After chatting with Aunt Liu for a while, the little girl ran into the room and climbed onto the bed. She leaned against the bedside table and unplugged her fully-charged cell phone. At that time, the live broadcast equipment in the room had been covered by clothes, so no one could see what was happening in the room.
After Xiaonaituanzi unlocked his phone, he saw a red circle on WeChat with the number "3" written in it, prompting him that there were three new messages. He directly clicked on WeChat and found that they were all sent by Mu Qingji.
【暮清寂】:Photo [A 50-centimeter light brown bear cub wearing a small suit and a red bow tie, looking cool and cute]
【Mu Qing Ji】: Do you like it? I’ll give it to you.
【Mu Qing Ji】:Send me the address.
These three messages were sent at 6:30 in the evening. At that time, the little girl was watching the sunset with Song Lianqing and the fat boy Qi Xiangyu, and did not notice that more than three hours had passed.
Little Naitian looked at the time on the top of the chat interface, wondering if sending a message now would disturb Mu Qingji. But after thinking about it, he still replied, because he felt that it would be very rude if he didn't reply to his message.
【Guo Guo】: Post Office, xx Road, xx Village, Tanfeng County, G Province
[Guoguo]: Thank you, brother~ This Mr. Bear is very cute. Little Candy will protect him well!
[Mu Qingji]: Yeah.
As soon as Xiaonaituanzi sent the message, Mu Qingji replied. Although it was only one word, the speed was as fast as an instant.
[Guo Guo]: Brother, you haven't slept yet? I thought he was asleep. By the way, is your health condition better? Did daddy take you to see a doctor?
[Mu Qingji]: Well, I didn’t sleep. Okay, yes.
Mu Qingji wiped his still wet hair while typing a reply to Xiaonaituanzi, answering each of his questions seriously, concisely and without any procrastination.
[Guo Guo]: Did your brother eat well after returning home? Is this the WeChat ID that your dad gave you?
【暮清寂】:Yes, it is.
【Guo Guo】: Picture [Little Milk Ball is smiling and nodding like a good kid, with cute words next to it: Brother, Little Candy knows~]
Mu Qingji looked at the emoticon package of the little milk ball and decisively collected it. Anyone who doesn’t collect such a cute emoticon package is a fool, okay?
【暮清寂】: Is there anything else you like? I'll send them to you.
When the little kid saw the message sent by Mu Qingji, he blinked his big eyes and puffed up his cheeks. In his little head, he felt that it was not a good idea to keep rejecting Mu Qingji's kindness, and he was afraid of making this kind (? ) brother sad, so he compromised.
[Guo Guo]: No need! I will go home after I finish recording the show. I will go play with my brother and he will take me out to eat something delicious.
[Guoguo]: Brother, I took a lot of photos of the sunset today. I’ll send them to you.
【Muqingji】:Okay.
When Mu Qingji saw the little girl's reply, he thought it was indeed quite attractive, so he silently kept this matter in mind and planned where to take him to play.
【Guoguo】: Pictures x5 [Photos of sunset and photos of the innocent little girl smiling under the sunset]
Mu Qingji clicked on each photo, his eyes fixed on the two photos of Xiaonaitianzi. He was silent for a moment, having saved the two photos in his hands, and then replied to Xiaonaitianzi's message.
【Mu Qing Ji】: Very beautiful.
Mu Qingji was very nice, I don’t know if it was the scenery or the person. The little kid rubbed his eyes and yawned. He felt a little sleepy, but still insisted on chatting with Mu Qingji.
[Guo Guo]: Brother, I am a little sleepy. I want to recite an ancient poem and then go to sleep.
Mu Qingji knew about Xiaonaituanzi's efforts to improve himself. After all, every time the live broadcast of "The Trainee Dad" ended in a place, the program team would broadcast the live replay, and many passers-by who came because of the show would go and watch it if they didn't know about it.
