Chapter 26 26 "I'm not a berry, I'm a quilt."...

Although grandma was very nice, Meiguo didn't want to be separated from Feng Ci. When Feng Ci came in after washing up, she found a small bulge on the bed in the bedroom.

Feng Ci wiped his head with a towel, walked to the bed and patted it: "Bingguo, what are you doing here?"

"I'm not a berry, I'm a quilt."

Feng Ci: "Why don't you sleep in grandma's room?"

The little drum-shaped locust pupa pupa, covered with red berries, half of its head popped out, and its eyelashes like a palm leaf fan blinked:

"The little witch likes your quilt."

Feng Ci raised an eyebrow, ruffled the child's hair with a cheerful mood, and said with a reluctant look:

"You insist on sleeping here, and I can't stop you. I have only one request: Don't pull out my hair, even my armpits and legs. Can you do that?"

"Yes, yes." Berry nodded rapidly, rubbing her hands together as they emerged from the quilt. "Can I roll around now?"

"Go away."

Berry cheered loudly after getting permission, and rolled around happily on the bed with her legs up in the air like a puppy that had received an order from its owner.

Feng Ci was infected by the children's happiness, and didn't feel too disappointed when he saw the class group notification about the mock exam next week.

"Wait."

Feng Ci suddenly remembered something important. He casually draped the towel over his arm and leaned over to stare at Mei Guo.

"Have you brushed your teeth?"

The child blinked twice: "Hmm."

"Are you sure?" Feng Ci said with a half-smile, his deep eyes seeming to see through everything. "There are surveillance cameras in the house. Do you want me to check them out?"

The child was stunned, obviously not expecting any follow-up tricks. He rolled his eyes around, but found no solution, so he could only nod dejectedly.

"I didn't brush my teeth." Berry raised her wrist and closed her eyes tightly. "Catch me."

"Stop being so joking. Put on your shoes and go to the bathroom and brush your teeth."

Meiguo reluctantly came out of bed, put on her shoes and walked out, swaying like a sulking duck. Feng Ci pricked up his ears and listened to her muttering complaints:

"Little teeth need a bath. Don't think about bathing every day~"

Feng Ci laughed in anger.

Brushing teeth is such a simple thing, why are there so many opinions? It is really hard to understand the thought process of children.

"Stop, why don't you like brushing your teeth?" Feng Ci tried to reason with him. "You eat so many snacks every day. If you don't take good care of your teeth, you'll get cavities and cry in pain later."

Berry put her little hand on the door handle and just as she opened it, she saw a big yellow dog lying at the gate. With its tail standing high and its smiling face, it was obvious that the dog had just come back from fooling around.

Meiguo's cheeks puffed out, full of dissatisfaction and confusion about the unfair treatment: "Laifu didn't brush his teeth either."

"?"

Feng Ci: "Why would Lai Fu, a dog, brush his teeth?"

Berry was even more confident: "Dogs don't brush their teeth, so why should I?"

…

After that, Laifu was forced to open his mouth and brush his teeth every night: oo

I didn't offend anyone TVT

The Plastic brother and sister stayed in the farmyard for two and a half days, and took the high-speed train back to City A on Sunday afternoon. During their stay in the farmyard, Meiguo called her great-grandma on her left and great-grandpa on her right, and acted sweetly and obediently, making the two elders blush and almost detain them despite Feng Ci's objection.

Grandpa Feng waved his hand and gave Meiguo a set of expensive study treasures that he had collected for many years. It can be seen how high his hopes were for Meiguo. After thinking about it, he added a golden abacus.

Now that the big one is ruined, the small one needs to be strengthened. We can't be idle like the grandfather and grandson.

On the afternoon of the day we left, Grandma Feng packed up the goose family and gave them to Meiguo. The goose meat was slaughtered that day and was very fresh. It tasted good whether it was used in soup, braised, or steamed.

The geese raised by farmers are very strong, weighing twelve or thirteen pounds each. Feng Ci and his family returned home tiredly, carrying the heavy geese. Meiguo likes to eat goose meat, so Feng Ci kept the tenderer geese and gave the harder-to-eat geese to Zhang Mai and a few others, keeping the remaining geese for later consumption.

When Zhang Mai heard that Feng Ci was going to give away geese, he took the bus and came over without stopping, ringing the doorbell.

"Brother Feng, open the door. It's me, Zhang Mai."

Click.

The door opened a crack, and five short, fat fingers rested on the door frame. A small, chubby little girl looked up with her face raised: "Brother Xiao Zhang, I, Meiguo, please come in."

Berry standing on the small stool looks like an old receptionist, with all his expressions and movements being standard.

