That's how I brought my daughter home... Okay
While hesitating, Qiao Fengtian lowered his head and saw that the two little people were carrying a round children's umbrella, and their walking was not easy. A tall man holds an umbrella, the rules of the rivers and lakes, and the little five is quite a gentleman, knowing to tilt the umbrella slightly in the direction of Zheng Yu. Although the rain was not too big, it also slightly wet the right shoulder of Xiao Wuzi.
"Come on, you've stabilized yourself."
Qiao Fengtian put the broken flower umbrella on his left shoulder, hunched over and put his hands under Zheng Yu's armpit, pulled up and hugged him in his arms, "Zao'er and uncle, will you?"
Zheng Yu was neither arrogant nor conceited, so he put his arm around Qiao Fengtian's neck with kindness, "Okay!"
"really obedient."
Although he doesn't have one, Qiao Fengtian actually likes clean and beautiful children very much. With a fresh and clean face, it is easy for people to rely on their unstretched torso for tomorrow. He can sometimes understand the joy and hope of being a parent, and sometimes he can't seem to get it right.
Zheng Yu rolled her eyes and smiled sweetly, "Everyone else said that."
"That means." Qiao Fengtian laughed along with her, "Your parents taught you very well."
I vaguely remembered the time I slipped on the Tsingyi River Road and bumped into Zheng Siqi, and remembered that he had a tall and beautiful female companion beside him. The facial features and Zheng Yu have nothing to do with each other, and I don't know if it is his mother. If not... Wouldn't it be embarrassing, Qiao Fengtian couldn't help but think of the three vulgarities.
Zheng Yu turned his face away, quietly tugging at Qiao Fengtian's smooth broken hair behind his ears, without saying a word. Qiao Fengtian lifted her up again, with a very soft body.
Really heavy.
Xiao Wuzi followed behind alone, afraid of not being able to keep up, so he pursed his lips and held the hem of Qiao Fengtian's clothes. He had a serious expression, and he didn't look very happy.
"I want to hug my uncle back and hug you again, my goodness." Qiao Fengtian pressed his head, lowered his head and winked at him playfully.
"No!" Xiao Wuzi suddenly broke his shyness to speak, and hurriedly clenched his clothes tightly, "I-I didn't want my uncle to hug..."
"Be a good man, a man. Uncle doesn't hold me. Come, don't rip my clothes out of shape."
As soon as Xiao Wuzi looked up, he saw Zheng Yu poking out a pair of smiling eyes from Qiao Fengtian's shoulders, staring at her and giggling happily, and his face immediately turned half red.
When he got home, Zheng Yu was excited and restrained. He didn't change his shoes, and only dared to stand at the entrance and blink at Qiao Fengtian.
"There are no extra slippers, you don't need to change them." Qiao Fengtian waved at her with a smile, "Come in directly."
Zheng Yu stared at Xiao Wuzi's slippers and shook his head, "Zao'er's shoes are wet, Zao'er can't go in, Dad said..."
Yes, this girl taught really well.
Qiao Fengtian didn't know what to do. He stepped forward in two steps and hugged the person by the waist. He paced into the small toilet in two steps, and put the person on the clean mop. Over her head, say, "Stomp back and forth, stomp hard."
Zheng Yu obediently raised her legs, like playing a game.
"Are the soles clean?"
"kindness!"
"Okay, come down and run, don't be afraid." Qiao Fengtian reached out and hooked her braid, holding her hand and walking out.
Leaving the children in the living room to play, Qiao Fengtian prepared lunch by himself. Originally, I wanted to fry river prawns with green peppers. I was afraid that Zheng Yu would not be able to eat spicy food, so I replaced the green peppers with edamame, and added some carrot hob pieces. It was sprinkled with a pinch of soft white sugar, which not only made it slightly fresh, but also tasted sweet in the mouth; I also cut a tomato that was only a little overripe, peeled it and made the soup.
When the meal was served, he guessed that Zheng Yu liked powder, so Qiao Fengtian deliberately used a powder bowl with only a peach flower printed on it. Most of his daily necessities are single, and this small bowl was bought by accident.
"How much is half a bowl?"
Zheng Yu stared at the river prawns on the plate and shook his head, "Not much, not much, you can eat a full bowl of jujube."
Xiao Wuzi bit the end of his chopsticks and followed suit, "She told me that she was the one who ate the most at the school's small dining table."
