Gu Lan had a complicated expression, and Fu Sixhen couldn't quite understand it, but he could feel that his uncle seemed to be touched by something.
But he didn't intend to delve into it.
These were the grudges of their previous generation, and it was not his turn as a youngster to take care of them.
The most urgent thing now was to appease his rumbling stomach.
"I'll get you something to eat, uncle?" He walked towards the kitchen.
"What can you cook?"
Gu Lan expressed deep doubts about Fu Sixhen's cooking skills.
"I remember there were a few self-heating pots at home, and there were bread and fruit in the refrigerator. We can just make something and eat it."
As expected, one cannot have high expectations for an older child like Fu Sixhen.
"Don't eat fast food all the time. It's not nutritious."
Gu Lan sighed, stood up, and threw the blanket that had slipped off his body onto Qingqing, who was sleeping soundly with her belly wide open. He stretched out his long legs and walked directly past Fu Sishen into the kitchen.
He opened the refrigerator and found all the fresh ingredients.
Gu Lan carefully selected two tomatoes and a handful of water spinach, and also chose a piece of pork belly with fat and lean meat, which was about the amount for three people.
Seeing that his uncle was preparing to cook, Fu Sishen immediately gave up the kitchen happily, and like a Husky waiting to be fed, he lay at the door of the kitchen eagerly, "monitoring" his uncle's cooking progress.
Gu Lan rolled up his sleeves, revealing a small section of his well-proportioned white arms, and cooked the rice with neat movements, looking quite skilled.
First, steam the rice, wash the pork belly, add two slices of ginger, and stew it in a pressure cooker until it is cooked, ready to be taken out and made into braised pork later.
While the meat was stewing, Gu Lan also made a dish of stir-fried water spinach with garlic and tomato and egg soup.
Unlike the salty tomato and egg soup that is common outside, the Gu family is used to drinking sweet tomato and egg soup.
It tastes sour and sweet, almost like drinking sugar water.
Gu Qingqing has cooked for them neither too often nor too little over the years. At least the two brothers of the Fu family are only used to sweet tomato and egg soup under her care. They are not used to salty food and always feel weird about it.
Therefore, Fu Sishen accepts the taste of Gu Lan's food well and even misses it a little.
The food cooked by his uncle tastes very similar to that cooked by his mother. He seems to have not eaten the food cooked by his mother for a long time.
He glanced outside unconsciously and saw Qingqing's chubby legs kicking the blanket off her body. Her
belly bulged up and down with her breathing, like a little frog.
Fu Sishen suddenly shuddered and felt that he might have lost his mind because he missed his mother just now.
Maybe if I shake my head now, I can still hear the sound of the sea.
Attracted by the aroma of food, Qingqing's little nose twitched slightly, and she was awakened by the smell.
"Hmm..." She sat up with a messy head of hair, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and called in a baby voice: "Aunt Ding, Qingqing is awake."
"Aunt Ding went back to her hometown to retire a long time ago, how can she be here to help you wake up."
A pair of big hands with distinct joints reached out and picked up Qingqing, followed by a warm wet towel covering her face and rubbing it again.
Qingqing's few sleepiness was rubbed awake.
Fu Sishen's mouth twitched.
Uncle, after all, she is still a three-year-old white and tender dumpling, can't you be gentler?
"Eat, eat."
Qingqing, who was not aware of being treated roughly, cooperated quite well, tilted her head up to wipe her face, and then urged to eat.
Her small hands like white rice balls grabbed Gu Lan's shoulders, and her upper body was leaning towards the dining table with greed.
This posture was very dangerous, and she would fall down if she was not careful. Gu Lan was so scared that he quickly hugged her tightly.
"You want to kill yourself, don't you?!"
The voice was a little angry and bad: "If you don't listen, don't go to the amusement park this afternoon!"
"Amusement park!"
Hearing these three key words, Qingqing was stunned, and then she remembered their travel plan for today, and then...
"Wow" she burst into tears.
"Qingqing fell asleep, and can't go to the amusement park, wuwuwu..."
Her little nose was red from crying, so pitiful, but it made Gu Lan a little amused.
"It was obviously me who fell asleep, and who told you that you can only go to the amusement park in the morning? You can go in the afternoon as well, little fool." He
tapped Qingqing's nose with a hint of pampering. As soon as he finished the action, not only Gu Lan, but also Qingqing was stunned.
Since Qingqing was born, she has rarely been so close to adults.
The nanny is just a nanny, who will take good care of Qingqing, but she has her own children, and the two of them are just a principal-client relationship, so they will not be too intimate with Qingqing.
Mom and Dad are busy making money and work outside all day long. It is good for them to see Qingqing three times a week, and more often they may not see her for more than half a month.
Even Qingqing almost forgot what her parents looked like. If the nanny hadn't been showing her photos of her parents, she...
seemed to have not seen her parents for a long time, not even a photo.
Scratching her head, Qingqing pulled Gu Lan's collar and asked softly: "Brother, do you have photos of mom and dad? Qingqing... Qingqing, don't you remember mom and dad?"
"How could I have them?"
Upon hearing the name of his parents, Gu Lan's face turned cold for a second, and his tone unconsciously carried a bit of sarcasm: "Those two guys who can't do anything except making money, why do you still care about them?"
