Seeing the two of them, Zhou Shuren walked over with a smile, holding a bag of things in his left hand. He shook the plastic bag and introduced to them: "This is foie gras and goose eggs. It tastes good. You can eat it tonight."
From what they heard, Boss Zhou was planning to go to Senior Brother Zhu's place for dinner with them.
When classmates meet, conversation opens up.
Zhou Shuren asked: "How long will the three of them plan to live in your house?"
Cao Yong replied: "Let them live wherever they want."
"When you get married and have children, don't you need this house?" Regarding this question, all Cao Yong can think of is that Dr. Ye's mother at home has already been prepared and can take care of her pregnant daughter-in-law and newborn grandchildren at any time. The Cao family's children have always been taken care of by the elderly. Refer to the child Cao Zhile, from
When Xiao Suitai, grandma, grandpa and grandpa grew up, they spent much more time together than with their parents.
"Yes, there is someone in your family who is different from the two of them." Zhou Shuren remembered the different situations of the two families.
This is the disadvantage of the Beipiao people compared to the indigenous people. Xie Wanying was walking behind the two seniors. Listening, what she was thinking about was that she had to find someone to decorate her house first, so that it would be much more convenient for her mother and grandpa to live there. The only problem is that my mother, grandpa and the others
Would you like to come? Everyone lives in a different circle. For example, Senior Brother Zhu and Senior Sister Li are not incapable of letting the elderly in their families come to the capital to live permanently, but the elderly in both families are unwilling. After taking care of the children and daughter-in-law for a certain period of time, Mother Zhu will definitely return
When I go to my own home, I always feel that I am not used to the various living habits of living here.
The three of them could smell the aroma of vegetables when they went upstairs. The person who opened the door for them was Senior Sister Li. Brother Zhu is helping his mother cook in the kitchen.
The cradle bed was pushed into the living room. Little Liangliang, who was lying in the cradle, had grown a lot, and her features, eyes, and nose were becoming more and more like those of her parents. The only difference is that he is as timid as a mouse. "As long as he hears louder noises, he will be frightened and unable to sleep all night." Li Xiaobing pulled his junior sister Xie Wanying to stand beside the cradle bed and commented on his son. After speaking, he did not forget to seek the opinions of the neurosurgery boss present.
"Cao Yong, what do you think is wrong with him? Is there something wrong with his brain?"
Parents of children are like this. As long as their children seem a little bit different from other children, they are easily surprised. Cao Yong replied: "Aren't you studying medicine?"
If you have a question, if you are a doctor, read the medical books first, and don’t pretend to be like a layman.
"Doctors don't heal themselves." Li Xiaobing said.
"I'm not asking you to treat your sick son. You should make a preliminary judgment on whether your son is sick or not." Cao Yong taught the mother that this is common sense in parenting that ordinary parents should understand.
Originally, the brain of a child will continue to develop after birth, and it is normal for children to be easily frightened before their neurological development is completed.
After hearing this, Li Xiaobing curled her lips, turned to her junior sister and said, "Yingying, look at the standard this man will have for his wife in the future."
Cao Yong raised his head and stared.
Zhu Huicang walked out of the kitchen carrying the dishes and quickly explained to his wife: "She means that your wife doesn't need to know anything from now on, you know enough. You, a neurosurgery expert, can cure all diseases."
Xie Wanying looked at Senior Sister Li, and what she could feel was that since Senior Sister became a mother, there is only one word left: tired. It's not that Senior Sister Li doesn't understand, it's because her brain is going on strike and she doesn't want to, so she simply asks someone else.
