The exquisite lunch that Tang Sibo asked Fat Aunt to prepare was just the right amount, and the taste was really attractive. Su Fu and Juanjuan, a big and a small, ate it all with smiles on their faces. There were bare food boxes left, not a mouthful of soup or a grain of rice left. Juanjuan was still smacking his mouth, as if he still had something to say.
In fact, Fan Yao hadn't had lunch yet, sitting there and smelling the aroma was tormented, he secretly decided that he must eat enough to deliver food tomorrow!
They made a special trip to deliver the lunch, so Su Fu was naturally embarrassed to ask Fan Yao to help clean it up. After eating, he put it away in the same way as himself, and put it neatly into the bag Fan Yao brought.
This person in front of me is no longer an ordinary tutor, she is the future BOSS mother. Fan Yao was flattered to see Su Fu tidying up, and kept saying "I'll do it, I'll do it", but Su Fu was still very hardworking. tidied up for him.
After thanking Fan Yao again, Fan Yao smiled and left with the bag in his hand. He wished he could run to the restaurants immediately to have a good meal!
After Fan Yao left, Su Fu wiped his desk, looked at the three steamed buns that hadn't been eaten, touched his belly, it was bulging, and he could only save it for lunch when he was hungry in the afternoon Oh, I'm really sorry for those three little buns.
Pick up the bag of the little bun, put it on the desk in the inner room, climb up on the chair and sit down, and turn to look at the little dad who is still cleaning the table.
"Daddy, your face is red again."
Juanjuan squeezed his little hands and looked at the central air conditioner above his head. Although it is not very cold today, the teachers in the office have already started to turn on the air conditioner. It is still relatively warm in the office. Could it be that Dad is getting hot again
Su Fu wiped the table for a while, feeling inexplicably ashamed of being seen through by the child.
Throwing the dirty tissue into the trash can, Su Fu cleared his throat and said, "Daddy is too hot."
As he said that, Su Fu looked up at the central air conditioner, feeling helpless. He turned on the air conditioner in any weather, what would he do when winter came? Wrap an electric blanket around you
The window was closed and the air was not good. In order to cover up the embarrassment, Su Fu went to the back window and opened the window. The cool breeze hit his face, which made him feel much more comfortable.
Juanjuan tilted his head, stretched out his small hands to hold his little face, thinking, the office is a bit hot, is Juanjuan blushing too
After lunch, it was about twelve o’clock, and classes didn’t start until half past one in the afternoon. Su Fu sat in the cubicle with Juan Juan, and Juan Juan took out a copybook, drew pinyin and numbers, and asked his dad to teach him read.
Seeing the little baby working so hard, Su Fu was very pleased, rubbed his head and praised him.
"Juanjuan works so hard, what a good boy."
Juanjuan would feel a little shy when he was praised, and while drawing with a brush, he said: "Brother Tang will have a lot of things when he is three years old~ Juanjuan must work hard to be a smart child~"
Tang Luoke's IQ is higher than that of children of the same age, and it is not easy to surpass, but Su Fu does not discourage Juan Juan's enthusiasm, and praises and encourages him.
The more Juanjuan listened, the happier he became. He turned his head to look at Su Fu, raised his two little hands, and said, "Daddy, Juanjuan will count to ten."
As he spoke, he began to snap his fingers and read: "1, 2, 3, 4, 9, 7, 8..."
Su Fu burst into laughter when he heard this, held his little hand, and taught him to count correctly.
Generally, many three-year-old children can do simple counting, but the scrolls are different. Before he was two years old, he was in the orphanage, so of course he was fine. Later, when he came to the He family, he often followed He's mother. His mother only treated him as a toy, so naturally he would not think of guiding him to learn something.
It wasn't until Su Fu had been with Su Fu before that Su Fu slowly guided him to learn, but children have a great forgetfulness and always remember random things, so Su Fu naturally wouldn't force him, just patiently taught him slowly, The child is still young and should not be forced to grow up.
While the father and son were seriously learning to count, Su Fu's cell phone rang, and when he picked it up, it turned out to be Mr. Tang.
When I saw these three words, I was supposed to teach children to count in peace, but suddenly my heart jumped up.
Su Fu picked up the phone, took a deep breath silently, and connected the call.
"Mr. Tang?" Su Fu asked softly.
Tang Sibo over there smiled, and said, "It's me, have you had lunch yet?"
