Chapter 81 81 “Ah, I am so light, I am a light treasure…

The weather gradually turns cooler in early November, and this neither too hot nor too cold weather is perfect for traveling.

On Saturday morning, the Meiguo family drove to Linshi to climb a mountain. This mountain has the longest glass plank road and the steepest and winding mountain road in the country. Visitors can choose to climb the mountain on their own or take the elevator or cable car.

The place is packed with people on weekends, most of whom are young people who come to check in on the glass plank road.

Looking around, there are many children in the crowd who come to check in with their parents.

Meiguo is very talented and brave. Other children avoided the glass walkway and were either held in their parents' arms or refused to go across with sad faces. But she walked across with her small square steps.

This height is nothing for the little witch who rides a magic broom every day when going out in the magical world.

"Brother, come here."

"Brother, don't walk with your eyes closed, or you'll fall."

Feng Ci sternly squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "I'm afraid of heights."

As soon as I open my eyes, I can't help but look down. Fortunately, I can take the cable car after walking along the glass plank road.

Berry looked up in confusion, "What's acrophobia?"

“I’m just afraid of being in high places.”

Meiguo looked at the tall and thin Feng Ci and said, "Brother, are you afraid every day?"

Feng Ci pretended to be weak and teased her, "Yes, so you have to be nice to me. Don't get angry at me. Give me more massages and feet."

Berry said decisively, "No, I'm afraid of my feet."

The child seemed afraid that Feng Ci would not give up. She pinched her nose, fanned it with her little hand, and said, "Your feet stink."

"Nonsense, I don't stink."

What a heartless girl. He used to wash her feet every day, but now she is disgusted by him when he asked her to massage her feet. Tsk, such harsh words hurt my feelings.

Holding Meiguo's soft little hand, Feng Ci was not actually that scared.

Although she is a quirky child who occasionally gives people a little fright, she can make people around her feel safe and relaxed.

After walking along the glass plank road and climbing a short distance, you can take the cable car. This mountain is notoriously steep. Meiguo was already out of breath halfway up the climb and was hanging on Feng Ci's back, unwilling to come down.

Her short legs dangled in Feng Ci's arms, and she kept muttering, "I'm so tired, so tired."

Feng Ci: "Why are you so tired on my back? I'm carrying dozens of kilograms of weight and I haven't complained about being tired. How dare you do that?"

Meiguo groaned softly, her eyes curved into crescents, and she shook her head proudly and said, "I only weigh a few dozen pounds. I'm so light. I'm a light baby."

"..." Feng Ci paused and weighed the little fat ball on his back. Forget it, the big fat girl is cute and easy to raise.

Feng Chen, crawling very fast on his long legs, looked back at Feng Ci, the disdain in his tone almost overflowing the screen:

"How heavy can your sister be? Don't blame your sister if you don't have the physical strength. Tsk tsk, young people can't compare to a middle-aged man like me in terms of physical strength."

Seal: "..."

The filial son Feng Ci shook the little fat ball on his back, "Guoguo, Daddy said he wants to carry you to the top of the mountain."

Berry, who was busy making a scissors sign for the photo, suddenly brightened up and said, "Really?"

"Really." Feng Ci walked to the edge of the platform and squatted down, "Let's go."

Meiguo jumped off her brother's back and opened her arms towards Feng Chen: "Come with me!"

Qiao Tong walked behind and laughed happily.

With the addition of his precious daughter, Feng Chen clearly felt the pressure. The old father was panting as he carried the child on his back, while the filial son Feng Ci walked briskly, occasionally looking back hypocritically and saying:

"Dad, are you okay?"

"Dad, Guoguo isn't that heavy, right?"

"Dad, you can definitely carry Guoguo to the top of the mountain, right?"

Feng Chen gritted his teeth: ...bastard.

The old father was already exhausted, but he still asked this question, what can people do?

The childish father and son competed with each other. The higher they climbed, the higher the pressure became. Feng Chen was breathing heavily, and the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat.

I have an old bone, so I must not sprain my waist. Qiao Tong stepped forward and touched Meiguo's little hand:

"Guoguo, come down and ride the cable car with Mom, okay? You can see a lot of different scenery, and then Mom will take a lot of beautiful photos of you."

