Chapter 154 Okay, here I come

  It was raining outside the window this morning.

  Ning Youguang got up and went downstairs, only to find his grandfather sitting on the sofa angrily.

   She reached over and sat down beside her aunt.

   "Grandpa, what's wrong?" she asked softly.

  Xie Haitang, who was quietly drinking morning tea on the sofa, pursed her lips, smiled and said nothing, just glanced aside.

  Ning Youguang followed her gaze and saw a **** cat curled up into a ball and buried his head on a corner cabinet not far away.

   "Did Xiaoxiao get into trouble?" She continued to ask softly.

   "Early in the morning, I broke an antique vase in your grandfather's collection." Xie Haitang said softly.

  Ning Youguang furtively glanced at Grandpa, "No wonder you're so angry."

  Xie Haitang nodded, "No, I was so angry just now that I wanted to beat it."

  Xia Rong sat not far from them, staring at him and adjusting his emotions, of course he heard the conversation between the eldest daughter-in-law and granddaughter.

He took a deep breath, "But I can't, because this is a cat, this is a cat..." After a long pause, he held his heart: "It doesn't know the value of antiques, my biggest The mistake is not to put the vase where it can break. The vase is already broken. Apart from stopping the damage in time, can I really beat it and send it to the hospital, or make myself angry with a stomachache or a heart attack Wouldn't that be even more uneconomical? I'm not that stupid."

   He got up, Ning Youguang was going to help him.

   was rejected by him with a wave of his hand, "I'll go to the study to practice calligraphy for a while."

  …

   Wait for Xia Rong to leave.

  Xie Haitang and Ning Youguang said, "Your grandfather's anger will disappear almost after writing."

   Seeing the aunt's accustomed appearance, Ning Youguang breathed a sigh of relief, "Does Xiaoxiao often make trouble at home?"

   "That's not right, it has smashed several antique vases in the house." Xie Haitang recalled the damage done by Xiaoxiao at home over the years.

  Ning Youguang felt a deep headache and massaged his temples, "Isn't that a heavy loss?"

Xie Haitang took out a clean cup from the tea tray and poured her a cup of tea, "It's okay, after smashing it a few times, we put away all the antique vases at home, and the ones in the house are ordinary now. porcelain."

   "The one that Xiaoxiao smashed today?" Ning Youguang asked suspiciously.

   "Your grandfather took it out of the cabinet last night to look at it, put it on the table and forgot to check it back, only to be smashed again by Xiaoxiao." Xie Haitang explained with a chuckle.

  I can't help but take it out and enjoy it when I receive it in the cabinet. How much do I like it? !

  Ning Youguang's whole person is not very good, "I must reason with it today!"

   then got up, walked to the corner table and picked up the big briquettes that buried his head.

  …

  Xiaoxiao is already a middle-aged cat. Usually, because he eats too well and the cat is fat, he is already a middle-aged salted fish cat who doesn't like to move.

  Ning Youguang took it to the room and put it on the quilt, then lay on the bed and started poking its head and reasoning with it.

  It's attitude is very good, it's better to put it wherever it is, and it will listen to her lectures wherever it is.

   After so many years of pampering, it feels very secure and has a good temper.

  Ning Youguang said it, and it looked at her with a pair of green eyes and said, licking the fur on her body from time to time.

   is too soft.

  Ning Youguang really lost his temper because of it, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "I'll ask your dad to teach you a lesson."

  …

   When the phone rang, Shimochiyue was making up for sleep.

He hates rainy days, so that every time it rains, he can't help but drop the air pressure, because the dark clouds above his head and the noise of raindrops hitting the ground in his ears will make him feel like he is about to be swallowed by the darkness. Control produces a depressive suffocation.

  So, after waking up in the early morning and unable to sleep, he simply got up and concentrated on finishing all the work that needed to be done today.

When    was done, it happened to have breakfast.

   The aunt downstairs came up to remind him to have breakfast, but he had no appetite.

   After dismissing her in a low voice, she went to bed and covered her head to catch up on sleep.

   This morning, the sound of raindrops hitting the window filled his ears. He slept very badly. At first, it was difficult to fall asleep. After falling asleep, he was dreaming in a daze.

  Dream.

   He was in a pitch-black abyss, constantly falling, falling, falling for a long time, but there was a bottomless abyss below, which he could never fall into.

   In the end, he used some skill to stand on the edge of the abyss with his bare hands, and climbed up step by step.

   However, no matter how he climbed up, there would always be unknown resistance in the middle, pushing him down into the abyss.

   This sleep made him exhausted and breathless.

When the    mobile phone rang, he suddenly opened his eyes, only to realize that it was a nightmare.

   He didn't want the people in the video to see his embarrassment when he was awakened by a nightmare, so he turned the video call into a voice call.

   "Little Mochizuki." Ning Youguang's gentle and gentle voice came from the phone.

   His heart was relieved all of a sudden.

   "Yes." His voice was low and hoarse.

   "Sleeping?" Ning Youguang was stunned.

   "Sleep, just woke up." He said softly.

   "I'm bothering you." Ning Youguang's soft voice contained a little remorse.

   "No, is there something wrong?" he asked softly.

  Ning Youguang broke his grandfather's antique vase with Xiaoxiao early in the morning, and he heard from his aunt that Xiaoxiao had committed innumerable memorabilia over the years at home, and all of them were relayed to Shi Mochizuki.

   Shi Mochizuki leaned on the pillow and patiently listened to the other party's babbling voice, and suddenly felt that all the rain in his ears disappeared.

   At this moment, in his world, there is only the voice of the person on the phone.

   "I have no choice. I can't make sense of your son. When are you free, you can come." Ning Youguang made the final exposition.

   Hearing "son", Shi Mochizuki's breathing stagnated, then he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll come." 1314

   Being a parent requires constant practice and growth~

   What if there is no baby?

   You can start with a pet cat~

  

  

   (end of this chapter)