Zhong Anjia turned around and saw Gong Wangheng holding Xiao Yuanyuan, and Eleven was circling around them.
When children are with animals, the picture has a warm effect.
Zhong Anjia said: "Let me hold my brother."
He saw Xiao Yuanyuan clinging to Gong Wangheng, she was so cute, he also wanted to hug her.
Gong Wangheng finally failed to see the parents' intention for once: "It's okay, I'll hold the baby, I can do it."
He is much taller than his peers, and due to his consistent training and exercise, he has a very good physical condition.
Xiao Yuanyuan is not heavy at all. He was transformed from a bird, and his body is smaller than other children of the same age. His physique is also strange. If he eats too much, he will gain weight. If he doesn't eat, he will lose weight. Anyway, he won't grow taller.
It's been almost a year, and I've only grown a few centimeters, but it looks like I haven't grown at all.
Father Gu and Father Bai are not anxious about this, because the little baby is a very special existence. Moreover, many children do not grow tall when they are young, but grow very fast when they are in their teens. He is still young now, so there is no need to worry.
Little Yuanyuan usually hugs brother Hengheng in a bear hug, with all four limbs wrapped around him and both hands around his neck - it can't compare to the broad chest of his father, but being hugged by his brother has its own special way.
After entering the villa, Gong Wangheng put the baby down.
When the little parrot baby arrived at a strange place, he couldn't help but want to take a look around.
He has a natural curiosity about unknown areas and an instinctive response to safety. He always observes the environment first to make sure he is in a safe place.
But my father said that it is very impolite to look around in a strange place.
He wanted to be a polite little baby, so he asked his uncle: "...Uncle, can I have a look at the east, east and west?"
I can't remember the word "looking around".
Fortunately, the adults understood what he said: "Okay, of course, Yuanyuan, go and see it."
I thought this way of expression was really funny. Are all children's words so weird
After getting the permission, the little baby was happy: "Thank you, uncle!"
Gong Suicheng said: "Hengheng, take your brother to see it, don't leave him alone."
"I know. I'll watch him."
They hadn't been to the villa for a long time, and in previous years, only the three of them were there.
It is indeed deserted. The house is too big and once there are fewer people, the feeling of emptiness and loneliness becomes obvious.
But this year, I brought the little baby along. He ran around to visit, and Eleven became excited and barked beside him.
Gong Wangheng's voice could be heard from behind: "Slow down, don't run, don't run around in the house."
The air is full of the scent of summer.
The sun shines brightly into the house, and the wind blows in, dry and warm.
The house was finally no longer as deserted as usual, but suddenly became lively and full of the vitality that was unique to summer.
Zhong Anjia and Gong Suicheng watched the two little guys go upstairs. The barking of the dog was still loud, and the sound of footsteps came and went.
I felt so touched that I couldn't express it in words: "It would be great if every year in the future could be like this."
I hope Gong Wangheng can be happy, like all other children.
"Yes, his condition has improved a lot in the past six months. The doctors say he has made great progress."
“…Yeah, yes, it will definitely get better in the future.”
The adults should go and pack their things first.
Most of the food for the few days' stay had been prepared in advance. They found some of the tools they needed from the warehouse and prepared to assemble and clean them themselves so they could use them tomorrow.
Little Yuanyuan suddenly stuck his head out of the second-floor window and greeted the two parents who were preparing things downstairs.
"Uncle, Yuanyuan is here!"
They looked up and saw a small peach head sticking out of the window. Soon, a dog's head also popped out, and then the dog's head turned into half a dog's body.
What a courage!
Zhong Anjia laughed: "Don't stick your head out like this, it's very dangerous, go back quickly!"
Neither Little Peach nor Big Dog is obedient.
Xiao Taozi even stretched out her entire neck: "Uncle, what are you saying? Yuanyuan, I can't hear you clearly—"
Fortunately, he was quickly pulled back by Gong Wangheng.
The dog was grabbed by the collar, with a terrified expression and no struggle. Soon the two guys disappeared from the window.
Gong Wangheng was helpless with the two guys.
My younger brother has always been naughty, but I didn’t expect that Eleven, who looks steady and reliable, would be so naughty when he goes out.
"You all must obey."
Little Wish: "Okay!"
He responded with his mouth, but from his expression, it was clear that his mind was empty.
Eleven ignored him and sat there yawning and stretching his hind legs to scratch his ears.
In short, no one is willing to listen.
Gong Wangheng was helpless. Forget it. He had invited these two people, so he could only endure it.
The little baby visited from the first floor to the third floor, and even ran around the balcony with the dog.
After returning to the first floor, I felt a little hot and wanted to eat some popsicles.
Ran to find Gong Suicheng: "Uncle, I want to eat popsicles!"
