The sudden scene caught Wenwen off guard. He lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Xu Jianguo smiled and looked at Wenwen who was lying on the ground, and said, "Stinky boy, not bad!"
She stood up steadily from the ground, rubbing her butt with one hand, and looked at her unreliable father with resentment on her little face.
Xu Jianguo walked up to him with a smile on his face, raised his hand to rub his little head, and then took him back to the space.
After returning to the space, the father and son went to the bathroom together to wash up and change their clothes. Then Xu Jianguo led him to sit on the stone bench in the yard and began to give him safety education.
After all, the little guy now possesses such strength and fighting skills that three or five adults cannot get close to him, so Xu Jianguo must always pay attention to the boy's thoughts, so as to prevent him from relying on his own abilities to bully the weak.
Under Xu Jianguo's serious teaching, the little boy nodded his head steadily like a chicken pecking at rice. After repeatedly assuring that he would never reveal the fact that he knew kung fu unless there was any danger, Xu Jianguo let him go.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the family got up one after another.
When Wen Sitian appeared in the yard with four little beauties, it was discovered that Wen Wen's little face was almost twisted.
"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you?" Lele ran to Wenwen and asked with a silly look on his face.
Wenwen reached out and held Lele in his arms, saying, "I'm almost fainting from hunger, why are you getting up just now?"
Lele didn't quite understand what his brother meant, so he continued, "Why don't you eat if you're hungry?"
"Our dad doesn't let us eat. He said it's rare for the family to have breakfast together, so he has to wait for you to get up and eat together!" Wenwen said with an unhappy expression.
A crisp "pop" sound was heard.
Wenwen turned around with a resentful look on his face, only to find that his mother had walked behind him without him noticing, and was now looking down at him. He suddenly felt panicked.
"I heard that you complain that we get up late?" Wen Sitian asked.
As she finished speaking, Daya, Erya and Funiu gradually came over and stared at him with unhappy faces.
Lele, who was held in his arms, was clapping her hands and giggling. No one knew what she was happy about.
Seeing this, Xu Jianguo, who was standing by, immediately shrank his neck, moved the stone bench under his butt farther away, and pretended that he saw nothing.
Seeing this, the five-year-old Wenwen immediately put on a smile towards his mother and three aunts, and said righteously, "Who said that? I didn't. If you don't believe me, ask my dad!"
Seeing his eldest son being so shameless, Xu Jianguo's mouth twitched involuntarily. He put on a look of contempt and showed a harmless smile to the five beauties.
"Puff"
Looking at her husband's neat little white teeth, Wen Sitian couldn't help laughing, and then the three girls and Lele also laughed, leaving Wenwen alone with her hair disheveled in the wind.
Xu Jianguo thought to himself, you are still a young boy, learn more from your father!
In this way, the family finished their breakfast with laughter and started their weekend.
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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is already 1968, and there are still three days left before the Spring Festival.
That day, when it was almost time to get off work, the phone rang in Xu Jianguo's studio.
"Hello, I'm Xu Jianguo!"
"Jianguo, come to my office!" Ma Guoliang's voice came from the receiver.
"Yes!" Xu Jianguo agreed, then hung up the receiver and left the office.
After parking the car, Xu Jianguo pushed open the door and jumped out, then walked into the headquarters.
In the corridor, Tai Wei was standing at the door of Ma Guoliang's office as usual. When he saw Xu Jianguo walking towards him, a smile appeared on his face.
"Report!"
"Come in!"
With Ma Guoliang's permission, Xu Jianguo pushed the door open and walked in. He came to the desk and saluted him.
"Are you here? Go make some tea for yourself first. I'll talk to you after I finish reading this document!" Ma Guoliang looked up at Xu Jianguo and said.
"Okay!" Xu Jianguo was not polite. He picked up the teacup on Ma Guoliang's table, poured out the tea leaves inside, and then brewed two new cups of tea. He put one on the table and held the other in his hand and drank it slowly.
In less than ten minutes, Ma Guoliang signed his name on a document in front of him with a pen, then screwed the pen cap on, put the pen back into his jacket pocket, and then took a sip from the teacup beside him.
"What are your plans for the Spring Festival?" Ma Guoliang asked.
"I don't have any plans. Didn't we agree to spend the New Year at the old man's house?" Xu Jianguo replied.
Ma Guoliang nodded, thought for a moment, and then said, "Well, I have something to tell you!"
"What's up?"
"The old man received a call from Jingzhou, and they want you to come over!"
"What the hell? You want me to go to Jingzhou?"
"Um!"
"What are you going to do?"
"I heard from the old man that someone is sick inside the Red Walls. The doctors at the Health Bureau have seen everyone, but none of them can help. I don't know who said you're such a great doctor, so they want you to go and take a look!"
"Who is the sick person?"
"The old man asked, but the other party refused to disclose it on the grounds of confidentiality."
Hearing this, Xu Jianguo's brows furrowed. He thought for a moment before asking, "Even the old man doesn't know? Is this considered a formal order?"
Ma Guoliang thought about it, shook his head and said, "Not really!"
"Oh, then I won't go!"
"Don't jump to conclusions, kid. Go to the old man's house tonight and ask about the situation before making a decision!"
Xu Jianguo thought about it and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you!"
After the two chatted for a while, Ma Guoliang stood up first and said, "Let's go, I'll go with you!"
"Okay! I'll lend you my phone to tell my family!" Xu Jianguo stood up and said, then picked up the phone on the table and dialed.
After talking to Wen Sitian on the phone, Xu Jianguo and Ma Guoliang left the office and drove to the old man's house respectively.
Two jeeps stopped at the door. Three people got out of the car and walked to the gate of the courtyard. Xu Jianguo raised his hand and pushed the gate gently, and the gate opened.
Because the sun had set and it had snowed a while ago, the temperature at the Dawali base was close to minus 40 degrees Celsius.
In just a short while, Xu Jianguo felt a tingling sensation on the skin on his face like being pricked by needles.
After the three of them stomped off the snow on the soles of their shoes at the door of the main hall, Ma Guoliang took the lead in opening the door, lifting the thick curtain and walking in.
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