"Eat, thank you." Su Fu said, reached out to hold Juanjuan's little hand, kneaded it in his own hand, and added: "Juanjuan likes it very much."
Tang Sibo smiled again, and suddenly asked very gently: "Xiao Juanjuan likes it very much, what about you?"
Su Fu's heart throbbed for a while, and he rubbed his curly little hands vigorously, trying to keep his mind calm, and said with a smile: "I like it very much, too."
Juanjuan was still holding a pen in the other hand, watching his little dad blushing and smiling while kneading his little hand, tilting his head, thinking: the windows are open, why is little dad so hot again? Why do you treat Juanjuan's little hands like this
Su Fu didn't know what was going on in his son's mind, but just listened to Mr. Tang's voice, in order to hide his throbbing and embarrassment, he kept rubbing his little hands, waiting for Mr. Tang to speak.
Over there Tang Sibo was very happy and in a good mood, and said, "Just as long as you like it, I'm afraid it won't suit you and Juanjuan."
"No, it's delicious, but it's a bit troublesome for Fat Aunt and Assistant Fan."
"No trouble, Fat Auntie likes to cook delicious food the most, and she usually thinks about new products by herself when it's not meal time. As for Fan Yao, he always quarrels when he's idle anyway."
Su Fu just wanted to praise Fat Aunt's good cooking skills, but when he heard what Tang Sibo said, he suddenly laughed and asked, "Are they fighting again?"
Tang Sibo also thought it was funny, but he got used to it, so he said: "It didn't stop for a few days, this time it seems that Shi Chen let the cat go to bed but not Fan Yao's dog, so he started pinching again."
Su Fu thought it was funny, Shi Chen and Fan Yao, one cat idiot and one dog idiot, their personalities were also one cat and one dog, no wonder they fought every day and every day, it was a wonderful day.
The two were chatting, and the atmosphere was warm. Su Fu gradually relaxed, chatting naturally, and let go of Curl's little hand.
Juanjuan took his little hand over and looked at it, and it turned into a ball of red meat. He pursed his mouth a little bit aggrieved, and silently patted his little hand to comfort him.
At this time, other teachers in the office also came back one after another, so Su Fu stopped talking too much. It is a basic quality of a person not to talk on the phone in public places, especially quiet public places.
When he was in love with He Shaoqi in college, Su Fu was always careful not to talk on the phone in the dormitory. This good habit has been maintained. After all, others may need to be quiet, and it is not good to affect others.
Tang Sibo also guessed that there might be someone on Su Fu's side, so his voice quieted down, his heart was soft, he silently praised Su Fu's character, and was about to end the topic.
"What time do you get off work at night? I'll pick you up and we'll go back to the apartment together."
Su Fu didn't refuse either, as he had agreed to have dinner together, he said, "It's still five o'clock. If you're busy, Juanjuan and I can just walk back. It's not a long way."
"It's not busy. It's more important to pick you up. Wait for me after get off work. I'll come over after picking up Xiao Ke."
From time to time, Mr. Tang would utter a nonsensical word of love, and Su Fu's face, which had finally calmed down, turned red again. There were people in the office, so he couldn't say much, so he had to agree.
After hanging up the phone, Su Fu breathed a sigh of relief silently. He didn't feel anything when he received a call from Mr. Tang before. Why is his heart beating so fast now
Juanjuan saw that his little dad had finished making the phone call, and showed him his little red hand.
Su Fu's clothes were pulled by Juanjuan, and he turned his head to notice Jujuan's little hand. He was startled, and quickly held it in his hand to look at it, and asked, "What's wrong with this little hand? What bit it?"
Juanjuan pursed his lips and said, "It was my little dad who rubbed it."
Su Fu was stunned, thinking about it for a while, he was extremely embarrassed, but fortunately it was just a little red after rubbing for a long time.
"I'm sorry, Juanjuan, daddy didn't pay attention to things, so I'll give you a whirr." Touching Juanjuan's little hand, Su Fu held it up and whirred.
Juanjuan tilted his head, "Is it Uncle Tang's phone call? Juanjuan heard the voice."
Su Fu smiled, stroked his little hand and said, "That's right, Uncle Tang asked if lunch was good."
"Then dad is just thinking about Uncle Tang's little hand that rolls the scroll?"
"Eh..." Looking at Juan Juan's innocent face, Su Fu laughed awkwardly, speechless, and continued to teach him to count and change the subject.