Berry: "Okay!"

The child slipped down his old father's back. Feng Chen couldn't help but press his aching waist. The big filial son didn't let him go. He stood on the steps above and said:

"Dad, you're not doing well either."

This one sentence made Feng Chen so angry that his liver hurt. He had never realized that his eldest son was so mean.

He shouted unwillingly: "When your father was your age, it only took me two hours to climb this mountain. You are far behind me!"

"Two hours?" Feng Ci nodded. "Then I certainly can't compare, because it only takes me an hour and a half to reach the top."

Feng Chen: “…Okay.”

He turned on the timer on his phone and said with a half-smile: "I'll see if you can make it."

The father and son competed in climbing the mountain. Feng Ci didn't forget to ask the chubby child who was eating melons: "Guoguo, do you want to come with us?"

Meiguo glanced at the mountaintop far away from her, waved her hands decisively, and threw herself into Qiao Tong's arms: "Bye, Dad and brother, I want to take a ride with Mom."

"No loyalty."

Both mother and daughter came to see the scenery and didn't want to tire themselves out.

Qiao Tong took Meiguo on the cable car. The mother and daughter came out of the car and reached the top of the mountain first.

By the time the father and son came up, the mother and daughter had finished their meal. Berry was holding an ice cream cone in one hand and milk tea in the other.

She looked between her father and brother and handed the cone to Feng Chen: "Dad, please have some cone soup."

Feng Chen was deeply moved. Comparing him with Feng Ci, his remaining rationality and a trace of fatherly love made him retract his foot that wanted to kick his son down the mountain.

Feng Ci wiped the sweat from his forehead and spread his hands towards Meiguo: "I don't have it?"

Berry had a troubled look on her face, and reluctantly offered her Crème Brûlée Crispy Milk Puff.

"I'll give you a sip, just a small sip."

Feng Ci wanted to laugh at her nervous look. Dark water came out of his stomach. He held the straw in his mouth and wanted to take a big sip, but who knew that the devil would be even more powerful than him.

A small hand suddenly reached out and tightly grasped the straw.

“…”

Feng Ci stared blankly.

No, he didn't even suck up a piece of pudding.

"Alright, that's one bite. Don't be greedy."

When Meiguo said this while holding the straw, his face was serious and businesslike. Feng Ci seemed to see the dormitory aunt who was checking the rooms.

If it's just a small bite, it's just a small bite, no negotiation on more.

This anti-theft posture is unique.

Feng Ci swallowed the milk tea and gritted his teeth angrily, his two big hands mercilessly rubbing Xiao Zhou's fat face.

*

After climbing the mountain, the family went to visit Grandpa Feng and Grandma Feng. The old couple hadn't seen their grandchildren for half a year. The old man caught two big geese long ago and cooked them in an iron pot himself.

Last week, Qiao Tong canceled her date with Feng Chen because she had to go visit her best friend. This week, she and her husband took a few extra days off to visit their parents. They left their two children with their parents early on Sunday morning and went out.

As the saying goes, "The first time is new, the second time is familiar." Meiguo is already very familiar with her grandparents' house. As soon as she arrived here, she started to play crazily with the siblings Maodou and Broad Bean.

Feng Ci was not so leisurely. Because his calligraphy declined, he was detained in the study by the angry old man to receive the baptism of love, and then was sent by the old man to the chicken coop and goose pen to shovel shit and feed.

After a hard day's work, Meiguo was lying comfortably on the sofa watching TV, with Grandma Feng peeling grapes for her next to her.

Feng Ci's forehead veins were throbbing, and he walked into the house with a wooden face and snatched the food from the tiger's mouth.

Meiguo stared blankly at the grape disappearing from her palm, then glanced at her brother who looked like Bajie eating the ginseng fruit, and patted the back of his hand like an old cadre.

The child showed a caring look: "Eat slowly, there's still plenty in the kitchen."

...Instead of making the child angry, I ended up choking myself.

Feng Ci ate two more grapes angrily and went upstairs to take a shower.

The next day, Maodou and Candou both had to go to kindergarten. Without their playmates, Meiguo had to stay at home obediently. She watched TV all morning and watched some videos when she got tired.

