It was already the second day when Qingqing woke up.
She closed her eyes in confusion, looking up at the white ceiling above her head, and her nose was filled with the familiar smell of disinfectant.
She blinked, and blinked again.
Five heads appeared in her field of vision, one, two, three, four, and five. The distance was too close, and Qingqing didn't see who these five people were, but was a little scared.
Seeing her terrified expression, Gu Lan immediately frowned, waved his hand, and drove away the other four men like a fly.
"Go away, go away, go away, what are you all doing here, scaring our Qingqing."
"Mom is ours."
Fu Sixen was dissatisfied with being driven away, and muttered softly.
But after being glared at by Gu Lan, he immediately shrank his neck, smiled awkwardly, and stretched out his hand to make a zipper gesture at his lips.
I shut up, I shut up.
"Brother." As the head moved away, Qingqing immediately recognized who was in front of her.
She immediately opened her little mouth and giggled.
That innocent smile without any haze, as if it had never been covered by any shadow of fear, just as happy and brilliant as before.
There was something wrong directly, Fu Heng tentatively reached out and gently held Qingqing's little hand that was not on the drip, and was immediately held back by Qingqing.
But it was just the kind of loose grip that was trustworthy at ordinary times, not the tense pull of a frightened child seeking help.
"Qingqing, do you remember what happened yesterday?"
As soon as this sentence came out, almost everyone noticed something was wrong, and everyone looked at Qingqing nervously, waiting for her answer.
"Yesterday?" Qingqing looked around with a guilty look, looking at the sky and the ground but not daring to look at Fu Heng.
But under his firm gaze, she still whispered the truth hesitantly: "Qingqing... Qingqing had a fight with someone."
The parents were called in, and then she fell asleep while listening to Fu Heng's scolding on the way home.
Is she... going to be spanked?
Subconsciously shrinking back, Qingqing carefully hid herself in the quilt.
As long as Qingqing's little butt is hidden deep enough, uncle can't hit me!
Instead of the expected blame, everyone who heard this sentence changed their expressions at the same time. The brothers Fu Sizhen and Fu Sixhen even turned around and rushed out to call a doctor.
When a white coat hurried over and caught Qingqing for a checkup, the serious look on his face relaxed a little. "Doctor, how is the child?" There was a lingering anxiety
between Fu Heng's cold eyebrows . When she woke up, she lost her memory of three days. Does this mean that Qingqing's age is still degenerating? He also wanted to be optimistic, but the things that happened to Qingqing recently made it difficult for him to be optimistic. He was very scared that his wife would be like those who have Alzheimer's disease. She would degenerate a little bit every day, gradually lose her former self, become an ignorant baby, and finally disappear completely. This torture is the greatest harm to the people closest to her. Fortunately, the doctor's next diagnosis saved his despair. "It's okay, it's just that the child's brain activated the stress mechanism itself and deleted the memory that made her feel painful." It was just simple selective amnesia, not another aging degeneration. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly sent the doctor away with many thanks, and then gathered around Qingqing to ask about her health. Qingqing's face was still a little pale, and her frail body looked a little too big for the smallest hospital gown. Her little hand that was receiving an IV drip was swollen, which made Fu Heng and the others feel distressed. But this little girl who had just suffered was still comforting them with a sensible look on her face, wanting them not to worry too much. Qingqing only thought that she was sent to the hospital because she was injured in a fight with her classmates, although she didn't feel any pain anywhere on her body. But maybe it was an internal injury? Like in the TV dramas, a person can punch someone far away from the air and send them flying. Maybe Chen Qi and the others are from some martial arts world, and they are very skilled in martial arts, but they just don't show it in order to pretend to be ordinary people. "Hahahaha..." When Fu Sishen heard this wild idea from Qingqing, he couldn't help laughing and fell on the edge of the hospital bed. He was really impressed by the imagination of the child. How could he imagine such a ridiculous thing and still believe it. Aren't they afraid that it will become a black history when they grow up? If it weren't for the fact that his mother might come back one day in the future, Fu Sishen really wanted to take a mobile phone to record it for Qingqing on the spot. He could use this black history to make fun of Qingqing for a whole year! "Hmph!" Although no black history was revealed, Qingqing could tell that Fu Sishen was laughing at her, and she immediately blew out a breath of air from her nostrils, turned her head and ignored him. In the end, Fu Sishen realized something was wrong, and finally coaxed Qingqing with an apologetic smile and promised her various toys and snacks. Qingqing was not injured this time, so she only stayed in the hospital for two days before being taken home. Of course, since she has been discharged from the hospital, she must recover quickly before going to school. However, for the sake of the child's safety, after discussion, Gu Lan, Qingqing's legal guardian, came forward and communicated with the kindergarten, allowing Qingqing to bring two bodyguards to school. But the bodyguards can only guard outside the classroom door and cannot interfere with the children's classes inside. The security force of this kind of aristocratic kindergarten is also very strong. After all, every child in it is very delicate and can't be easily hurt. Now there are two more professional bodyguards. It can be said that, at least on the surface, Qingqing is already protected like an iron barrel. In addition to these, she is also tied to a top-notch children's phone watch on her wrist. At critical moments, this watch can alarm with one click, notify parents with one click, and provide real-time positioning to all users with bound mobile phones. A children's watch has five relative binding quotas, just one for each of Fu Heng and his friends.
It's just that the quotas for binding are also ranked, which is used to assess how closely related the person is to the owner of the watch.
As a result, these five naive men actually fought for such a small ranking.
As the younger generation, the Fu brothers were naturally the first to be kicked out.
The remaining three were simply a fight between gods.
