When Fu Heng arrived at the hospital, Qingqing just ended the half-hour observation period.
The medicated candy in her hand is also missing a half bag.
Fu Sijin originally didn't want her to eat so much sugar, but as soon as she stopped her from eating sugar, she immediately squeezed the sugar bag and looked like she was about to cry.
After several troubles, Fu Si had no choice but to follow her.
Fortunately, these sugars are made of xylitol, which will not affect your health when you eat them.
When Fu Heng came, Qingqing was putting a new medicine candy into her mouth. When she saw Fu Heng's figure, she immediately put her hands behind her back and tried to hide the candy bag.
He also concealed his ears and explained: "Uncle, Qingqing didn't eat candy."
Fu Sijin who witnessed everything: "..."
The bullying little guy who just told you not to eat and you didn't listen, now my dad is persuaded when he sees it.
"Didn't eat candy?" Fu Heng's lips twitched slightly, and he leaned over slowly, pulling out a bag of medicated candy from behind Qingqing: "Then what is this?"
"The medicine given by sister nurse." The little thing has learned to change the concept secretly.
"Even if it's medicine, you can't take too much. I will put it away for you first, and then pay you back when you want to take it."
Qingqing watched tearfully as her beloved Tangtang was confiscated, and she dared not speak.
Of course she knew that Fu Heng's "want to eat and pay her back" meant to pay in installments. From now on, I would only give one or two tablets a day, and it would be impossible to pay her all at once.
But think about it, I promised not to eat more than three candies a day, and today I don’t know how many candies stole.
So the sugar has been confiscated and I dare not say anything.
"Let's go." Lifting Qingqing, Fu Heng turned her upside down, then frowned.
No light or heavy, haven’t Qing Qing eaten much recently
"Qingqing stand up." Fu Heng bent down and placed Qingqing on the ground, raising his hand to compare her with himself.
The little guy only got up a little bit on his knees.
"Qing Qing hasn't grown tall recently."
This was not what Fu Heng said, but Fu Sijin who stood by.
He still remembered that Qing Qing was almost at the height of his father's knees from the beginning. Now that nearly half a year has passed, Qing Qing is almost four years old. In terms of the flying growth rate of a three- to four-year-old child, Qing Qing has grown up. Some are too slow.
"Perhaps Qing Qing develops slowly." In the end, the father and son can only come to this conclusion temporarily.
"In the future, give Qingqing more milk, and then stew some bone soup to make up."
Fu Heng said.
Otherwise, the little guy will cry if he is not tall.
I came to get the injection early in the morning, and it’s noon now.
Fu Heng took his two children to a nearby restaurant for dinner. After the meal, Fu Sijin rushed to the company to work, and Fu Heng was going to take Qingqing out to play.
This is what he promised from the beginning.
"where are we going?"
Qingqing especially likes to look at the outside world from the car window, which always brings her a lot of surprise.
"Go to the beach." Fu Heng said.
It’s December New Year’s Day, and the weather is too cold. Naturally, he can’t let Qingqing go into the water. He can just go to the seaside to see the scenery and play with the sand.
Qing Qing used to go out a few times, and had never been to the beach. The only few cognitions came from cartoons or fairy tale books.
But where is the real sea in the drawn sea makes people wonder
With full expectation, she watched the scenery outside changed from the high-rise buildings of the city to the wilderness and mountains, and finally a blue sea appeared.
The cool sea breeze blew in through the car windows, bringing a salty smell, the endless sea water sparkling under the sun, reflecting the beautiful glare.
There are a few people scattered on the golden beach, and there are even some people swimming with swimming balls in the sea.
"It's so cold, aren't they afraid of being frozen?"
Qingqing looked cold for the people in the sea.
"People are swimming in the winter. Exercise will make the body generate heat, so it won't feel cold." Fu Heng glanced at it.
He parked the car in the parking lot by the sea, then changed Qingqing into a pair of small slippers that were convenient for stepping on the sand, and then hugged her out of the car.
Although Qingqing stepped on cool slippers under her feet, she was still wearing thick clothes.
Fu Heng even added an extra coat to her, which caused the little guy who was originally low in altitude to be bloated like a ball.
Many adults can't help but look more when they see such a cute child coming by, and then they are so cute.
This child is too cute.
"Uncle Uncle... Look, it's the sea!"
Qingqing cheered and rushed to the sea, not forgetting to turn back to greet Fu Heng.
Fu Heng caught up with her in two steps, took her little hand, and stopped moving forward: "It's dangerous over there. The kids can't pass."
Today’s waves are relatively big, and any big one can knock Qingqing’s small body over. The unlucky ones may even be dragged into the sea, so Fu Heng did not allow her to get close to the waves.
Qingqing is only allowed to play in the area of dry sand.
She simply saw the sea for the first time and was now in high spirits. This little movement restriction seemed to her to be nothing.
"Uncle gave me a shovel."
Before coming, Fu Heng bought a whole set of sand-playing tools. A large bag of plastic toys contained shovel, bucket, and molds of various fish, shrimp and crabs.
