I am a Good Man

In the first grade of high school, Ji Yang was relieved to see that Day did not choose chemistry but chose history and politics.

In the previous life, the matter between the original owner and Day was quite serious. One was ignorant and longing, bold and fearless, and the other was a beast in clothing, who liked the new and disliked the old, and pursued excitement.

In the end, Day dropped out of school, but his good grades were in vain.

Without this, Day would have another life.

Who didn't go the wrong way when he was young? It's not just going astray.

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Ruowan finished maternity leave.

It happened that the English teacher in the second year of high school took sick leave, and she was arranged to take over the course of the second year of high school.

The courses she teaches have always been very good, and the school also hopes that this time the college entrance examination can achieve greater glories.

Both husband and wife are in class. Xiaoji classmates are taken to grandparents, sometimes with their parents. If the husband and wife do not collide in class, they will bring them to live in the school and take turns to watch and let the old couple take a break.

Especially at night, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were too old and couldn't stay up late, so they had to take care of them in the evening.

Although classmate Xiao Ji can also make trouble, he is not like Ji Yang, and is more similar to Zhang Ruowan, especially in character.

He stayed in his father's arms when he was well-behaved. If Zhang Ruowan was preparing for a lesson, Ji Yang would occasionally tell him a story with a picture book for children, "Classmate Xiao Ji, listen to the story."

He kept his saliva, and started to fiddle with his head, nodding his head, humming and humming in his mouth.

Cute da da.

Xu Ye heard too much of these words in his mother's stomach, and he would definitely have a reaction.

They smiled happily, squinting their small eyes, and the smile softened their hearts.

Zhang Ruowan leaned over to kiss his face, his soft face was extremely tender, and when he was kissed, he waved his little paw and drooled with a smile.

"Student Xiao Ji listened carefully. Dad is going to tell a story." Zhang Ruowan said again.

"@#￥￥" He began to stare at his legs and feet again, clapping his palms with his hands together, smearing saliva.

"In the forest, there is a kind of animal..." Ji Yang held a painting book with brightly colored peacocks painted on it. Classmate Xiao Ji started to get excited and rushed to get it.

"What is it called?" Ji Yang brought the painting book closer.

Looking at the father and son, Zhang Ruowan smiled deeper and deeper.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother wore a silver ring on his little hand. He likes to play by himself when he is fine. Even if he listens to his father telling a story, if his father is not paying attention, he will hold his little foot and put it in his mouth.

Xiaoji started to make trouble when he crawled. He was not stable at all. He tossed over and over on the bed and kicked the quilt out of the bed.

"@##￥%..." He slapped the sheets with his little hand while speaking something other people could not understand.

Ji Yang was looking at the phone and ignored him.

"Puff puff..." He smeared his saliva, wearing the cotton pajamas that Zhang Ruowan bought for him, climbed to Ji Yang's side, began to climb on his lap, and wanted to step over.

Ji Yang glanced at him and lifted his foot slightly.

Xiao Ji’s classmate yelled twice. He was afraid of falling, so he hugged his father’s thigh, Ji Yang lifted his leg and sent him to the bottom of the bed.

"Don't get out of bed, wait until you fall."

Classmate Xiao Ji crawled forward again. He wanted to go down. There were a lot of toys.

He was sent back like this when he straddled his father's feet.

He didn't give up.

Try again, faster, faster.

Dad is always faster than him.

Ji Yang looked at this little nonsense, really persevering, to see how many times he could persist.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly laughed when he sent classmate Xiaoji back again, rolled over to hold his father's feet, and refused to let go.

"Still addicted to playing?" Ji Yang moved his feet, and he giggled.

The six-month-old classmate Xiao Ji was white and tender, and his body was full of flesh. Ji Yang's legs gently pressed his belly, and he laughed endlessly after moving twice.

My eyes are about to be narrowed.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother are very considerate to him, and take care of him. The more he eats, the fatter he gets. Ji Yang looks at him, "Mom can't hold you like this anymore."

Classmate Xiao Ji didn't know what his father was talking about, holding his leg and chewing, scared Ji Yang to shrink back.

"Dirty?"

"Um..." He looked at his father with big round eyes, and put his chubby hand in his mouth when he reached out.

Ji Yang stretched out his hand.

He stuffed it again.

"No eating."

"@#￥..."

When Zhang Ruowan came out of the bath, she saw that the two father and son were true, her eyes softened, "Aren't they hungry?"

When Xiao Ji heard her mother's voice, she rolled over and crawled towards Zhang Ruowan.

He crawled fast and quickly reached the bed.

Zhang Ruowan shook her heart, hurriedly crawled to the bed, reached out her hand to take him and hugged him in her arms, "Slow down, be careful of falling."

Classmate Xiao Ji ran to his mother, smelling the fragrance of her mother's body, he smiled again, and put his arms around her mother's neck.

