Lei Feng System

Saying goodbye to the Lei family and his son, Lei Lizhen motioned to An Guoren with her eyes. Anguoren knew, and stopped his son who was going to go upstairs, "Xiaoyu, what did your Uncle Lei tell you just now?"

Han Zhuoyu glanced at him lightly and continued upstairs.

"Hey, you kid! Dad asks you something!" An Guo was so angry that he had no choice but to take his son. One is that his son originally had this virtue, and he couldn't squeeze a word out of him if he was so angry; the other was that he was scrupulous about Thunder, he dare not touch his son's hair at present. Anguoren is not a fool to be able to climb to the position of secretary of the municipal party committee, and Lei Ting feels that he values ​​his son.

"Don't get angry, call Minghuai to ask later. The two brothers are good at talking." Lei Lizhen gave her son a look.

"Okay, but I may not come out asking." An Ming reluctantly went upstairs, knocked on the door for a long time and didn't get a response. He stood for a while with a gloomy expression and went back to the room. If he can, he really wants Han Zhuoyu to disappear forever!

In the room, Han Zhuoyu was working on his homework. After more than an hour, he wanted to pour a glass of water and suddenly felt that something was missing.

‘Where’s my picture frame? He asked in a slightly anxious tone.

[Yes, in the hands of Comrade Xiaozheng. ] 9527 confess honestly. Comrade Xiaozheng secretly stuffed the photo frame into his clothes, so cute, he really can't stop it!

Han Zhuoyu's ugly expression eased. That photo carries the happiest memory of his life and is his most important treasure. If someone else took it, he would be mad and angry, and then he would try his best to get it back. But if it was Xiaozheng, he found that he couldn't get angry anyway, just a little helpless.

After a while, the boy took out his cell phone and fiddled with him.

The son was kidnapped in the imperial capital's home, and Lei Ting didn't dare to take him back. After taking a one-month holiday, he applied to the H City Military Region for a temporary residence.

The house has three bedrooms and one living room. The decoration is a bit old, but it is cleaned very cleanly. The furniture, electrical appliances and daily necessities are all available. The sheets and bedding are also newly bought, and you can move in with a bag.

Lei Ting dragged the suitcase and wanted to pick up his son's small schoolbag.

Lei Chen hurriedly hugged his schoolbag and backed away two steps, his eyes showing caution.

"Well, you take it yourself. Xiaochen has grown up." Lei Ting laughed, and quickly found a new home and took out the key.

"This room belongs to you." After entering the door, Lei Ting pointed to the smallest room and said, then pointed to the next room again. "This room belongs to Brother Xiaoyu. Tomorrow Dad will ask him to decorate it. Your Brother Xiaoyu can live in it. It’s comfortable."

Lei Chen sneaked into Xiaoyu's room, dominated the bed and refused to get down, still holding the small schoolbag tightly in his arms.

"Do you want to sleep here? Okay. Dad will change clothes first, and come over to bathe you later." Lei Ting smiled helplessly, and went back to the room to put his luggage and put on casual clothes.

When his father was far away, Lei Chen let go of his schoolbag, took out a small picture frame from the side mezzanine, and touched it with his hand. There was a slight door opening, and he bounced up, quickly tucked the picture frame under the pillow, and then looked at the person with a slumped face.

Lei Ting didn't see any clues from his son's dumb face, rolled up his sleeves and went into the bathroom to release the water, and then helped his son undress and take a bath. Unlike other children, Lei Chen kept crying or playing in the water. He just played with his fingers silently, allowing his father to fiddle.

Only at this time can Thunder touch his son's head unscrupulously. But he didn't dare to touch his son's neck at all. As long as he touched it a little, the little child would tremble violently, looking at him with both frightened and terrified eyes. At this moment, Thunder could hardly suppress the murderous inwardness that surged in his heart.

Flushing the foam, drying the body, and drying the hair, Lei Ting puts on his son's new bear pajamas, adjusts the temperature of the air conditioner, and covers him with a quilt.

