Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home

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Xu Jiamu and Song Father lived in a room, and Song Xiangsi lived in a room by himself.

There is only one white wall between the two rooms.

Song Xiangsi woke up the next morning and went to the next room. The door was opened by his father. Xu Jiamu was not in the room.

Father's spirit seemed far less good than yesterday, and even a little bit depressed, but just opened a door for her, but walked for about ten meters, and was tired and panting.

Song Xiangsi helped his father to sit on the sofa and she hadn't spoken yet. Father Song said slowly: "Last night, Xiao Xu hardly slept all night."

"My stomach is a little uncomfortable, and I ran to the toilet every time. He carried me back every time. In the middle of the night, I accidentally urinated on the bed. He changed the clothes for me and wiped my body. A bed let me sleep, he was watching me all night, and my clothes, he washed them..."

Father Song said, and raised his hand, pointing to the two clothes hanging in front of the window.

"It can be seen that Xiao Xu is really good, and he is really good to you. I will be assured of having him with you in the future..."

Father Song also talked a lot of good things about Xu Jiamu, but Song Xiangsi didn't hear a word, just stared at Xu Jiamu's clothes and stared at them.

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Xu Jiamu returned to the hotel, carrying several bags in his hand.

Last night, everyone went in a hurry and didn’t bring any clothes. Xu Jiamu went to the airport shopping mall to buy two sets of laundry for Song Xiangsi and Father Song from the inside out. By the way, he also rented a car and bought two. Breakfast.

Father Song’s actions remained unchanged, and Xu Jiamu sat next to him, patiently holding spoons, feeding spoonfuls of porridge to Song Song.

Sitting on the opposite side, Song Xiangsi looked at the scene in front of her, and her eyes became inexplicably moist. She hung her head and dared not look at the picture in front of her. Then it was shaken again.

In her memory, Xu Jiamu was a typical young man who stretched out his hands and opened his mouth to a meal. Once upon a time, he changed, he became more attentive, became very caring, and reliable. The sense of security and dependence makes people feel at ease and warm in his presence.

If so, in the past eight years he had been with her, he had a look like this for a moment in front of her. Perhaps, at the beginning, she would not feel ashamed, and would not force herself so hard. leave him.

Now, he finally turned into a good man worth her life, as she wished, but she had nothing to do with her.

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At 11 o'clock in the morning, Xu Jiamu settled the room bill and drove the car he rented, carrying Song Xiangsi and Father Song back to their hometown.

The airport is more than 400 kilometers away from the town where Song Xiangsi was born. He walked on the road for more than five hours, until nearly five o'clock in the afternoon, and finally arrived at Song Xiangsi's hometown.

After the Song family went to Beijing to cure the disease, the Song family had no one to live in. The house was a bit dirty.

Xu Jiamu, who didn't sleep well last night and drove the car for another day, rolled up his sleeves without any complaint, cleaned the room and the inside and outside, and then went out to buy food, cook the food himself, and made dinner.

Father Song's loss of appetite, without much food, took the medicine and returned to the master bedroom to rest.