"..." Qingqing pouted and wanted to refute, but the facts were just as Gu Lan said, and the three-year-old child had a limited vocabulary and couldn't express himself clearly, so he didn't know how to say it, and finally he was sulking with himself.
The baby is angry, and it's hard to comfort him!
"Would you like to eat? I made your favorite tomato and egg soup, braised pork, and water spinach."
"Eat!" Qingqing answered loudly, her eyes sparkling.
Her brother is so nice, he can even cook, all of which are Qingqing's favorites.
Fu Sishen, who was eating, "..."
Suddenly, the meat in the bowl didn't smell good.
So, weren't all these made for him?
However, his eyes swept over Gu Lan, who was clumsily trying to figure out how to put a bib on Qingqing, and Fu Sishen lowered his head to eat his meal, pretending that nothing had happened.
It seems that the relationship between his uncle and his mother is not that bad after all.
"This has to be turned over."
Qingqing was in a hurry to eat, and seeing that Gu Lan couldn't figure out anything for most of the day, she simply waved her finger herself.
For convenience, Fu Heng bought disposable bibs for Qingqing, which could be thrown away after use and did not need to be washed.
This kind of bib, when taken apart, is just a piece of paper with a strange shape and a material similar to oil paper.
To turn it into a bib, you need to turn over the small pocket at the bottom to form a bib, then wrap the two straps around the child's neck and use the double-sided tape to stick it on.
After finally putting the bib on Qingqing, Gu Lan was sweating from exhaustion.
He was no longer prepared to feed her, so he just took a bowl and put all kinds of dishes in it, then stuffed a spoon into Qingqing's hand and let her eat by herself.
Qingqing can eat by herself, but her fingers are short and fat, so she can't hold the spoon steadily. She can only wrap the handle of the spoon with her whole palm, so she eats very clumsily. She
often eats so much that there are rice grains everywhere on the table, even on the ground. After
eating and drinking, the scene is no longer messy enough to be described as messy, it is simply a mess.
But the two adults didn't take it seriously, and at most they could just ask someone to clean it up.
"Clean it
up."
Gu Lan picked up Qingqing, motioned Fu Sishen to clean up the mess, and then took the child to wash up.
Since he promised to go to the amusement park, he would not break his promise.
Soon, Qingqing, who had cleaned up, was wearing a beautiful little skirt and happily running out the door with her little schoolbag on her back.
"Hurry up, hurry up, let's go!"
"Wait, put on your shoes first, do you want to go out barefoot?"
Gu Lan followed slowly behind, and Qingqing was so anxious that she was like a little bee, circling around his feet.
"Brother, hurry up!"
She was so anxious.
"Feet." He squatted down, picked up Qingqing's little sandals, and motioned her to lift her feet.
Qingqing stretched out her legs and let Gu Lan put on her shoes.
Neither of them thought anything was wrong, but Fu Sishen, who was watching the scene, was so frightened that his eyes almost popped out.
Was the man who gently squatted down to put shoes on his mother really his uncle who was always angry with everyone and had no friends?
It must be fake.
Maybe when he unzipped his back, someone else would come out?
Typical of watching too much TV.
After getting ready, it was time to leave.
Qingqing took Gu Lan's hand and strode out the door. Before she left, she suddenly seemed to remember something, stopped, turned her head and looked at Fu Sishen who was still motionless: "Son, hurry up."
She thought Fu Sishen would follow.
The little bastard was still thinking about him.
Suddenly, he felt a sense of relief that his children had grown up and cared about him, but Fu Sishen still refused: "I still have things to do, you guys go." What
a joke, he was finally about to be liberated, how could he let this opportunity go?
As soon as the others left, he immediately packed his bags and ran away, and would not go home unless he spent ten days or half a month outside!
Besides, when he was a child, his mother had already taken him to the amusement park dozens of times, and he was tired of it.
A sudden silence enveloped Fu Sishen's whole body.
Unfortunately, Qingqing had already followed Gu Lan and did not notice that he was in a bad mood.
The little guy was leaning on the car window at this time, excitedly watching the scenery outside that was rapidly receding, looking forward to the amusement park arriving soon.
"Amusement park, I love the amusement park, Qingqing's amusement park..."
She even happily composed an amusement park song. Although the song was a little tune-deaf, it did not affect Qingqing's high spirits.
Even Gu Lan, who was driving the car, was infected by her and could not help but smile a little.
"Are you so happy?"
"Yeah, it's Qingqing's first time to go to the amusement park." Qingqing raised her hand
and made a '1' gesture, emphasizing it.
"Haven't you been there before?"
"How can I go if I have never been out?" Qingqing pouted. She couldn't fly and couldn't go to the amusement park by herself.
Gu Lan sneered unconsciously because he had never been out before.
Ha, those parents were even more incompetent than he thought.
"Has my brother been there?" she asked.
"I have been there...once." Gu Lan's voice was a little low.
He suddenly remembered that the only time he had been to an amusement park in his life was when Gu Qingqing took him there when he graduated from elementary school.
Although the two of them ended up quarreling halfway through the game and went home in anger, they were actually...
still quite happy.
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