Zheng Siqi drove very steadily, and the speed was not low. When he arrived at the door of the store, it was on time until the afternoon.
The barber shop does not go to work from the 30th to the 7th day of the new year. Ren Qiao Fengtian and Du Dong are considered businessmen who are obsessed with money, and they will not have holidays for the new year. What's more, in the first month, no one shaves their heads.
The woman was gentle and silent all the way. When she got out of the car, she licked the broken hair under the corner of her temples and nodded to Zheng Siqi with a smile.
"What's in the trash can." Qiao Fengtian untied his seat belt and turned his head to Zheng Siqi, "I'll take it down for you and throw it away."
"Huh?" Zheng Siqi didn't react for a while.
Looking back at Zheng Yu, he pretended to be serious, "Sell the stolen goods for you."
Zheng Siqi broke his work with a "puchi", knuckles against the tip of his nose, holding the steering wheel and laughing uncontrollably. When the fun was over, he pulled out the plastic bag of the trash can and neatly tied a dead knot on his fingertips, "Excuse me."
"No, it's easy."
Qiao Fengtian is not a person who likes to repeat thanks or apology over and over again. After all, there are some words that are true when said once, hypocritical when said twice, and unclear in meaning when said three, four, five, six, seven or eight times. As a result, with the phrase "thank you" in the throat, he stepped out of the car door without getting out of the way.
This favor will be repaid later.
"Hey."
Zheng Siqi rolled down the car window halfway, held the steering wheel with one hand, and called out to him.
"Leave the contact information."
Qiao Fengtian stopped and turned his head, "... done."
Qiao Fengtian clicked a series of numbers, and then carefully entered the other party's name, and when he clicked save, his heart was full of water, and suddenly there were inexplicable ripples. Strictly speaking, it is not a kind of emotion that is divided into sadness and joy, but only the most pure and genuine touch for a moment.
Touching people like him and Zheng Siqi who can't fight, and who he may need to look up to, builds a relationship that may be insignificant and will never have the opportunity to go deeper, but it does exist.
The proof is this usual string of Arabic numerals.
So that for a long time, Zheng Siqi asked Qiao Fengtian shamelessly when he was idle, why when you didn't fall in love with a good person like me at first sight, Qiao Fengtian looked as usual, and used a bad street Internet celebrity golden sentence, and said: Simplified answer to him.
I only thought at that time that you are one of the 29.2 million people I will meet in my life, and it is because you are outstanding and dazzling that I cannot rest assured that the probability of falling in love with a probability of 0.000049 is placed on you.
You are the former university teacher of Lu Tantan, and I am the surviving monstrous heretic.
Between us, of course, there is a big difference.
Fei's fine snow was about to get bigger. Seeing Volvo speeding through the intersection and disappearing into the snow before the green light went out, Qiao Fengtian let out a sigh of relief in his lungs and scratched the back of his head. A few locks of hair.
Du Dong came to the barber shop against the strong wind. The northwest wind, carrying the snow foam on the camphor tree, staggered and stomped on his face, sighing and sighing three times, sighing and sighing as if he was pressing down layers of melancholy. weeping.
After taking off the cap, Qiao Fengtian saw that his forehead was frozen.
"I called you for the new year, Li Li didn't stab the villain and curse me, right?"
Du Dong untied the scarf in circles, "Dare! I can't control her mouth?"
"Stop pretending to be a big-tailed wolf in front of me, and shout in front of people." He hunched over and took some warm water from the disposable paper cup, with a disdainful tone, "You and I don't know yet, just kneel on the main board every day in the future. child's material."
Du Dong then rubbed his nose, "I forgot to ask on the phone, why did you come back on the first day of the new year?"
"It's nothing, I'm not used to staying at home."
Damn, how can you be used to staying in your hometown where you have lived for 19 years
This was not said. Looking at the luggage on the sofa, Du Dong asked politely and tentatively, "Is it at home again, because of you... what's the matter?"
"You're so smart, there's nothing that you can't guess." Qiao Fengtian waved his hand, making it clear that he didn't want to mention it, "This is not the point, people are sitting upstairs now, we'll ask questions together today. Clear, eh?"
Du Dong stretched out his head and glanced up the stairs, then nodded again.
The woman's surname was Zeng. Compared to Lin Shuangyu, she looked too young, and Qiao Fengtian and Du Dong couldn't say how "auntie" they were. After thinking for a while, Sister Zeng.
Probably because they were afraid that they would not believe it, the woman also brought a photo of Lv Zhichun's junior high school graduation and a slightly deformed longevity lock from Xiatang. The graduation photo is black and white, with a big slap, and it has been carefully plasticized. The woman was carefully wrapped in a three-fold purse, and when she took it out, there was a warm smile on the corner of her mouth, just like any kind mother.
Lu Zhichunguo is really good-looking since childhood.
Qiao Fengtian took the photo and scrutinized it for a while, and caught him at a glance. In the photo, the boy's silhouette is clear and clean, facing the sun and facing the camera, smiling shyly and unnaturally, but ordinary and quiet, very beautiful. In comparison, Lu Zhichun is now much more disheveled than when he was young.
Du Dong took over the string of long-life locks, which not only deformed, but also oxidized a large group of silver stains over the years. The words engraved on the back are fairly clear and easy to decipher - Wubao Jiuchun, a safe life.
The woman held the back of her hand and rubbed it back and forth for a while, then smiled slightly, and opened a pair of parentheses around her mouth, "Thank you, you have been taking care of my family Jiuchun, and even asked someone to contact me... Really, thank you very much. ."
