Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

"Daddy."

Nie TingYang was smoking by the window. After taking a bath, he changed into a light gray home clothes. The man who took off his suit and coat was a home clothes, which didn't smell like a home man.

Hearing his son calling him, he turned back, "what's up?"

"I'm hungry. Mommy wants to make noodles for me. Mommy asks you if you want to eat?"

Nie TingYang subconsciously looked at the clock on the wall. It's already nine o'clock in the evening. Do you want to eat now?

As a doctor, he has strict control over his diet. He doesn't have the habit of eating supper at night. Of course, he doesn't allow his son to have it.

"Didn't you eat at night?" he asked.

Nie Yuchen hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "eat, but I'm hungry again."

"If you're hungry, bear it. It's not good to eat at night. This is the price. Tell your mommy, don't cook."

Nie Yuchen didn't say anything more. She obediently turned and went downstairs. Yan Yan had just beaten the eggs and cut the scallions and garlic slices. Because Nie TingYang didn't like tomatoes, there was lettuce in the fridge. She washed two, and the water was burning in the pot. Everything was ready.

"Does daddy eat?" she asked without looking back and turned on the fire.

"Mommy, Daddy won't let me cook."

Yan Yan's hand had not left the switch of the gas stove. After hearing this, his hand shook and turned off the switch at once, and the burning fire went out again.

"What's the matter?" she turned around, puzzled.

"Daddy said: bear it when you are hungry. It's not good to eat at night. This is the price. Tell your mommy, don't cook." the little guy repeated Nie TingYang's words word by word.

Yan Yanwei frowned and turned the fire off. "Xiaochen, you go to the living room to watch TV first. Mommy goes upstairs and cooks for you in a minute, okay?"

Nie Yuchen shook his head, "Mommy, I won't eat. Daddy won't let me eat."

"Aren't you hungry?"

"But daddy will be angry."

"...." Yan Yan didn't know what to say. He knew at a glance that there was something wrong with the family's education.

Nie Yuchen didn't want to make daddy angry and was afraid that Daddy would quarrel with Mommy, so he said, "Mommy, I won't eat. I can stand it until dawn. I'll just drink some water."

"..." Yan Yan's nose was suddenly sour, and he felt unspeakable pain in his heart. The child is growing up. How can he do if he doesn't eat enough.

She squatted down, looked almost flat with the child, put her hand on his shoulder and exerted slight force, "Xiaochen, tell mommy, didn't you have a good meal at night?"

Nie Yuchen looked at her and suddenly lowered his head in a low voice, "I don't like rice..."

Yan Yan's first feeling was that the child was picky about food.

"Why don't you like rice?"

"Not delicious."

"What does Xiao Chen like to eat?"

"Noodles."

Later, Yan Yan learned that the rice of the Nie family was different from that of others. The rice of others was white rice. Their rice was black rice, and the black rice was also delicious. It was just that it might be difficult for children to accept. When she was a child, she didn't like black rice, black rice porridge and black rice. She thought how to eat the black ball.

Yan Yan finally went upstairs and went to the study. Nie TingYang was in front of the computer and seemed to be chatting with someone.

"Well, I have something else to tell you. I'll talk to you another day." he closed the computer and looked up at the woman at the door.

Yan Yan came forward and asked softly, "why don't you let me cook? Xiaochen is hungry."

"What time is it now? Can you digest after eating?"

The man's eyes are a little cold. Although it's not winter, she feels the cold wind on her back, which makes her goose bumps instantly.

She slightly moved her lower lip, her body moved, and quickly adjusted her mood. Her voice was not loud, but she was in a hurry. "It's a little late, but it's okay not to eat too much."

"You say it's okay? His health is not good since childhood, especially his intestines and stomach." Nie TingYang stared at her, his eyes like sharp blades, as if to penetrate her body.

His hands and feet are cold. Yan Yan doesn't know what's wrong with him. How can he feel flustered looking at him?

He's nothing to be afraid of, but why is she so scared?

"I... I just think..." she stuttered and sweated, "I just think he's still a child... Growing up..."

"It's important to have a long body, but it's more important not to get sick. You don't know. I told you today that he is not allowed to eat after 7:30 p.m. and can drink a glass of milk before going to bed." Nie TingYang turned on the computer again and said nothing to her.

"...." Yan Yan's mouth opened again and again, but finally chose to give up and turned away.

When she turned around, the man raised his eyes and stared at her back until she disappeared.

"Mommy, Daddy won't let you eat?" Nie Yuchen stood at the stairs downstairs, looked up at the upstairs, looked forward to it, but wrote I knew it.