The brother and sister were both huddled on the sofa playing with their phones. Meiguo saw a video of a newlywed couple getting married. The child couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful bride in her wedding dress, and he almost wanted to bury his head into the screen.

Feng Ci noticed she didn't move for a long time out of the corner of his eye, so he glanced at her sideways and asked casually, "Is this video so good?"

Meiguo nodded vigorously: "Brother, I want to get married~"

"...You can't, you're not allowed to get married!" Feng Ci's expression changed drastically, his thick eyebrows knitted tightly together, "Guoguo, you are not allowed to have such a terrible idea."

Meiguo didn't understand why Fengci reacted so strongly. She tilted her head in confusion: "Why?"

"Except for me and my dad, all men are bad."

"Then I will marry Feng Tuzi."

"...No, that would mess up the generations. You are her mother."

Meiguo slapped her head and laughed awkwardly: "Oh, I forgot. Then I will marry Laifu."

Feng Ci pinched his brows and said, "No, it's a dog. No one in my family will agree to this marriage."

Neither this nor that works, Berry is getting a little impatient.

"Do you have to marry someone?"

"Actually, it's okay if you don't get married. No one says you have to." Feng Ci suddenly had an idea. "You want to wear a beautiful wedding dress, right? You can wear it even if you don't get married. I'll buy you the most beautiful wedding dress later."

Three and a half year old Berry was already fascinated by her brother's big pancake.

At noon when her parents were not at home, the little witch, who was fussy about sleeping, lay on her brother's chest and dozed off. The white noise of the turning pages and the vibration of Feng Ci's chest while he was telling the story were particularly hypnotic.

The solid little bear slept on Feng Ci for an hour, and when he woke up, he stretched comfortably.

The comfortable little look made people envious and jealous. Feng Ci bent his fingers and flicked the chubby berry-pink flesh.

"Did you sleep well?"

Meiguo rubbed his eyes and yawned lazily: "Bujidao, I fell asleep and didn't smell it."

Feng Ci chuckled and pushed her: "Get off quickly if you fall asleep. Do you want to hang on me forever?"

"Okay, okay." Berry rubbed her brother's elastic and firm pectoral muscles twice before climbing down contentedly.

As soon as the child sat down, his little head continued the bedtime conversation: "Brother, are mom and dad married?"

"Of course it's over."

Meiguo frowned and her face turned pale quickly: "Then why didn't Mom and Dad invite me to their wedding?"

Feng Ci was stuck for a moment, then calmly said, "My parents didn't invite me either."

"This is ridiculous." Berry said angrily, "Brother, have Mom and Dad forgotten about us?"

Feng Ci had no choice but to seriously explain why he didn't invite them.

The little witch seemed really angry, and kept muttering about her sadness and disappointment, and finally changed the subject:

"If I had a tablet in front of me right now, I would be the happiest little witch in the world."

“…” Feng Ci gave a thumbs up. The little witch’s tricks were getting more and more complicated.

But he still didn't unlock the tablet for Berry, so when one plan failed, the kid came up with another.

It is better to rely on yourself than on others. Berry held the tablet and studied it by himself. He fiddled with it for a long time and kept entering the password.

Feng Ci's eyelids twitched: "What are you doing?"

"I'm working."

"If your tablet is locked, it will take a hundred years to unlock, and you will be unemployed for a hundred years."

Feng Ci gloated over the misfortune, not even trying to hide the smile on his face: "We'll have to wait a hundred years before Master Mei can resume work."

What a vicious hundred years! Berry, with her pupils shaking, stopped immediately and grabbed Feng Ci's clothes and said coquettishly, "Brother, help me open it."

"No, your TV quota for today is up." Feng Ci smiled and touched the child's head, "It's time to study."

Berry fell to the ground and rolled around. "Ahhh, why are you doing this? I'm just a cute kid with a lot of cute things!"

Never forget to praise yourself.

Feng Ci couldn't help laughing. He squatted down and poked her arm. "Didn't you say before that you wanted to research a potion to eliminate the smoke man? Have you got any idea?"

The rolling child stopped and said, "Yes!"

"Brother, do you want to drink?"

Feng Ci wanted to say no, he had no smoking addiction and had not smoked for a long time, but when the words came to his lips, he nodded for some unknown reason.

"I'll try some."