If You Are a Dodder Flower

Chapter 2

A few days later, Cheng Hao took her daughter to the place where Cao Xiong arranged.

As he said, it is an old house. Very old, good for furniture. Cao Xiong made people clean up in advance, prepared the bedding utensils, and the appliances were replaced with new ones. When you come to Chengdu, you can already live.

Cao Xiong even took the hospital care worker back to take care of her. I also went to visit her two or three times, and each time I just sat down, let her rest, drink a cup of tea and leave.

Even so, Cheng Yu quickly found out that Cao Xiong loves black tea and does not like green tea. When he came back, the tea she brewed would suit his taste.

At the same time, Cao Xiong also understood what Chen’s ex-husband said on the phone. Cheng Yu… It’s really a woman who can’t take care of herself.

She is not smart, confused, and even more terrible is no idea. I don’t know what to do when I encounter something. She will only be supple and obedient.

Her ex-husband is just a middle-class white-collar class. For that man, Cheng Hao is all shortcomings. When she was nearly thirty years old and gradually lost her youthful life, she was rejected by her husband.

However, for Cao Xiong, these are not the shortcomings of Cheng Yu, even the place where he likes her. The weakness of the little woman is pitiful, and Cao Xiong is also a strange experience.

He has come many times, and Cheng Yu always wants to stop and worry. Cao Xiong only did not know.

When she came to see her again, she had already cultivated well and her cheeks were rosy. It looks much more beautiful than when I was in the hospital.

“I let the caregiver go back.” She gave tea to her and bit her lip.

“Is it good?” the man asked. He sat on the sofa, took off his hat, and freely unlocked the black uniform. The gesture is like the owner.

He was originally the owner of the house.

In front of him, Cheng Hao is always at a loss. Hearing his inquiry, he was busy: “It’s okay.”

She actually wants to ask Cao Xiong to ask him this time, when she can live in this house, but she is afraid that he will drive her away. Let her go alone to find a new strange place. When she goes to live alone with her children, she will be worried when she thinks about it.

Cao Xiong did not drink tea and ordered cigarettes. It is clear what she is worried about.

He stood up and turned around in the living room and asked, “What about children?”

Cheng Yu’s soft answer: “Going to school.”

She always dared not look directly at Cao Xiong. This man is too strong and scary.

She is even more afraid…he is good for her for no reason.

The old house did not have floor-to-ceiling windows. Cao Xiong smoked on the window sill and looked at the woman with his eyes open.

Weak, sturdy, no branch.

He didn’t talk, and the room was smothered. The breath of the man silently filled the entire hall.

Cheng Yu avoids inevitable, slightly hangs his head, the tip of the nose oozes fine sweat beads, and the fingers are uneasy to sway.

Cao Xiong’s gaze glared at the woman’s slender body. When he saw the twisted fingers, the corner of his mouth was a smile.

This world has never been good for no reason.

Cheng Hao is not a naive girl. She is thirty years old. For the things between men and women, my heart is like a mirror. She is only afraid, afraid to face, and dare not resist.

Knowing that she understands in her heart, she will do it. Cao Xiong smashed the smoke on the window sill and stepped forward to pinch the small chin.

Cheng Yu was forced to look up in horror, both confused and uneasy. Like a little beast to be slaughtered.

It is Cao Xiong who likes her.

He bowed his head and kissed it…

When he let go, Cheng Cheng took a few steps back in amazement, like the last weak struggle, or escape. She and her ex-husband were lovers when they were in high school, and they got married after graduating from college. She lived to be thirty years old and never had another man. The man’s aggression scared her.

She stepped back and gasped in a hurry, and was against the door of the bedroom.

Cao Xiong stepped over in the past, took her, and seized her back, not letting her break his kiss. Feeling the woman in her arms from stiff to soft, he kicked the bedroom door and hugged her in…

That door will immediately close the “”…

Afterwards, Cao Xiong clearly understood that he was not clear about it. He did not intend to remarry.

His eldest son, Cao Yang, is 21 years old and only nine years younger than Cheng Yu. The second son is also an adult. He did not intend to find a stepmother for them, and he would disturb the existing harmony of the family.

But he touched her cheek and promised her: “If you are willing to follow me, I will take care of you.”

Seeing the look of a stunned look, he felt involuntarily softened in his heart, and paused, adding: “I won’t leave you alone…”

This sentence is like a peace of mind.

She abandoned her husband and knew that marriage could not give her any guarantee. On the contrary, this man’s hard chest and promised words made her want to hold on.

She really didn’t know where to leave and where to go. Or, she alone with her children, only rely on the ex-husband to give her a little money, how to live.

In this fear, Cao Xiong is like a driftwood for survival, and she is tightly grasped.

Cheng Hao, he did Cao Xiong’s lover and attached to his life.

Soon after, she left her temporary house with her daughter and moved to another apartment that Cao Xiong prepared for her.

Here, Cao Xiong gave her a delicate life of food and clothing, and she also loved her.

