Although Lu Fan calls Xiao Dan every day to reassure him that nothing happened and that the children are safe, Zhang Tong is still worried every day.
Finally, seeing my daughter return safely, I could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Mom, this is our friend, Nannan."
The chubby little girl sucked her fingers, her big eyes blinking, which melted Zhang Tong's heart. She took the little girl and held her in her arms to play with her.
"What an adorable little girl, she's not shy at all."
"Mom, she's not shy, but she has one problem: she only likes good-looking people."
"She likes her mother because she's pretty, but she might not like her father because his beard isn't shaved properly."
Xiao Dan was immediately criticized by his beloved daughter upon entering the room, and he expressed his dissatisfaction.
Back in the day, he was a recognized handsome young man, and it was precisely because of his outstanding face that he won over his wife.
I touched my chin; it was indeed a bit prickly.
In order not to lose to his wife, he first went inside and tidied himself up.
"Little girl, come here, let Grandpa give you a hug."
Just as she was comfortably enjoying the soft hand massaging the back of her neck, a mature and still charming handsome face suddenly appeared. Nannan's eyes lit up immediately, and she stopped enjoying it, letting out a "ah" and opening her little hands to grab it.
He grabbed a finger and yanked it, glistening tears dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Zhang Tong smiled and shook his head, then placed the child in his wife's arms.
Just as my daughter said, it's amazing that she can read faces at such a young age.
"It's been so many years since I've held a baby. You'd better hold her carefully. Her skin is so delicate, and your hands are covered in calluses. Be careful."
"Hey, I'm being careful." Xiao Dan chuckled and tossed the little girl up in the air.
The little girl was so soft and tiny; he hadn't experienced the joy of holding a baby in a long time.
Like all old men, he loved having many children and grandchildren around him and a lively family.
My grandchildren aren't around, and even if they were, they'd be too big to carry now. I don't have any grandchildren yet; it'll be ages before they're around.
"Your name is Xiao Nannan, how cute."
The playful little guy was tossed around until his eyes crinkled into crescents, and he grinned to reveal his newly sprouted baby teeth.
Ding Youliang, who was next door, couldn't bear to see his old friend looking so eager for a child, and couldn't help but tease him: "Old Xiao, you're laughing so heartily, anyone who doesn't know better would think that you've had a daughter in your old age."
One sentence made both of them blush.
Zhang Tong blushed as she went into the kitchen to help, while Xie Lin and Han Shuyun were making fruit tea according to the method given by Yue's family.
Xiao Dan rolled her eyes, picked up the child and brought her close to Ding Youliang by the wall, tilting her so that she could see Ding Youliang's face.
"Little girl, this is your Grandpa Ding. Do you want him to give you a hug?"
Ding Youliang has a typical square face, resolute and sturdy. He likes to keep a half-inch stubble on his chin. At first glance, if you don't look at his clean clothes, he looks like a slovenly old man.
The little girl looked over with her big, round eyes, but turned away in disgust after just one glance. She clung to Xiao Dan's clothes with her little hands, her whole back seemingly screaming: "No, I don't want him to hug me."
This action pleased the childish child, who said, "Haha, Lao Ding, you don't usually bother to take care of your face. Look, even the little girl dislikes it, tsk tsk."
Just then, Yao Lixiang came out of the kitchen, and he called out in a loud voice, "Comrade Yao, thank you for your hard work."
Yao Lixiang thought he was saying that cooking was hard work, but he replied, "It's not hard work, I need to eat too."
Xiao Dan laughed heartily without any hesitation, gave his old friend a knowing look, and then carried the child back to the courtyard to sit down.
Ding Youliang: ......
He wanted to yell, but then a few kids ran into the Xiao family's house. It turned out that Xiao Shi and Chou Chou had gone to call their friends.
"Queen, you're back." Li Zixing immediately noticed the extra chubby girl.
"Wow, who is this little girl? She's so chubby!"
Her little face was round, and her little paws were chubby and white, like plump white steamed buns.
“She is my friend, her name is Nannan, and her mother works in a state-run restaurant in the city.”
"You should get to know each other too. She'll be your friend from now on. She's the youngest sister."
"Oh, okay." Li Zixing solemnly stretched out his little hand and squeezed Nannan's chubby little hand. "Hello, my name is Li Zixing, you can call me Brother Xing."
The introduction was quite formal.
Ding Youliang stopped criticizing his old partner and instead leaned over the wall with great interest, watching the little kids' innocent and childlike antics.
"Hello, my name is Liu Ya, also known as Daya."
"Hello, little sister, my name is Shen Qin."
"Hello, little sister, my name is Shen Zhao."
The little girl was mature beyond her years, opening and closing her little hands to form four small hands. Although her skin was a bit dark, she was still quite pretty.
"Oh dear." (We're friends now.)
Xiao Dan was amused by her mature demeanor; the five-month-old baby was already so clever. He finally understood why she could be friends with his own daughter.
So they're birds of a feather flock together! One's vain, the other loves beauty.
"Officer Ding, we made fruit tea at home. It's a new thing. I learned how to make it in G City. There are too many people and not enough bowls at home. Bring your and Aunt Yao's teacups over so we can serve you some."
Xie Lin brought out two bowls, each more than half full, the aroma of fruit mixed with sweetness, making one's mouth water.
One bowl was for Xiao Dan, and the other for the smiling Tao Lao.
Fruit tea?
When Ding Youliang heard that it was a novelty, he didn't stand on ceremony and went back to his room to get a tea mug.
"Just a little bit is fine, your aunt and I will drink together."
Xie Lin filled a teacup to the brim for him.
He couldn't wait to take a sip. It was sweet and delicious, somewhat like canned fruit, but not quite. It wasn't as sweet as canned fruit, but canned fruit wasn't as fresh either.
Between the two, he preferred the fruit tea in front of him.
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