Although this is his son, since the child now asks her to call her Mommy, that is her son, she still has the right and freedom to cook a meal.

I knew it would be so troublesome to ask him. Just now, Xiaochen shouldn't ask him. Thanks to her kindness, she has become a donkey's liver and lung!

Yan Yan came downstairs and held the child in his arms. "Xiao Chen goes to play on the sofa first. Mommy will make dinner and call you later."

Nie Yuchen looked up in fear. His voice was very low. "Did Daddy agree?"

"Don't worry about him, Mommy will do it for you."

"But daddy will be angry."

"Xiao Chen, don't worry. There's a mommy."

"Hmm!" it seems that with Mommy, the child suddenly has a backer. Nie Yuchen nodded and showed a row of neat and white teeth.

Yan Yan went to the kitchen, scooped out some water from the pot, and then began to fry eggs.

The eggs here are fried well, and the water there is also boiled. The next one, put the dishes and adjust the taste. A bowl of noodles will be ready soon.

She took the noodles to the restaurant, separated them with a larger bowl, cooled them, and then put them on the table to call Nie Yuchen.

"Mommy, I like this kind of noodles best!" Nie Yuchen sat at the table and ate it. He felt that he had not eaten noodles for a long time. At his grandparents' house, he had enough of porridge, black rice, bread and noodles with sauce every day. His favorite food was noodles with soup. He could still drink soup while eating noodles.

"If you like to eat, Mommy often cooks it for you, but Xiaochen, you can't be picky about food, otherwise you won't be healthy."

"Mommy, I know, but I just don't like black rice. Mommy, will you make me white rice tomorrow?"

"OK." after he promised, Yan Yan immediately realized a problem. He had to go to work after school in the afternoon and at night. Where did he have time to cook?

Besides, she plans to live in school every day in the future.

"Mommy, the noodles you made are delicious!"

"Xiao Chen is hungry."

"Really eat well!"

"Yan Yan!" a man's angry voice suddenly sounded in the restaurant. Nie Yuchen just bit his face into his mouth. He was so frightened that he didn't even chew. Yan Yan was also startled and turned to look at the door of the restaurant.

The man who did not allow her to cook for his son was pestling there with a furious face, and his burning eyes stared at her like nails.

"If you have something to say, you can't scare the children." Yan Yan turned to the children around him and said, "Xiao Chen, it's okay. You eat slowly. Mommy goes out to talk to Daddy."

Nie Yuchen didn't dare to say anything. His head was low. Daddy was angry. Would he punish him to stand in the corner like last time?

Looking at the child's slightly trembling hands, Yan Yan's heart was very unhappy. Such a small child was frightened by his father. It's hard to imagine what he had experienced before.

Holding the trembling little hand, the tip of his heart grabbed it, "Xiaochen, don't be afraid. Daddy's voice was louder just now, and daddy wasn't angry."

Nie Yuchen secretly glanced at Nie TingYang, then quickly lowered his head and remained silent.

Yan Yan turned to look at the man at the door and didn't say anything, but her eyes had shown her mind. Whenever he still loved his son, he knew what he should do now.

In fact, he was angry, but he still pressed his anger. Nie TingYang said, "Xiaochen, Mommy is right. Daddy is not angry. Eat. Daddy has something to find Mommy. You can eat here yourself."

Yan Yan seems to have been hugged out of the restaurant by Nie TingYang, but she clearly knows how strong his hand hugging her shoulder can almost crush her shoulder.

Yan Yan was hugged by Nie TingYang to the guest room on the first floor. The door was kicked by a man. Because he was angry, his voice was a little loud.

Nie Yuchen, who was eating in the restaurant, trembled again and looked carefully at the door. He didn't see daddy. He just lowered his head and quickly grabbed the noodles and ate them. He was afraid that Daddy would come back and take the noodles away from him later.

In the guest room, Yan Yan twisted his body to try to get rid of the shackles of men, but his big hand seemed to grow on her shoulder and couldn't get it off.

"Nie TingYang, you hurt me. Let go."

Nie TingYang was already holding her shoulder with both hands and facing her face to face. There was a deep chill in his voice, "I know it hurts now. What I told you just now is ignored, isn't it?"

"I don't eat often. It's OK to have an occasional meal. Besides, it's not particularly late at this time..." Yan Yan's words are a little weak. After all, he is the child's father, and she is at most a stepmother.

"You show me what time it is. It's not very late. What time do you think it's late? Zero?"

"..." Yan Yan bowed his head and said nothing. Anyway, he did it and ate it. It's no use getting angry again.