"Today we are telling the story of the little prince." He took out a stack of story books and said after picking and choosing. No one can imagine that the conscientious dad in front of him is the iron-blooded general of the GZ military region.

Xiao Tuanzi's dumb expression finally made waves. He waved away the dreamy little prince and pointed to a story book with a more mature style. On the cover of the book is a sturdy man, wearing a blue tights and a red inner inner, with a flash of lightning in his hand.

This is the first time that his son has actively expressed his wishes. Lei Ting suppressed his inner excitement and opened the title page slowly and said, "There used to be a city called a metropolis..."

Ten minutes later, Lei Chen closed his eyes. Thunder gradually lowered the volume, and finally closed the book, staring quietly at his son's sleeping face. As if feeling his father's gaze, Lei Chen rolled over, leaving his father with a dark back of his head.

Lei Ting smiled and stroked his son's soft hair, tucked the quilt, and left gently.

Entering the study, he first called the adjutant and learned that the gangster hadn't caught him yet, so he took out a cigarette and lit it with a cold face, unscrupulously releasing his murderous aura. When a cigarette was almost finished, the phone vibrated and a text message came.

[Xiaoyu: Photo frame? 】

Lei Ting was stunned, then extinguished the cigarette, and silently opened the door of his son's room.

The little guy trembled like an electric shock, and immediately stuffed something under the pillow, and then pretended to sleep, but his erratic eyelids and trembling eyelashes had deeply sold himself.

Well, pretending to be asleep fooled my father who was a scout, and learned to steal things! Lei Ting took out the photo frame from under the pillow and looked at his son who had jumped up to **** it.

Taking the opportunity to return the photo frame, Lei Ting knew he should give his son a severe lesson, and rightly told him that stealing other people's things was wrong, and he had to change it! But he couldn't say anything harsh, he just wanted to laugh, laugh. The son will express his thoughts, he will be naughty, he will think carefully... He is indescribably happy! Rather than being lifeless like a marionette, he would rather his son get into trouble, cause trouble, and then come back crying to find his father.

The little dumpling hugged the photo frame tightly and wrapped himself in the quilt, leaving only a pair of eyes staring at his father sternly, and his **** eyes were stubborn and defensive. Without a big brother, he dare not sleep!

"Tomorrow Xiaoyu brother is here, you have to apologize to Xiaoyu brother, know? Otherwise, he doesn't like you. It is wrong to take people and things casually, your brother Xiaoyu would never do it like this." Lei Ting tried to reason with his son , Seeing his softened eyes, couldn't help squeezing the tender flesh on his face.

It's not easy to move when wrapped in a spherical shape, and the little dumpling can only be pinched by father.

Lei Ting twirled his fingertips contentedly, and said warmly, "You can hold the picture frame first, anyway, your brother Xiaoyu will come over tomorrow. Dad will explain to you first."

settle down.

[Uncle Lei: The photo frame is here in Xiaochen, and I will return it to you tomorrow. Sorry, I will educate him well. 】At the same time, the crisp system prompt sounded, [ding~received thunder 30 points of gratitude! ] Han Zhuoyu put down the phone, his eyes were filled with confusion, ‘I didn’t do anything, why does Uncle Lei always give me thanks? ’

[Probably because the damaged body shell has not been repaired yet! He always leaks positive energy, which is only good for us. Why do you think so much? ] 9527 is playing CS and replied absent-mindedly. The human beings who use god-level technology to crush the lips of fish are one of the evil tastes he has developed recently.

Han Zhuoyu felt that it made sense, put aside the doubts, and took out the third year textbook to preview.

Lei Ting soon received a text message from the teenager, with just the three words "It's okay", you can imagine the calm and indifferent expression when the other party fiddled with the phone. He stared at the information in a daze. After a while, there was a trace of fatigue on his face. He slowly lay down beside his son, watching him wake up from nightmares again and again, and then refused to comfort him by patting and sleeping, holding a photo of the boy in a light sleep.

