Chapter 212

"After my mother died, I went back to my father's home, but his family didn't welcome me. Her wife and daughter even rejected me, but what I couldn't stand most was my father's estrangement. He didn't like me. I don't know if he ever loved my mother. If he really loved my mother, why didn't he even attend her funeral? It was sad to see me." Tang Wanning said calmly, but his face was already full of tears. "I stayed at my father's house for six years. On my 16th birthday, I ran away from home. With my drawing board and the portrait of my mother, I left the cold house." Tang Wanning stopped. As a result, she wiped the tears on her face with the tissue she had handed over. She was as calm as she could, but she let herself shed so many tears.

"My mother learned painting before she met my father. After she gave birth to me, she had to give up her hobby and work everywhere for a living, but her previous paintings were still there. After I left that house, with the help of a friend of my mother, I continued to learn painting and fulfilled my mother's last wish. You will know what happened after that." Tang Wanning pretends to smile easily, but in Rong Qian's eyes, her smile is more heartbreaking.

Rong Qian takes Tang Wanning's hand and clenches it slightly to comfort her. She knows Tang Wanning's character and definitely doesn't like others to say a lot of comforting words. She can only comfort her in this way.

Tang Wanning dried the tears from the corner of his eyes, then looked up at Rong Qian, "I told you these things are not true, let you comfort me, things have been so long, I have forgotten the sad feeling, I tell you this, just want you to understand, Gu Xuechang is much better than my irresponsible father, and I want to tell you, xiaobaozi is still small now, and will grow up in the future, You don't have to protect him alone. His world can't do without dad. " Tang Wanning took Rong Qian's hand and looked at her seriously.

Rong shallow of course know, Tang Wanning is really concerned about himself, will tell himself these, Rong shallow but can only choose to bow his head, escape her eyes.

Tang Wanning sighed when he saw Rong Qian's head lowered and his obvious evasion. It doesn't matter who says love. It mainly depends on the party's own choice. What he says is enough. The rest depends on Rong Qian's own choice. "I've said what should be said. Think for yourself. I'll go first." Then Tang Wanning stood up and walked out.

Tang Wanning went to the door, was about to open the door, suddenly thought of something, turned back and said, "by the way, I don't approve your resignation, today is a day of absenteeism, tomorrow morning I'll pick you up to work."

"Wanning." Rong shallow a Zheng, didn't expect Tang Wanning to stop to say this, she some helplessly looking at her.

"Even if you really want to resign, you have to make a resignation report one month in advance. Well, if you leave so suddenly, where can I find a supervisor to come back, I still need to design it." Tang Wanning took a white look, opened the door and walked out of the room.

Watching Tang Wanning close the door, Rong Qian just sits on the sofa and suddenly feels something is missing. After chatting with Tang Wanning for such a long time, little steamed stuffed buns didn't come out to make trouble. Rong Qian thinks of little steamed buns.

Xiaobaozi is sleeping soundly on the climbing mat. Rongqian is amused by his sleeping posture. Thinking about xiaobaozi, he is one year old. Generally speaking, it's good to take. He seldom cries. He can always find fun by himself. But what about in the future? As Tang Wanning said, he will grow up and go to school. At school, if a child asks him, what about your father? Rong Qian is not confident that he can handle this problem well.

Gently picked up the small bun, it seems to feel the warmth of her mother's arms, small bun to Rong shallow arms to drill, small face close to Rong shallow chest, small mouth slightly open, sleeping lovely, melted Rong shallow heart.

When she got up early in the morning, Rong Qian thought of Tang Wanning's explanation when she left yesterday. She still had to go to work today. To tell you the truth, Rong Qian was reluctant to leave the studio. After all, she was also looking forward to the development. During the period, like Tang Wanning, she also made great efforts. Just like her own child, she was reluctant to leave.

Since we have to go to work, the baby buns must be taken care of. The nanny certainly can't come today. Rong Qian originally planned to quit his job and move. But now that the class is going to continue, Rong qian can only call the nanny again. The result is that the nanny's family affairs are not finished, and it will take at least a week for him to come back and take the baby buns. So this week is a good time I'm going to think of a way for myself.

Fang Muyang can't do it. He has to go to class, and Rong Qian doesn't want to trouble him any more. He thinks about it. He asked his neighbor Professor Zhou and his wife to help him with baozi. Baozi likes granny Zhou's story telling, and they don't have to go to work. It should be ok if they just help him with baozi in the daytime.

Thinking of this, Rong Qian reminds us to knock on the door next door. It's granny Zhou who opens the door. When she learns that it's a steamed bun that needs to be placed, the old couple's happy mouths can't be closed.

Rong shallow some don't trust of ask a way, "really can?"? Xiaobaozi is more lively. It won't trouble you

"You see what you said. We like steamed stuffed buns very much. Besides, we retire at home and are bored every day. If you give us steamed buns, it's too late for us to be happy." Professor Zhou's voice was loud, calm and shallow. He took the bun in his hand with a smile on his face."That is, you can pick it up anytime. If it's too late, don't pick it up. You can sleep in our house." Granny Zhou was also happy, teasing xiaobaozi.

"You're going to trouble both of you. It's only a week. My nanny will be back in a week. Thank you very much." Rong shallow heart full of moved, these people in their own difficult time to help themselves, if really rashly leave, I really will miss them.

"As I said, you should dismiss the nanny and let's take it with us. You young children just don't know how to save money for that money." Professor Zhou pushed the glasses on his nose and said.

"How can I do that? By the way, how can I get paid once a week?" Rong shallow asked seriously.

"What's the reward, don't you dare to ask me to be anxious with you? I'm so happy to have the toy of baozi, and you dare to ask for the reward." Granny Zhou glared at Professor Zhou and said.

"That's to say, what's the reward? The steamed stuffed bun is our pistachio. We have no children. We don't feel anything when we are young, but we feel lonely when we are old." Professor Zhou looked at his wife with some regret, "now you are willing to let us take steamed stuffed buns, we are happy, I am willing to buy a thousand gold."

"That's OK. It costs money to eat and drink steamed stuffed buns." Rong shallow embarrassed, early know is like this, don't send small steamed stuffed bun to come over, Professor Zhou and his wife warmly let Rong shallow embarrassed.

"OK, you can watch it." Granny Zhou sees Rong Qian's meaning. She knows more about the world than Professor Zhou. She knows that proper fees can make Rong Qian feel at ease.

"OK, thank you, uncle and aunt." Rong Qian finally relaxed and watched grandma Zhou close the door with a smile.