Chapter 1616 Forgot to sign the microphone protection agreement?
As the Chinese New Year approaches, the number of people in City A decreases, the subway is no longer crowded, the pedestrian street is no longer overcrowded, and the noisy city has become quiet overnight.
Traveling became much more convenient at this time. On a sunny morning, Feng Ci tied a leash to Meiguo, and Meiguo carried Xiuxiu on her back, and the family of three went out.
There were few people in the mall in the morning. Feng Ci had never bought New Year's goods, so he picked out some Spring Festival couplets and nuts and roasted snacks based on his memory, and bought two boxes of calcium-rich milk.
As time went by, the number of people coming to the mall to buy New Year's goods increased, and the spacious aisles gradually became narrower. Shopping carts full of goods came and went. Worried that the berries would be scratched by the carts, he simply followed the example of other parents and put his children in the shopping cart.
The field of vision suddenly became higher and wider. Berry no longer had to wade through the adults' butts. She shook her head happily in the car.
The family of three was strolling through the food section, and Berry stretched out her short arm: "I want that."
Feng Ci took a quick look and saw that it was spicy turkey noodles. He pushed the cart forward without looking away: "No, this is for adults."
"Where is the food for the little guy?"
Feng Ci silently quickened his pace. Meiguo clung to the basket, her feet kicking anxiously. "I saw chicken stewed with mushrooms!"
"You've been eating instant noodles for a few days now, aren't you tired of it yet?"
All the stores they often visited were closed because their owners had gone back to their hometowns to celebrate the New Year. Without delicious breakfast or takeout, the two of them had either instant noodles, KFC, or McDonald's for three meals a day.
Feng Ci now feels like vomiting when he sees instant noodles and feels dizzy when he sees KFC, but Meiguo's enthusiasm remains undiminished and her eyes light up when she sees instant noodles.
"It's delicious, not greasy!" Meiguo said loudly, turning her head to look at Feng Ci with pity, "Brother Feng, you will get better soon."
Feng Ci's heart was struck.
He has been going through a week of the unlucky days of eating instant noodles without seasoning packets.
When he thought that he might have to live like this until the end of the New Year, Feng Ci felt more resentful than a ghost that had been dead for three days.
With a gloomy face, he reached out and swept a few buckets of instant noodles from the shelf, then walked around in a depressed mood.
It was lunchtime when the family of three came out of the mall with bags full of stuff. Feng Ci had just gotten in a taxi and was about to go to a nearby private restaurant for dinner when a gorgeous Maserati slowly stopped by the roadside.
The car window rolled down, warm air poured out, and Bai Ming leaned out: "Xiao Ci, where are you going?"
Hey, that short little guy is here too.
Bai Ming raised his chin and said, "Get in the car. I'll take you there."
"No need, my car will be here in two minutes." Feng Ci shook his phone.
Bai Ming noticed the instant noodles in the shopping bag. After all, he was his younger brother, and it was so pitiful that he lived such a life.
"Why are you being so polite to me? I'll treat you to a meal."
Bai Ming becomes talkative when he drinks. Once, when he was drunk, he took a stray dog from the street home, hugged the dog and chatted with it for half the night. The innocent dog had two dark circles under its eyes and was emo all night.
Fortunately, humans compensate it with the wealth and glory of the rest of their lives.
In order to avoid hurting his ears, he firmly refused.
Bai Ming thought he was embarrassed, so he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car: "You're so poor that you can only eat instant noodles, why are you still being so reserved with me? Even if you don't want to eat, the child has to eat too. Look at how short she is. I can't even see her if I don't get out of the car."
“…”
Berry, who was listening at the side, was unhappy: "I'm not short."
"I'll be tall when I grow up." The child puffed out his chest, his big, bright eyes filled with pride. "And I can fly. I can fly higher than a house."
Bai Ming: "Okay, okay, you can fly. Brother will take you to eat hot pot, okay? That stuff is much more delicious than instant noodles."
Feng Ci still refused to let go. He reached out but found nothing. Confused, he lowered his head and there was no one beside him.
"Hello, please open the door."
"Hello, I'm Meiguo. I want to eat hot pot. Please open the door." The child stood on tiptoe, put his hands on the door, and calmly revealed his identity and urged.
Bai Ming was amused by this scene. He walked over, opened the car door, and put the berries into the back seat.
He turned around and smiled at Feng Ci: "Don't just stand there, get in the car."