In this way, tossing again and again until Linchen, both father and son appeared thick black green. Without hypnosis, you can't fall asleep, but hypnosis will destroy the brain. Thunder sincerely hopes that the arrival of the teenager will bring his son a sense of security. After changing his clothes for his dumbfounded son, he whispered, "Okay, go to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth."

Lei Chen brushed away his father's hand that he wanted to hug him, and walked into the bathroom with the small picture frame.

Thunder rubbed his eyebrows, his expression tired. In the past, my son would occasionally accept his closeness. This was the result of the psychiatrist’s painstaking guidance. Now, this door of heart that has finally been opened is closed again. He was afraid that his son would lose his trust in everyone, completely reject the world, and never return to normal. But fortunately, Han Zhuoyu appeared, like a beam of light that broke through the clouds, making him see new hope.

settle down.

[Ding~ Received 10 points of gratitude from Thunder! 】

[Comrade Taisho really thank you all the time, host! ] 9527 yawned. He is an intellectual brain that needs sleep, which is not surprising at all!

Han Zhuoyu was stunned, then blankly picked up the toothbrush and brushed his teeth.

Military area compound.

When the deep exhaustion slowly subsided, Lei Ting walked into the bathroom to wash his son. Unpacking the newly bought children's toothbrush and squeezing toothpaste, he leaned over and said, "Open your mouth." He remembered the housekeeper doing this before.

Lei Chen obediently raised his head and opened his mouth. He saw the picture frame on the washstand. He closed his mouth as if remembering something, grabbed the toothbrush, and Kazkaz brushed it.

Lei Ting was stunned for a long time before asking in a dumb voice, "Xiaochen, you know how to brush your teeth? Who taught you?" Obviously, he and the housekeeper have been teaching countless times before and failed.

Lei Chen would actually do it a long time ago, he just didn't want to respond. Without paying attention to Dad, he climbed onto the low stool next to the washstand, gurgled off the foam in his mouth, and then took the picture frame and put it on his chest.

Thunder chuckled. Really confused, who else can be besides Han Zhuoyu? That kid really...he couldn't express his gratitude in precise words.

[Ding~ Received 20 points of gratitude from Thunder! 】

9527 didn't speak, he was swiftly opening the computer and hanging up his game account.

Han Zhuoyu wiped his face expressionlessly, with a calm attitude. Ding and Ding are used to it.

After washing his son's face, Lei Ting called the adjutant to bring breakfast. There are everything in the kitchen, but the Lei family’s men have always believed in the idea of ​​a gentleman far away from cooking. In addition, he stayed in the army all the year round and was used to eating big pot meals in the cafeteria.

But can four-year-old children eat instant noodles? The answer is definitely no.

While waiting for the breakfast to come, Thunder tried to talk to his son and play games, but they were unsuccessful. The son opened the small schoolbag and took out a lot of nine-links inside. Repeatedly. The young boy’s photos are always placed within his reach, and can be seen by just lifting his eyes.

Lei Ting stared at the photo, seriously considering whether he should get a rope around his son's neck. Maybe you can take a photo of your son and Han Zhuoyu and put it in your necklace so that your son can take it with you.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and laughed.

Adjutant Lu Bin lived next door and soon delivered a steaming breakfast.

"Let's eat together." Lei Ting greeted.

"Second Young Master, that shredded mushroom and chicken porridge belongs to you, and this bowl of pumpkin porridge belongs to Xiaochen." Lu Bin quickly reminded him when his boss put a bowl of meat porridge in front of Lei Chen.

"It's okay, he can..." Before the words were finished, the son spit out the meat porridge with a crash, making the table full. Thunder picked up the paper and hurriedly cleaned up the mess, frowning his thick eyebrows. Didn’t you eat well yesterday? Why today...

Rubbing his aching eyebrows, he felt that he should pack Han Zhuoyu back last night.

The wait for a whole night and a half was too long for the devastated father and son.