Chapter 15
Hearing the voice, Jiaojiao turned around in his father's arms. When he saw Fang Xingqiao, he blinked, raised his little hand and waved, and mumbled two words from his mouth with a pacifier in it: "Okay."
What a beautiful child!
This was the first thought that came to Xi Fang's mind when he saw the child in front of him holding the bottle and looking at him curiously and ignorantly.
His fluffy black hair was scattered on his full forehead, and under his long black eyelashes were a pair of pure dark eyes. He looked like he had just cried, and there was a hint of light red around his eyes, which was particularly obvious on his fair skin.
Looking carefully at Jiaojiao Xi Fang, he suddenly felt an extremely oppressive gaze. He looked up and met Yin Zheng's unfriendly gaze.
soldier!
Almost the moment his eyes met Xi Fang's, Yin Zheng subconsciously came to this conclusion.
This is a familiarity rooted in the soul, and Yin Zheng doesn't understand where it comes from.
He hid Jiaojiao in his arms aside, his eyes lingering on Xi Hang's seemingly lazy but straight back, and then on his posture and position.
It is a posture that can mobilize the explosive power of the whole body at any time and an excellent attacking position.
Thinking of this, Yin Zheng shifted his gaze to the young boy next to Xi Fang.
Are you here for him?
He didn't think it was a coincidence that they met three times in just one day. Even if the first two times were coincidences, this time... it should be aimed at them, and the reason lies with this young boy.
Jiaojiao, who was hidden in her father's arms, did not look back, but instead sipped the bottle vigorously, trying to suppress the burning sensation in her mouth that had not yet subsided.
Listening to the sound of Jiaojiao sucking on his pacifier, Yin Zheng scooped some egg custard from the table without looking back and fed it accurately into his mouth.
Yin Zheng just checked online and found that eating some egg custard might help to reduce the spicy sensation in the child's mouth.
While feeding him, he also moved Jiaojiao to the left. This was a seemingly abrupt and ordinary action, but it made Xi Fang's excellent standing position lose any advantage.
The aroma of food in the box blew in the wind and filled Xi Fang's face. He still had a smile on his face, listening to the sound of the child inside swallowing the egg custard in one gulp. However, his inner vigilance had reached its peak. This was a very dangerous man, more dangerous than anyone he had met before.
The ferocity and strong sense of attack from within gave people facing him the illusion that their skin was being cut.
Just as the two were confronting each other silently, Fang Xingqiao, who was standing next to Xi Fang, moved. He walked forward, around Yin Zheng, and came to Jiaojiao, who was in his arms.
Fang Xingqiao stared at the child in front of him for a long time, and then his gaze fixed on Jiaojiao's red eyes. After about a minute, he suddenly raised his hand with awkward movements and touched the corners of Jiaojiao's eyes.
Yin Zheng raised his hand to stop him, and glanced sideways at Xi Fang who was still standing at the door: "Keep an eye on your people."
"Don't be so cold, he's just a child." Xi Fang concealed his inner surprise and excitement, walked over, pulled out a chair, sat down at the table, and said with a smile, "Something happened to him when he was four years old, which caused psychological problems. For many years, he has been unresponsive to external stimuli. His family has been very worried about this matter."
"Just a while ago, he suddenly responded to the outside world. In our excitement, we couldn't help but want to see if this was a coincidence. But he still didn't respond to us, so we wondered if he only responded to specific people, so we checked the people he had met before. We feel very presumptuous about this, and hope you don't mind." Facing Yin Zheng's cold and motionless gaze, Xi Fang suddenly remembered a sentence he had seen when he was slacking off on the Internet.
When you meet someone with children, it is more useful to praise his children than to praise him.
So he looked at Jiaojiao in Yin Zheng's arms and said sincerely, "Your child is so beautiful. Just looking at him makes people cherish him."
Unlike his previous compliments that were forced against his conscience, this time he praised it from the bottom of his heart, in accordance with his conscience.
This child is really beautiful, and he feels good about it just by looking at him.
As soon as Xi Fang said this, Yin Zheng indeed reacted.
However, that reaction was not what Xi Fang wanted. He watched helplessly as the vigilance in Yin Zheng's eyes rose two levels. He pulled the child in his arms closer to him and at the same time moved sideways to block his sight.
“…………”
The Internet is poisonous and harmful!
Xi Fang sighed.
While Yin Zheng was on guard against Xi Fang, he also did not forget to feed Jiaojiao.
Fang Xingqiao, standing nearby, stared intently at Jiaojiao, who was chowing down on her food, his muddy thoughts struggling to process. Just as Yin Zheng's gaze fell on Xi Fang, picking up a piece of food with chopsticks and offering it to Jiaojiao in his arms, he stepped forward and gulped down the chopsticks.
Jiaojiao, who was waiting to be fed with her mouth wide open, suddenly widened her eyes: "..."
