Zhan Jiyu's expression was not very natural, his eyes were dodging, and he grunted for a long time before he said, "I went out to play with Yang Yang that day, and at the door of a nightclub, someone got drunk and insisted that Yang Yang accompany him, and then I started fighting with that person."

Ding Xiaowei felt that he was lying.

Yang Yang is the little boy who is good with Zhan Jiyu. When Ding Xiaowei thinks that the two of them are playing near the nightclub at night, he feels something is wrong.

Ding Xiaowei snorted, "It's not that simple, are you lying to me?"

Zhan Jiyu blushed, "No... it was that person who bullied Yang Yang first."

Ding Xiaowei still didn't believe it. He always felt that there was something hidden, and he refused to tell him, but no matter how he asked, the child's mouth was so strict that he insisted that he was talking about it, and he refused to say too much no matter how he asked.

In the end, Ding Xiaowei became angry and handled Xiao Zhan's hospitalization, so he went home first.

If it is really an ordinary jealous thing, Ding Xiaowei is too lazy to care about him. No man has ever fought with others because of jealousy in his life, and his life is not complete. He has not made any major problems with others, so he will just teach him a lesson.

After Ding Xiaowei returned home, he had a lot of things to do. The first thing he did was to rent another house in their residential building.

There are only two bedrooms in his house, so Rong Jia has no place to sleep. Ding Xiaowei rented a house with the same structure as theirs, one for Rong Jia to live in, and the other for others to rent.

When Ding Xiaowei and Rong Hua discussed how to live, they felt a little sorry for Rong Jia. Unexpectedly, Rong Jia was so happy. He could not mention how comfortable he could not live with his parents.

Then I clean up my home, throw away what should I do, move what should I do, and prepare to welcome the new hostess.

When I was cleaning up the room, I accidentally packed up a few sets of clothes that Zhou Jinxing had worn.

He grabbed the clothes and looked at them for a long time, and then leaned closer to his nose and smelled it, and the smell had been stuffed in the closet for a long time.

Ding Xiaowei frowned and planned to throw away the clothes. But then he thought again, the clothes were all good and he was wearing them well. They were all bought with real money, and it was a pity to throw them away.

But keeping his stuff is awful to watch.

Ding Xiaowei hesitated for a long time, and finally pressed his clothes to the bottom of the wardrobe, and his eyes were gone.

Two days later, Rong Hua came back with his two children.

When Ding Xiaowei went to the train station to pick them up, he was shocked and didn't expect that they had so much luggage.

Rong Hua had a big bag hanging on his shoulder and things on his hands, which were probably all specialties. Rong Jia also carried two bags and was very tired.

Ding Xiaowei felt very guilty for a moment.

He ran back without hesitation, which made Rong Hua, a woman, take so many things and look at her two children. She didn't know how hard it would be along the way.

Ding Xiaowei kept expressing guilt to her, but Rong Hua just smiled and didn't blame him. He also happily told him that Rong Jia was looking at Lingling on the road, looking more and more like a brother.

Ding Xiaowei was moved and sighed, feeling that he was very blessed and really met a good wife.

Ding Xiaowei first sent the mother and son back to their own house, and asked them to take a day off first, then pack up their things, and wait for the next few days to finish work and move together on weekends.

After Ding Xiaowei went back to work, he brought a large bag of wedding candy and divided it in the office, so that everyone in the company knew that he was married.

My colleagues were very happy for him. Ding Xiaowei just laughed as he listened to those jokes.

After work, he packed something and went to the hospital.

Before he could enter Zhan Jiyu's ward, he heard a depressed cry coming from inside.

He heard Zhan Jiyu's cold voice, "Don't cry, I did it anyway, it has nothing to do with you."

The voice continued to sob, "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry for you..."

Ding Xiaowei recognized it as Yang Yang's voice.

Zhan Jiyu sighed, "Don't say this anymore, it's all like this... Will you still do that in the future?"

Yang Yang was stunned for a moment, continued to cry, and didn't say anything.

Zhan Jiyu Leng said: "Your family doesn't lack food or clothing. You have to be so bad at yourself. I've misread you. You go and think we don't know each other in the future."

Yang Yang suddenly cried loudly, "Xiaoyu, don't drive me away, I, I really like you."

Zhan Jiyu suddenly shouted loudly: "I don't want you to like that. If you like me, you shouldn't be with others. I am just like this, and I can't tolerate sand in my eyes, so go."

Yang Yang cried for a while, and footsteps came from the ward.

Ding Xiaowei nervously retreated and hid at the corner.

He watched Yang Yang leave, and then he pretended to be nothing.

At this time, Zhan Jiuyu was the only one in the ward. He said why did the two of them dare to speak so loudly?

