MTL - Good Luck in the Year of the Pig-Chapter 12 big pig trotters

"Woooooo dad...woooooooo..."

"Cub! What's wrong with you? Tell dad!" Lu Ying was flustered, he couldn't remember when his son cried last time, because their son cried too little, even the most at a loss of babies cry very little. After eating, getting dressed, and washing clean, he got up on his own after wrestling. He snorted twice when his head was broken and bleeding. Children were afraid of injections and he was fearless. Lu Ying knew very well that it wasn't because his son was brave and strong and didn't fear anything, but because he was tolerant and had low pain.

No one dares to believe it when she says it out. Lu Cuizai is six years old and has never been ill. For three years in kindergarten, he was the only full-time child in the school. Every now and then, parents and teachers ask him to teach him how to raise their children to be in good health. How can he speak of experience. Because it's like appearance, it's just like that.

At this moment, hearing the child cry, Lu Ying is most afraid of 'is the child injured? ’, with deep regret and self-blame pouring out of his chest. The cub is still a child, why did he leave the child at home alone!

"Honey, wipe your tears and talk to Dad. Are you hurt?" Lu Ying hurriedly tore off her hat and got up to leave the noisy crowd.

"Woo daddy my hands are bubbling, it hurts woo woo...why don't you come back, I don't want you to go to work, I want dad to accompany me woo woo... I don't want to be alone wow at home..."

"Cub..."

"Woooooo I don't want to be at home alone...I want my dad to accompany me wow..."

Lu Ying held up her mobile phone and walked back, tears pouring out uncontrollably, he wiped and tried to calm himself.

"Be good, daddy, come back now, tell me slowly, why are there bubbles on your hands?"

"Woooo I don't know, I just kept jigsaws woohoo... Then I used the warm baby woo..."

"I was burned by a warm baby?" Lu Ying asked with a heart.

"But the warm baby is not hot at all..."

"Dad understands, please don't move, don't touch the injured place, wait for me to come back."

Lu Ying hurriedly found a colleague and said, "I'm sorry."

"You go back quickly, the child is important. Remember to call the supervisor and make it clear."

I briefly explained the situation to Director Li when I was riding a bicycle and waiting for the red light on the road, and then went home with all my heart.

When he reached the downstairs of the community, he put down the car and rushed up the stairs. The speed of running was not slower than taking the elevator. As soon as his figure reached the entrance of the corridor, he heard a happy cry with a crying voice: "dad!"

Lu Zizai opened the door at some point, and waited early at the door of the house, waiting for his father who said he was going home soon.

He knew Dad would never break his word.

"Cub..." Lu Ying caught his son who was pounced, and took his hand carefully: "I look at your hand, did you burst the bubble?"

Lu Zizai shrank his hands and choked against his red and swollen eyes: "That bubble is so big, I thought it would disappear when it was punctured... It hurts more after it burst... It wasn't like this at first. It hurts...it's all my fault for missing my dad so much...My dad is not at home and it hurts so much ┭┮﹏┭┮"

He hugged Lu Ying's neck tightly and cried, Lu Ying was sad and funny: "Cry if it hurts, let me see."

"Look, look, my hands don't look good at all..."

Lu Ying frowned and stared at her son's little hand, a large piece of red hot, the most serious is that the hot bubble was burst, the skin was wrinkled, the red, yellow and yellow was really terrible, he Encouraged: "Don't be afraid, Dad will take you to the hospital to rub the medicine now, and it will be fine in two days."

"Woohoo! I won't cry when Dad comes back."

"In the future, when Dad is away, don't use electrical appliances indiscriminately. Although the warm baby is small, it is also very dangerous."

"Yeah, but it's suddenly cold when I'm at home alone today, I want to warm my hands, it's all because Nuanbao is so naughty today, woohoo, I think it's deliberately bullying me..."

"..." Lu Ying was suspicious, why is his son more squeamish than him? It must be someone who is genetically pampered.

Still being hugged by her son, Lu Ying simply carried him into the house, took the crime medical insurance card, ID card, etc., and then went to the nearest tertiary hospital.