Xi Fang, who was sitting across from Yin Zheng and muttering something in an attempt to lower his guard, happened to see this scene: "..."
Yin Zheng, who realized something was wrong and turned around, pulled the chopsticks out of Fang Xingqiao's mouth, replaced them with a new pair of chopsticks, and looked at Xi Fang who was sitting diagonally opposite him.
Is this what you mean by no response to external stimuli?
Xi Fang was silent, not knowing whether to be happy or embarrassed.
Logically speaking, Fang Xingqiao should be happy for the commander because he took the initiative to react, but the problem was that his reaction was to snatch food from someone else's child, a child who looked only two years old.
Thinking of this, Xi Fang felt a little uncomfortable. Fang Xingqiao had very strong mental strength when he was a child, and his body had a high tolerance to alien flesh.
If it weren't for what happened eight years ago, how many girls would have brought him breakfast at his age in the middle school affiliated with the military academy?
The family background of Fang Ji and his two families was enough for him to walk around in front of most people in the central city.
With his arrogant or proud personality, he shouldn't be so stupid as to snatch food from a child.
Jiaojiao's cheeks puffed up with anger after his father's food was snatched away. He stood up from his father's arms angrily, propped up the table, stood on tiptoe, and handed a spoon to Fang Xingqiao: "Eat it yourself, don't take Jiaojiao's."
Fang Xingqiao took the spoon stiffly, turned his head to look at the dishes on the table, then looked at Jiaojiao, tilted his head and thought hard for a while, then slowly scooped a spoonful of egg custard from the table, then turned around and stuffed it into Jiaojiao's mouth that was wide open waiting to be fed.
Jiaojiao was suddenly stuffed with a big mouthful of egg custard. While chewing the egg custard in her mouth with great effort, she looked blankly at the food on Yin Zheng's chopsticks. She couldn't understand why there was still food on her father's chopsticks when she already had food in her mouth.
Yin Zheng had already put the dish to Jiaojiao's mouth, but when he saw that his mouth was suddenly covered with egg custard, he fell into strange silence.
He glanced warningly at Xi Fang, who was smiling with a hint of surprise across from him, before lifting the pink bib on Jiaojiao's chest to wipe the egg custard off the corner of his mouth.
Xi Fang, having been warned, stood up from his seat and rushed forward to stop Fang Xingqiao, who was about to continue feeding him with a spoonful of egg custard. He said with a smile, "Little ancestor, you'll easily get beaten if you do this."
Fang Xingqiao didn't respond to his words, but just stared blankly at the egg custard in his hand.
With Xi Fang holding Fang Xingqiao back, Yin Zheng and Jiaojiao were finally able to finish their meal smoothly.
After finishing the meal and paying the bill, Yin Zheng picked up Jiaojiao and left.
Xi Fang didn't step forward to stop them. His instinct told him that this man was not to be trifled with. Now that the source had been identified and there was hope, there was no need to rush into anything else. Instead, the more stable the better.
When they came out of the hotel, the sky was almost dark blue, with two or three stars shining in the night sky. Jiaojiao lay in her father's arms and waved to Fang Xingqiao who had not followed them out of the hotel.
Fang Xingqiao didn't react much, but Xi Fang waved with a smile.
From the square next to it came the sounds of children chasing each other and the cheers of teenagers showing off on flying boards in the low air. Spring water gushed out from the fountain in the center. An old man selling balloons sat on a small bamboo stool with a bunch of balloons tied to it.
The old man who didn't sell any balloons stood up and picked up a stool to sell them in another place, but he tripped over the uneven ground and fell. The balloons in his hand immediately flew freely into the sky along with the bamboo stool.
The old man hurriedly got up, calling out loudly: "Balloon, my balloon!"
"Oh!" Jiaojiao, who was held in her father's arms, looked up at the balloon carrying the stool flying into the sky and exclaimed slightly.
Yin Zheng glanced at Jiaojiao, then at the limping old man.
After taking a half step back to gather strength, he suddenly ran forward holding Jiaojiao. After a few running starts, he suddenly jumped up. His overly tall body did not affect his jumping ability. Instead, it gave people a strong sense of oppression when he jumped into the air.
Yin Zheng jumped into the air and stretched out his long arms, grabbing the stool that was about to fly away, and pulled the balloon down with it as he fell from the air.
After returning the balloon to the old man who was trembling with gratitude, Yin Zheng refused the money he wanted to give him. Instead, he picked out a cute rabbit balloon from the balloons and handed it to Jiaojiao, who was in his arms with bright eyes, clapping her hands and saying that her father was great.
I didn't buy any toys today due to an unexpected event, so I'll give you the balloons as compensation first, and I'll buy the rest tomorrow.
"No." Jiaojiao, who refused something offered by her father for the first time, put her hands behind her back and shook her head, saying, "Jiaojiao won't fly."