"Hey, Xiao Guozi, are you the only one home?" Zhang Mai walked in and looked around. "Where did Brother Feng go? Why did he leave you alone?"

Meiguo: "Brother Feng went to the toilet to feed the food. He is a bit busy now."

Zhang Mai laughed: "Oh, so that's how it is. It's quite busy."

Meiguo slid behind the bar, climbed onto her special children's chair, and waved, "Brother Xiao Zhang, what would you like to drink?"

"Don't bother. I'm thirsty, so I can just pour myself some water." Zhang Mai sat down on the sofa without a care in the world and asked her playfully, "Xiao Guozi, Brother Feng and I are going out to play tonight. Do you want to come?"

Berry's ears twitched, and she stopped pouring the water. She raised her hands high and said, "I'm going, I'm going."

She asked expectantly, "Where are we going to play?"

"Bar." Zhang Mai put his arms behind his head and said mysteriously, "A good place to eat, drink and have fun."

Berry jumped off the stool: "Then let's go now."

"Where are you going? Sit down."

Feng Ci came out with a cold face, grabbed the child who had been sold and was helping to count the money, and glared at Zhang Mai unhappily: "Don't teach a three-year-old child bad things."

"I'm not three, I'm three and a half," Berry retorted, kicking her short legs.

Being caught on the spot by the child's parents, Zhang Mai shrank his head guiltily: "No, no, it's all a misunderstanding. Xiao Guozi and I were just joking."

Feng Ci retracted his gaze, bent down, and scolded Mei Guo: "And you, what's wrong with you? You run off with someone else just because someone said that."

I just came back from City C and want to sneak out to play again. It seems that the kids have played too much these two days.

"I'm not running away. I'm waiting for you." Meiguo changed the subject without any instruction. "Brother Feng, do you want to eat something delicious?"

"I don't want to."

Zhang Mai raised his hand: "Brother Feng, let's go get skewers. It's my treat. You see, Aunt Luo won't be back for work until tomorrow. You two can't go hungry tonight."

The second half of the sentence became the key to Feng Ci's hesitation. Zhang Mai then advised: "Instant noodles are so unnutritious. Don't eat Xiao Guozi anymore and make him thinner."

Feng Ci's eyes changed, and he immediately decided to go out to eat. After all, it was better than instant noodles without seasoning.

"Wait me a moment."

Berry hung up her small handbag, lowered her head and took out a lip balm and a small mirror with Princess Elsa printed on it. She held the mirror in one hand, bit open the small cap of the lipstick with her teeth, and rubbed it around with her pouting mouth.

The little mouth with lipstick on it looked moist. Because it had a slight color-changing function, after a few seconds the child's mouth turned red, as if it had two sausages hanging on it.

Meiguo pursed her lips twice, raised her head and cupped her little face, and asked, "Brother Feng, am I pretty?"

“…”

Grandpa in subway looking at his phone.jpg.

Feng Ci: "Where did you get this?"

"Sister Broad Bean gave it to me." The lipstick was still her favorite strawberry flavor. Berry laughed proudly, "I am now a strawberry-flavored little witch."

"Do you really have to put this on before going out? Or why not just leave it on?" Feng Ci suggested tactfully, "You're cuter and prettier without it."

Brother Feng was praising her.

This is not normal.

Meiguo put the lip balm back into her small bag, frowned, and said seriously:

"I'm sorry, Brother Feng, Sister Candou said that only girls can apply this, so I can't lend it to you."

Zhang Mai narrowed his eyes into slits, and he didn't dare to laugh out loud because of Feng Ci's tyranny.

The child continued:

"But it doesn't matter, you can wipe it off when you become a girl."

Zhang Mai turned his back: "Hahahahahahaha!"

Feng Ci: “…” No, he gave the wrong signal to make the kid think that he was interested in that greasy lipstick. He is not a pervert!

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Feng Ci said that his Emma electric car could not accommodate three people. Zhang Mai believed it and opened the taxi app to place an order. When he looked up again, Feng Ci took out a baby chair from somewhere and placed it in front of the car seat.

Zhang Mai looked at the empty seat behind the car, which was more than enough for him to sit.

Zhang Mai, realizing he'd been tricked by Feng Ci, choked up his voice with grievance: "Brother Feng, I trusted you so much, have you forgotten the happy times when I was sitting in the back seat of your car while you raced towards your destination? Huh? You're actually abandoning me now!"

Feng Ci couldn't stand his clingy, little manly manner, so he started the electric scooter steadily: "See you later, I'll wait for you to pay."

Heartbroken Zhang Mai: QAQ

Berry, feeling the cool breeze, looked up at the smoky gray sky. Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide to drink the wind, shaking his head to show off:

"Brother Feng, I swallowed all the wind, and when I let it out in the summer, I won't feel hot anymore!"

