After coming down, Yang Fan took Guo Guo down from the bed as well and said with a smile, "Little darling, let's go to the roof to sleep and watch the other side of the deep space."
As he spoke, he helped the little girl put on her shoes. Then, Yang Fan rolled up the bedding and led the little girl to the roof.
Because he had to hold the bedding, Yang Fan couldn't hold the little girl's hand.
The little girl held a long bamboo pillow, tilted her head to look at the road, and walked behind: "Dad, can you carry me?"
"I can't carry you. Why don't you wait for me in the room? I'll carry the bedding up and then come back to carry you up." Yang Fan climbed the narrow stairs.
The three pets naturally wouldn't sleep in the room by themselves, so they followed.
The corridor was not only narrow but also very steep. Dasheng and Gungun followed behind Guoguo, helping her from time to time with their heads resting on her butt.
Sanbao ran in front of Guoguo, stopping from time to time and looking back at her.
"Meow~" Sanbao screamed. Guoguo didn't hold the pillow properly and the pillow slipped out of his hand and hit him.
"Sanbao, you are blocking my way." The little girl picked up the pillow again.
Sanbao ran away immediately, saying, "Your kindness is taken as an insult. I'm just exploring the way and leading the way for you."
After throwing the bedding on the roof, Yang Fan came back to pick up Guoguo who was still trying to climb the stairs.
"Dad, carry me up." Guoguo was not satisfied with Yang Fan just holding her hand.
"Guoguo can walk now. He can't always be carried by mom and dad," Yang Fan taught.
The little girl still refused to reach out, and stood at the bottom of the stairs holding a long pillow, saying, "Dad, if you don't hold me now, when I grow up, you won't be able to hold me even if you want to."
Yang Fan thought about it and said, "That's right. Come, let daddy hold you."
As he said this, he walked down, squatted, took the pillow with one hand, picked up the little girl with the other hand, and went up to the roof.
The Monkey King and GunGun followed behind, twisting their buttocks and grunting.
There is also a small terrace of seven or eight square meters on the roof.
There is no ladder leading to the rooftop.
But the height of the small terrace is only 1.8 meters from the roof. When he was a child, Yang Fan often slept on the small terrace with his father and watched the stars on summer nights.
When he grew up a little and the relationship between father and son was no longer so close, he began to sleep alone on the small rooftop.
One person looks at the stars, and the other looks at the moon.
Until college.
During college, Yang Fan only went home during the winter vacation, and worked in Jinhai during the summer vacation to earn a living.
It is not easy for students to work, and not everyone has the ability or opportunity to earn tuition fees.
More than 80% of students who work and study can only earn living expenses.
Many students have never worked during their school years and are completely dependent on their families for support.
Since Yang Fan went to college, there has been no trace of him on this small rooftop.
Busy with study, busy with work, busy with life.
"Dad, do we still want to go up?" Guoguo's eyes widened as he watched Yang Fan throw the bedding onto the small terrace.
"Yes, Dad used to sleep up there. Do you want to go up there?" Yang Fan asked.
"Yes!" The little girl has an innate tendency to move towards higher places.
There are guardrails more than one meter high all around the roof, most of which are solid wall guardrails. Lying on the roof, the view is naturally not as wide as that of the small terrace without guardrails.
After throwing the bedding up, Yang Fan held the little girl and pushed her onto the small rooftop.
Afterwards, he threw the three pets up one by one.
"Don't go to the rooftop to play, just stay on the mat." After instructing the little girl and asking San Chong to help keep an eye on her, Yang Fan went down from the roof and took the mobile phone, mosquito coils, and his and the little girl's water cups.
When he returned to the small terrace, the little girl got up from the mat, knelt down, pointed at the vegetable garden not far below her and asked in surprise: "Dad, what is that? Are the stars falling? They are twinkling."
Yang Fan looked over.
I always thought summer hadn't arrived yet, but it has already arrived quietly without me noticing.
In the vegetable garden, several fireflies were flying in the air, like airplanes flashing by in the distant night sky.
The frequency of stars blinking is not that low.
"Those are not stars, they are fireflies, night elves." Yang Fan took off his shoes and stepped onto the mat.
He placed the sandals and the cup on the side where the little girl was going to sleep as a barrier.
When sleeping on the roof, if adults roll off the mat, they will be woken up by the rough ground.
Children sleep very soundly, and Yang Fan was worried that the little girl would roll out and roll farther and farther away and would never roll back by herself.
There is no guardrail on the small terrace.
"Night elf, is it a bug?" Guoguo knelt beside the mat, picked up the cup and wanted to drink water.
Children are really difficult to take care of. He just drank a big bowl of porridge ten minutes ago, and now he wants to drink water.
He will have a hard time at night.
But it’s normal when you think about it. There are chili peppers in the dried radish and water spinach. The little girl’s mouth is probably still a little spicy, so she keeps wanting to drink water.
"Yes, it's a beautiful insect. It has wings, can fly, and can glow." Yang Fan unscrewed the bottle cap for the little girl.
Throughout two lifetimes, I have never unscrewed a bottle cap for a girl.
Only little girls can enjoy this treatment.
But this is not her honor, but Yang Fan's honor.
When you have no money, there is no temptation of beauty.
Because beauty never tempts unsuccessful men, those who think they will not be tempted by beauty are always talking nonsense among unsuccessful men.
After he became rich, no woman dared to cheat Yang Fan of his money, because cheating money is illegal, but cheating feelings is not illegal, and feelings are worthless.
So he was deceived in his emotions.
Talking about feelings naturally costs money.
Some women are truly terrible.
Fortunately, I don’t have money now and I’m relatively poor.
Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, now he had fewer worries.
Not everyone is like me. I was in love with Liu Yueyue sincerely and never thought of cheating her of her feelings and money.
Even when he was in love with Thirteen, he never thought of cheating her of her feelings and money. He was sincere.
As for Liu Qianqian, he was a little greedy for her body, but he definitely had no intention of deceiving her of her feelings and money.
Such pure love is hard to find in the world.
So Yang Fan felt that although he was insignificant, he was great in some ways.
"Dad, then, can dark elves be eaten?" Guoguo asked after drinking the water.
"No, they can only look at them, but not eat them." Yang Fan screwed the lid on the water cup and put it aside: "Otherwise their parents will be sad, just like Guoguo, who can only look at them but not eat them."
"What about lobsters? If we eat them, won't their parents be sad?" Guoguo asked.
"No." Yang Fan said.
"Why, don't their parents love them?" Guoguo asked.
Yang Fan replied: "Love. It is because their parents love them so much that all of them are sitting on the dining table, neatly arranged."
The father and daughter lay down, chatted, and looked up at the stars together.
As far as we can see, some things happened in the universe just a few minutes ago, some happened tens of thousands of years ago, or even hundreds of millions of years ago.
It is said that if you stand in space two thousand light years away and use a super-powerful telescope, you can witness with your own eyes the era when Xiang Yu, Liu Bang and the Qin Dynasty were fighting on Earth two thousand years ago.
I look at my sword under the lamp while drunk, my concubine dances weakly, a song of separation and chaos is played at Gaixia, and the sound of Chu songs is heard everywhere.