After get off work in the evening, when Su Fu tidied up his things and led the scroll downstairs, Tang Si Bai's car was already waiting at the door. Su Fu was a little surprised. He looked at the time, and it was not long after five o'clock. Mr. Tang came really early.
Seeing them go out the door from the window, Tang Sibo got out of the car, followed by Tang Luoke.
"Uncle Tang~" Juanjuan was the first to rush over again.
Tang Sibo smiled and bent down to pick him up, put him in his arms and rubbed him.
Tang Luoke looked at the volume, turned his head, and rushed towards Su Fu who was walking.
Su Fu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, what happened to the two children, but he picked him up cooperatively and carried him to the side of the car.
Before he had time to speak, a charming figure suddenly appeared beside him. It was Mr. Huang in Su Fu's office.
Teacher Huang's car was parked next to Tang Sibo's car, and he was about to go home. When he saw Tang Sibo, he was still not reconciled, so he came down and tried it. What if this handsome guy is not satisfied with his wife at home and is about to change his wife
"Teacher Su, can you pick me up?" Teacher Huang took off his sunglasses and put them on close.
The corner of Su Fu's mouth twitched, and he nodded awkwardly.
Seeing Su Fu's helpless face, Tang Sibo didn't know what was wrong, so he looked at Teacher Huang and said politely: "Hi, are you Teacher Su's colleague?"
Hohohoho~ The handsome guy took the initiative to strike up a conversation! Teacher Huang was so happy that his face was full of spring. He quickly stretched out his hand and said, "Hi, I'm Teacher Su's colleague. I didn't expect Teacher Su's friend to be so handsome. Are you married?"
Tang Sibo looked at Mr. Huang's outstretched hand, and for the sake of Su Fu's colleague, he still gave it a face, but he stretched out his hand and shook it lightly, then let go.
"No."
Teacher Huang's eyes lit up instantly! Could it be that the son Mr. Su said was an illegitimate child? She doesn't mind! Just thinking about how to hook up with a handsome guy, Tang Si Bai added with a smile.
"But I already have a sweetheart, and I'm pursuing it."
Su Fu who was standing by the side blushed again, fearing that others would see it, he hugged Tang Luoke tightly to cover his face.
And Teacher Huang, once again roaring in his heart that the sky is blind and the sky is unfair, returned to the car with a few polite words and drove away.
After Teacher Huang left, Su Fu put Tang Luoke down. Tang Luoke is much heavier than the scroll, and he is quite tired after holding it for so long.
Tang Sibo looked at Su Fu's red face, suppressed a smile, and asked, "So red? Is it because Xiao Ke is too heavy and blushed?"
Su Fu shook his head helplessly. In order to hide his embarrassment, he opened the rear door and prepared to carry the children inside. However, when the car door was opened, Su Fu was stunned, the back seat was different.
Tang Sibo said: "I ordered two sets of child safety seats in the morning, so that the children can sit in a safer place."
Su Fu nodded, secretly praised Tang Sibo for his carefulness, he hadn't considered it before.
Putting the children on the safety seats and buckling up the seat belts, Tang Si Bo led Su Fu to the passenger door and opened the car door for him.
Su Fu smiled, did not refuse, and sat in the passenger seat.
Tang Sibo went back to the driver's seat, glanced at the children sitting in the back seat, and then at Su Fu beside him, he felt at ease physically and mentally, so it felt like a family of four.
While starting the car, Tang Sibo was looking for something to talk about.
"You know that colleague very well?"
Su Fu shook his head, and said with a smile: "She came here to make friends with you. Don't Mr. Tang know that he is a sweetheart? I don't know how many people the car parked here attracted."
Tang Sibo raised his eyebrows, "Sweet pastry? Do you like to eat?"
Su Fu choked again, embarrassed, not knowing how to answer, cleared his throat, and turned his head to look out the window.
Seeing him like this, Tang Si Bai laughed, but he just let it go and stopped teasing him, saying: "Then I'll park the car by the side of the road tomorrow and keep a low profile."
Su Fu chuckled and nodded.
"What's for dinner?" Tang Sibo asked.
Su Fu looked back at the children and asked them what they wanted to eat.
Tang Luoke said, "I want to eat the steak cooked by Mr. Su."
Juanjuan also likes Western-style meals, so he nodded in agreement.
So, Tang Si Bo and Su Fu looked at each other, smiled slightly, and drove to the supermarket to buy steak.