Qiao Fengtian returned the things to her and watched her cherish it in her carry-on bag.
"We just wanted to ask you how old he was when he left home, and why he ran out alone."
Seeing the woman lowered her head and didn't speak, Du Dong continued the conversation and said cheerfully: "...Sister Zeng, it's not our gossip. But how do you say these things... Tsk, it's very important. Know... Jiuchun'er is our shop now. The employee here is a child of our younger brother, if you don’t tell me about these things, we really don’t know how to help you.”
The woman was silent for a while, then stretched out her palm and pressed down lightly.
"I understand this, I understand this."
Here, when Zheng Siqi drove the car home, Zheng Yu still didn't wake up. Really can't be clamoring to get up early, children with big carrot heads have to get enough sleep.
Zheng Siqi, who is 1.88 meters tall, shoved into the back row with great difficulty, and unlocked the safety seat for his daughter. He took Xiaofang's quilt and wrapped the little person like a furoshiki, and hugged her horizontally.
As soon as I touched it, I couldn't help but weigh the weight up and down.
Does my baby girl seem to gain weight
Zheng Siqi's house is on the sixth floor and is equipped with an elevator, but most of him don't sit. Just when he was on the third floor, Zheng Yu woke up, rubbing his eyes and arching back and forth in Zheng Siqi's arms, dishonestly.
"Good evening, Zao'er."
"Um..." He arched vigorously.
"Don't act blindly, if you accidentally drop your butt, you'll have to turn into a quadruple."
"Well..." Still arching.
Zheng Siqi stopped, lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose on her face, "Get down and go by yourself, eh?"
"No..." He stretched out a pair of thin arms from the furoshiki and put a ring around Zheng Siqi's neck, "I still want Dad to take it home..."
Well, I can't complain about being fat, it's too lazy to become a ball.
Zheng Siyi told him no less than eight hundred times about doting on Zao'er for him. It's just a few words back and forth, you can't get used to it, you can't pet it, you can't be lawless in the future, and you can't become an adult in the future! Or it is to publicize her unreasonable Zheng family law.
If you are not obedient, you should fight. Don't be reluctant, you can't beat it! It's not made of paper! After you hit it, you will have a long memory. You know it hurts, so you won't dare next time. It's all experience, you learn a little bit.
If Zheng Siqi scolded her back, your son would beat you up a little bit, and you wouldn't dare to stand there, draw a circle and stand there for half an hour without firing a bullet. That's okay
Well, where are the boys in the right order, why not!
Can't talk.
Most of Zheng Siqi heard this and stopped talking. The concept is different, not on the one channel, listening to anyone talking is like raising the bar with energy. He would rather his family's little jujube be spoiled and drowned by him and grow up safely. The light dust lives on the weak grass, whether it is wind or rain in the future, there will always be a father like him. Why bother to be mediocre as soon as possible.
But it's better to say than to sing. Just three meals a day is enough for Zheng Siqi to drink and drink a few big pots.
Zheng Siqi has no brain at all to cook.
It can be cooked, it will not die, and the combination is reasonable and proper, but it will not make people happy if it is forced into the stomach.
Entering the room, he brought a hot towel to Zheng Yu and snorted his face, and washed his little fleshy hands. Zheng Siqi squatted down and blinked at Zheng Yu, "Zao'er, what do you want to eat at night?"
"… "
Silence is right.
"Let's get a carrot and stir-fry pork slices, how about cooking a few Sanxian dumplings, and then cut a fig for you after eating?" Zheng Siqi said with a guilty conscience.
After holding back for a long time, he still laughed naively, giving Zheng Siqi enough face, "Okay!"
Zheng Siqi is actually clear in his heart, figs are his bargaining chip, and Zaoer's only expectation for dinner.
There was a "ding dong" outside the door, and someone rang the doorbell. When Zheng Yu heard this, he hurriedly jumped off the small sofa, "crackling" and stepping on his slippers to open the door, "I'll open, I'll open!". Zheng Siqi put on an apron and rinsed a carrot under the sink, "Run carefully, don't fall."
It was Zheng Siyi who came, and her freshly permed curly hair was covered with crystal clear snowflakes, and she also brought a large bag and a small bag.
"Hey, you're here to escape." Zheng Siqi wiped off the water stains on his hands on the apron, and smiled at Zheng Yu, "Zao'er, go to the toilet and get a towel for Auntie to wipe her head, okay?"
Zheng Yu nodded, "Okay."
Zheng Siyi rolled her eyes unceremoniously, and brushed her body casually, "The four bodies are not diligent, and the grains are not divided. I can't escape to Iraq, and I won't escape to your house."
Zheng Siqi pushed on his glasses, "You will be one-on-one with me."
"Blame you, Lao Tzu, for making my brother."
Zheng Siyi is the head nurse of brain surgery at the Linan Municipal Party Committee Hospital. Zheng Siyi came out in half, and before the relatives of her husband's family were rushing to pay New Year's greetings, they hurriedly took the time to send them to Zheng Siqi. No one eats the large number of snack nuts at home, and they are also brought over.
"Auntie wipe your head." Zheng Yu trotted and brought a blue and white square scarf, "Here it is."
"Hey, we Zao'er are obedient and sensible."
"Hey, don't wipe!" Zheng Siqi raised his eyebrows and quickly reached out to stop him, "Zao'er is holding my towel."
"Hey!"
Zheng Siyi threw the square scarf far away with a flick of her hand, "Your daughter is really a heroic person, and she is not very particular about her heart!"