Chapter 507

"We..." Xu Zhenyi pondered, slowly wiped away the tears of early September, "we are different from them."

At a glance, I can see that the little woman is thinking again.

Xu Zhenyi sighed helplessly in his heart, but his hand held the face of early September more gently: "what are you worried about?"

"I..." at the beginning of September, I don't know what to say.

After a long time, she wiped her tears and withdrew from Xu Zhenyi's arms: "I'm not worried about anything. Go back to the hospital. I'm going to see the child."

After this series of things, my heart was a little tired in early September. Now what she wants to do most is to be with her two children.

It seems that the place where she has children is her destination.

When she came to the hospital in early September, little lime was sitting on the bed with a children's cartoon, accompanied by her brother Xu Xiaoxuan.

When she came in September, little lime left her book and opened her arms to her: "Mom, you've come to see me at last. Hold me!"

"Lime..." at the moment of seeing her daughter, she burst into tears in early September.

She pushed Xu Zhenyi away, took a walk and took two steps to the bedside. She caught little lime and held her firmly in her arms

Mother's embrace is very warm, little lime is held in the moment, it is quiet.

When the person holding her cried enough, he timidly advised: "Mom, don't cry, lime is OK, lime doesn't hurt."

As soon as she woke up, she heard that her mother was worried about her. Little lime thought that when she saw her mother, she would not cry, so that her mother would not worry about her.

But she didn't cry yet. Mother cried first, which made little lime want to cry.

"Mom, if you cry again, my sister will cry too, and I will cry too!" Xu Xiaoxuan put his head on the side of the body in early September.

Xu Zhenyi came over, picked up Xu Xiaoxuan, and gently held the shoulder of early September, "September, you and your children are crying, I can't help it, you let a big man cry, right?"

Hearing these words, I was amused in early September when I had already put away my tears.

She turned her head, her red eyes make complaints about her, and she could not help but Tucao, "Xu Zhenyi, how old are you?"

"When I see you and your children crying, I have to accompany you. Otherwise, how can I be a good father and husband?" Xu Zhenyi reached out to wipe away the tears hanging on his cheek in early September. "If you don't want to see me cry, you are not allowed to cry."

In early September, I bit my lip and looked at Xu Zhenyi for a long time.

Looking at this handsome man, I suddenly wonder what he looks like when he cries.

See early September Chu ran stare at oneself immobile, Xu Zhenyi slightly picked next eyebrow, seem to see through her mind like asked a sentence: "you don't really want to see me cry?"

"A little bit." In early September, holding a smile, he squeezed these two words out of his pink lips, "would you like to show us a crying play?"

Xu Zhenyi turned black in an instant.

Xu Xiaoxuan was held by him in his arms. He was closest to him. Seeing his father's face suddenly darkened, he was startled and busy trying to escape him.

"Mom, I don't want to be held by my father. His expression is so terrible that he seems to hit people."

Xu Xiaoxuan grabbed the clothes of early September and stretched out half of his body forward. "Mom, help me quickly."

His son's uneasiness attracted Xu Zhenyi's attention.

He raised his hand and patted his son on the ass: "don't move!"

Xu Xiaoxuan suddenly had a bitter face: "Mom..."

Little lime hugged her neck in early September and looked at her brother with a smile: "Mom, my brother is going to cry."

"Poof..." looking at her husband and son with a black face and a bitter melon face, she couldn't help laughing.

Because of this smile, Xu Zhenyi's face improved in an instant.

He put Xu Xiaoxuan on the bed and took out the same things from his pocket.

One is hung around the neck of little lime, and the other is hung in early September.

"What is this?" In early September, he looked down at the two centimeter wide and three centimeter long purse on his neck and asked, "how do you look earthy? There's your name on it... "

The small purse is yellow and tied with a red rope. It looks like something like Ping'an Fu, but it doesn't look like it.

"Amulet." Xu Zhenyi gave a short answer.

Seeing his eyes wide open in early September, his expression sank down.

Then he explained, "this is the amulet I gave to you and lime. I went to the temple to ask for it while you were away. Master Kaiguang, I heard it's very smart. You've been plagued by bad luck recently. Take this as a precaution."

With that, maybe even Xu Zhenyi himself felt really rustic, and his brows were wrinkled into pimples.

Early September deeply looked at him, lowered his head, continue to carefully look at the amulet.

In fact, her heart is moved, understand Xu Zhenyi worried about his mood.

But there's one thing she really doesn't understand

"I don't mind the amulet, but... Why do you have your name on it? Shouldn't there be some incantations on the amulet? It seems that the name of this person is a little nondescript when embroidered. "

For the question of early September, Xu Zhenyi was a little embarrassed at the beginning.

When her eyes touched her curious eyes, she coughed and said, "because I am your patron saint now. With this, I can protect you all my life."

Hearing this explanation, I was speechless in early September.

She blinked, looked at the amulet and then at Xu Zhenyi.

After a long time, I was puzzled and asked, "why didn't I know you were so superstitious?"

Xu Zhenyi was asked about this sentence.

He is the successor of Xu's family. He covers the sky with one hand in a city, and even has a reputation in the world. If people know that he is superstitious in these things, he will laugh.

"This is not recently, you have encountered too many unfortunate facts..." in the middle of the speech, Xu Zhenyi changed his words and solemnly explained, "this is not superstition, you can wear it well, in short, I am the patron saint of you and lime."

"What about me?" Forgotten on one side, Xu Xiaoxuan, who has been silent for a long time, can't help interrupting.

He looked up with a strong puzzled look on his childish face.

He really didn't understand why his father had prepared amulets for his mother and sister, but didn't give them to him.

Originally, I didn't want to ask, but my mind was particularly unbalanced.

After struggling for a long time, Xu Xiaoxuan decided to ask: "Dad, where's my amulet?"

"You didn't." Xu Zhenyi glanced at his son, and his tone sounded a little cold.

"Why?" Xu Xiaoxuan wronged Duqi mouth, "why don't I? Am I not your son? "

That's disgusting. Dad's too partial.

Even if you are good to your mother and sister, you can't be so bad to him, can you?

Such a big difference, let Xu Xiaoxuan feel a cool breeze from the heart.

Was he... Abandoned?

Touching his son's little hurt eyes, early September comforted him: "today, my mother is in charge of Xiaoxuan. Let Xiaoxuan think of a way to punish her father."

With the support of early September, Xu Xiaoxuan finally showed a smile on his face.