Rong Rong smiled, "Dad, mom, I'm sorry."

Ying Lan's eyes were red, "I'm very sad."

Rong Rong's fingertips placed on her knees gathered, and he restrained the smile on his lips and whispered, "I'm sorry."

"I should say I'm sorry, it's my father and I."

Rong Rong suddenly raised her head and looked at her mother.

Ying Lan held back her tears, "I'm sorry, your father and I think we are good for you and Jian Yi. It turns out that my Rongrong is so sad. What I feel even more sad is that my son always feels bad. He is just pretending that it doesn't matter, but I don't notice it at all."

Rong Rong shook his head, and he walked over to carry his mother Ying Lan. He leaned his head on his mother's shoulder, "No, no. You and Dad are the best parents in the world."

Although my parents were very busy when I was a child, I didn’t have much time to spend with him. But every time I had time, my parents would accompany him at home. My father would hold him, raise him high, and pick him up horizontally, so that he could rush out like a plane.

In spring, the magnolia flowers bloom, and my father would hold him and pick the magnolias on the trees in the yard. If he couldn't pick them, my father would raise him and let him ride on his neck, and his hands would easily reach the white magnolias that he could never reach before. The first time he had a concept of the fragrance of flowers was the one he picked himself when he was a child. It was rich and fragrant.

Once, he was trying to go out on a rainy day. His mother said that the weather was cold and he was prone to getting sick when he went out on a rainy day, so he didn't let him go out. His father whispered to him and asked him to come over with his little raincoat and rain boots. While his mother was not paying attention, he took him out to play. He didn't walk far away, but was in a park near the community. He took him to step on the puddle and went to the park to find frogs and snails hiding under the leaves. He smelled the wet leaves, the clear rain, and the scent of lotus flowers that were almost indescribable.

He and his father came back dirty when they played with each other. Mom would be angry with his father and scold him, but never talk about him. He would lead him upstairs, apply a nice fragrance to him, clean his face and body. After taking a shower, his body was fragrant, and it smelled the same as his mother who had no perfume.

He is blind and is not particularly sensitive to what he sees. However, his nose will remember the scent of the lotus he and his father went to the yard to pick flowers, diving in the park, the fragrance of the lotus that he smelled in the rain, and the smell of his mother who came back from playing.

After his parents found that his sense of smell was more sensitive than ordinary people and liked to smell various fragrances, the whole family would play scent games with him whenever he had time. At that time, his brother would blindfold him, and his mother would go to the yard to pick flowers in advance and put them in a vase. He wanted to ask him to try to guess the name of the flower based on the fragrance. Every time he said the right thing, his father would score him at the side. He answered a 100-point score, and the score accumulated to one hundred, and all the flowers in the vase belonged to him.

Sometimes it is not a flower, sometimes it is a leaf. The worst answer is the leaves, the best answer is fruit. The prize is still correct. The flowers, leaves, and fruits are all the flowers, flowers, leaves, and fruits.

He rarely gets the wrong answer, and he always wins all the rewards every time. After he grows up, he realizes that he was too young at that time, and it is unlikely that he will get the right answer every time. It should be that his parents and brother have let him go. They cultivated his confidence in smell in terms of smell in their way, and also made him curious and interested in this fragrant world.

Rong Weishan took a tissue and wiped his wife's tears. His own eyes were also red.

Ying Lan took the tissue from her husband's hand, wiped the tears on her face slightly, raised her hand and touched Rong Rong's head, "Oh, look at me. It's obviously me, the mother, who comforted you, but she asked you to comfort me. We don't cry, we don't cry anymore, ah."

Rong Rong buried her face on her mother's shoulders and said in a low voice: "Didn't cry."

Ying Lan coaxed him, "Okay, I didn't cry, I didn't cry."

Rong Zheng walked out of the kitchen at this time. Rong Weishan looked up and gave his eldest son a wink, meaning that he would help coax the big and small in the living room.

Rong Zheng sat down on the short sofa and did not bother both his mother and Rong Rong. The person who tied the bell must also untie the knot between Rong Rong and his parents. Only the parents and him can untie it.

Next, Rong Weishan and Ying Lan did not ask Rong Rong to move back to live.

When the couple left, Rong Rong was red-eyed and helped to clean up the insulated food box on the dining table, put it in a bag for her mother. When Ying Lan went out, Rong Rong couldn't bear to let go and hugged her mother.