Zhong Anjia: "Hey, it seems that there are no popsicles prepared this time. I just checked the refrigerator and there are none."
Upon hearing this, the little baby's expectant expression was immediately replaced by disappointment.
Uncle Zhong didn't lie to him, it wasn't that hot in the countryside.
The house is very ventilated and there is a big tree in the yard, which blocks a lot of the heat.
He was just beginning to think that coming here was a smart decision, but why were there no popsicles? If there were popsicles, everything would be perfect.
Xiao Yuanyuan was very sad. She instantly turned from a juicy peach into a colorless dried bird.
Slowly sit down on the ground, then lie down on the ground - that's it, it turns out that only lying paralyzed can bring eternity to a bird's life.
Both parents were touched by his reaction.
Is it still possible? Can you just lie down when I tell you to
Gu Xiefeng and Bai Qingnian are so jealous. How fun it would be to have such a little guy at home. Just watching Xiao Yuanyuan's reaction, Zhong Anjia felt that she could watch it for a whole day. It was too lively and cute.
Zhong Anjia went over and helped him up. The little baby didn't struggle or use any effort. His little body collapsed into a ball, and the collar of his shoulders slipped down, revealing his small shoulders.
This posture combined with this expression is really amazing.
Sometimes Zhong Anjia feels that he is not like a little baby in real life. He is so different, like a baby that only appears in cartoons.
Zhong Anjia pinched the tip of his nose and helped him pull his clothes up: "Okay, okay, then let me accompany Yuanyuan to buy popsicles, okay?"
The little bird moved a little, and gradually came back to life: "...Brother, will you accompany Yuanyuan?"
There's probably a grocery store a few hundred meters away, which will definitely have popsicles in this season.
There are few people living here, so the probability of encountering bad people is very low, and children can play outside freely.
This is what childhood should be like.
There are many people in the city, and it is easier to encounter danger, so children are either confined at home or at school. Parents are worried about their children wherever they go, so it is best to have an adult accompany them.
We can feel more at ease here. The distance is not far, and Eleven is here. With such a big dog following them, most people would not dare to approach them casually.
Gong Wangheng's life was arranged clearly by his father.
But the same thing goes, he was the one who invited the little rascal, so he has to be responsible for it.
"Okay, I'll take you to buy popsicles. Don't lie on the ground all the time."
The little baby was instantly resurrected and became a lively little parrot again.
Riding on his newly bought tricycle and taking his dog with him, the tricycle team set off again.
It turned out that the little red tricycle was not kept by the parents, but an accident occurred while it was hidden and the handle was broken.
This was originally a punishment for Xiao Yuanyuan, who was so bold as to go to the hospital to look for Bai Qingnian. But after discovering that the handle of the tricycle was broken, things changed.
When the little baby saw that his little tricycle was broken, he was so sad that he couldn't stop crying. Then the situation immediately changed. In order to make him happy, his father had to buy him a new tricycle.
The red tricycle has been discontinued and now it is the second generation pink tricycle.
While retaining the original functions, a retractable awning is added.
So now the little baby is riding a convertible tricycle, which is very cool.
Gong Wangheng has been familiar with the roads here for many years and is a well-deserved three-wheeled team leader.
However, the countryside has developed rapidly in recent years, and the roads have become wider and smoother. Except for the lack of people and cars, at first glance, there is actually not much difference from the city.
It was the first time for the little baby to come to such a place. He was full of curiosity and rode the tricycle, looking left and right.
The road was surrounded by big trees on both sides and they walked under the shade of the trees.
The cicadas chirped and the leaves rustled in the wind.
The wind in the air is not very cool, but it feels very comfortable, with a special scent, the smell of summer.
The distance of several hundred meters was quickly covered.
The small grocery store has been renovated. The door is much bigger and the goods inside are richer than before, making it like a small supermarket.
The little baby braked, stopped, held his brother's hand, and went into the store.
The refrigerator is placed at the entrance, and it contains various kinds of popsicles.
The little baby was short, and he could barely see it by standing on tiptoe, but the glass was blurry, so he couldn't see what was inside. He said anxiously, "...Brother, I want it, chocolate flavor."
Gong Wangheng gave him a chocolate-filled popsicle and chose an ice cream cone for himself.
When paying, the little baby saw the green apple flavored soda on the shelf and stretched out his hand to ask for it: "...Brother, I want more, drink this!"
Gong Wangheng took a look and did not agree.
It is not good for children to drink coloring drinks, as it affects their development. They are already short enough, so they should not eat more of this kind of thing.
Gong Wangheng rejected him: "You can't eat too much. You've already eaten the popsicle, so you can't drink soda."
The shop owner was an elderly lady with a kind face. She was attracted by the little peach at first sight and said, "Little boy, the popsicle you bought can be entered into a lottery. If you win, you can exchange it for a soda."
