An Ran didn't know how she felt in her heart. She resisted the Ding family and Ding Changhe. But her current life, her glory, and her son are all tied to him.
Ding Changhe's injury this time was real, unlike last time, it was just for show, so An Ran spent a little more time taking care of him.
Every time she saw the deep and shallow scars on his body, An Ran knew that he had not lived an easy life in the past.
That night, Ding Changhe told An Ran that Xiao Shitou would be back soon.
An Ran's eyes reddened with joy.
Ding Changhe said speechlessly: "You cried when he left, and you still cry when he comes back. There is nothing to cry about."
"I miss my son." ?.?????.ℂ??
Ding Changhe turned around and walked out with a cold face. This woman never said that she missed him.
Two days later, Ding Changhe said to An Ran: "The little stone will be home tomorrow."
Her son was about to come back. He had been gone for nearly two months without any news. She cried so many times at night that her pillow was wet.
Ding Changhe saw that the expression on An Ran's face changed again, and his eyes flashed with joy.
I couldn't help but snorted in my heart, this woman really didn't care about anyone except her son.
Ding Changhe lay depressed on the bed. An Ran was in a good mood. He gave him medicine and talked about whether Xiao Shitou had lost weight and whether he had enough clothes. He would prepare his favorite meals when he came back.
After talking for a long time, there was no sound from Ding Changhe, so An Ran asked: "Uncle, why don't you speak."
Ding Changhe snorted coldly, "Just have someone to talk to."
An Ran thought to herself that she thought she talked too much.
He must be unhappy to see that he is thinking about his son. This man is really like this little stone. He is very petty at times.
Apply the medicine, cover him with a thin quilt, lie down beside him peacefully, and say with a smile: "Uncle, you are jealous of your son."
Ding Changhe looked disgusted, snorted coldly, closed his eyes, and did not look at An Ran's smiling face.
After a while, he felt An Ran's hand touching his eyebrows, then scratching his nose, and heard An Ran say softly: "Little Shitou's eyebrows and eyes are the same as yours, even when he is angry, he has to wait for others to coax him to get better."
Ding Changhe opened his eyes and asked with displeasure: "Let me coax you, when have you ever coaxed me? You can't even say a soft word, it's okay if you don't argue with me, but I've never seen you like this." woman."
This still can't affect An Ran's good mood, "I know that uncle has been among hundreds of flowers and looks down on me, a weed in the countryside. If uncle bothers me, just tell him, I won't be blind."
Ding Changhe looked at her funny, "Why, your son is coming back. What are you planning? Are you planning to take your son away with you?"
An Ran really wanted to nod, this was his plan.
"How can I? The uncle is still injured, how can I leave you behind?"
Ding Changhe curled his lips when he heard An Ran's insincere words. An Ran had learned to be duplicitous now.
An Ran thought for a while and said, "Now that the weather is getting warmer, would you like me to go back to the countryside with me? It will be quiet there to recuperate."
Ding Changhe's heart moved, "I'll go back when the little stone comes back."
An Ran didn't think much, opened her mouth and asked, "Would Xiao Shitou go back with us?"
Ding Changhe snorted coldly, "If you want him to go back, what will he do when he goes back? If he gets tired of being in your arms every day, he should just be a farmer by planting land and medicine."
Seeing An Ran's face fall, Ding Changhe felt better and said, "Let him go back and stay for two days, and then he has to leave."
Seeing that An Ran still lowered his head and said nothing, he said, "Why, I can't bear to leave your son."
Yes, I can't bear to let him go, but I still have to let him go. Boys still have to be taught by their fathers, and An Ran understands this very well.
An Ran turned around and faced Ding Changhe, "The little stone is now big, and you must guide him. I know you are doing it for his own good, but I feel a little sad when I can't see him for a long time."
Ding Changhe was still lying on his stomach, but now he raised half of his body and stared at An Ran, "So, let's have another child quickly. Even if Xiao Shitou is not at home often in the future, you will still have other children by your side."
An Ran was speechless, why did she talk about the child again?
"Get a doctor to come tomorrow and check your pulse carefully to see if you're feeling better now.
"I've been taking my medicine on time, so I should be fine. But uncle, you can't. You're still injured."
When Ding Changhe heard that An Ran said he couldn't do it, the fire in his heart suddenly surged.
An Ran knew something was wrong when she saw his expression. He quickly said: "Uncle, your health is still important now, and besides, you are also taking medicine."
Ding Changhe's eyes were blazing as he looked at An Ran, "Come closer, I can't eat you, why are you hiding so far away?"
Listening to the unkind tone, An Ran moved a little closer to Ding Changhe.
Ding Changhe arched his body, pulled An Ran over, hugged him under him, and began to be dishonest.
"Uncle, you are still injured, so don't bother with it anymore, otherwise you will have to reapply the medicine later."
"They're just skin injuries, they're not that serious."
"It's not serious."
"You are stupid. I have made such a great contribution. If I am not injured, how can I let the higher-ups care about me? So now I have to be seriously injured."
An Ran opens his eyes wide
