Chapter 101

"Can you adopt me?"

Since they talked about when to adopt a child when they first got married, they haven't talked about it specifically until now. When was watching a movie the night before, Tan Zheng proposed it, and Ren Zhaoyuan agreed. After that, the atmosphere was busy with other things and couldn't talk about it.

They have not discussed whether to adopt one or two children.

But Ren Zhaoyuan answered simply, without a moment's hesitation.

The two have been together for so long, and when it comes to matters related to each other, Ren Zhaoyuan seldom decides something without asking Tan Zheng's opinion, and every rare "arbitrary act" makes Tan Zheng's heart move.

Tan Zheng is indeed more inclined to have only one child, but if Ren Zhaoyuan thinks two are good, he will not think there is anything.

After all, so many years have passed, and he has already achieved the most complete consummation here in Ren Zhaoyuan, and the rest are long unimportant. Moreover, he has experienced it himself. If he really has two children, he will try his best to be impartial and not let what he experienced when he was a child reappear in the children.

But Ren Zhaoyuan cared more than him.

So there is no need to negotiate, no hesitation.

They only want one child, as Tan Zheng wished when he was young.

Tan Zheng said last night that he would adopt "tomorrow" just to talk about it. It's not that simple to implement.

Marriage certificate, credit certificate, real estate certificate, non-criminal certificate, medical certificate... All the required materials are ready, and the two went to the relevant department to register the adoption intention information.

Taking all aspects into consideration, it was decided to adopt a boy between six months and two years old.

Wen Gu's little baby girl is cute and soft, both of them like it, but it's more convenient for the two men to raise a boy. If it is a girl, when she grows up to adolescence, it is inevitable that they will not be able to cover all aspects of physical, psychological and sexual education.

When talking about it, Tan's mother said that if they adopted a little girl, they could take care of them, and Tan Xuqing was still there, so she was not afraid of the girl's loneliness.

But Tan Zheng and Ren Zhaoyuan wanted to raise them together and do it themselves.

They know best how important parents are to their children.

In terms of age, Tan's father and Tan's mother have discussed the best range for a long time. The newborn baby is too young, and the older child will know people and remember things, and it is not so easy to get close to.

Ren Zhaoyuan and Tan Zheng didn't think much about this, but their parents agreed after they thought it made sense.

On the day went to the orphanage, it was just the beginning of autumn, the high temperature had not yet dissipated, the coolness had begun, and the sky was very blue.

The dean waited outside the hospital early and brought them in.

"This road takes a few more steps, but the shade of the trees does not cover the sun," the dean introduced as he walked. "This is the entertainment area, and this is the children's small orchard.."

The dean stopped in half and shouted: "Hey! What are you doing!"

A few children scattered in a hurry, and in just a few seconds, they disappeared without a trace, leaving only a lot of green or yellow tomatoes and a boy who fell to the ground.

The boy looked six or seven years old, his fat black short-sleeves and shorts were stained with a lot of dirt, he took a look at the voice and took it back. Pick up tomatoes.

His clothes had no pockets, so he pulled the short-sleeved hem directly into a cloth pocket.

"It's not ripe yet, what are you picking it for?" The appearance of such a scene in front of the visitors will always affect the image of the orphanage. The dean frowned and urged the boy to leave, "It's not delicious if it's not red, don't pick it up and go back, it won't be there in a while. Art class?"

The boy didn't answer, and the dean stopped before he could say anything more - Ren Zhaoyuan leaned over and picked up the three small tomatoes that had rolled nearby, walked over to the boy and squatted down and handed them out.

The three small tomatoes couldn't fill the palm of Ren Zhaoyuan's hand, but the boy couldn't hold them with one hand, so he had to take them one by one from Ren Zhaoyuan's hand into the cloth pocket with the hem.

The last small tomato took a little longer to put in, and then came out and took an orange-red tomato in his hand.

Ren Zhaoyuan looked at the little tomato in front of him and smiled softly: "Give it to me?"

Obviously it was an ordinary question, but the boy's eyes flickered and he hesitated.

The person in front of him smiled so beautifully, and Jin Guiquan was replaced by gentleness, like all the sunlight leaking from the branches and leaves fell on him, soft and bright.

It was indeed what he picked out and wanted to give to him, but when asked like this, it was as if he was not holding an ordinary little tomato, but a valuable gift.

"Well," the boy stretched his hand forward again, paused for a while and followed Ren Zhaoyuan's words, "Give it to you."

Ren Zhaoyuan's actions were normal but not casual, and then put the little tomato in his palm: "Thank you."

Seeing that Tan Zheng didn't mean to stop or urge him, the dean didn't say anything, until Tan Zheng asked if the boy was in the category of adoption, and the dean said in a low voice, "Xiao Jiu meets the conditions for adoption, but the situation is a bit special. ."

"Um."

This is a sentence or two that can't be explained clearly. After all, the distance from the boy is not too far away, so it is not suitable for chatting more.

Tan Zheng didn't ask any further questions, just looked at Ren Zhaoyuan.

The turmeric wall, the emerald green holly, the tall sycamore, and two figures squatting face to face, one large and one small, are like a warm and lively watercolor painting.

Tan Zheng's eyes were full of bottomless eyes, if they looked at each other for a second, anyone would drown in it.

Ren Zhaoyuan wiped the dust on the boy's face with a handkerchief, and asked warmly if he was injured, just like many years ago.