Ying Lan's eyes almost turned red again. She blinked the water vapor in her eyes and said with a smile: "Okay, okay. Just walk a few steps across the street and you will be able to see us. When the winter vacation is over, come back to see us more."

Rong Rong nodded, "Yes."

Rong Zheng opened the door, and Ying Lan reminded Rong Zheng: "Xiao Zheng, you will stay here for the past two days to take good care of your brother. Are there no clothes you have changed here? I'll ask Aunt Wu to bring it to you?"

Rong Rong's heart beats slightly. Is it because my mother asked me to spend the past two days on weekends?

Rong Zheng replied: "I'll go back to get it later."

Ying Lan nodded, "Okay."

Rong Weishan and Ying Lan left.

Rong Zheng closed the door. He went to hang the apron that he had placed on the back of the chair on the hook outside the refrigerator. After both of them had eaten breakfast, he naturally no longer had to make breakfast and no longer had to use the apron.

Rong Rong walked over and hugged Rong Zheng's waist from behind, "Brother, thank you."

Rong Zheng glanced at him, "What do you thank?"

Rong Rong's face gently rubbed his brother's back, "Thank you for letting me tell my parents what I think."

He had always thought that if he said his true thoughts, he would hurt his parents, disappoint his parents, and make everyone unhappy. But it seemed that this was not the case. He told his parents what he thoughts, but his parents did not blame him or were not disappointed with him. After saying everything, his relationship with him and his parents became closer. He also let him know that his parents loved and cared about him more than he expected.

"Don't thank me. You took this step by yourself."

Rong Rong was slightly stunned.

For a moment, he smiled, "Yes."

Rong Rong raised her face, "Brother, do you really have to go back to get the clothes you have changed later?"

Rong Zheng nodded, "This way, if you want to stay here in the future, it will be more convenient."

He doesn't have a piece of clothing for changing here, which is not very convenient.

Rong Rong blinked, "From the future, stay overnight? It's more convenient? My master doesn't seem to agree?"

Rong Zheng turned around and looked down at him, "Not welcome?"

"Yeah. Unless...unless, brother, you kiss me."

Rong Rong bent her lips and pointed her index finger on her lips.

Suddenly, Rong Rong's body soared into the air. He exclaimed, thinking that he would be carried up by his brother just like before, but his brother just held it on the dining table.

Rong Rong became a little nervous inexplicably, "Brother... um."

Rong Zheng approached and kissed the bright red lips in front of him.

There was a milky smell in his little fox's mouth, which turned into a milky smell. Rong Rong closed his eyes and responded carefully to Rong Zheng's kiss. He was afraid that he would bit his brother's lips again by accident and did not dare to exert too much force. His brother seemed to notice his hesitation, and he gently guided him, rubbed his lips to deepen the kiss between the two.

Rong Weishan and Ying Lan returned home and accidentally met Jian Zhuozhou, Ruan Yuman and Jian Yi at the door.

Rong Weishan quickly stopped the car, and he and his wife Ying Lan got out of the car.

The driver drove the car to the garage. Rong Weishan and Ying Lan and his wife walked to Jian Zhuozhou, Ruan Yuman and Jian Yi and the other two. Rong Weishan said, "Mr. Jian, Mrs. Jian, Xiao Yi, why are you here? The weather is so cold, don't stand at the door, hurry up, come in."

Taxis were not allowed to come in in the villa area, and the three of them walked in from the entrance of the community. Jian Zhuozhou's fingers, carrying the gift box bag, were a little frozen, but his smile was as gentle as ever. He explained: "We have just arrived."

Ruan Yuman also spoke softly: "I'm sorry, I'm here uninvited, I hope I didn't disturb you."

Turning his head, he said softly to Jian Yi: "Xiaoyi, call me."

Jian Yi turned red with his face, and the words "Dad, Mom" ​​were stuck in his throat and could not shout it, so he had to say, "Hello, uncle, aunt."

Jian Zhuozhou turned his head and said, "Didn't we all agree at home? When you see Mr. Rong and Mrs. Rong, you have to call me..."

Ying Lan entered the password, unlocked the door, and interrupted Jian Zhuozhou's words with a warm voice, "It is inevitable that children are not used to it for a while. Don't say it at the door, let's talk about it first when you enter the house."

