The buses of this era are so wobbly when they drive, and they are more comfortable than a cradle.
As a child less than one year old, Qin Anan only looked at the scenery for five minutes before being successfully rocked to sleep.
When she woke up again, she was already lying on her eldest brother's bed.
Qin Che sat at the head of the bed, with a small table on his legs that his mother had specially asked a carpenter in the village to make for him, and was immersed in writing.
As soon as Qin Anan opened her eyes, she saw his handsome jawbone. When he was thinking about the plot, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a faint shadow under his eyes.
"Wow! Every time I see Big Brother's face, I'm struck by it!" Qin Anan sighed sincerely.
Qin Che suddenly turned around and looked at her: "An An, are you awake?"
Qin Anan was stunned. She clearly didn't say anything or move. How did her brother know that she was awake?
[Could it be that Big Brother and I have telepathy? Hehehe!]
Qin Che looked at her with a smile: Little fool, that’s because you are special!
Qin Anan didn't think too much and got up happily.
I originally wanted to be a mascot quietly and accompany Qin Che to write manuscripts.
But after sitting up straight, he suddenly found that the originally empty room now seemed extremely narrow, and was filled with brand new items.
“This…this…is…” what?
Qin Anan's face turned red with shock. She had been in this house for a long time and had never seen so many new things!
She pointed at the clothes, shoes, bags, and toys that filled the room, and wondered where Qin Che had gotten them. The more excited she became, the more she stuttered.
[Alas! When will I be able to use my new mouth proficiently?!]
Qin Che put down his pen and looked at her anxious little expression. His mood unconsciously became better, and the distress he had just felt was immediately forgotten.
"Mom brought it back and said Dad bought it with his money."
He gently dressed the little girl in a cotton coat, an apple hat, and then tiger-head shoes. He pinched her armpits with his big hands and carefully placed the little person on the ground.
Qin Anan was very curious about what gifts her father would buy for them. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she couldn't wait to run towards the pile of things.
[Ahhh, what a cute doll, it must be bought for me.]
[Parker pen? This belongs to Big Brother.]
[This is brand-name sportswear. Judging by the size, it belongs to my second brother, right?]
This outfit should belong to San Ge. Oh, and there are several pairs of sneakers too!
"Let me see, what gift did Big Sister give me? Wow, it's a cosmetics set!"
[Where's Mom? What does Mom have... a gold necklace?]
[Dried fish? Even snails and big oranges have gifts?! How thoughtful!]
[Fireworks, firecrackers, spring couplets... these are all the things we need for the New Year! I bought them all.]
Qin Anan was like a cute little hamster, rummaging through the pile of gifts and muttering to herself.
Qin Che listened to her inner thoughts and knew that these gifts were bought by her mother.
How could his father, who was so crude, possibly know what they needed and liked?
According to his habit, he would probably give each person a set of green military uniforms, and maybe even a high-powered telescope, and then take them to the mountains for training.
Thinking of his childhood, Qin Che was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
There is no doubt that Dad loves them, but his love is undoubtedly unique.
It's like... chocolate covered in poop.
Haha, he heard this sentence from An An's heart, and felt that it was particularly appropriate to describe Qin Zheng's fatherly love.
Qin Che took out the notebook where he had accumulated his inspiration and wrote down one thing - some fatherly love is like a mountain, which is high and the road is long, and it plans far-reachingly for its children; some fatherly love is like the sea, which is tolerant and helps its children to set sail; and there is another kind of fatherly love in this world, which is like chocolate wrapped in poop, which makes people yearn for it but stop at nothing.
After admiring the gifts, Qin Anan happily went to find her parents.
However, there is only mother at home, no father.
Feng Jingrou picked her up and coaxed her softly, "An An, Daddy has something to do and can't come back today."
Qin Anan's big eyes were full of doubts.
In the melodramatic family dramas she had recently watched, those cheating men always seemed to find excuses not to go home to meet their mistresses, and then, feeling guilty, they would buy gifts to compensate their original wives.
Qin Anan: “…”
[Oh my god, what was I thinking? Dad is not a scumbag! ]
[Those melodramatic scenes are so misleading! ]
She held her head with her two little hands and shook it, trying to shake those melodramatic scenes out of her mind.
Qin Li reminded her worriedly: "An An, don't shake your head so hard! If your brain breaks, it will become like mine and your brain won't work well."
Qin Ling had three black lines on his forehead. He reached out and pressed on the top of Qin Anan's head to hold her little head in place.
Although he didn't know what kind of melodramatic plot was in his little sister's mind, he thought it was better for it to remain in her mind.
Qin Zheng is a scumbag!
Not only Qin Zheng, most men in this world are scumbags!
My little sister must keep her eyes open and learn to identify scumbags from a young age, so that when she grows up she won’t be cheated by scumbags like her mother was.
But then again, it doesn't matter if I can't identify a scumbag. With him around, no scumbag will be allowed to come within a meter of me!
The family had dinner quietly, and Feng Jingrou began to distribute gifts.
In the end, two piles of gifts still had no owners.
A bunch of them belong to Qin Ting. Qin Ting is not at home, so the gifts are placed in her room.
The other pile belongs to Qin Ling.
At night, after Qin Anan fell asleep, Feng Jingrou went upstairs alone to Qin Ling's room.
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