Xing Xing has been wondering about this for a long time.
Dou Sha downstairs has a father, and Xiao Ming on TV also has a father. Everyone has a father, but he doesn't.
He still remembered that the driver uncle also mentioned his father before, and then his mother seemed to be angry. Xing Xing felt that his mother didn't like this question, but he was really curious.
The little guy buried his face in his mother's neck, turned his big round eyes and thought: Mom said she likes him the most, so she probably won't be angry with him.
Cheng Huan was indeed not angry, she patted Xing Xing on the back, thinking about how to explain this to him.
The truth is definitely not to be told, she did not intend to bring the child to the door to recognize relatives like the original owner, the child's father must be with the heroine, and the two of them came to the door, and became the root between the hero and the heroine prick.
In almost all novels, all factors that prevent the hero and heroine from being together will eventually be eliminated. Although this novel has become a real world, Cheng Huan still dare not gamble with their lives.
She can't afford to lose.
After going over the serious relationship in her mind, Cheng Huan slowed down her movements. She organized her words, leaned into Xing Xing's ear, and said slowly, "Because Xing Xing's father has already flown away."
Xing Xing was obviously stunned for a moment, then raised his head and opened his eyes wide: "Fly away?"
Cheng Huan started talking nonsense, but his face was serious: "That's right, Xingxing's father is a superman, he is going to save the world, and he can't come back until he eliminates the bad guys."
Xing Xing was obviously taken aback by her.
A four-year-old child still believes in the age of Superman. After listening to Cheng Huan's words, he was stunned for a while, then let out an ah, and suddenly climbed down from her, making a gesture of crossing his hands.
"Dad is Superman, so will he transform like this?"
What he gestured was a transformation gesture commonly used by the protagonist of a cartoon. Xing Xing was fascinated by him. Every day he dreamed that he became the protagonist's friend and bought him candy.
Cheng Huan paused, but in the end he couldn't close his eyes and bring the cold and serious hero in the novel into this image.
She twitched the corner of her mouth and said to Xing Xing: "I don't know about that either."
"Ah..." Xing Xing was a little disappointed: "Why doesn't mom know?"
"Because Mom has never seen Dad beat a bad guy." Cheng Huan stretched out his hand, pulled the little guy into his arms, and continued to make up: "Daddy's Superman's identity must be kept secret, and no one else should know, so the one who beat a bad guy Sometimes I sneak out by myself.”
The little guy listened very seriously, and nodded seriously after listening. His face was full of flesh, and the flesh was still shaking when he moved: "I know, because there are many bad people. If others find out, Mom and Xing Xing will be in danger." Already!"
Cheng Huan squeezed his hand and nodded affirmatively: "Yes, that's it."
"Then when will Dad finish beating the bad guys?" After listening to his mother's description, Xing Xing has automatically brought the image of his father into the superman in the cartoon. .”
Cheng Huan pondered for a while: "It probably won't work until Xing Xing grows up."
When I grow up, I know that these are all lies.
"Should I sleep alone when I grow up?" Xing Xing still remembered what Cheng Huan had said to him the night he first came here.
"It's a little bigger than that."
"Ah, it's even bigger..." Xing Xing was a little tangled, he really wanted to see his father, but he didn't want to sleep separately from his mother.
The little guy thought about it carefully with his small head, and felt that it was more important to sleep with his mother.
"Then I don't want to grow up." Xingxing tiptoed and kissed Cheng Huan on the face: "I want to sleep with my mother all the time."
Cheng Huan smiled, and didn't make fun of his childish words. Anyway, she has decided to let the little guy go to sleep alone when he goes to primary school.
It's just that there are not enough rooms. Cheng Huan looked around and set a goal for himself: strive to earn the down payment for a three-bedroom apartment within three years!
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After moving, the problem of making money that was temporarily put on hold will be put on the agenda.
If I want to make enough down payment within three years, I can't rely on part-time jobs alone. Besides, the original master only has a high school degree, so it is difficult to find a good job.
But it doesn't matter, Cheng Huan doesn't plan to go to work either.
In the original world, Cheng Huan was the second child at home, and because her parents wanted to have a son, she was sent to her grandfather's house right after she was born.
Grandpa's ancestors were imperial cooks, and later the revolution broke out and escaped from the palace, and took up a gun to engage in another career.
Although he devoted himself to the movement to liberate China, he did not lose his family skills. In his grandfather's generation, although he did not have the glory of the past, he was still a must-have cook for weddings and weddings in ten miles and eight villages.