Hey three people into the house.

Aunt Wu heard the sound of talking at the entrance and came out from inside. When she saw Jian Zhuozhou, Ruan Yuman and Jian Yi, she was stunned and went to get slippers for the three of them.

Jian Zhuozhou and Ruan Yuman were invited into the house.

Ying Lan told Aunt Wu to make a pot of hot tea, and asked Jian Yi what he wanted to drink and whether he wanted to drink hot cocoa.

Jian Yi looked cramped, "I can do it. Thank you, thank you... Mom." Because he was really not used to shouting, Jian Yi's face turned red after he finished shouting.

Jian Zhuozhou and Ruan Yuman’s hearts are a bit complicated.

On the one hand, they were pleased with their son's sensibility. Xiaoyi remembered what they taught at home, and on the other hand, they felt a little disappointed. In the future, their son would no longer belong to them only, and even, it is very likely that they would return Xiaoyi to the Rong family soon.

Ying Lan was stunned at first, then, her eyes turned slightly red. She looked at Rong Weishan and Ruan Yuman and said with a smile, and said sincerely: "You have taught your children very well."

Ruan Yuman: "You have been too awarded. So are you and Mr. Rong. You taught Xiaorong very well."

Jian Yi was so embarrassed that he locked out a medieval castle as he listened to his parents' awkward conversation. He looked around and wondered why they had been sitting here for so long that they had neither Rongrong nor Rong Zheng.

Haven't gotten up yet?

Jian Yi took advantage of his parents not paying attention to him, and he hesitated and sent Rongrong a message-

"Sos!!! Jianghu is in urgent need of emergency!!! Are you getting up??? I'm with my parents at your house! Do you want to come down? It's so embarrassing for me to sit here alone!!!o(╥﹏╥)o."

Aunt Wu brought a pot of hot tea, then went to the kitchen and soaked a cup of hot cocoa.

Rong Weishan poured the hot tea for Jian Zhuozhou and Ruan Yuman, and the couple hurriedly thanked him.

"Mr. Jian, Mrs. Jian, you are here this time..."

Jian Zhuozhou gave Rong Weishan the gift box he had been holding in his hand when he entered the door. Ying Lan and his wife handed it over, "That's right. We were in the group yesterday... and saw Xiaorong rushing into the fire to save people. Xiaoyi said that he went to the hospital with his classmates yesterday to see Xiaorong. The child had a hoarse voice and had no external injuries. However, Yuman and I were still not relieved and were always worried. Today, we came uninvited, just to see the child. This is the supplement I bought for the child. I don't know, so it's inconvenient."

"It's good to come, what gifts should I bring?"

Out of etiquette, Rong Weishan still took over the gift box that Jian Zhuozhou handed over.

Ying Lan looked embarrassed.

Ruan Yuman sensitively noticed the changes in the expressions of Rong Weishan and Ying Lan and her husband. She asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Is Xiaorong's physical condition not very good?"

Ying Lan quickly comforted him: "No, Rongrong is fine. We only visited him in the morning, don't worry."

Jian Zhuozhou and Ruan Yuman showed a confused look. They only went to see Xiaorong in the morning? Where can I go to see it? Is the child not at home now?

Ying Lan and Rong Weishan looked at each other, and finally, Rong Weishan sighed and explained: "The child is not living at home now, so he has moved out. To be honest, we only learned that the child had such a big thing last night. Yesterday it was his brother who picked him up. The two children are very capable. Such a big thing can be hidden from us..."

Ying Lan touched Rong Weishan's arm, "What are you talking about this to do?"

"I'm not... I'm angry when I think of such a big thing as their brothers, I dare to hide it from us."

Rong Weishan muttered in a low voice, changed into a relaxed tone, and said to Jian Zhuozhou, Ruan Yuman and his wife: "Xiao Lan and I went to see him in the morning, it's okay. Their voice sounded much better than last night. Now his brother is taking care of him in the apartment, and he is in good spirits."

Jian Zhuozhou and Ruan Yuman heard that the child was fine and were not injured, so they naturally breathed a sigh of relief. They just didn't understand Rong Weishan's words, Rong Rong is not living at home now and moved out.

Jian Zhuozhou asked the couple about their common doubts for their wife Ruan Yuman: "Have you moved out? It means that the child is not living here now?"

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To be continued...