Ya Ya's happiest moments are going out with her parents.
But keeping pets at home is troublesome, and you have to think about them when you go out.
Ruan Qingling felt that it was best not to raise any more.
After thinking for a moment, Song Shiting said, "Give it to Lao Wu."
At this point, he remembered what Lao Wu had told him, which he hadn't yet told Ruan Qingling.
He pursed his thin lips and said, "Old Wu guessed that you're the one who makes the ointment. He wanted to ask if you wanted to attend the training at the health center?"
Ruan Qingling's brow twitched.
But think about it, going to a health center now is not as good as getting a spot in the college entrance exam.
Is she able to participate?
She said, "Let's think about this again when we get back. As for the two rabbits, we'll give them to his daughter. We can go see them again later if we want."
Song Shiting nodded.
I took the bus there today.
Song Shiting brought the rabbit and its cage along with him.
Ruan Qingling was waiting for him at home.
He went to Old Wu's house and returned quickly.
Take Ruan Qingling and her daughter with you to the bus stop.
They happened to run into Fan Aihua when they arrived.
As soon as Fan Aihua saw them, she immediately greeted them: "Sister Ruan, are you going to the city?"
Ruan Qingling nodded.
Fan Aihua said, "If I had known you were coming too, I would have waited to come with you."
Ruan Qingling simply smiled slightly.
Fan Aihua was wearing a white shirt and had her hair in two braids today.
She has a very fresh and clean appearance.
She greeted Song Shiting: "Brother Song, you're so kind. You're always seen with Sister Ruan."
Song Shiting nodded, without saying anything more.
Fan Aizhi thought this kind of man was really too handsome.
He gets more and more handsome the more you look at him.
Ruan Qingling glanced at Fan Aihua and sat down on the chair next to her.
It was still early, and they took the first bus, which wasn't crowded.
Fan Aihua tried to make conversation on the way.
She sat in the front, constantly turning around to talk to Ruan Qingling, and also talking to Ya Ya.
What can Ya Ya say?
Ya Ya just wants someone to play with her.
"Yaya, do you like Auntie?" Fan Aihua asked.
At that time, Ya Ya had no idea what liking someone meant.
She just wants to be with her parents.
She would smile at other people if she was happy, but wouldn't smile if she wasn't.
Children are simple: when they're hungry, they want to eat; when they're full, they want to play and laugh.
Ruan Qingling originally wanted to sit down and sort out her thoughts, but unexpectedly, Fan Aihua was making a lot of noise next to her.
She was a little annoyed.
Moreover, Fan Aihua spoke at an uncontrolled volume, the high decibels echoing throughout the carriage.
That makes it even more annoying!
Although the early morning is when you are most energetic, it can't withstand such torture.
She said, "Ya Ya is sleepy, let her take a nap."
Fan Aihua looked left and right, then said with a smile, "Look at this little guy, he's so energetic, not sleepy at all. How can he fall asleep?"
Ruan Qingling said that only to get Fan Aihua to turn her head away.
She doesn't understand?
The topic of Fan Aihua kept revolving around Ya Ya, occasionally veerging into the conversation about Song Shiting.
"Brother Song, look at Ya Ya, she doesn't seem sleepy, does she?"
Song Shiting glanced at it and said, "That's because you've been disturbing her. If you quiet down, she'll fall asleep."
Fan Aihua: "..."
In the end, she could only silently turn back.
Ruan Qingling, finding it peaceful, looked at Song Shiting and inexplicably wanted to laugh.
When it comes to straight male attributes, Song Shiting is the one.
Ruan Qingling handed Yaya to him and said, "Let Daddy put her to sleep."
How does Song Shiting put his child to sleep?
So, does that mean holding your daughter in your arms and letting her poke your nose?
The thought of this possibility made her inexplicably happy.
She looked at Song Shiting and said, "Think of a way. Don't spoil Ya Ya. Otherwise, she'll develop a habit that she won't be able to break when she's older. Do you want Ya Ya to poke other people's noses when she goes to kindergarten?"
This is a real problem.
Song Shiting began to think seriously.
But Ya Ya clings to her dad because he's fun.
How can I stop her from poking my nose?
There's nothing else to play.
She started throwing a tantrum.
"want……"
In his haste, he even blurted out a pronunciation that wasn't actually a horse.
Ruan Qingling was taken aback for a moment, then asked in surprise, "Ya Ya just changed her lines."
Song Shiting also looked at Ya Ya.
Ya Ya stretched out her hand.
Song Shiting said, "You can play with my hand?"
After thinking it over, he decided that holding hands was acceptable.
A father can hold his daughter's little hand.
Moreover, my daughter can hold other children's hands at kindergarten without any problem, but she can't touch other children's noses.
Ya Ya initially resisted the fact that her father only gave her one hand.
But there's nothing to play.
Children are interesting too; she'll settle for second best.
Later, as I played it more and more, I actually started to like it.
Look left, look right, turn it over and look at it again.
Although she was young, she seemed to have discovered a new world.
Dad's hands are different from Mom's hands.
She reached out and took her mother's hand.
With this pull, Ruan Qingling could only go along with her daughter, but Ya Ya had no strength to support Ruan Qingling's hand.
Ruan Qingling could only place her hands on Song Shiting's legs...
Song Shiting's back stiffened instantly.
Ya Ya poked Ruan Qingling's hand with her finger.
Then he poked Song Shiting's hand with his finger.
It was already placed somewhere nearby, and Ya Ya even poked it with her finger...
Ruan Qingling's hand pressed against Song Shiting through a layer of fabric.
She hadn't thought that far ahead; she simply found her daughter's actions cute and adorable.
Ya Ya wanted to express that she had discovered something new.
My dad's hands are so dark, and they're so big and rough.
And Mom's hands are so soft and beautiful.
She wanted her father to see her more.
She seemed a little anxious because she couldn't hold her father's hand.
"Horse... horse..."
Ruan Qingling burst out laughing at her daughter's silly antics.
How can it be so cute?
She laughed, her voice barely audible, but her body language remained.
I'll cooperate with Yaya to make my daughter happier.
But this kind of operation was truly torture for Song Shiting.
He felt like he couldn't sit still any longer.
He pushed Ya Ya to Ruan Qingling and said, "You put her to sleep."
Ruan Qingling then took Ya Ya from her.
Song Shiting turned his face toward the window.
He was almost mortified.
Ruan Qingling picked up her daughter, tapped her nose, and said, "You little rascal, go back to sleep, or Mommy will have to sleep too."
Ya Ya looked at her, her adorable expression suggesting she was deep in thought.
Finally, he hugged his mother and buried his face in her arms.
Song Shiting: "..."
Is this thing about to become sentient?
Does she understand?
How could he be so direct in his mother's arms?
Ruan Qingling smiled.
“I say this every night when I hold her while we sleep.”
This is probably a special scenario she created and cultivated, which is why Ya Ya feels it's time to sleep when she hears this sentence.
Sleeping in my arms, so sweet.
Song Shiting thought that might be the case.
The car finally arrived in the city.
Fan Aihua got off at the same stop as them.
He wanted to say something more, but Song Shiting only looked at Ruan Qingling.
Ruan Qingling has been keeping an eye on Ya Ya.
She didn't get a chance to speak.
Later, I took a deep look...
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