Zheng Yu pouted at him, "Awesome, right?"
The little five-son nodded with a nod to the venue, "En!"
Eating too much is not a good thing, especially for girls. Qiao Fengtian thought about this, but didn't say it. He pushed the three round porcelain plates in front of the two children, "Eat it while it's hot."
Outside the window, the rain was getting heavier, and it was falling, and there was a smell of wet soil in the air. It is said that some people like this smell very much. But mountains can't be without butterflies, and people can't be without hobbies and can understand.
Qiao Fengtian's two pots of evergreen flowers and leaves are fond of water and eat well in the rain, so he hurriedly opened the screens, and laboriously lifted the boss's pot onto the plug-in unit of the air conditioner. Raindrops rolled on the evergreen green leaves, gently kissing away a layer of ash.
Qiao Fengtian turned around and leaned against the edge of the window, rubbing the frostbite on his hands that started to itch again, looking at the two of them with their heads bowing their heads and eating vegetables, quite a bit gobbling up.
Xiao Wuzi took a mouthful of egg flowers and tugged a shredded onion that fell on the back of his hand into his mouth. Zheng Yu patiently picked out the rice grains that were left at the bottom of the bowl, and quickly pulled out a pair of cross-eyed eyes. When he finished, he licked his mouth and put the last piece of pea sprouts into his mouth.
"Is it delicious?"
The two children responded in unison, but Zheng Yu spoke louder.
Qiao Fengtian smiled happily.
When it wasn't time for school, Qiao Fengtian was not in a hurry, took a photo of Zheng Yu and pointed to the little horse in front of him.
As a senior practitioner who has been eating beauty and hairdressing for many years, she has been looking at Zheng Yu for a long time, and her hands are itchy more than frostbite, which makes her want to hammer the wall.
How crippled is this parent's hand to tie it like this, is this hand just growing out
Are all literate people like this
"Will Uncle help me comb my hair?" Zheng Yu sat in the Mazar and looked up, staring at Qiao Fengtian's delicate little nose, "Uncle?"
"My uncle trims people's hair, so it's good to comb it." Xiao Wuzi, who could not be questioned by others, also sat on the other side of the sofa, propped his chin, and said solemnly.
"Wait and see, you'll know after you tie it."
Zheng Yu's hair was obviously inherited from Zheng Siqi. It was black and oily, and it was like a thick pile of black silk in his hand. It's not very long, reaching the shoulders. If it grows up to the waist, I don't know what it will look like.
Qiao Fengtian used an airbag comb, which is a foreign brand. No matter how badly rubbed and rubbed his hair, it would become smooth after combing it. When the airbag comb brushes through the hair, it will make a "squeaky" sound. It made Zheng Yu shrink his neck and couldn't stop laughing.
"Come on, don't move." Qiao Fengtian held up his hidden chin in his hand, "raise your head."
Zheng Yu covered her mouth, "Hmm, don't move."
Xiao Wuzi looked at them as if they were watching a live trick.
Qiao Fengtian still combed two double ponytails, but the height was shortened, so it didn't hurt as much as he was clutching his scalp. If it is tied for a long time, it is easy to lose local hair, the hair follicles become inflamed, and the hair gap will increase day by day. Only after loosening the braid did he realize that Zheng Siqi had used a thin loop of plastic for Zheng Yu, which was tight and astringent and had huge friction. Qiao Fengtian replaced it with one that was wrapped in suede and tied tightly.
Zheng Yu felt lazily comforted by Qiao Fengtian's hand, so she just wanted to lean back and just sleep in his arms.
It should be as warm and soft as looking up into a cloud.
"Okay, let's take a look." Unable to control his professional habit, Qiao Fengtian rubbed the back of Zheng Yu's neck and pretended to sweep away a layer of broken hair.
Xiao Wuzi was holding a table mirror on the opposite side, facing Zheng Yu's face.
"Look, I said that my uncle looks good with his hair, see for yourself, how good-looking!"
Qiao Fengtian changed the distribution ratio for Zheng Yu. Originally, it was five or five points, but he changed it to thirty-seven points. She grabbed the end of her hair, picked a strand out, twisted it twice, and pulled out copper coins that resembled the stitches of a sweater.
