After Escaping Famine, Three-Year-Old Fu Bao Became Everyone’s Favorite

During the famine, a sack of grain was traded for a little girl. Everyone thought the family had lost their minds.

But ever since they adopted little Qingtian, it was as if their lives had be...

Chapter 479: How can I still think about celebrating my birthday?

Some people even gave their daughters a bath last night, put on their best clothes today, and dressed them up neatly, hoping to catch the attention of Mr. Cen.

But no matter what she thought, there was no one else as bold as the round-faced woman who could act out her act right in front of Miss Sunny Day.

At this moment, he understood what Manager Zhao was saying, and even the little bit of thought he had before was completely gone.

It was almost noon when Mr. Cen took Qingtian to the fields to pick vegetables.

"Just pick whatever you want to eat at noon, and your great-grandfather will make it for you."

Qingtian wore his little straw hat, carried a small basket in his hand, and walked into the vegetable garden.

Old Cen stood outside the vegetable garden and looked at her.

Manager Zhao took the opportunity to come over and whispered to Elder Cen, "Old man, that family has already sold out this morning. I've also warned the other people on the farm to make sure this kind of thing won't happen again."

"Hmm!" Old Cen snorted lightly and didn't say much.

Manager Zhao couldn't help feeling a little nervous and looked up at Meng Yu.

Meng Yu gave him a reassuring look.

Mr. Cen's response meant that he would not pursue the matter further.

Upon seeing this, Manager Zhao immediately retreated tactfully.

After having lunch at the farm, it was time to take a nap, but Qingtian said he wanted to go home.

When Mr. Cen heard this, he immediately ordered people to pack up and prepare to return to the city.

When I came here, I brought things for sunny days, but when I left, I had a lot more things.

Vegetables grown on the farm, some wild game, and the little white horse.

When Qingtian saw the little white horse, he finally perked up a bit and asked worriedly, "Grandpa, can Feixue keep up with us? Will we tire it out?"

"Don't worry, Miss Qingtian, we're not too far from the capital, and Feixue isn't carrying people or goods, so this distance is a piece of cake for it.

"Maybe on the way it might think we're too slow and it's affecting its fun!"

Qingtian felt relieved after hearing this. He took out two pieces of candy that he had prepared long ago from his purse, walked up to Feixue and fed it.

Feixue lowered her head and used her tongue to roll the candy away from Qingtian's palm.

Qingtian finally showed his first heartfelt smile of the day and raised his hand to touch Feixue's mane.

Seeing that everything was packed, Mr. Cen ordered to set off back to Beijing.

Qingtian didn’t take a nap, and he was swaying around in the car, and soon he started to feel sleepy.

Mr. Cen had already made preparations. He took out her quilt, spread half of it under her body and covered her with the other half, which was just right.

So Qingtian fell asleep with her head resting on Mr. Cen's legs.

After returning to his home in Beijing, Meng Yu opened the car door and found that Qingtian had slept all the way and had not woken up yet.

In order not to wake her up, Mr. Cen remained in the same position all the way.

My legs and feet must have become numb from sitting so much, right?

Meng Yu quickly carried Qingtian and the quilt out of the car, and at the same time winked at Shi Lei, asking him to go and check on Mr. Cen in the car.

Just as Meng Yu expected, Mr. Cen's legs had already gone numb.

Older people are prone to this.

It is difficult to sit still in one posture all the time, and you need to change your posture frequently. If conditions permit, you even need to get up and walk around.

But not only did Mr. Cen not move for more than an hour, he was also kept under Qingtian's pillow.

My legs and feet have been numb for a long time.

It would be fine if I just sat there and didn't move, but now I have to get off the bus and I feel so numb and sore if I move a little.

Shi Lei was so focused on driving the carriage that he had no idea what was going on inside.

Seeing that Mr. Cen was grimacing at the slightest movement, he immediately felt annoyed.

"Old man, please don't move. I'll carry you into the house and massage your legs and feet."

Mr. Cen tried to move and found it was really uncomfortable. Then he thought that he was at home and no one could see him, so there was no need to show off, so he nodded and agreed.

Unexpectedly, just as Shi Lei took him down from the car, he was bumped into by Boss Ye and his wife who had just returned from the store.

"What's wrong, old man?"

When Mrs. Ye saw Shi Lei hugging the old man, she was so shocked that she dropped the things in her hands.

She didn't care about the things on the ground and quickly came over to ask.

"What happened? Did you fall on the farm or something?"

Elder Cen's face couldn't help but turn red, and he quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay, my legs are just numb from sitting in the car!"

But Mrs. Ye didn't quite believe his explanation. If it was just a simple case of numb legs, given Mr. Cen's stubborn character, he would definitely not agree to let Shi Lei carry him out of the car.

So she turned her gaze directly to Shi Lei and asked, "Let me ask you, what's going on?"

Shi Lei was an honest man and would never lie. When he heard Sister Ye's question, he said, "On our way back to the city, Miss Qingtian fell asleep with her head resting on the old man's legs. The old man stayed in that position and didn't dare to move, so his legs and feet were numb from being pressed against the ground."

"Grandpa, you really are..." Mrs. Ye said distressedly, "If she fell asleep, you could just move her aside or wake her up. Why did you let her sleep with her head resting on your legs all the way?

"Don't even mention you. Even young people like us can't stand this. How uncomfortable it must be!"

"Let's go back to the house first and talk later." Mr. Cen felt very uncomfortable being held by someone, and he just hoped to be put down as soon as he returned to the house.

Without even turning her head, Mrs. Ye said to Mr. Ye, "Please take all the food to the kitchen first. I'll go with the old man to take a look."

Boss Ye had already picked up everything that had fallen on the ground and responded when he heard this.

When Elder Cen saw Boss Ye carrying a lot of things and heading towards the kitchen, he couldn't help but ask Sister Ye, "Why did you buy so many vegetables today? And why did you come back so early today?"

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