Chapter 1803 Extra Story: The Daily Life of Raising a Baby
Well, a four or five month old baby.
It is already much firmer in my arms, but this is only in relative terms.
To Ling Mo, Xiaowa's soft body and bones are like a porcelain doll. He is used to handling knives and bricks, and he is at a loss for holding such a small thing.
Xiaowa is a little girl, born white, like tofu.
Ling Mo has become a vampire, and his daily life is to follow the foreman to move bricks and do cement work, so the place where he lives is not very good.
It doesn't matter when I'm alone, anyway, I can get full with just a little blood.
Anyway, the strength is always endless, and I will not be tired.
It was quite casual and quite cheap.
But after carrying a baby back home, Ling Mo frowned, feeling that his house was leaking from all directions, and there were workers' cigarette butts everywhere, even those people played cards with his rented house, and the thick smoke hadn't dissipated until now.
Such an environment is very bad!
As soon as he went in with the baby in his arms, Ling Mo backed out again.
It's not that he doesn't have money, he's just alone and doesn't need it at all.
Taking the bank card, I went to swipe for an apartment that can be checked in with a bag.
Under the eye-catching gazes of the crowd, Ling Mo looked at what he was wearing, and then realized why those people looked at him with a somewhat perfunctory tone at first.
It turned out that he was still wearing the overalls on the construction site.
Mud stains and cement lime are indispensable. Not to mention the work clothes after so many years, they have already turned white and old, baggy, and look cheap.
He has lived for a long time, and he has already lived as an old monster, so he doesn't care about these stares at all.
Baby is hard to raise.
What to eat, drink, and use, all make a man who has never had a child at a loss.
In the end, he simply hired a nanny, which was a way to drag Xiaowa to him.
The sadness in this really made Ling Mo eat all the ups and downs.
June, early summer.
The baby is eight or nine months old.
Yuxue was born cute.
The little girl's eyes were black, like grapes, and her gums were exposed in a smile, but there were only a few teeth in her mouth.
That bright smile is like the warm sunshine in early summer.
So the little girl is called Chu Xia.
"Papa~"
The girl yelled indistinctly, it must have been taught by Yuesao.
Ling Mo felt like soft fermented wine in his heart, feeling inexplicably embarrassed.
"Hey, call me brother!" Ling Mo corrected immediately.
But this correction is completely useless, the little girl's favorite thing is to grab the corner of his clothes, making papa, papa barking non-stop.
It was not completely corrected until the age of three.
When she was three years old, Ling Mo accidentally exposed her identity, and the house she had lived in for three years could no longer live in.
He simply gave the house to the confinement wife who has been taking care of Chu Xia.
Ling Mo took the three-year-old Xiao Chuxia to several places.
With some baby-rearing experience, Ling Mo will often visit some baby-raising forums.
Choosing a house is much more important.
Not sunny, not good lighting.
Not near the school district, don't if the atmosphere is bad.
The space layout is too small, there is no place suitable for children to play.
Don't want this, don't want that, the final house was selected, but it was located far away in the villa area on the outskirts of the city.
It's just that it wasn't a villa area at that time, it was just a two-story building and a small courtyard built by Ling Mo himself.
after that--
The land was confiscated, and Ling Mo and Chu Xia experienced the feeling of dismantling the second generation and getting rich overnight. They directly owned a small villa on the spot, and paid several million in compensation.
That year, Chu Xia was thirteen years old.
A girl in junior high school grows lush like a wheat seedling that has been eared.
Entering the blooming season, there are also little secrets unique to girls.
In that year, Chu Xia watched a TV series called "My Brother Lives Next Door".
The brother and sister inside, because they misunderstood that they are biological brothers and sisters, love each other and dare not be together, avoiding in various ways.
As a result, the abuse came and went, and finally the truth came out.
Chu Xia ran to ask Ling Mo.
"Brother, you are not my real brother, are you?"
The thirteen-year-old girl prides herself on being mature, and her words are old-fashioned.
Ling Mo was stunned, but nodded.
Chu Xia touched Ling Mo's face naturally.
"My elder brother looks very much like me, I will accept you when I grow up."
Ling Mo patted Chu Xia's hand away and asked her to do her homework.
But the girl was just a joke made by fans of the TV series, and Ling Mo, for some reason, has been quietly moved since that day.
Since then, it has been overwhelmed.