job here and may not be able to leave." Zhou Yu knew that Jun Ye would never accept Wen Shixuan's. Jun Ye saved her husband's life back then, which was equivalent to doing everything he should have done.

Wen Chen heard her words without thinking: "I won't go, I will stay here to accompany my dad. Anyway, I'm going to school. Brother Chun said that he shouldn't be too playful when he was a child, and he should think more about studying. When he has the ability in the future, he can play whatever he wants. If he doesn't work hard for a young age, he will only be sad."

My son's words were correct, Zhou Yu nodded: "Okay, stay here with your father."

After discussing this with Professor Yu, I booked a flight to Beijing together.

Zhou Yu only told Wen Shixuan when she went home that she was going on a business trip. She didn't dare to say that she was going to the capital, for fear that Wen Shixuan would miss Manman because of this. Wen Shixuan knew that she often went on business trips and didn't care.
To be continued...