As long as you put sand in and cover it up tightly, you will get a sand crab or sand starfish.
Ching Ching used the dry sand on top at the beginning, but the small seafood that could be printed would always be scattered. Later, she found that the wet sand under the dry sand was better for shaping, so she immediately took a small shovel and screamed. Dig up the sand.
Fu Heng spread a clean place with a picnic cloth next to her, and sat there watching Qingqing play by herself.
Some children nearby saw that Qingqing had so many tools, they wanted to come and play together.
Qing Qing was also generous, sharing toys everywhere, and soon made a lot of good friends.
Looking at her look like Gongyue, Fu Heng unexpectedly recalled the first encounter between the two of them.
He and Qingqing were born in the same wealthy family. In fact, they knew each other's existence since they were young, but the first time they met in the true sense was at a birthday party with friends in the circle.
That friend is outgoing and has made many friends, including Fu Heng and Gu Qingqing.
The two were invited to congratulate each other, but they met unexpectedly.
No, it's just that Fu Heng knew Gu Qingqing unilaterally, and Gu Qingqing didn't know him at that time.
Fu Heng was so impressed with this aspect that nearly thirty years have passed and he cannot forget it.
Gu Qingqing should be in his third year of high school by then, or was he already in college
The eighteen-year-old girl was beautiful and flamboyant in the crowd. The stars became the brightest star in the audience, even more dazzling than the friend who was the host of the birthday party.
Fu Heng believed that he was not the only one who was impressed that day, because Gu Qingqing was never short of suitors.
She is even more popular than his heir to the Fu family, and the popularity here includes women as well as men.
Because she is beautiful, has a good family background, and is versatile, and she is still a master of learning.
It's really difficult for such a good person to be unobtrusive, not to mention that she herself is a flamboyant temperament.
Is Qing Qing originally very public
Fu Heng suddenly became a little confused.
Because in his later memory, his wife has always been a cold and indifferent, the image of a wealthy and noble lady.
As the hostess of the Fu family, her every move is perfect. She is dedicated to her husband and son, except for her indifferent relationship with her natal family.
But a few years before she married Fu Heng, she really liked sticking to him all the time. Even if Fu Heng was busy with work and did not have time to go home, Gu Qingqing would make soup at home specially and cooked food for him. Sent.
The reason is that things outside are unhealthy, and eating too much is not good. In fact, I want to see him more.
Fu Heng knew everything well.
But I don't know where it came from. The number of times their husband and wife met was getting less and less. Occasionally they "ran into each other late at night", and the most conversations that appeared were only.
"came back."
"Ok."
"Go to bed early."
"good."
At first, Gu Qingqing spoke a lot for the sentences with more words above, and then unknowingly turned into Gu Qingqing's perfunctory response.
On the contrary, it seemed that Fu Heng was more talkative.
"Uncle, look at it."
Qingqing's cheerful little milk interrupted Fu Heng's memory.
He looked down in the direction of the little guy, and saw a sand crab, a sand shrimp, a big sand fish, and two smaller sand fishes surrounding a small sand starfish in the middle.
Qingqing pointed at Big Fish earnestly and said, "This is Uncle."
Two little fishes: "This is A Jin and A Shen."
Shrimp: "This is the younger brother."
Crab: "This is Uncle Bo."
Then sum it up loudly: "We are a family."
Fu Heng slapped the crabs with a black face: "The person surnamed Bai has his own family, and you and him are not a family."
"Uncle Bo is so good to Qingqing, why can't he be a family?" Qingqing asked inexplicably.
Her clear eyes flashed with pure curiosity, and there was no trace of anger that the sand model she had worked so hard to make was shot away, but because of this, Fu Heng felt even more embarrassed.
He lowered his head, avoiding Qingqing’s gaze, and explained sternly: “Family members must have blood or legal relationships. Of course, some do not have these relationships, but people with deep feelings can become each other’s family members. But Bai Qiyu cannot be Gu Qingqing's family."
"Why?"
Qingqing said that he has many small question marks.
"Because I don't like it."
Fu Heng suddenly raised his head and looked directly into Qingqing's eyes: "Does Qingqing have the heart to make me unhappy?"
I don't know why, Qing Qing actually saw a bit fragile from Fu Heng.
What is he afraid of
Afraid that she will tell the answer he doesn't like
Qing Qing picked up the small
The shovel scattered all the sand molds, including her own, and only the big fish representing Fu Heng remained.
"Qingqing can't bear to make uncle unhappy, uncle is the best and best person in the world!"
The pupils shrank slightly, and Qingqing's immature face was clearly reflected in Fu Heng's dark eyes, and the scene of his wife's first confession to him appeared in a trance.
It was in a feasting bar, and the drunk Gu Qingqing stepped over the crowd, boldly straddling him, pulling his collar and making a loud announcement.
"Fu Heng, I like you, do you like it or not, give me a word!"
However, without giving him time to answer, the drunk little Nizi fell headlessly in his arms and fell asleep.