Feng Ci: "I don't know if it's hot, but bird poop should feel quite warm when it falls into your mouth."

Meiguo was confused for a moment, then kept her mouth shut. When they were almost at the barbecue restaurant, Meiguo shook Fengci's clothes:

"Brother Feng, why don't you have a four-wheeled vehicle?"

Of course it was because he had no money and no driver’s license.

Feng Ci: "That's because a four-wheeled car needs a fixed parking space, and I don't have one."

"Oh." Berry pinched the clothes in front of her belly thoughtfully, "So you are poorer than the bird. You are a poor profiteer who only has gems."

The electric scooter braked.

Feng Ci opened his eyes wide, lowered his head and made eye contact with the fat kid who was so angry that he could kill people.

Berry was confused and pointed at the power lines overhead: "Look, the Bird Parking Lot."

Yeah, that’s true.

The child's innocent and honest words made Feng Ci unable to think of how to refute for a moment. He took Meiguo down from the baby chair and took her hand as he walked into the store.

Snorted softly, "You are the poor king's sister, not much better than me."

Zhang Mai, who was riding four wheels, arrived at the store earlier than his brother and sister who were riding their electric scooters. Two bottles of beer were already on the table. He picked up the basket on the table and gave it to Feng Ci.

"Brother Feng, I ordered two small cold dishes. You and Xiao Guozi can pick out the grilled skewers."

Feng Ci handed the small basket to Meiguo: "Take whatever you want to eat. You can take it from the refrigerator."

Berry, who received the task of ordering food, obediently carried the basket and went there.

Zhang Mai was a little envious: "How sweet! I wish Xiao Guozi was my sister."

His voice wasn't loud, but Feng Ci still heard it clearly. He patted the man on the shoulder and gave a serious conclusion: "Don't be envious. Your sister can't be this cute."

Zhang Mai, who was stabbed in the chest: ...

Feeling a slight vibration on his leg, Feng Ci casually took out his cell phone. The caller was Feng Chen.

Feng Ci hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked outside the store: "Dad."

"Xiao, Xiao Ci, where is she?"

It wasn't Feng Chen. The female voice on the phone was hoarse, and her tone was awkward and stiff, as if she hadn't spoken for a long time.

Feng Ci was stunned. This voice was——

The boy's knuckles turned pale as he gripped the phone. He didn't dare to confirm and whispered, "Mom?"

"You... you can speak now? Are you well?"

After Xiao Kugua unfortunately died, her mother Qiao Tong suffered from depression because she could not bear the pain of losing her daughter. As the symptoms worsened, she developed severe aphasia.

Later, at Feng Chen's request, Qiao Tong gave up everything and went abroad for medical treatment and recuperation. Since then, Feng Ci has never seen Qiao Tong again. He did not dare to call Qiao Tong, fearing that his mother would think of his sister again because of him.

After hearing Qiao Tong's voice again after more than three years, Feng Ci's eyes turned red, his hands hanging at his sides clenched into fists, and the soreness in his throat almost made him unable to speak.

Qiao Tong was like a child who had just learned to speak. Each word she pronounced was extremely difficult and slow, and her slightly rapid breathing showed her anxious mood.

"I want to see her."

Feng Ci took a deep breath, softened his voice and asked, "Mom, who do you want to see?"

"younger sister."

Feng Ci's heart suddenly turned cold, and the gloom between his brows was so thick that it could not be dispelled. His mother wanted to see Xiao Kugua who was long gone, and his mother's condition had become serious again.

Qiao Tong repeated it again, and Feng Ci closed his lips tightly, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, he vaguely heard his father's voice, and the next second the person who answered the phone was Feng Chen.

"Xiao Ci, your grandma just sent me a photo of that child. Your mother was very excited when she saw it. She thought it was your sister who had returned."

Feng Chen explained concisely: "Your mother and I are on our way to the airport. We expect to arrive in China tomorrow night. Please get ready."

Feng Ci was stunned by the sudden news of his parents returning to China.

He pinched his palms to calm down and focus on the key points: "What photo?"

Feng Chen: "I sent it to you, take a look yourself."

As soon as the WeChat notification sounded, Feng Ci clicked it immediately, and his fingertips suddenly paused. The background was in the bathroom of his grandparents' house. Berry was playing in the water with his back to the camera, revealing a small flower mark that he had never seen before.

No, it should be a birthmark, the same birthmark on little bitter melon.

Feng Ci's expression was blank for a while, then he suddenly turned around and stared through the glass door at the fat child who was busy collecting honey.

Are there really such coincidences in the world?