Lei Feng System

When Lei Ting rushed to the hospital, Mr. Lei was sitting cross-legged on the bed. He was full of breath and said something to the old comrade who came to visit. He didn't seem to be seriously ill at all. Seeing the great-grandson with red eyes, he immediately jumped up from the bed, his darling screamed constantly, wanting to hold but not daring to hold, his expression was very tangled.

As before, Lei Chen shrank his shoulders and lowered his head, and did not respond at all to Grandpa Grandpa's call.

"That's not right, isn't it a lot better? Why is it different from what you saw in the video!?" Grandpa Lei glared at his grandson.

"It's really better. Xiaoyu didn't follow, so he was angry." Lei Ting stretched out his hand to touch his son's head, and was slapped mercilessly.

"Angry?" Grandpa Lei squatted down, taking good care of his great-grandson. I still have the same facial paralysis as before, and I really can't see the emotions.

"Why didn't the Han family come along?" He asked the old comrades away strangely. He also heard about Anguoren and Lei Lizhen. What's the point of staying in such a home?

"You know his condition, coming to an unfamiliar environment may stimulate his psychology. Unless he voluntarily, he can't be forced to do anything." Lei Ting picked up the medical order and found that the prescriptions were all health-preserving medicines. I knew it in my mind. Sure enough, I missed great-grandchildren, so I pretended to be sick to trick them back.

"The first day was very scary, and I fainted. As soon as I saw the baby, everything was fine." Grandpa Lei coughed awkwardly, and turned the topic back, "Then what if he is alone in H City? I can't return home. Yes, you have to give him a proper arrangement. I heard that he is about to take the university entrance examination, so he can’t go to university in City H. There are no good schools there."

"I'll talk about these things later, I'll arrange it." Lei Ting carried his son to grandpa's grandfather's bed and took out a Sudoku plate from his travel bag and stuffed it over.

Lei Chen hung his head and played with his fingers, and ignored it.

Old man Lei was interested. He picked up the Sudoku with immature handwriting and looked at it like a baby, "Hey, it's all right, our baby is a little genius!" The great-grandson said nothing, neither crying nor smiling, he Once worried about his IQ problem.

"Well, he is very sensitive to numbers and is currently undergoing special training." Lei Ting sat down and his expression became very cautious, "Grandpa, I want to transfer to City H."

The smile on Elder Lei's face slowly faded, and he asked in the same cautious tone, "Do you know what you are talking about? How much effort have you put into this step? Do you remember how many times we received you News of a serious injury and dying? Why did you give up so easily now that you used your life to fight?"

"I can't leave the child alone. I have obtained his custody. He is my responsibility and I can't shirk it. I will be where he is. I can only make this mistake once for my career and family neglect." Lei Ting looked at his silent son, and his tone became brisk, "Besides, Xiaochen can't do without him. Do you know? Xiaochen has learned to speak."

Grandpa Lei's attention was immediately diverted, and he asked eagerly, "What did he say? He called Grandpa Grandpa?"

Lei Ting's eyes were deep, "He said he wants Brother Xiaoyu. He said it many times."

Mr. Lei was surprised at first, then sad, and finally suspicious, his expression changed and changed very complicated.

Hearing the words of Brother Xiaoyu, Lei Chen's ears moved, and he slowly raised his head to look at his father, saying, "I, Yao, Xiao, Yu, Brother, Brother." When the words fell, he beat the bed hard. Show resolute.

"Baby, can you say it again?" Old man Lei's expression froze in surprise, demanding tremblingly.

Lei Chen turned to look at Grandpa Grandpa and repeated, "I, Yao, Xiao, Yu, brother, brother!"

"Oh, okay, okay, okay~" Mr. Lei was almost incoherent with joy, he could only whisper a good word, and he reached out to hold his great-grandson but was avoided.

"Will you call Grandpa Grandpa?" He bent over to coax.

Lei Chen stared at the two adults stubbornly, and found that neither of them had any intention of taking them to find Brother Xiaoyu, their mouths tightened, and they lowered their heads and continued to play with their fingers.

Elder Lei coaxed him for half an hour, to no avail.

"Don't waste your effort, I spent two hours on the plane." Thunder smiled bitterly.

"Forget it, it's good to be able to speak." The old man Lei was mixed with joy and sorrow, and finally waved, "You will talk about the transfer in two days. Let's go and leave the hospital! The great-grandson can speak, and I am no longer sick."

The guard outside the door hurried in to pack things.

In the evening, Lei’s old house.

"Xiaochen, eat more! Look at you, all..." The word'Lost' was swallowed by Thunder's mother Guo Yinghe abruptly. I haven't seen him for a month, the grandson is round, and the small arms and legs are pleated, looking very gratifying.

"I'm fat. Okay!" Lei's father told the truth, and gave the little grandson a chopsticks of chicken.

"Eat more." Lei Xu's smile brought real warmth.

"I haven't seen a lot of growth in a month, and I'm going to catch up with his brother Lei Han." Lei Xu's wife Wu Shuiyun also put a chopsticks of braised pork for the small dumpling. I have long heard that Xiaochen can be tainted with meat and fish, and everyone wants to put a table of meat into his mouth. It's not that they live in poverty and can't afford to eat. Who can bear to see their little children live like a monk? Only his cruel mother can do it.

"Brother eat." Lei Han, who is 10 years old, already has the demeanor of a good brother, and stretched out his arm to pick up vegetables for his brother.