The little baby had drawn prizes before, so he was not unfamiliar with this. When he heard that he could draw soda, he asked hurriedly: "… Then, how do I draw?"
"After you finish eating the popsicles, there are words on the small sticks. You can see whether you have won a prize by looking at the words." The owner said, "First prize can be exchanged for a box of popsicles, second prize is a box of instant noodles, and third prize can be a bottle of soda."
The young baby’s brain doesn’t work that quickly, and he can’t realize that the first prize is actually the best.
As long as you win a box of popsicles, you can continue to draw, and maybe you can take home several bottles of soda.
But now he just wants a bottle of soda and wants to win the third prize.
After paying, they sat on the stone bench at the door and started eating the popsicles.
There is a decades-old tree at the door with lush branches and leaves. It blocks most of the sunlight, and the shade it casts is cool.
The stone bench is right in the shade of the trees, and next to it is a table of elderly people playing chess.
The little baby sat down obediently, opened the package with his teeth, took out the popsicle and started eating.
Cool, sweet and greasy.
tasty.
Gong Wangheng sat down next to him and also took out an ice cream cone.
The popsicles may melt by the time you get home, so unless you refreeze them, the best option is to eat them immediately.
Eleven lay obediently at their feet, looking after the little baby's convertible tricycle while licking the popsicle with a grunt.
Looking at his brother's cone, the little darling said, "...Brother, can I have a bite of yours?"
Kids are like this, they always think other people’s things taste better than their own.
Gong Wangheng generously handed it to him and said, "Eat it."
The little baby took a small lick and found it was indeed more delicious than his own.
The popsicle in his hand no longer smelled good, and he wanted to eat his brother's ice cream cone.
Gong Wangheng saw the desire in his eyes and took the initiative to say, "Do you want to eat this? I'll exchange with you."
The little baby's eyes lit up instantly, and he said, "Okay!"
He took the ice cream cone from his brother and started eating it happily.
Gong Wangheng looked at the horrible cross-section of the popsicle after it was bitten by the little guy - how did this little guy's teeth grow, are they so sharp? How could he bite it so cleanly with one bite
He said, "But your popsicle is given to me, so I may not be able to get a soda."
The little baby said in a clear voice: "No, I will definitely win."
So confident
Gong Wangheng asked naturally: "Why? Did you use magic?"
The little baby was so scared that he could hardly hold the ice cream cone.
I didn’t know what my brother was talking about, but I quickly denied it: “… No, no! Yuanyuan doesn’t know magic! Yuanyuan is not a bird!”
That’s enough. Gong Wangheng decided to teach him Chinese first when he returned.
We still have to start from the point of view of trying to cover up the truth.
Gong Wangheng was afraid that he would get scared and his hair would explode, so he said, "Of course you are not a bird, you are a human child."
The little baby breathed a sigh of relief: "... Yes, that's right, Yuanyuan is just a child."
"Then this human child is not the bird's wish-granting baby. How do you know you can win the lottery?"
“… Yes, I can win.”
The little baby was puzzled. Couldn’t he just win whatever he wanted
Dad was like this last time, and my brother is like this this time too. Is this a very difficult thing
Gong Wangheng didn't believe in evil. He thought that if he wanted to get what he wanted, this little guy must have used magic.
He quickly ate half of the popsicle, and two words appeared on it: Third Class.
The little baby can’t read, and he still has to ask: “Brother, did you get the lottery? What’s written on it? What does it mean?”
Gong Wangheng really didn't expect him to be so smart. He said it was the third prize and it was the third prize.
I ate the remaining popsicle in a few bites. It was so cold that my forehead hurt. Then I went in to exchange it for a soda.
The little baby had only eaten half of his cone when he saw his brother coming out with a soda. He said proudly, "See, if you wish, you can win."
It must have been magic.
Gong Wangheng didn't believe that he was so naturally lucky: "How do you know you can win?"
"It means I can hit the target. I wish it is a smart wish!"
Never miss any opportunity to praise yourself.
Eating the ice cream cone and taking a sip of soda, the little baby suddenly felt that summer was not so scary.
There are delicious fruits, delicious popsicles, and tasty soda. He can ride a tricycle and play outside with his brother and Eleven.
The author has something to say: Today’s little theater is Gu Dad’s previous Versailles circle of friends.
I was going to post it yesterday, but I forgot hahaha_(:3∠)_
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Gu Xiefeng:
How can a four-year-old kid be so annoying? He insisted on making a cake for us today.
It would be strange if these little arms and hands could be made, as they will still have to trouble us in the end.
This one can’t call dad anymore, and that one can’t call dad anymore. They are so clingy. How can they be so clingy
Look at the finished product, it’s really not that good, but the little guy still insisted on taking a photo as a souvenir, so just take a photo, there’s really nothing we can do about it.