Relying on the innocence on his face, Zheng Yu, who had one tall and one short braid, was reluctantly returned to hold. This new hairstyle is generous and childlike, and the trim is playful. Zheng Yu reached out and held the mirror by herself, staring at it and didn't want to look away.
"It's amazing, uncle is awesome..."
Qiao Fengtian cleaned the hair from the comb, "It's just average."
"It's true! Zao'er likes you so much!"
Qiao Fengtian was stunned for a moment, seeing Zheng Yu standing up and turning his head, the tip of his nose was pink, "Huh?"
Zheng Yu took a step forward and slammed into Qiao Fengtian's arms, blocking his neck.
Qiao Fengtian hooked her waist and looked at the little five sons who didn't know what to do with tears and laughter, "Be careful."
"Uncle Joe..."
Zheng Yu buried her face in Qiao Fengtian's chest and stuck it silently for a while.
"how?"
"Can Zao'er kiss you..."
"Huh?" Another snort.
Zheng Yu raised his face, and without waiting for Qiao Fengtian to answer, he leaned over to his cheek under the jealous stare of Xiao Wuzi, held his face and gave him a hard sip, but it seemed that it was not enough, he kissed again, and took The tip of his nose lingered in Qiao Fengtian's soapy neck.
"Zao'er really likes uncle, can Zao'er come tomorrow?"
After all, this is the first time that Qiao Fengtian has been truly liked. It's just that the person she likes is a little radish head, so small that she can ignore gender for a while, so small that she is afraid that she herself can't even tell what a serious "like" looks like.
However, this did not prevent Qiao Fengtian's ears from turning red and hot.
Listening to the ticking of the raindrops, Qiao Fengtian said it was embarrassing - in Zheng Yu's eyes, he found a recognition and belonging that almost flattered him, a moment without impurities.
He froze the corners of his mouth and nodded, "...Okay, okay."
Zheng Yu took Qiao Fengtian's "passing permit" and swaggered home with the little five sons for two days. Qiao Fengtian was annoyed by his quick speech, and asked Zheng Yu's father if she knew that she was eating at someone else's house, and the little girl nodded blindly. No way, take it home and cook it for Honesty.
It was wrong for the little five sons.
Qiao Fengtian used to love him, but he didn't feel bad. At this moment, there is a cross-knife competing for favor, either clamoring for a hug, or clamoring for a kiss. Jealous, he also wanted to act like a spoiled brat in Zaqiao Fengtian's arms, and he was too embarrassed to say it.
Turning grief and anger into motivation, as soon as he returned to the rented relocated house at night, he was busy thinking about writing and homework, and the comic strip that Lang Xi brought over did not take a glance at it.
Qiao Liang saw that he frowned seriously and was too serious, so he made fun of him, "Why, are you going to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University tomorrow?" Why are you so enlightened and so hardworking
Xiao Wuzi didn't lift his head, at the end of the term, I'm going to pass the exam with my tablemate!
Heh, it sounds like we're going to be arguing overtly and secretly.
Hey, don't you tell Dad that you like her a lot, eh? Said she was pretty and cute. Qiao Liang smiled and pinched Xiao Wuzi's ears.
Xiao Wuzi drew a sigh, and blushed again, that, that is the original.
Zheng Siqi was busy with sores in the mouth wall, the sores were red and white, and drinking water in pain felt like putting a blade in his mouth.
I just finished typing the first draft of the thesis and clicked save, took off my glasses, turned my neck, and a head of golden flowers appeared with a crisp "crunch", and the phone on the other side buzzed. It was like a flood, and he ran into his arms non-stop.
"Hello?" Zheng Siqi pulled open the drawer and took out a box of unsealed Victoria C tablets.
"Excuse me, are you the parent of Zheng Yu's child?" said the other end of the phone.
Zheng Siqi took a piece from the small box and threw it into the water glass, raised his eyebrows, "Yes, what?"
"Ah, so it is."
The female voice on the opposite side laughed, but she was hesitant and slightly nervous, "I am here at the Hand-in-Hand Small Dining Table Agency, and I am the head of the agency in Hand-in-Hand Linan District. I'm calling to give you a feedback. Daughter, little friend Zheng Yu, she…”
Zheng Siqi didn't drink from the water glass, and frowned.
"What's wrong with her?"
"The teacher in charge of registration here told me that your daughter... hasn't come to dinner for three days."