"Qingqing, can you sleep with grandma tonight?"
After drinking the fish soup, Mrs. Fu smiled and held Qingqing's hand.
The little guy had a milky scent on him, sweet but not cloying, and smelled very comfortable, like a ball of soft cotton candy.
It must be very comfortable to hold him to sleep at night.
Qingqing didn't answer, and looked at Fu Heng hesitantly.
She wanted to sleep with her uncle, but she couldn't bear to refuse the old man. What if grandma was sad?
Children are simple-minded, and they show everything on their faces, and adults can see through them at a glance.
Mrs. Fu sighed inwardly that her daughter-in-law had a good relationship with her son even though she was younger, so she couldn't be a bad person. She immediately said, "Grandma suddenly remembered that she likes to move around when she sleeps. Qingqing should sleep with Ah Heng. Don't let her suppress you." This was obviously self-deprecating,
just to give Qingqing a way out.
Qingqing couldn't hear it, and really thought that it was because Grandma was restless when she slept that it was not good to take her to sleep.
She was a little excited inside, and she was about to smile, but she had to suppress her happiness, fearing that grandma would be unhappy: "Qingqing will sleep with uncle, grandma, don't worry." She
patted her chest and looked like she had received an important mission, which made Fu Chengtie laugh.
"This clever little ghost." So cute.
Fu Chengtie suddenly felt a little regretful. She gave birth to a bad boy and didn't give birth to a cute little cotton jacket. But then he thought that it was too hard for women to give birth, so he decided to forget it.
***
Bai Qiyu was very efficient. He called Fu Heng the next morning.
"We found the person. He lives in... We can go there anytime."
Hearing the fatigue in the voice from the other side, Fu Heng frowned: "You didn't sleep last night?"
Bai Qiyu hummed: "I stayed up late to catch up."
At this point, Bai Qiyu couldn't help but sigh, and sighed: "Now I finally realize that I am old. When I was carrying out tasks before, I was energetic even if I didn't sleep for three days and three nights, but now I feel exhausted after just one night." "
...Remember to put more wolfberries in the thermos."
This is not a mockery, but a sincere suggestion.
After all, everyone has been through the same journey, even if it is a love rival, it is not good to add insult to injury at this time.
Bai Qiyu was silent for a while, his slow brain was a little stuck, and when he finally realized what Fu Heng meant by this sentence, he said: "Get lost."
"Beep beep beep..." The phone was hung up.
"Uncle?" Qingqing was awakened by the sound of Fu Heng's phone call. The little girl rolled up the quilt like a caterpillar, squirming in the quilt for a few times, and then stopped moving again.
Fu Heng chuckled, pulled back her quilt, revealing her little face.
Sure enough, she fell asleep again.
But today is not a good time to sleep.
Wash Qingqing's face, brush her teeth, change clothes, comb her hair... After a whole set of procedures, no matter how sleepy a person is, he will wake up.
But being awake does not mean that you have really escaped from the dream.
Until Qingqing, wearing a boy's overalls, a white T-shirt, and a baseball cap on her head, was placed on the newly bought child seat, she was still a little confused and didn't know what day it was.
"Hey, where did this handsome boy come from?"
Mrs. Fu, who came downstairs, saw Qingqing's appearance today and couldn't help but teasing her with a smile.
The clothes she wore today were also Fu Heng's clothes when he was a child, standard men's clothes.
In fact, there are small skirts in the closet, but as long as he thought that these skirts might have been worn by him in the past, Fu Heng...
closed the closet door with a dark face.
Sure enough, the child's biggest black history is not himself, but a pair of unscrupulous parents.
"Does Qingqing look good?"
Qingqing wore boys' clothes for the first time and felt very fresh.
"Looks good, our Qingqing is so handsome."
Old Madam Fu was very supportive, and she flattered Qingqing so much that her face turned red and she was so happy.
To be honest, there was no exaggeration.
Qingqing was already good-looking, and with the androgynous nature of children, she looked like a delicate and handsome little boy after dressing up like this. She would definitely charm a lot of weird aunties and little girls when she went out. When
Fu Heng took Qingqing out like this, the rate of people turning their heads back was absolutely 200%.
When the two got off the car, Bai Qiyu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Qingqing, and then he smiled: "Qingqing is dressed so handsomely today."
"Hehe, thank you Uncle Bai for the compliment."
Qingqing has been complimented many times, but she is still very happy every time she hears it.
"Where is the person?" Fu Heng waited for Bai Qiyu and Qingqing to finish talking before getting straight to the point.
"In the building in front."
Most of the houses here are self-built, and the floor plan is not as regular as that of the community, but the staggered buildings also carry a bit of the weight of the years. Walking in it is like traveling through time, with a different kind of ancient rhyme.
The sender that Bai Qiyu investigated lives in one of these three-story houses.
The white painted iron door of the house was tightly closed. It was unknown whether the owner was at home. With the idea of giving it a try, Bai Qiyu rang the doorbell.
Fu Heng and others could hear the doorbell from a distance.
But after ringing the doorbell for more than ten times, no one answered. Fu Heng and others finally had to admit that they came at the wrong time and arrived when the owner was not at home. Maybe
the owner was actually there, but he was determined to play the turtle and not show up.
In broad daylight, Fu Heng and his friends could not force their way into the house, so they could only go back first and make plans slowly.
Anyway, the monk can escape but the temple cannot. They didn't believe that anyone could escape from inside under their watch.
"Who are you?" A little boy's voice came from behind the crowd: "Why are you blocking my door?"
