Chapter 1200 Worry
The lights on the second floor of the house are often on late at night.
Sometimes it was Fu Jingyou who was reading.
Sometimes the child wakes up in pain in the middle of the night, sobbing and crying for his father or mother.
So many times, Fu Jingyou would hold the child in his arms and slowly walk around under the lamp to coax him.
Baichuan couldn't leave his father for the time being, so Fu Jingyou would sometimes take him with him when he went to work at the factory.
The little guy had a bandage around his neck and a cast on his arm.
His father took him to his side and placed him on a small stool, telling him to sit wherever he wanted. The pitiful little boy looked so well-behaved.
When Dandan and Wang Mao, his little apprentices, have some free time, they will play with him.
Those of them who had some money on them would buy a string of candied haws when they saw someone selling them on their way to work.
If you are short of money, you should always take two stewed sweet potatoes from home.
When the weather is cold, the factory puts the sweet potatoes next to the stove while boiling water.
When it is hot, take it out and let the little one eat it.
If the little ones can’t finish it, everyone can break it up and share it for fun.
When Dandan got home, he still talked about Baichuan's miserable appearance.
Chen Xiangdong heard it and asked him what happened.
After learning the details, everyone in Chen Xiangdong's small group was shocked.
The next evening, a group of people came to visit the house with their belongings in hand.
The child has been injured and suffering recently, and Lu Miao is not at home.
Fu Jingyou didn't have the heart to arrange for them to have dinner, so he just made some tea and asked them to sit down and have a drink and chat.
Just like that, a small incident happened in the middle.
Wang Xiu came over from the Chuihua Gate and started shouting from a distance:
"Brother Fu, there are people coming to the front yard. They say they are Liu Xiangyang's parents and are carrying something. Should we invite them in?"
Fu Jingyou only occasionally goes to school to attend parent-teacher meetings for the children, and usually it is his father-in-law who comes forward.
He is actually not familiar with his classmates' parents.
But when he heard that it was the parents who came and brought some things with them, Fu Jingyou's mind gradually became clearer.
Baichuan broke his arm, not because he accidentally tripped and fell down the slide.
The children were fighting and pushing each other and were pushed down.
The person coming here now is probably the parent of the child involved in the incident.
Fu Jingyou looked down at Baichuan.
The Xue family came to visit us yesterday and bought a lot of cream cakes.
The little guy is eating the cake with one hand.
Perhaps because he suddenly fell silent, the little guy looked up curiously.
Seeing his father looking at him, Baichuan thought his father wanted to eat the cake too, so he quickly held the cake with a bite in his hand and handed it to his father.
"Dad, here!"
Fu Jingyou caressed his furry little head lovingly and said with a smile:
"Dad will eat later, you eat first."
"oh!"
Baichuan nodded, lowered his head obediently, pursed his little lips politely, and started eating the cake seriously again.
It just so happened that Wang Xiu also walked to the door of the main hall.
When Fu Jingyou looked up, he said:
"Just say that children fighting is inevitable, and there's no need to apologize. And since we have guests at home, we won't invite them in."
Wang Xiu nodded and turned to leave, but Tang Mei called her back.
Tang Mei knew what Fu Jingyou was thinking.
It’s not right to care about the pushing and shoving between children, but Baichuan has suffered so much, how can he, as a father, feel happy?
But then again, Tang Mei glanced at Fu Jingyou with a look of reproach and said:
"Even though you're telling the truth, they don't know if anyone has really come to our house. They might think we're in the right and want to show off our authority!"
Although Fu Jingyou has now left the state-owned factory, he is a commoner and has no administrative rank.
But if you think about it from another angle, which of Lu Yuanzheng and Lu Miao's identities is simple?
For a family like theirs, sometimes there are certain etiquettes that cannot be neglected.
Fu Jingyou frowned deeply but said nothing.
Tang Mei took a small bag, filled it with some off-season tomatoes grown at home, and handed it to Wang Xiu:
"Just follow what Xiaochuan's father taught us. Give them this bag of cherry tomatoes and tell them to take it back and feed it to their children. They're just children, so there's no need to dwell on this matter any further."
"I understand, Auntie. I'll go right away." "Okay."
After sending away the people outside the front yard door, Chen Xiangdong and the others sat for a while but did not stay long.
After sending them away, Fu Jingyou turned around and saw Bai Chuan half-lying in front of the coffee table. His little hand that was not in a plaster cast was struggling to tie up the plastic bag containing the small cake.
He went over and shook the bag, tied it up for me, and asked:
"You're not going to eat it now?"
There were still cake crumbs on the corners of Baichuan's mouth. He nodded seriously and said:
"This is delicious. I want to eat it with my brothers and sisters after they finish their homework tonight!"
Fu Jingyou laughed, picked up the little guy and put him on his shoulders and said:
"Okay, then you can eat with your brothers and sisters later. After you finish eating, Dad will buy you more."
"Um!"
Baichuan nodded vigorously, put his arm around his father's neck, and gave his father a loud and powerful kiss.
"You little brat..."
Fu Jingyou shook his head and smiled, which was rare for him.
In northern Beijing, Fu Jingyou was busy with work and taking care of his children.
Occasionally I have to take time out to study CNC coding, and I am busy every day.
And on the other side, my hometown.
The harvest was good this year, so He Hongjin and Chen Guifen started making preparations early in the morning and quickly fried two barrels of rapeseed oil in the first team of the brigade.
Time passed by, and even after Laba Festival, the old couple still hadn't received a reply from Jingbei. They couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.
After soaking his feet at night, He Hongjin sat on the edge of the bed with a frown on his face and started smoking a pipe.
Chen Guifen added some hot water to the basin, rolled up her trouser legs to soak her feet, and waved to the inside of the bed:
"Go sit down under the covers, and if you start crying about your kneecaps aching again, no one will care!"
He Hongjin took two more puffs of his pipe before hanging it up.
He slowly moved under the quilt, stretched his neck, looked at Chen Guifen and said:
"If that kid had just gone off to fly, I wouldn't have said anything. But in the past, regardless of whether he came back or not, he would have called home and sent a letter. But this time, there's been no news for so long... Do you think something happened to these two kids?"
Before Chen Guifen could reply, He Hongjin began to sigh and worry:
"Last time in July and August, only the younger ones came back, and the two older ones didn't show up either... Do you think they're really busy or just pretending to be? Are they hiding something from us because they don't want us to worry?"
"You old man, you always have a habit of imagining things no matter what! You don't even hope for your children to be well during the New Year!"
Chen Guifen was also concerned about Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou, but she didn't like to think too deeply about these things.
Holding back a breath, Chen Guifen wrung out the towel and wiped her feet, saying:
"There's no point just guessing. Everyone's busy around the New Year, so it's possible they forgot. Or maybe the letter got lost in the mail and they never received it... If you're anxious, try to find some free time tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to go to the county and ask. Maybe Special Envoy Hu already received the news and just didn't get around to coming?"
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