Countless people have been changed by time, but only he has remained the same in the endless years.

"Why did you take off the blue ones too?"

"I planted them," the boy looked down at the dozen or so small tomatoes that were piled together. "If you don't pick them, they won't be mine."

"Did someone bully you?"

The boy didn't answer right away this time. With a small tomato in one hand and a handkerchief in the other, he looked straight at Ren Zhaoyuan and asked, "Are you here to adopt a child?"

Ren Zhaoyuan said "yes".

The boy's hand holding the handkerchief clenched a lot, and his black and white eyes still stared at Ren Zhaoyuan. After a few seconds, he seemed to gather up the courage to ask him, "Can you adopt me?"

Ren Zhaoyuan did not agree or refuse: "My husband and I are in a same-sex marriage, and the adoption needs to be decided together after consultation between two people."

The boy looked at him and nodded.

The bell for class rang, and the dean finally found a suitable opportunity in the silent atmosphere to urge: "Xiao Jiu, it's time to go to class."

Ren Zhaoyuan helped the boy to stand up and smiled at him: "Go."

The boy turned around and turned back, looking up at Ren Zhaoyuan: "If it doesn't work, can you tell me?"

"Okay, you go to class first, no matter what the final decision is, I will tell you personally."

The boy's surname was Qi, so he was called Qi Jiu. The day when his name was registered was the number nine. His parents didn't even use the homophony, so they named him directly with nine.

"Xiao Jiu is seven years old this year. She came to the orphanage two years ago. The old director just retired a few days ago, and I came here. I don't know much about it."

"He is in good health. In fact, many children in the orphanage are willing to adopt them, but his parents died in a car accident, and only one of the family of three survived. Many people are taboo about this. In addition, he does not like to talk. He has a bad character and has never been taken away."

Knowing that both of them had donated money to the hospital before, the dean suggested sincerely: "Xiao Jiu is not soft-hearted, nor is he close to others. In fact, it is better to adopt other children. There are children in the hospital who meet the adoption intentions in the two application forms. , a few have already heard the news and asked, why don't I take you to see it?"

Tan Zheng held several information materials about the boy in his hand, and took out a page for Ren Zhaoyuan.

"Um?"

Tan Zheng pointed to the birthday column.

January 10.

Ren Zhaoyuan saw the date along Tan Zheng's fingertips, and smiled lightly in his eyes.

The day they met was a coincidence.

When the door opened, Qi Jiu was outside the door. The dean didn't expect him to be at the door, and Qi Jiu didn't expect the door to open suddenly.

As soon as he came over, he heard the new dean say that he would take the two to see better children, and was holding his breath to hear their answers when the door opened.

"get out of class is not over yet," the dean took out his phone to check the time. "You skipped class again?"

Qi Jiu held Ren Zhaoyuan's handkerchief in his hand, looked at Ren Zhaoyuan behind the dean, looked back, and whispered, "I'll return the things."

Ren Zhaoyuan came from behind, and the dean stepped aside to look back at Tan Zheng, and left to go through the formalities for them after receiving the signal.

"What's the matter?" Ren Zhaoyuan bent over and took out the small pieces of confetti from his hair, "Do you want to return the handkerchief to me?"

When he was outside just now, Ren Zhaoyuan said it to him.

Qi Jiu shook his head and unfolded his handkerchief to show him.

Inside is a gold burnt blue ring. Most of the ring body is made of thin chains. It is light and soft. If you don't open it, you can see it in your hand.

It was only then that Ren Zhaoyuan remembered that the new ring he had wrapped in the handkerchief hadn't been taken out. Recently, there have been a lot of small things, and he forgot as soon as he put it away.

"Thank you, fortunately you found it, otherwise I don't know how long it will take to find it again."

Ren Zhaoyuan took the ring from the handkerchief and paused slightly. Tan Zheng stretched out his hand beside him: "Give it to me."

Sometimes Tan Zheng would wrap his accessories in a tissue or a handkerchief and put them in his pockets, but he never threw them away.

"uncle.."

This was the first time Qi Jiu called him that.

Ren Zhaoyuan's heart softened, and without waiting for Qi Jiu to agree, he raised his hand and grabbed the index finger of his left hand.

"I will be obedient, study hard, be hygienic, be polite, and don't fight with others. There is a six-month period in the hospital where you can retire if you feel inappropriate. Can you adopt me and try it out?" Shui Yi's eyes are round, cute and pitiful, "If you want to adopt other children, I can help take care of them."

Ren Zhaoyuan was stunned by what he said, looked at Tan Zheng and patted his head, squatted down, his voice was softer than usual: "We only adopted you, and I was going to tell you just now."

Qi Jiu's eyes widened instantly, unbelievable and full of surprises that could not be concealed: "Really?!"

His surprise was so contagious, Ren Zhaoyuan smiled: "Really, we'll go through the formalities in a while."

Qi Jiu suddenly rushed over and hugged Ren Zhaoyuan, her two thin arms tried hard to wrap around Ren Zhaoyuan's shoulders, but refused to let go for a while, and finally said in a muffled voice, "Can I call you father?"

Ren Zhaoyuan looked up at Tan Zheng in surprise, worried that Qi Jiuduo thought it was an accident and didn't delay the time to answer, so he patted him on the back and said "yes".

"Dad!" Qi Jiu stood up straight and let out a small white tooth with a smile, completely losing the previous depression.

Tan Zheng lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Face changing is very skilled.

Almost caught up with him.

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