Her body is not very good, she is often sick and needs an injection to take medicine. In the past, it was a burden for her family and an important reason why her husband would dislike her. The same thing, in Cao Xiong here is not a big deal.

Although Cao Xiong could not give her a name, she made her live very well.

His sons also met with adults in informal occasions and had dinner.

After Cao Xiong had a success, he should have gradually turned to a man of the following year, but he had a look of youthful glow. The sons realized that their father, who was a strong chill, had…and needs someone to accompany him.

Cao Yang and Cao Bin also observed Cheng Yu, confirming that she is just a weak and sturdy little woman, even without much material desire, and no ambition.

She took her daughter alone and only wanted a safe life.

Cao Xiong talked with Cao Yang alone. He did not plan to add a younger brother to them. He has already gone to the hospital to do ligation and ask them to rest assured.

The father did this for them, so that the Cao family brothers were very worried about their father.

There are many women who can solve their physiological needs. The women who can really accompany Cao Xiong have not been there before. Cheng Hao can make their father happy, they also respect her respect, occasionally meet, and politely call her a “crowd.”

This woman is soft and well-behaved, but it is a silk flower that Cao Xiong raises in the room, which is used to relieve relaxation and pleasing to the eye. This is Cao Xiong himself, and he also sees Cheng Yu as such.

However, this silk flower is particularly popular with him.

Cao Xiong was a 16-year-old Cheng Cheng, and everyone thought that Cheng Yu would accompany Cao Xiong for the rest of his life. No one had thought that if he died of illness first, he would become a shackle.

What is even more unexpected is that after this silk flower has withered, Cao Xiong, a mountain-like man, suddenly feels like he has been taken half of his life.

Cao Xiong thought, this must be because he is old.

Because it is old, it is soft. Unconsciously, he became a shackle and rooted in his heart.

He closed his eyes and remembered the dowry of the dying, a long sigh.

The second child, Cao Bin, also sighed: “Trouble, big living!” This is not a kitten, this is a little girl.

The youngest Cao Xing is physically strong, and the muscles are about to break through the clothes. He looked at his brothers and asked him: “Can you… find a boarding school for her?”

Cao Yang, the eldest son of Cao’s family, smoked two cigarettes silently and said: “Forget it.”

“I haven’t seen the child for a few years. How old? Fourteen? Fifteen?” He played the ash. “There is no mother at this age…”

Cao Bin Cao Xing was silent.

When they had no mother, they were 12 years old and 10 years old. Even the biggest Cao Yang is only fourteen years old. I am sensible.

Suddenly lost the mother’s fear and sadness, although it is light in memory, it has always existed.

Not to mention that unlike them, this is a girl. Let her go outside, what to do…

“Dad will kill us.” Cao Bin helped the amount.

This matter was finally decided by the boss Cao Yang.

“Let’s raise it. Nothing big.” Cao Yang said, “For her to finish college, she will marry in the future and give her a dowry.”

Simply, I made a plan for the life of the little girl I haven’t seen for years.

He thought again and asked, “What is the child called?”

I asked both brothers. They have seen the child a few years ago. At that time, she was about ten years old and eleven years old? Very beautiful little girl, just a little introverted. After calling someone, she shrank around her mother and stopped talking. She looked like her mother.

As for the name…

“Like… little monkey?” Cao Bin said uncertainly.

Cao Xing smiled and sprayed.

“How do I remember it seems to be a monkey?” Cao Yang is not sure.

Cao Xingyu table: “What the name of the ghost?”

“It seems to be.” Cao Bin said.

Does anyone know or not? They have never even cared about it, let alone a little girl.

Cao Yang asked his second brother: “When are you going?”

“I wanted to leave tomorrow.” Cao Bin said, “Let’s see the little girl and go.”

After two days, Cao Yang came home in the evening, and Lao Zhou called him: “The child has been there for a while, and the commander has something to do, and can’t come back. Are you going to meet?”

“Weird poor…” said Lao Zhou. There are no other relatives. After the mother died, she was an orphan.

Cao Yang put on the military cap again: “Where?”

“Small hall.”

When Cao Yang passed through the banquet hall and walked into the small hall, the sunshine in the early summer was still very bright even in the evening. From the large window in the west, it slanted into the small living room and sprinkled the girl sitting on the sofa.

The girl is sitting on a soft sofa, but the strange back is straight. If the shoulders are not so thin and soft, the waist is not so slender, and maybe there is a little military style.

Cao Yang’s footsteps paused, squinting at the sun and looking at the girl’s slightly sloping neck.

Slender, is the first feeling. With his hand and a lock throat, he can break it.

Snow white is the second feeling. In the slightly golden sunshine, the arc is unusually beautiful.

Suppleness is the third feeling. That kind of gesture, with a submissive obedience to the man.

Cao Yang suddenly remembered, the child is not called a monkey.

Her name is Xiaorou.

With her father, surnamed Xia.

Her name is Xia Rou.

Summer summer, supple and soft.