Gu Lan, needless to say, is Qingqing's younger brother, and no one is closer to Qingqing than him in terms of blood relationship.
Fu Heng is Qingqing's legal husband, and his identity is more established.
Although Bai Qiyu has neither blood relationship nor formal identity, he is the one who knows Qingqing best among the three, and has participated in Qingqing's entire teenage years.
In addition, Gu Lan also spoke for Bai Qiyu, causing Fu Heng to be a little overwhelmed.
But he was not someone who would give up so easily.
"Since we can't decide, why not just let Qingqing choose for herself."
In the end, the three people who couldn't decide could only agree to this proposal, but when they came to Qingqing together, the question they asked was...
"Among the three of us, who does Qingqing like the most? And who does she dislike the most?" Gu Lan stared at Qingqing expectantly.
Fu Sijian, who passed by unintentionally, said: "..."
Is it that necessary? Asking a three-year-old child such a life-threatening question.
Qingqing had just finished drawing the drawing homework assigned by the teacher and was curled up on the sofa watching cartoons.
Just when she was happy, her view was blocked by three tall men. She tilted her head angrily and stretched her neck to watch the TV that was blocked.
The little hand was still impatient to drive them away.
"Go away, go away, Qingqing wants to
watch the Tyrannosaurus Rex!"
The three of them turned their heads and saw the mighty Tyrannosaurus Rex hunting.
It suddenly opened its mouth and let out a very intimidating roar, scaring its hunting target away in an instant... ran away...
The three of them, handsome, successful, steady and wise men, were actually not as good as a paper dragon?
The three people who were hit hard left sadly, leaving Qingqing alone to continue watching TV happily in the living room.
By the way, when no one was paying attention, he secretly took out the snacks he had hidden from the sofa and ate them!
The Fu brothers didn't know how the three adults solved the problem. Anyway, in the end, the order of the contacts on Qingqing's watch was: Fu Heng, Gu Lan, Bai Qiyu, Fu Sijian, and Fu Sixhen.
Finally, there was a fixed police phone number, which could not be deleted or moved.
Seeing this, Fu Sixhen was actually a little relieved that he was not the most vulnerable.
In a blink of an eye, it has been nearly a month since Qingqing went to kindergarten.
This period of time was relatively calm, and the expected danger did not appear.
But whether it was Fu Heng or Gu Lan, they knew in their hearts that the enemy was only lurking temporarily, and the real danger had not yet been resolved.
As National Day approaches, the kindergarten is going to hold a performance.
The teacher said in class that she would select a few children to rehearse the performance.
Qingqing was so happy that she quickly pulled Hanhan and raised her hand.
In fact, all the children in the class raised their hands when they heard this, and looked straight at the teacher with big, shining eyes, hoping to be selected.
"Those whose names I called, please stand here, Gu Qingqing, Liu Han, Zhang Siyu, Mou Liang..."
The performance arranged by the teacher for the small class only required six people, but there were twenty children in the class.
The children who were not selected were destined to be disappointed, while the children who were selected were as happy as if they had won a prize, and some of them were so happy that they danced with joy.
Dancing with joy specifically refers to Qingqing.
Qingqing usually looks very well-behaved and quiet, but in fact she has a strong desire to show off. She likes to hear others praise her and works very hard for this.
She is the best student in the class.
Recently, Qingqing has seen that other children in the older class have learned one or two talents, so she has also been thinking about it. She wants to ask her uncle to enroll her in an interest class to learn something.
However, this idea will have to be discussed later. Now the most important thing for them is to rehearse the performance program.
The children in the younger class are only three years old, and the oldest has just turned four years old.
It is almost impossible to ask them to perform a program that is too difficult.
So the teacher simply choreographed a cute and simple little dance.
In the end, even if the children can't learn it, the teacher will help lead the dance offstage, and the little guys just need to follow the dance.
"Come on, kids, follow the teacher and dance together. Three circles to the left, three circles to the right, twist your neck..."
Qingqing followed the teacher with great enthusiasm, and Hanhan followed her and twisted her body randomly, like a severely stuck and stiff machine. She hadn't exercised her hands and feet properly before, and the other kids also danced sparsely and not to everyone's satisfaction.
Fortunately, the teacher had been mentally prepared. As long as the children performing on the stage were cute enough, it would be fine.
Whether the children participated in the performance or not, they could invite their families to watch on the day of the performance.
However, if there are children participating in the performance, the parents can be arranged in seats closer to the front, so that they can watch their children.
It can also be regarded as a small reward for the children who worked hard to perform.
"Qingqing will perform on the stage tomorrow, right?"
Fu Sishen suddenly asked while the family was having dinner.
"Eh..." Qingqing still had porridge in her mouth. She looked up and wanted to speak when she heard the voice, but Fu Heng stuffed another spoonful of seafood porridge mixed with shrimp into her mouth: "Swallow it before you talk."
She immediately chewed hard, and her cheeks were as round and cute as a little squirrel.
She wanted to free her mouth as soon as possible, but as soon as she finished a mouthful, Fu Heng skillfully fed her the next mouthful.
She couldn't speak until the whole bowl of porridge went into Qingqing's stomach.
"Qingqing is going to perform on stage. The teacher said that we can invite our family members to watch it together. Everyone should come!"
She also took out a few invitation tickets distributed by the teacher from her small bag and handed them to Fu Heng and the others one by one, and gave the remaining two to Fu Sijian.
"This belongs to my brother and Uncle Bo, Amy, please don't lose it."
"Okay." Fu Sijian took the invitation with a smile.
He didn't tell Qingqing that even if she didn't give it to Bai Qiyu, she could still go with him as the parents of Nian Gao.
This is a token of the child's love, and it can't be rejected.
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