"Husband, make some milk powder for the baby, and I will go to bed after drinking it." Zhang Ruowan hugged him, her hands were a little tired after a while, and she could only walk to one side.

Sitting on the sofa, Zhang Ruowan asked Xiaoji classmates to face her. She smiled as soon as she lowered her head. When she fell into her arms, she softened her heart.

It makes people feel that even more effort is worth it.

Ji Yang got up to make milk powder.

Classmate Xiao Ji can eat, he doesn't need to coax at all, he starts to **** after he has taken the bottle, and it will bottom out after a while.

Zhang Ruowan was very difficult when she was carrying him. Ten months was like a year. He vomited everything when he saw him. Where could he eat?

This child is fine, eating everything, but fortunately he didn't learn from her.

"Give the baby bottle to Dad, let's go to sleep." Zhang Ruowan picked him up and kissed him again. "The baby is awesome."

Classmate Xiao Ji stretched out his chubby hand towards Ji Yang, but before the other party took it, he let go.

"Bang." Falling to the ground.

Ji Yang looked at his hand that hadn't taken it back, hit the back of his hand lightly, and said, "Give it to Dad and let it go."

Classmate Xiao Ji retracted his hand, held his mouth, turned his head away from Ji Yang, hugged his mother tightly with a grieved expression, buried his head on his mother's chest, and gave his father a back of his head.

"Are you still angry?" Ji Yang picked up the bottle and walked around to look at his face.

Classmate Xiao Ji still bulged his little cheeks, just tugging his little fists, avoiding his father.

"You can't throw the baby bottle." Ji Yang picked up the baby bottle and pointed, "I will beat you when you deliberately throw the baby bottle."

After speaking, he lightly patted the back of his hand.

Xiao Ji thought that his father had beaten him again, very wronged, and quickly stretched out his hand to resist.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp applause.

Ji Yang originally wanted to get in touch with him and talk to him. Xiao Ji waved his hand suddenly and hit his father's face directly.

Ji Yang was overwhelmed by the fight, and Zhang Ruowan swallowed.

The latest reaction was Xiao Ji, who cried out as soon as he "wow", it was called tragic.

The tears fell straight out of her eyes.

His hands hurt.

Dad "beat" him so much.

"Don't cry or cry." Zhang Ruowan returned to his senses, grabbed his hand, touched it slowly, and lowered her head to coax him.

Ji Yang, who was slapped, looked at Xiao Ji's classmate, who was blushing and aggrieved, and cried again when he looked at him.

"I even hit you with my face and made you cry, didn't I?" Ji Yang said helplessly.

What responded to him was the cry of classmate Xiao Ji.

"The baby hit my dad's face with a heart, and my dad hurts too. We don't cry." Zhang Ruowan kissed his little hand.

Ji Yang sighed and took the bottle to wash in the bathroom. Zhang Ruowan's voice came from the bedroom, "After washing, put the baby's bottle in the sterilizer for disinfection."

After washing the baby bottle, he washes the baby's clothes in the washing machine. This is a washing machine specially bought for the baby and has the function of disinfection.

After everything was done, it was late at night.

Ji Yang walked into the bedroom, and Zhang Ruowan made a quiet move at him. She leaned against the head of the bed, and classmate Xiao Ji was leaning against her.

Zhang Ruowan patted his back again and again.

Classmate Xiao Ji just cried miserably, now she is sobbing, her little hand is grabbing the corner of her clothes, squinting to fall asleep.

Ji Yang gently climbed onto the bed, fell asleep, pulled the quilt, and then went to sleep with his eyes closed.

When the child was asleep, Zhang Ruowan slowly put him down, covered him with a quilt and fell asleep again, but Ji Yang didn't move.

Knowing that he was not asleep, she reached out and poked at him.

Ji Yang pretended to be dead.

Zhang Ruowan's eyes flashed. Since the birth of the child, the communication between the two has been much less, and even the life of the husband and wife has not been a few times.

The child made a fuss, she got up to see when there was a little movement, and in the end Ji Yang was not interested, so she didn't mention it again.

"The baby didn't mean it just now." She thought he was angry about this, and explained specifically, "I just raised my hand and accidentally touched it."

Ji Yang was opposed to having children before, and she did not want them. She was also afraid that he would not like the birth of the child. In addition, she did put too much thought on the child during this period.

And he still takes care of her first. For the child, she always feels that he is not 100% caring and will not coax him.

"Yeah." Ji Yang replied, did not open his eyes and did not speak again.

Zhang Ruowan pondered it for a while and said, "Don't be so cold, the baby also likes you very much."

"I can't see it." Ji Yang turned around and turned his back to her.

Zhang Ruowan was choked by him and didn't know what to say. Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were rushing to hug the child, and she also had her at school, because she really cared about the child too much, so she didn't rest assured that she would take it by herself as long as she had time.

This situation resulted in Ji Yang not spending much time with his children.

