You Are My Rare Passion

But the reality was helpless, so their father had no choice but to compromise.

it's good now!

Xia Xiaoman leaned close to her father's ear and whispered: "Dad, the middle of the board you are sitting on can be cut out. With this wheelchair, you can go to the toilet by yourself in the future!"

"Really?" Xia Hengzhi turned back to look at her.

This year, when he was only twenty-eight years old, he had a bowel movement and peed in the room.

Every day his wife has to give him feces and urine.

No one knows how painful it is for him to have his sick wife take care of him.

When he married his wife, he promised his father-in-law that he would love his wife as much as his father-in-law did, and that he would not let his wife do any work in his life, so that his wife could enjoy a happy life.

But now, he has to let his wife take out even his feces and urine...

Sometimes, he really wished he could die.

He would feel better if he could not let his wife take care of him.

"Really, Dad, why did I lie to you?" Xia Xiaoman said with a smile, "Come on, Dad, I encourage you to try it!"

"I'll go too!" Xia Jiaxing was afraid of leaving him behind.

He is an older brother, but now that he is being treated like a younger brother, he feels uncomfortable.

"Let's go together, let's go together," Xia Xiaoman said with a smile: "You are the only man in our family besides my father. From now on, you will be asked to do the job of pushing my father to the toilet. If you don't go, who will?"

"Put it on me!" Xia Jiaxing patted his chest with a proud look on his face.

Xia Xiaoman smiled even happier when she saw her brother's silly look.

Listening to the girl's delicate laughter, which was like ice beads hitting a jade plate, Xia Zhiheng's heart suddenly felt much happier, and he couldn't help but smile on his face.

Xia Xiaoman and Xia Jiaxing pushed Xia Zhiheng to the toilet door together.

It was not convenient for Xia Xiaoman to go in. After telling her father and her brother how to use it, she stood at the door and waited.

A few minutes later, Xia Jiaxing pushed his father out of the toilet happily: "Xiaoman, it worked! It's very convenient. I can push our dad to use the toilet in the future!"

"Really?" Xia Xiaoman smiled proudly, "I'll just say okay? Didn't I lie to you?"

"Yes, you're very good at it," Xia Jiaxing looked at his sister and praised, "Xiao Man, you are so awesome, you are as smart as grandpa!"

His grandpa is a university professor from the capital, the smartest person!

"Just read more books," Xia Xiaoman said with a smile: "In the future, you will be like me. If you read more books that grandpa left us, you can become as smart as me."

"I don't know as many words as you do," Xia Jiaxing said, "Grandpa said that you have a photographic memory. There is no one as smart as you among ten thousand people. There is no way for you and me to compare."

"Then the stupid bird flies first," Xia Xiaoman said, "Since you are born stupid, you have to work harder."

"I'm just dumber than you. I'm smarter than others, right?" Xia Jiaxing was unconvinced: "Grandpa said, I'm much smarter than the average person, but I'm just not as good as you."

"Diligence can make up for weakness," Xia Xiaoman said: "From now on, if I read for an hour every day and you read for three hours, you will be able to match me in the future."

"Then you only have to read for one hour a day," Xia Jiaxing complained: "You just hold the book and read every day when you have nothing to do. Sometimes you have to read seven or eight hours a day. Then wouldn't I?" How can I catch up with you without eating, drinking or sleeping for a whole day?"

"Then what should I do?" Xia Xiaoman said, "Then I can't stop reading just to let you catch up with me."