There is a community hospital next door to the community, but the reputation is very general. He vaguely heard that the scald of the warm baby is a low temperature scald, which is more difficult to deal with than the high temperature.

The tertiary hospital is not far away. I took my son to take the subway at the gate of the community, and it took three stops to get to Tongji, register, buy cases, line up, etc.

Lu Zaizai, who has only been vaccinated in the community and has never been in a big hospital, has long stopped crying, because there are so many crying babies and big babies here, there are so many people, buzzing in their ears Ringing, not quiet for half a second. Lu Zizai looked around in a daze, huddled in his father's arms in fear and nervousness, and was repulsed in his heart, humming, wanting to go home.

Lu Ying took her son to wait, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Seeing that the doctor was about to leave work at noon, she immediately regretted it. If she knew this situation, she might as well go to the community hospital.

"Go, go inside with dad and ask." Waiting for the call in the hall, I don't know when to wait, Lu Ying entered the corridor, there were two patients waiting in line outside the doctor's office, a nurse from After coming out, Lu Ying immediately asked: "Nurse, I want to ask how many numbers can I call in the morning? My son's hand is scalded and I am anxious to deal with it. Can I get in in the morning? Why don't you see if there is a way to deal with this temporarily? Bubble? Or tell me what medicine to rub, you see it's running water now, what should I do?"

After being grabbed by Lu Ying's wrist, Lu Zizai remembered his poor hand again, and suddenly felt wronged and wanted to cry, his mouth was so tight that he could hang an oil bottle.

The nurse was slightly startled when she saw this, and gently held up Lu Zizai's fat hand: "Oh, what happened, it's so hot, you should have said it earlier, is the warm baby hot? You? This is a very troublesome low-temperature scald. How can I puncture it randomly, and I am not afraid of bacterial infection, it is true to be a father! "

Lu Ying bowed her head in shame.

The nurse pulled Lu Zaizai to the front of the ward, "Director Zhang, this child is scalded, can you take a look first? I'm sorry ma'am, you see this child is young, can you accommodate first? What?" She asked the last female patient in front of the door embarrassedly.

The lady who seemed to have an extraordinary temperament directly moved away: "Go in, it doesn't matter if I'm slightly injured." After speaking, the woman turned her head and looked in the direction of Lu Ying.

Lu Ying was originally focused on her son, but now she suddenly raised her head and couldn't help but be stunned.

“…Mrs. Qin.”

Mrs. Qin smiled slightly: "Lu Ying, long time no see."

"...Yes." Lu Ying laughed dryly.

Mrs. Qin sighed quietly, she did not expect to meet Lu Ying again in Qixia Town.

"Dad, I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm going home, I don't want to see the doctor uuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Lu Zaizai suddenly broke away from the nurse and threw himself into Lu Ying's arms to cry.

Lu Ying anxiously reassured him: "Dad, daddy is with you, you are a man, don't be afraid of such a small injury. The doctor will give you medicine and you will be healed soon, daddy never lied to you ." He carried the child in, the doctor's words were the same as the nurse's, even more terrible than what the nurse said, rubbing medicine is indispensable, and if it is serious, surgery is required, which frightened Lu Ying for a moment. On the contrary, the emotional Lu Zizai slowly calmed down, sniffing his nose with swollen eyes.

When the doctor cleaned the wound, Lu Zizai couldn't help but howl again, the voice and energy made Lu Ying's scalp numb.

Undoubtedly, he is lucky in these years, a child who does not get sick can save parents much suffering. Other parents say that it is difficult for children to take care of them, and it is even more difficult to go to the hospital when they are sick. The physical exhaustion and the psychological pressure are constantly devastated. No matter how naughty and lively children are, they are either listless or crying and acting like a spoiled child when they are sick, and they are different from usual.

Seeing Lu Zizai's tears pouring out as if they don't want money, Lu Ying has nothing to do, neither comfort nor reprimand.

"When you go back, be careful not to touch the wound, let alone get wet. Rub the medicine for two days to see the recovery. If the recovery is not good, the rotten skin on this will have to be surgically treated. , go to the automatic machine outside to pay and then go to the first floor to pick up the medicine."