Obviously, it was because he had just seen the balloon carrying the small bamboo stool flying into the sky, and he was afraid that he would be carried away as well.
"You can't fly away." Luo Andeli, who suddenly appeared, took the balloon from Yin Zheng's hand and tied it to the bottle on Jiaojiao's back: "This balloon is not even as big as you, how can it possibly carry you away?"
Luo Andeli paused suddenly while saying this. He looked at the balloon, then looked at Jiaojiao who was looking at the balloon with curiosity, and suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.
Not far away, Fang Xingqiao was still standing at the door of the hotel with a staring look in his eyes. He looked at Jiaojiao who was curiously looking at the balloon behind her in the distance. As if he had just reacted, he slowly and stiffly raised his hand and waved.
Xi Fang recorded his actions and sent it to the commander. He glanced at the man who had disappeared, then took Fang Xingqiao's hand and left.
After returning to his residence, Yin Zheng gave Jiaojiao a bath.
As early as a week ago, Yin Zheng tried to give Jiaojiao a bath. Although the process was a bit nerve-wracking, the scene he was most worried about did not happen in the end.
Jiaojiao, who was washed fair and tender, rolled around on the bed in her off-white pajamas. Against the backdrop of the dark blue mattress, she looked even more like a round glutinous rice dumpling.
"Daddy, come up quickly." Jiaojiao successfully rolled to the pillow and slapped the pillow with his little hands, urging Yin Zheng to come up and sleep with him.
Yin Zheng dried his hair and lay down on the bed without treating the wounds on his body that had turned white from being soaked by water.
As soon as he lay down on the bed, Jiaojiao, who had been waiting for a long time, automatically rolled into his arms, her big dark eyes curved with a smile.
Yin Zheng lowered his eyes and looked at him, raised his hand and patted his back gently, and only closed his eyes after he fell asleep.
The next morning, Luo Andeli pulled two huge balloons with a diameter of three meters and shouted a few times to Yin Zheng inside through the wall. After getting permission, he jumped over the wall and jumped in.
Meeting Yin Zheng's unfriendly gaze, Luo Andeli spread his hands. There was nothing he could do. The balloon was too big and couldn't fit through the door.
Jiaojiao in the yard looked up at the huge balloon in Luo Andeli's hand, then looked at the small balloon on the bottle behind her. She ran to the living room and couldn't wait to tell her father about her discovery: "It's huge."
Luo Andeli reached out and hooked the bottle behind him, and easily pulled him back as he rushed forward.
"Don't run yet, there's something fun to do." As he said that, he tied the balloon in his hand to Jiaojiao's bottle.
As soon as the balloon was tied and released, Jiaojiao was lifted off the ground by the buoyancy of the balloon.
Jiaojiao was stunned for two seconds. After she reacted, she frantically moved her limbs and shouted towards the living room in a raised voice, "Daddy, Jiaojiao flew away."
"Puchi." Luo Andeli couldn't help laughing as he watched Jiaojiao flying in the air like a little turtle.
The buoyancy of the balloon was not enough and could only carry Jiaojiao to a height of about one meter from the ground. This was what Luo Andeli had calculated early on.
He squatted down and grabbed Jiaojiao's feet, pulling him from the air to the ground, and then let go after Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief.
The panicked little voice immediately burst out again: "Flying again!"
Luo Andeli grabbed his feet again and pulled him down from the air, then let go.
After a few times, Jiaojiao, who was no longer afraid, looked at Luo Andeli with a puffed face and said angrily: "Bad."
Luo Andeli squeezed his little hand and took him for a walk around the yard: "Isn't this fun? Look, now you can hold your dad's hand when you go out without having to pull up your trouser legs."
Jiaojiao, floating in the air, glanced at Luo Andeli's hand, then looked in the direction of the living room. Then, he let go of Luo Andeli's hand and moved towards the living room with his limbs.
Luo Andeli, whose hand was released, smiled and pinched the corner of Jiaojiao's clothes from behind.
Looking at Jiaojiao who was paddling her limbs like a little turtle but couldn't move a step, he controlled the terminal to take a photo of the two of them.
Yin Zheng, who came out of the living room, was stunned at first when he saw Jiaojiao floating in the air. Then, when he saw Luo Andeli taking pictures, he was inexplicably moved.
"Dad, he is bad." Seeing her father, Jiaojiao pointed at Luo Andeli.
Yin Zheng walked forward, took Jiaojiao's little hand, and operated the rice-sized camera that flew out of the terminal to take a picture of the two of them, then put Jiaojiao down to eat breakfast.
After breakfast, Jiaojiao couldn't wait to run to the balloon and asked his father to tie it to the bottle behind him. He wanted to go shopping holding his father's hand so that he wouldn't have to worry about his father getting lost.
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