Fu Heng and Bai Qiyu turned their heads sharply upon hearing the voice, and the little boy took two steps back in fright.
Looking up at the two tall adults in front of him, the little boy was a little timid, but his manly dignity would not allow him to give in. He mustered up his courage and continued to ask, "You...what do you want?"
The last words he spoke were still a little lower, with a big smile.
"Little brother." Qingqing had a good memory, and she recognized the identity of the little boy in front of her.
He was Han Weilan's younger brother, the youngest son of the mean-looking old grandmother.
"Hello..." Little Han could argue with adults, but when facing children younger than himself, he would subconsciously become very gentle.
This gentleness was not directly reflected on his face or in his words, but in his actual actions.
Fu Heng saw it clearly with a cold eye. After Qingqing appeared, the little boy in front of him immediately put away the spikes all over his body, and his behavior became well-behaved and polite.
He should know Qingqing.
But Fu Heng couldn't remember when he had seen him.
"You haven't told me why you are blocking my door?" Han Xiaodi, who is gentle to Qingqing, is not very nice to others.
"Is this your home?" Fu Heng had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Yes." Han Xiaodi admitted without hesitation.
He walked past the crowd and said directly: "Open the door."
"Okay, welcome home."
The smart door lock recognized Han Xiaodi's voice and immediately opened the door automatically.
The little Korean boy with a small schoolbag on his back walked halfway and suddenly stopped and asked, "Aren't you guys coming in?"
Fu Heng didn't know him, but he knew that this man knew his sister who had a bad temper, so he invited him.
Because he thought the other party was not a bad person.
"Are your elders at home?"
Bai Qiyu didn't have the complicated thoughts of Fu Heng, and he just followed the pace of the child with his long legs.
"No, my sister went to park the car and will come over later."
There are very few parking spaces in self-built houses. People who live here usually park their cars in front of the door or on the roadside downstairs.
However, since the city began to build a civilized city, this kind of irregular parking has been strictly controlled. Anyone who dares to park "randomly" will immediately receive a fine of 200 yuan each time, with a clear price.
Over time, the residents who have been trained to have traffic awareness no longer dare to park "randomly".
The people in their neighborhood all park their cars in a large parking lot nearby, and only need to pay more than 100 yuan in parking fees every month, which easily solves the problem of parking difficulties.
The only trouble is that after parking the car, you have to walk home by yourself.
It's still during the holiday, and Han Xiaodi went to attend an interest class. Today, Han Weilan went to pick him up.
For convenience, Han Weilan dropped her brother off near her home and then drove to park the car herself.
The neighbors all know each other well, and they will help look after each other's children when they see each other. In addition, there is a police station next to their house, so it is very safe.
When Han Weilan parked the car and returned home, she was stunned by the lively scene in front of her as soon as she opened the door.
One, two, three, four, there were four people sitting in her living room, and she knew all four of them.
"Why are you all in my house?" Han Weilan looked puzzled.
"We have something, I wonder if we can talk to you alone, Miss Han?" Although they are all good friends of Gu Qingqing, Bai Qiyu and Han Weilan are not familiar with each other.
In addition to the different social circles of the two, they also have no intention of getting to know each other.
But they still know each other's existence.
This was probably their first official meeting. They only had a quick glance at each other at the farmhouse before,
so Han Weilan was really unfamiliar with Bai Qiyu.
She had no idea why these people came to see her.
But since the other party wanted to chat...
Han Weilan flirtatiously lifted her long hair and turned to go out. When she reached the door, she looked back and smiled: "Come with me."
Home is not a good place to chat.
Bai Qiyu and others who thought Han Weilan was up to something were taken to a small noodle restaurant nearby by her and were a little confused.
"Boss lady, the usual rules, a bowl of beef noodles with meatballs, noodles, halved eggs and vegetables." Han Weilan didn't care what others thought. As soon as she entered the store, she ordered the dishes quickly.
She was so busy with work that she had no time to eat. She was hungry all day yesterday, and she didn't eat anything this morning either. Her mother rushed her out to pick up her brother from school. If she didn't eat something, she would probably die on the spot.
If she really fainted, she didn't know if these people would have a change of heart and call an ambulance for her.
"Okay!" The noodle shop owner quickly served Han Weilan a large bowl of beef noodles. When the bowl of noodles, which was as big as a small basin, was served, the richness of the ingredients inside was simply amazing.
It seemed that Han Weilan was a regular customer of this store, and the owner added a lot of ingredients.
After taking a look at the noodles, Han Weilan was stunned: "Boss lady, did you give me the wrong order? There are too many beef offal."
"Yes, beef offal is for you. Look how thin you are. You are almost as thin as a bamboo pole. Girls should have a limit to their pursuit of beauty. Don't always go on a "random" diet to lose weight. It will ruin your body. Eat more and replenish your body."
The boss lady of the noodle shop chattered a lot, but it sounded sincere and friendly to people.
Han Weilan was a little moved, and she responded softly while picking at the noodles: "Yeah."
"Hey, young man, what do you want to eat? We have porridge, noodles and rice in our store."
After chattering to Han Weilan, the boss lady saw two grown men with a child blocking the middle of the store, and immediately asked loudly.
"Three bowls of beef noodles will be fine." Bai Qiyu said quickly, and then took Qingqing to sit opposite Han Weilan's table.
Fu Heng was taken a step ahead, and there was no place, so he could only sit at the table next to him.
After eating half a bowl of noodles, he had some food in his stomach, and finally got rid of the extreme hunger. Han Weilan took the initiative to ask: "Tell me, what do you want to see me for?"
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