In a short while, the plates in front of Lei Chen were full, and a little sharp appeared. But he didn't move his chopsticks, lowered his head and shrank his shoulders, playing with his fingers.

"Xiaochen, eat!" Lei Ting commanded in a deep voice.

Lei Chen continued to bend his fingers and turned a deaf ear to it.

"Father, feed you." Thunder stretched out his hand, preparing to pick up the bowl in front of him.

"I'm coming. You eat." Guo Yinghe took the first spoonful of rice and delivered two pieces of meat to his grandson.

Lei Chen turned his head, his expression was very cold.

Guo Yinghe squeezed to the other side of his grandson and softly coaxed.

Lei Chen turned his head back again.

"Mom, he wants to eat white rice and vegetables first, then white rice and meat dishes, like this." Lei Ting gave his mother a demonstration.

"Hey~ How do you have to be so particular about eating a meal?" Guo Yinghe smiled, as his son said, he prepared the rice and vegetables and delivered them to his grandson.

Lei Chen snorted and turned his head vigorously.

"Baby, take a bite, ah~" Guo Yinghe persevered.

Lei Chen was a little upset. He turned his head too swiftly and tilted his body and knocked off the bowl in his grandma's hand. There was only a crisp sound, and the white rice grains spilled all over the table, making it impossible for everyone to eat.

"Lei Chen, do you eat or not?" Thunder snapped down his chopsticks, his face full of anger. In the past, my son was like a puppet when he was silent, and he could hardly feel his existence. Now that he gets better, his personality is getting more and more bearish. It is very difficult to serve him. It made him one head two big. It would be fine if Xiaoyu was there, he must have a way.

Lei Chen buried his head low, making no sound, but soon his shoulders began to tremble and twitch, tears falling straight down. Guo Yinghe felt distressed, and quickly went to wipe his tears, but was pushed away.

"I want Brother Xiaoyu!" He picked up the spoon and ping-pong the bowl.

"Hey~ my dear grandson! Grandma will help you bring Brother Xiaoyu here." Guo Yinghe agreed. The grandson can talk, she feels like something happy, even if the grandson wants the stars in the sky, she has to pick it.

"Mom, don't just promise him anything you can't do, he will take it seriously." Lei Ting frowned.

Guo Yinghe glared at his son disapprovingly, and then continued to coax his grandson.

It's okay if you don't coax, the more you coax Lei Chen's tears, the more tears he shed. Although he doesn't have the heartbreaking howling of ordinary children, the silent tears look even more distressing. Everyone couldn't eat anymore, they came up to comfort one by one, but they never succeeded. They didn't stop until Lei Chen was tired of crying and fell asleep.

Lei's father Lei Xingbang sighed and waved to his two sons, "Let's go to the study to talk." The grandson's illness and his son's transfer to work are all major issues, and he was a little hard to decide for a while.

The father and son had a long conversation, but they were interrupted by Lei Chen who was awake two hours later.

"What can I do? If he refuses to eat rice or drink milk, he will not be able to stand it!" Guo Yinghe held a milk bottle in his hand, his expression worried. It's hard to raise this body, don't come back for a few days and lose it again.

"I'm coming." Lei Ting took the bottle, and as soon as he walked to the bed, Lei Chen got into the quilt and wrapped himself into a ball.

"You come out for me." Pulling out his son, Thunder forced the **** into his mouth.

Lei Chen kept shaking his head to avoid him. After his chin was pinched by his father, he pressed his tongue against him, shaking his arms, kicking his legs and twisting his hips. In any case, he would not drink to death. I haven't been so tired from fighting on the battlefield. Thunder wiped his sweat, and finally gave up helplessly.

"What should I do now?" Guo Yinghe described as haggard.

"Let him be alone for a while!" For the first time, Lei Ting tasted the difficulties of being a parent of a bear child.

Guo Yinghe couldn't, so he had to guard his grandson's bed. Lei Xingbang didn't leave. The old couple sat opposite each other and sighed silently.

The compound of the Military Region of H Province.

Han Zhuoyu and Lu Bin had a simple meal, and then one went back to the room and the other watched TV in the living room. They didn't talk about language communication, and they rarely looked at each other. After the boy closed the door, Lu Bin let out a sigh. He really didn't know how to get along with autistic patients. He always felt very embarrassed. He wanted to tell a joke to adjust the atmosphere, and he would be dumb when he met each other's facial paralyzed face.

The Second Young Master still has a way, it feels warm when I am with Xiaoyu.

Han Zhuoyu returned to the room and stared in a daze at the computer that was turned on. Without the temperature of Xiaozheng nestling next to him, without the smell of tobacco on Uncle Lei's body, he always felt that something was missing, and his heart was empty.

[Host, it's time to preview homework. ] 9527 Remind timely.

‘I don’t want to do it today. Han Zhuoyu shook his head.

[Then go and make a copy with me? [9527] Not only did he fall, he also pulled the host to fall together.

Maybe I should keep myself busy. Thinking about it this way, the teenager logged in to his account and went on missions with the moxibustion dance E Qi, who has become the No. 1 **** in the entire server, and aroused all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred from other players.

The young man’s fingers danced on the keyboard at a speed beyond ordinary people, using superb skills to drive away the thoughts in his heart by the peak duel. It was only five hours away, but it felt like a long, long time had passed.