Grandpa is getting old and has always wanted to find an heir. He is open-minded, and he doesn't have the idea of passing on his skills to his children. Cheng Huan started holding a knife at the age of three, and he was able to organize a decent banquet independently at the age of fourteen.
The grandparent and grandson have little money, and the grandfather is not in good health and often gets sick. Cheng Huan has been learning how to make money since she was in junior high school. At that time, she had no way out, so she got up every morning to steam rice, and then took it to the gate of the school to sell rice balls. She could earn about 30 yuan a day, which was enough for their grandparents and grandchildren. .
Because the food she cooks is delicious, Cheng Huan's business has been very good. By the time she graduated from high school, she had already saved up the tuition and living expenses for the first year of college by herself.
In college, other classmates were studying, living in love, or addicted to games, but Cheng Huan was still preoccupied with making money. She rented a shop next to the university town to open a snack bar, hired two helpers, and earned millions of dollars in four years of studying. .
When other students were running around for jobs or postgraduate entrance examinations, Cheng Huan took the saved money and rented a yard in the old street to cook for her private kitchen.
Cheng Huan is very talented in cooking and has a family heirloom. The private kitchen has gained a lot of fame after only one year of operation. With this restaurant, she bought a house with full payment in just a few years.
It's a pity that the new house has just been renovated, and before she could live in it, she came to this place inexplicably.
Cheng Huan's relationship with her family has always been cold. Her grandfather passed away when she was in her sophomore year. She has nothing to worry about, and she can live well in another world and another identity.
All she had to do now was to walk the path she had walked before.
The original owner's deposit is so small, it's not even enough to rent a storefront, and the only food he can cook is a roadside stall.
There are some people who make money and some who don't make money by setting up roadside stalls. Taking into account the weather and her current personal situation, Cheng Huan decided to open a barbecue stall.
Setting up a booth is not a very simple matter. First, you need to determine the location, find a place with a lot of traffic, second, you need to buy necessities such as stoves, dinner plates, tables, chairs, and freezers, and finally you need to find raw materials.
Whether the food tastes good or not depends on the ingredients. It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. Even a god can't make delicious food with a piece of rotten meat.
Cheng Huan got up early in the morning to make breakfast, called Xing Xing, and talked about it while the little guy was eating.
"Xing Xing, mom is going out today, and she may not be back at noon, so why don't you go to the neighbor's aunt's house for lunch?"
The neighbors of the new house are a family of three. The husband and wife are in their thirties. One daughter is in the sixth grade. , Cheng Huan asked them to take care of Xing Xing, and the husband and wife agreed immediately.
Xing Xing stopped eating, and half of the potato was still hanging on his mouth. He opened his mouth, and with an ah, the potato on his mouth fell onto his clothes.
"Why don't you come back?"
"Because my mother wants to make money to support the stars."
Xingxing doesn't have a deep concept of money, and he doesn't understand why he has to go out to make money, but he is a good boy, so although he is not very happy, Xingxing finally agreed.
"Okay then." Xing Xing stuffed a potato in the pancake into his mouth, and said indistinctly, "Mom, I will miss you."
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Xing Xing sat on the floor of the living room, with colorful building blocks scattered in front of him.
He picked up the building blocks and worked them up little by little. The movements were very smooth, obviously not the first time he played.
The building blocks took shape little by little, and finally turned into a water wheel. Xing Xing put the last piece on, and looked up at the door.
There was no movement at the anti-theft door, Xing Xing sighed, resting his chin with his little fat hand, his mouth gradually pouted.
Mom has been out for a long time, why hasn't she come back yet!
In Xing Xing's imagination, when they move to a new house, their mother should be with him every day. They play games together during the day and sleep together at night, living a very happy life.
However, the reality is that the next day after moving, my mother was busy again. She went out for longer and longer, and she didn't come back at noon today. Xingxing still ate lunch at the neighbor's house.
The neighbor's aunt cooks delicious food, but not as good as her mother's. Xingxing switched hands and continued to sigh.
He really misses his mother.
Xing Xing maintained a posture of thinking, and changed one hand when it became numb, and when it was the third time, there was finally movement at the door.
He immediately got up from the ground like a puppy, and ran to the door.
The anti-theft door opened slowly in front of his eyes, Xingxing called his mother and was about to rush over.
However, the big bag in front of the mother blocked their communication. The little guy stopped half a meter away, raised his head in a daze, then cleverly bypassed the obstructing thing, and hugged Cheng Huan's thigh from the side.
"Mom, what is this?" He pointed to the thing in Cheng Huan's hand and asked.