Chapter 21 All messed up (seeking for reading + asking for votes)

Jia Zhang was finally taken away by the street office people who were called by the second uncle Liu Hai, and the street office finally handed her over to the neurological hospital.

This caught Wang Hao off guard. He was already ready to deal with her, but suddenly he was being slapped in it. It was really unnecessary to deal with her again.

It is easy to get in, but it is harder to get out than climbing the sky.

In the evening, Wang Hao took Bang Ge to the hospital to visit Qin Huairu. She had just finished the operation and had not woken up.

The Bang Ge started crying again while watching Qin Huairu lying in the ward. It took Wang Hao a lot of effort to coax him.

If this child is really pitiful, the father is about to get angry, the grandmother is half-hearted, and the mother is miscarriage again. He is nothing left to do.

When Wang Hao thought of this, he suddenly thought, isn’t Qin Huairu’s belly just Jia Dang in her stomach now? This miscarriage is gone, and Jia Dang is gone?

This is not right, it’s all messed up. Jia Dongxu, who should have died in 1962, died in the last days of 1960 years.

Jia Zhang, who should have been a monster, went to a mental hospital, and Jia Dang and Jia Huaihua, who should have been born in the next few years, would never be born.

This world is different from what Wang Hao remembers. What is the situation? Is it because of the butterfly effect that he has traveled over?

The bar tee lowered her head aside, feeling a little helpless.

Wang Hao just went to make some hot water, and when he came back, he saw that Qin Huairu took the pear he gave to the stew before he went out, and it tasted delicious.

"There are so many things to do with a name? You intellectuals are really troublesome."

"I don't know what pigs and what they eat. I just knew it would be great. He couldn't control it in the past. Now he seems to be growing up and becoming more and more sensible. He knows that he loves people more and more."

However, Wang Hao was thinking in his heart whether this situation would be just a flash in the pan. Will the jokes that grew up gradually later still follow the original storyline of the world, returning to the original track of his own life. In that case, Wang Hao would have been wasted all his previous efforts.

"Jun usually appears more often in female names, but is weak. Jun can better reflect the masculine nature of a man. Another meaning is that he hopes he is strong."

"Then why not just call it Wang Jun, but Wang Jun?"

Qin Huairu suddenly proposed the idea of ​​changing the name with a stick tick, which was a bit difficult to understand.

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The two of them chatted about leisure chapters as if no one was around. At this time, they only heard the quiz on the side interrupting: "Mom, I like Uncle Wang. He can tell stories, stories that I have never heard of before, stories that even Sister Jie Di and Sister Yushui don't know. Moreover, Uncle Wang has many delicious foods, Sister Jie Di and Sister Yushui also like Uncle Wang."

"This kid is becoming more and more like your personality."

Wang Hao said as he started to pack up. When Qin Huairu was hospitalized, some of the clothes she brought from her house and some daily necessities, but nothing else was.

Wang Hao looked at his performance and said that the child now knows more and more what family affection is, what right or wrong.

The hospital cannot live without people and cannot contact Qin Huairu's parents' home, so Wang Hao had to guard Qin Huairu in the hospital.

After thinking about it, Wang Hao spoke to Qin Huairu, "Go back and change your name with a stick."

She also feels that there are too many things happening in her home recently.

"Why did you suddenly ask him to change his name? What's wrong with his name?"

Wang Hao packed up quickly, and he had finished packing after the two of them finished their meal.

The three of them walked out of the hospital gate together and rode their bicycles. Qin Huairu sat in the back seat with her stuff and a stick trunk on the front bumper, which looked like a warm family of three.

"Go home~"

(The little guest has something to say: Thank you for not wanting to eat onions, sunnyyao, Tang Qinhuai, and several book friends with serial numbers for recommendation and monthly tickets! Thank you.)

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!