Chapter 11 — The Evil One Wants to Replace Me as the Chief Master's Wife

The piece of porcelain broke into three parts, the tea spilled all over the ground, and jasmine petals stuck to the surface of his shoes. I didn't pay attention. He took three steps to the crib and squatted down. He grabbed the screen with both hands, his face close, his voice tense: "Call back." The boy was scared by him. Her mouth drooped down, her eyebrows furrowed, and she burst into tears. Luc Tranh regretted it immensely, frantically turned his head to look at me, then picked up his son from the crib and walked around in his arms. "Don't cry, don't cry. Because of you, because of you, your voice is too loud." He carried his son from the coffee table to the door, from the door to the balcony, walking more than twenty times. The boy's cries grew from loud to soft, from small to whimpering, and finally gradually quieted down. The boy lay on his shoulder, hiccuped, then vaguely called out again: "Dad." This time it was a little clearer. At least it could be heard as a call. Luc Tranh stopped walking. After that, the daughter refused to be outdone. Before that, the baby was still lying on her stomach in the corner of the crib, no one paid attention. Tieu Ho bot prevents file copying. When looking for books, choose the Tieu Ho robot, which is stable, reliable, and doesn't fall into traps! At this moment, the girl turned over, quickly rolled twice to the barrier, stretched out her small hand, and "pop" and hit Luc Tranh's body. She couldn't reach her feet, so her hand landed on his face as he bent down to look. The sound is extremely clear. A handprint immediately appeared. The outlines of five small fingers were clearly visible on his left cheek. "Dad... dad!" The girl called louder than the boy. Articulate. It's like biting each word. Luc Tranh carried hand prints on his face, hugged his son, bowed his head to look at his daughter and then turned to look at me. How to imagine that face? Like a general who just won a victory. I covered my mouth, laughing so hard I couldn't stand up straight. Luc Tranh carried a handprint and turned his head to look at me. His eyes were surprisingly bright. Seeing him look like that, the smile on my face gradually faded. He put his son back in the crib. The daughter kept calling "daddy, dad", but he did not respond. He walked towards me. I unconsciously took a step back, my back hitting the corner of the chest of drawers. He put his hand behind my waist, his palm pressed against my back, pulling me towards him a bit. "Does it hurt?" "No..." Before I could finish speaking, his other hand lifted up, his thumb wiping the corner of my eye. Only then did I realize that I had been crying without realizing it. "What are you crying about?" I shook my head. I myself don't know. Maybe because of the daughter's "daddy" sound. Maybe because of the handprint on his face. Maybe it's because the me in my previous life once stood outside the military compound, forever unable to enter, and finally heard the sound of this world locking that door. He lowered his head to look at me, his eyebrows furrowed tightly. The thumb was still rubbing back and forth on my face, causing my cheeks to heat up. I tilted my head to avoid it. His hand paused in mid-air, then retracted and put it in his pocket. "What's for dinner?" I said: "You're too rigid in changing the subject." He coughed, turned around and walked towards the kitchen. Halfway there, he turned back, took something from his pocket and put it in my hand. I bowed my head and looked. It's that silk scarf. The light smoky gray background was printed with pink peonies, smooth as water. "I originally bought it for you." When he said this, he didn't look at me, his eyes only stared at the hot water bottle in the corner of the wall. "That day after the meeting, I passed by the department store and saw it in the glass case. I thought it would look beautiful on you." "Luc Tranh." "Yes." "Isn't it convenient for me to buy it?" He was silent for three seconds. The tip of the ear turns red at a speed visible to the naked eye, spreading from the earlobe straight down to the neck. "By the way. After the meeting, I'll go to the department store." "The department store is located in the east of the city, the guest house."

The military region is located in the west." He suddenly turned his head to look at me, his face clearly written: "How did you know?" I folded the towel and placed it in the top drawer of the closet, along with the dacron shirt. "I still know a little about your military area." He didn't say anything. I closed the drawer, turned around, and discovered he was still standing in the same place. I said: “The scarf is very beautiful. I really like it." His shoulders immediately relaxed a little with the naked eye. Somewhere in my heart, I felt soft. In my previous life, I stood outside the gate of the dormitory, near the iron fence, and saw him carrying two children out of the building. Niu Niu lay on his shoulders, Dai Bao rode on his neck. He held one child in each hand, constantly saying: "Hold on, hold on." His face was full of smiles. I can't forget that smile in my whole life. In his previous life, that smile was for the woman standing next to him. This life was different. His now flustered appearance, his red-eared appearance, his appearance of immediately squatting next to the crib to count how many times the children blinked... I walked over, stood on my tiptoes and kissed his hand. Then, the hand that was always in his pocket pulled out. hold the back of my head.