"Forget it, as long as you like it." Ji Yang sighed after speaking, "Go to sleep."

There was a bit of pessimism in his heart, and he was very upset. An unintentional movement by Xiao Ji could make him think a lot.

The energy spent, the financial resources invested, the troubles caused, and the endless worries afterwards...

"What do I like? This is our child, our common child." Zhang Ruowan sat up and said seriously, "You are his father."

"I think it's an unworthy business." Ji Yang blurted out this sentence, just now there was a mess of calculations in his mind.

After he finished speaking, he was stunned.

"What is an unworthy sale?" Zhang Ruowan's eyes blushed, "Do you regret giving birth to him with me? Did he drag you down? Do you think it's better not to have him?"

She knew that Ji Yang didn't like children very much at the beginning, and she said before that the contribution of raising children is not proportional to the return.

However, the children of the two have already been born. She thinks that he will always change over time, and can this kind of thing be measured in return?

"I didn't mean that." Ji Yang also sat up and explained, "I told you before that we took him to see the world because it was his parents, and all the contributions were one-sided, without asking for anything in return. "

"I just think raising a child is very tiring, but I don't regret it."

The original owner's emotions were better suppressed by him, and he was also influenced by Xiao Ji's classmates a little bit. Now it makes him more fatherly.

However, he hasn't been able to make that kind of gratitude and regrets, because he is selfish and selfish. It is still difficult to completely reverse it. Even if he pretends very well, there are some negative emotions in his heart.

For example, the original owner thought that the birth of a child was suffering, and he should not come to this world to suffer.

"Everyone is very tired, and I am very tired, but the baby is growing up every day, I think it is worth it." Zhang Ruowan recalled the sadness over the past year, from being pregnant to giving birth more than 20 years ago. A few years add up to more.

"I will take the role of a father, and strive to do my best." Ji Yang promised.

Zhang Ruowan knew that she could not force him, but what Ji Yang said made her uncomfortable, but she could only accept it.

She hopes that what the child has is the father's natural love for him, not to pretend.

For one night, both of them were sleepless.

In the following days, Zhang Ruowan felt both distressed for Ji Yang and also for Xiaoji. She also knew that Ji Yang was working hard to change herself.

She began to create more opportunities for the two fathers and sons to get along, but despite this, Xiaoji still got closer to her mother and grandparents.

If these three people were there, he would not let Ji Yang hug them.

Zhang Ruowan saw this in her heart, how could this be achieved? But there is no other way, Xiao Ji likes to cry again, so he can only give up.

This situation has always continued, and progress has been slow, until a major event happened to Xiaoji in nine months.

While Zhang Ruowan was not paying attention, the classmate Xiao Ji, who was helping the table to rise, fell and slid.

Zhang Ruowan missed a piece of heart, and the other party's heart-piercing voice came over, and she was so distressed that she couldn't breathe.

"Wow...wow..."

She ran over to pick up the child, knocked out blood on her forehead, and when she saw the blood, she felt weak when holding the child.

Ji Yang just came back from get out of class and quickly walked over to hug the child.

"Go to the hospital first." He took the car key, took Zhang Ruowan and walked out quickly, got into the car, put the child in her arms, and drove by himself.

Zhang Ruowan's tears continued to fall with the child, she fell over her head and did not dare to move. She blamed herself in her eyes.

She is not optimistic.

When he arrived at the hospital, Ji Yang took the child for examination. Zhang Ruowan's mind went blank and followed him.

Classmate Xiao Ji hurts and cries more than ever. Not only Zhang Ruowan's heart is broken, but Ji Yang's heart is all pulled together.

I usually see the child without any reaction. This is really something wrong. He can't be calm at all. At this moment, he also deeply understands that giving birth to this child will have to worry about him for the rest of his life. It is hard work and happiness. How could it not be possible? Emotions turned a blind eye to him?

During the examination, classmate Xiao Ji cried more fiercely and grabbed his father fiercely, which was a pitiful one.

"The doctor will check the baby, it doesn't hurt." Ji Yang softly coaxed him.

"Wow…"

"Be good." Ji Yang bowed his head and kissed him, almost instinctively, slowly calming him and calming his emotions.

One inspection after another, Xiao Ji became more dependent on his father and clung to his father.

Fortunately, it was fine. A layer of skin was torn on the forehead, and it had to be disinfected. It was very disinfected, and it was another cry.

Ji Yang hugged Huan, and finally fell asleep crying.

He refused to let go of his father when he got home to sleep.

Zhang Ruowan blamed herself for several days, but he didn't dare to look away.

Since then, she has also found that Ji Yang's feelings for the child have changed a lot. Looking at the wound, the distress and worry revealed in his eyes no less than hers.

Sometimes the cooking is still held in one hand, and the other is cooking, and the stewed meat is blown cold for Xiaoji classmates to taste.

The father and son often made noises, and the room was full of laughter and laughter.