"Thank you doctor!"

Lu Ying didn't worry about her son's ability to recover, she took a breath and walked out of the doctor's office, only to realize that Mrs. Qin was still at the door. Thinking that someone had given up a place, Lu Ying said, "Thank you Mrs. Qin."

"Yes, the child is important. I just cooked a little bit of burns. This is... your son? How old is he?" like look. That's not her style.

"Well." Lu Ying sighed, and touched his son's head with a low eyebrow: "Cub, thank grandma."

There were still tears on Lu Zizai's fat face, and he whispered, "Thank you, grandma."

Mrs. Qin was slightly surprised: "Did I see you last time? In Dr. Hu's clinic." She didn't want to pay more attention to the child at that time, but she didn't expect it to be Lu Ying's son. It's the third time I've seen it, it's really... fate.

"Grandma, that's my godfather's house." Lu Zizai replied in a bad mood.

This child... Even if it is Lu Ying's son, she still can't hate it.

It's so nice to be fat.

"What a coincidence." Mrs. Qin smiled gently, leaned down and looked at Lu Zizai's hand: "Does your hand still hurt?"

"It hurts... woo..." Lu Zizai was still aggrieved, he had never felt so much pain when he grew up.

Lu Ying was speechless, injured a little, the fat boy immediately turned into a squeamish little princess, really drunk.

Don't even look at who the coquettish object is, hum!

"Oh, look at your tears, be good, be good, don't cry. Grandma gave you a small gift, I hope you get better soon." Mrs. Qin took the small box that she had been holding Putting it in Lu Zizai's palm, this is the only thing she can give out right now.

Lu Zaixi really stopped crying, and looked at the box curiously with a tear: "What is this?"

The box is small, but very delicate, it is not a bargain at first sight.

Lu Ying hesitated.

"A cute little pig is a greeting gift from grandma."

"Little pig! I like piggy the most! Thank you milk...Dad, can I have it?" Lu Zaizai braked in time with a tearful smile, eagerly consulting his father's opinion. Dad said that anything an adult sends must be received with his consent.

As if afraid of Lu Ying's rejection, Mrs. Qin hurriedly explained: "It's not a very expensive thing, the souvenir that the bank gave me for free, I also put it on hold. I happened to meet you and your son, such a treat , you let the child accept it."

After a while, she added: "Your son is very cute." She was even envious.

Mrs. Qin thought that Lu Ying would not accept it easily, but Lu Ying nodded readily: "take it. Thank you grandma."

"Thank you Grandma!"

"It's so good." Mrs. Qin smiled kindly, looking at her chubby and wanting to touch his face.

"Cub, say goodbye to grandma, dad is going home to make lunch."

"Mmmm, bye grandma!"

"Mrs. Qin, goodbye."

"Bye...bye."

Lu Ying took her son out.

It took a long time for Mrs. Qin to withdraw her gaze. Today, when she met Lu Ying and talked to Lu Ying, she felt a lot lighter. No matter what, the past is like smoke and should not be obsessed with. The Lu Ying in front of her was just an ignorant teenager who was ignorant of the world. She was completely a child. Every time she saw her, her face was naive and unscrupulous.

She thought she was a coquettish **** full of vanity.

The result is that I think too much.

When I got home, there was a jade pig with round beads and jade in the opened box, and there was a bank logo on the bottom of the box. The fineness of the jadeite is more transparent than the jade bracelet bought for fifty or sixty thousand on the wrist of the supervisor, and the shape is cute and beautiful.

Lu Ying directly put the emerald pig on her son.

At night, he rarely dreamed of a long time ago.

They lie in the glass house where they can see the stars as soon as they look up. The white carpet under them is soft and warm. Flowers blooming quietly outside the house, summer insects sing in a low voice, and the silver light of the galaxy in the night sky shines brightly and shines brightly.

Someone whispered in his ear.

Like you.

Just like you.

You look good and I like it.

I like it if you are ugly.

You are the flower…

You are human, you are a fairy, you like it.

You are a little pig, I still like it.

Always like it.

…

Hehe.

Big hooves!