Chapter 154 Okay, I'll Come

This morning, it was raining outside the window.

Ning Youguang got up and went downstairs, only to find his grandfather sitting on the sofa in a fit of rage.

She walked over with her hands and feet, and sat down beside her aunt.

"What's wrong with grandpa?" 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 the big black cat curled up in a ball with its head buried on the 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 glanced at his grandfather furtively, "No wonder you're so angry."

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

Xia Rong sat not far from them, and while he was adjusting his emotions with his eyes wide open, of course he also 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 pressed his heart: "It doesn't know the value of antiques, my biggest The mistake is that I shouldn’t put the vase where it can break. The vase is already broken. Apart from stopping the loss in time, can I really beat it up and send it to the hospital, or make myself so angry that my stomach hurts or I have a heart attack? Isn't that more cost-effective? I'm not that stupid."

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

He waved his hand and refused, "I'll go to the study to practice calligraphy."

...

After Xia Rong left.

Xie Haitang and Ning Youguang said: "Your grandfather's anger will disappear after he finishes writing."

Seeing his aunt's usual appearance, Ning Youguang breathed a sigh of relief, "Does Xiaoxiao often get into trouble at home?"

"That's right, it has smashed several antique vases at home." Xie Haitang recalled the destruction that Xiaoxiao had done at home over the years.

Ning Youguang felt a deep headache and rubbed his temple, "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, we put away all the antique vases at home after smashing them a few times, and the ones in the house are all ordinary porcelain."

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

"Your grandfather took it out of the cabinet to look at it last night. He put it on the table and forgot to check it back, so Xiaoxiao smashed another one." Xie Haitang explained with a light smile.

After receiving it in the cabinet, I can't help taking it out to appreciate it. How much do you like it? !

Ning Youguang is a bit uncomfortable, "I must reason with it today!"

Then he got up, went to the corner table and picked up the big lump of coal that buried his head.

...

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

Ning Youguang carried it to the room, put it on the quilt, lay down on the bed and began to poke its head and reason with it.

Its attitude is very good, wherever Ning Youguang puts it, it will stay there and listen to her lectures.

After so many years of being pampered and pampered, it feels very secure and its temper has become very good.

When Ning Youguang talked about it, it looked at her with a pair of faint green eyes and talked, and licked its fur from time to time.

too soft.

Ning Youguang really lost his temper by it, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "I'll let your father teach you a lesson."

...

When the phone rang, Shi Mochizuki was catching up on sleep.

He hates rainy days, so much so that every time it rains, he can't help the air pressure to drop, because the dark clouds above his head and the noise of raindrops hitting the ground in his ears will make him feel as if he is about to be swallowed by darkness. A controlled feeling of suffocation of depression.

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 I was done, I had just had breakfast.

The aunt downstairs came up to remind him to have breakfast, and he didn't have the slightest appetite.

After dismissing her quietly, he went to bed and covered his head to catch up on sleep.

This morning, his ears were filled with the sound of raindrops hitting the window. He didn't sleep very well. At first, he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. After falling asleep, he was dreaming in a daze.

in a dream.

He was in a pitch-black abyss, falling continuously, falling continuously, falling for a long time, but below was a bottomless abyss, the bottom that he could never fall to.

Finally, with some ingenuity, he stood on the edge of the abyss with his bare hands and climbed up step by step.

However, no matter how he climbs up, there will always be unknown resistance on the way, pushing him down the abyss.

This sleep made him exhausted and out of breath.

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

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

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

His heart suddenly relaxed.

"Yes." His voice was low and hoarse.

"Sleeping?" Ning Youguang was taken aback.

"Replenish sleep, just woke up." He said softly.

"I'm bothering you." There was a little self-blame in Ning Youguang's soft voice.

"No, what's the matter?" He asked softly.

Ning Youguang told Shi Wangyue that Xiaoxiao had broken his grandfather's antique vase early in the morning, as well as the innumerable memorabilia that Xiaoxiao had committed at home over the years from his aunt.

Shi Mochizuki leaned on the pillow, patiently listening to the other party's rambling voice, and suddenly felt the sound of the rain in his ears disappear.

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

"I can't help it. I can't explain your son. Come when you are free." Ning Youguang made the final explanation.

Hearing "son", Shi Mochizuki's breath stopped, and he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll come." 1314

Being a parent is about constant practice and growth~

What if I don't have a baby?

You can start with a pet cat~