Ding Xiaowei probably figured it out. It must be Yang Yang and Xiao Zhan, but there was someone outside. It was probably someone who could spend money on him. Xiao Zhan couldn't help but told him that the man bullying Yang Yang was actually a cuckold.

As a man and a man who has had similar experiences, Ding Xiaowei can fully understand him.

He planned to pretend that he didn't know. When the child's health was healed, the injured little heart would be almost healed. Two months later, he would be a living dragon.

As a child, what can I do if I lose a relationship?

When Ding Xiaowei entered with the hot chicken soup, he saw Xiao Zhan sitting on the bed, twisting his neck and looking out the window.

The sunset was falling on his body and face, and it put a layer of golden color on his fair neck. It looked particularly beautiful and heartbreaking.

Hearing the movement, Zhan Jiyu turned his head.

His face had a lot of swelling, but his expression looked particularly dark, and he was not angry at all in his eyes.

Ding Xiaowei felt uncomfortable, so he smiled and said to him, "Xiao Zhan, Uncle Ding came to see you and gave you chicken soup, which was still hot."

When Zhan Jiyu saw it was him, she immediately laughed, "Thank you, Uncle Ding, it's better for you to treat me."

Ding Xiaowei walked over and grabbed his chin and jaw, and looked at his face in all directions, "Well, it's pretty good, it's not distorted."

Xiao Zhan touched his face and grinned his teeth in pain, "That's right, God is a pity for the girls in our school. If I break my appearance, they will be sad."

Ding Xiaowei sat next to him, opened the insulated lunch box for him, "Eat, while it's hot."

Zhan Jiyu was not polite either. He held the insulated lunch box and drank two sips of the soup first, then raised his face and smiled at Ding Xiaowei.

Ding Xiaowei also smiled at him.

Zhan Jiyu was full and asked, "Uncle Ding, how about you getting married?"

"Okay, what's wrong with it?"

Zhan Jiyu looked a little sad, "Just be happy... That, Uncle Ding, if you divorce again..."

Ding Xiaowei said "tsk" and said, "How do you say it? I don't want to get divorced again."

Zhan Jiyu said embarrassedly: "I mean, if so, I, I, I'm still waiting for you."

Ding Xiaowei rubbed his head, "You should walk forward and don't wait for me. Uncle Ding never wants to divorce again. My wife is very good. I want to live with her for the rest of my life."

Zhan Jiyu nodded and said "um" in a muffled voice. His hands were tightly clamped against the sheet, and his joints were so strong that they all turned blue.

Ding Xiaowei saw something strange and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhan Jiyu looked up at him, his eyes were misty, as if there was no focal length. "Uncle Ding, I beg you for something, you must agree to me."

Ding Xiaowei was shocked by his solemn expression, "What's wrong?"

"You promise me."

"What are you talking about first?"

"Can you promise me first? You won't suffer any losses."

"You have the final say whether you suffer or not, you can say it first."

Zhan Jiyu gritted her teeth, afraid that she would regret it, so she quickly said, "You can do it with me once."

Ding Xiaowei looked at him in a daze.

Zhan Jiyu's white and tender little face was dyed with a thin layer of powder, and he was willing to go out, "Uncle Ding, do it with me once, you can do whatever you want. I, I like you, please leave me a memory. If you get married, I will never bother you again."

Ding Xiaowei's first reaction was to pat his head hard.

"What the hell are you thinking!"

The child's eyes turned red slightly, "Can't it work?"

"You mentioned this to me just now when I got married. Do you think it's appropriate?"

Zhan Jiyu sobbed, "It's not suitable... You think I didn't say it, I'm messed up."

"You are in trouble." Ding Xiaowei sighed, "Have you broken your brain?"

Zhan Jiyu turned her face aside, "Maybe."

Ding Xiaowei thought he was foolish and told him not to have the same knowledge as the patient.

He didn't really think much at that time, thinking that Xiao Zhan's sad expression was just because he was rejected.

Ding Xiaowei was very busy in the next few days. After work, he took Lingling to Ronghua and his son to have dinner, and helped to pack their luggage. If there were any things they could get, they would take them home first and wait for them to move here together on Saturday.

Ding Xiaowei went to the hospital again and was discharged from Xiao Zhan.

The child is already in trouble, his face is still a little red and swollen, but he has recovered to a handsome young man.

Ding Xiaowei asked him if he wanted to come to his house for dinner on Saturday, and Ronghua wanted to make a big table of meals to celebrate their housewarming.

Zhan Jiyu shook his head and said that he had an appointment.

Ding Xiaowei just asked by the way, but he didn't expect him to come, and it was quite embarrassing to come.
To be continued...