Although it’s not as exciting as the live broadcast, it’s still worth watching at least, and it’s enough for everyone to understand how excellent Xiaonaituanzi is.
[Mu Qingji]: Well, don’t be too late.
[Guo Guo]: Mmm! Good night, brother~mua~
Little Naitanzi had no idea what kind of shock his casually typed characters "mua～" brought to Mu Qingji, causing Mu Qingji to be unable to recover for a while and not replying to his message. Little Naitanzi did not insist either. He exited WeChat and found the ancient poem on his learning software to recite it.
It was not until the little girl finished reciting the ancient poem and fell asleep with her phone under her pillow that her phone vibrated. It was a message from Mu Qingji.
【暮清寂】:Good night, Guoguo.
Unfortunately, the little baby who was soundly sleeping didn't know the news, and Mu Qingji didn't send any more messages. By the time Song Lianqing turned off the street lights and the living room lights and entered the room, the little baby had already turned over, leaning against the pillow with his head on the quilt, revealing his round belly. He was sleeping soundly with his hands in his lap, and occasionally, he could hear his little snoring, probably because of his wrong sleeping position.
Song Lianqing walked to the bed and chuckled helplessly, then bent down to pick up the little boy and adjusted his sleeping position, pulled down the hem of his pajamas, then covered him with the quilt, leaned over and kissed his little cheek, "Good night, baby."
Song Lianqing lay on the bed, hugging the little baby who no longer snored, and soon fell asleep. The night was still quiet and beautiful.
The next morning, as soon as the sky turned pale, Aunt Liu and Uncle Li woke up first. Little Baby heard the noise. It was almost time for his biological clock to wake him up, so he heard the noise in his daze and woke up as well.
The little kid sat up from the bed, with his little hair still not fully revived, and looked around sleepily. He then rubbed his big watery eyes, yawned, and then looked at the sleeping Song Lianqing. Not wanting to disturb him, he carefully climbed down from the bed.
The little boy took his cell phone from under the pillow, stepped on his slippers and went to the room quietly. He closed the door and turned around to see Uncle Li sitting under the eaves, holding a pipe and preparing to light a cigarette. He ran over and shouted, "Good morning, Grandpa~"
"Hey! My dear grandson, you got up so early."
The lighter in Uncle Li's hand was about to light the tobacco in the cigarette holder, but the little kid called him "grandpa" in a baby voice and his hand shook, and the flame almost lit his finger. Fortunately, he let go of the lighter button in time, otherwise it would be difficult to say what would happen now.
"Uh-huh, Candy needs to go to the bathroom."
The little kid walked up to Uncle Li and gave him a sweet smile, then slowly walked down the stairs holding his cell phone and went to the toilet. Uncle Li looked at his cute back with loving eyes. After the little kid entered the toilet, he retracted his gaze and looked at his chimney. After hesitating for a moment, he put it back where it was.
"Hey, old man, didn't you say you wanted to smoke a cigarette?" Aunt Liu came out of the kitchen and was about to go into the house to get some salt. Seeing that he didn't smoke and put the cigarette back in its place, she asked him in confusion, "What's wrong? Do you suddenly not like this cigarette?"
"Don't worry about it. My grandson is here. If my grandson breathes secondhand smoke, it will be bad for his health. Hurry up and cook for my grandson. He is awake and is going to the toilet now."
When Uncle Li was asked this by Aunt Liu, he waved his hand embarrassedly. After saying this quickly, he stood up from the stool and went into the house.
Aunt Liu was stunned for a moment when she heard Uncle Li's words, then she smiled and said, "You old man are really funny."
As Aunt Liu spoke, she took some salt from the house and started to make breakfast. At this time, Song Lianqing also woke up. He did not wake up naturally, but was awakened by a fright. He touched his side reflexively in his sleep, but did not touch the little baby, and woke up instantly.
Song Lianqing went out and saw Uncle Li. He then learned from Uncle Li where the little boy had gone. After breathing a sigh of relief, he turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up.