Feng Ci glared helplessly at the little traitor who couldn't resist the temptation, canceled the order and got in the car.
When they arrived at the hot pot restaurant, Bai Ming asked Meiguo what she liked to eat. Meiguo said without hesitation: "Eat meat, eat a lot of meat!"
Compared to what I saw a month ago, Meiguo's face is obviously rounder and her hair is no longer dull and lifeless. It is obvious that Feng Ci strictly followed the doctor's instructions and took good care of her.
"Is this child not picky about food?" Bai Ming asked.
"Not picky."
Not only is he not picky, he will eat anything that is not poisonous. He eats like a little pig, and his subtle and infectious charm makes him eat half an extra bowl of rice.
Bai Ming took Meiguo to the seasoning area. Feng Ci was playing with his mobile phone. After a while, Meiguo came running back with a plate of fruit in her hand.
"Brother Feng, look what this is?" Meiguo's face was full of excitement. Halfway through selling the secret, she couldn't hold back and said, "It's a relative of Feifeiguo. I found it."
Feng Ci took a look and said, "This is called watermelon."
The berry mantis pupa crawled onto his knees, picked up a piece with a toothpick and brought it to his mouth: "Brother Feng, ah~ the watermelon relatives want to go in."
Bai Ming on the opposite side openly looked with his chin in his hand, his teasing eyes and playful smile undisguised.
Feng Ci's face showed a hint of embarrassment. He grabbed Bingguo by the collar and dragged him away: "I can eat by myself. I don't need you to feed me."
"You're shy again." Meiguo shrugged and ate the watermelon cube in one bite, chewing it like a little hamster. He then instructed in a grown-up tone, "I really can't help you. Remember to eat more."
Feng Ci held his forehead and said, "Go back to your seat and eat."
"Have you two always been like this?" Bai Ming laughed heartily. "Which child do you sponsor? Send me your contact information and I'll sponsor one too."
"No contact information." Feng Ci frowned and wiped the watermelon juice off his body, his voice numb, "It's all fate."
?
Why is his life involved?
People's joys and sorrows are not the same. Just when Bai Ming was confused, his feet suddenly trembled.
Suddenly, passionate and lively traditional Chinese music sounded, and a performer with oil paint on his face and wearing a hoodie appeared, giving the diners present an unexpected surprise.
Sichuan Opera face-changing is a well-known Chinese quintessence of art. It is a regular performance in hot pot restaurants and is commonplace for Chinese people who are accustomed to it.
However, the little witch from another world had never seen such a scene before. She shuddered and the melon in her hand fell. She turned around and hid in Feng Ci's arms, revealing a pair of panicked big eyes from her armpits.
"This is Sichuan Opera face-changing, a traditional art performance here. It won't eat children, so don't be afraid." Feng Ci comforted him.
When human babies see face-changing for the first time, they will inevitably be frightened by the colorful painted faces.
Feng Ci rarely showed some patience and gentleness. Perhaps the comforting effect worked. Meiguo crawled out of his arms, looked at her for a while with her blue eyes without blinking, and then looked away.
Seeing this, Bai Ming said, "Why don't you watch it anymore? Is it not good?"
Berry was very supportive: "It looks very nice."
"Then why don't you watch it? Are you scared?"
Berry shook her head. She wasn't afraid of just a change of expression.
Bai Ming gave a thumbs up: "You are quite brave, and you adapted very quickly."
Meiguo was very proud: "Because I also watch face-changing at home, and Brother Feng's face-changing is faster than that uncle's, and he can change his face without singing, so I am not afraid at all."
The words that were shot even when lying down: ...
"Don't force yourself to chat if you don't know how." He gritted his teeth and put two slices of beef rolls in the child's bowl, "Eat quickly."
Children feel sleepy after eating. The two brothers came out of the hot pot restaurant quickly. Feng Ci strode forward skillfully carrying berries.
Berry rested her chin on his shoulder, sleeping soundly with her head tilted, and crystal saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth.
When Bai Ming turned around, he found that Feng Ci's shoulder was wet with the child's saliva, but Feng Ci seemed unaware of it and looked normal.
Bai Ming was surprised and stunned: "Aren't you a mysophobe? Now you don't mind the dirt anymore?"
Feng Ci: "I have a washing machine at home."
Bai Ming frowned slightly, lowered his eyes and asked no more questions.
After driving Feng Ci to the gate of the community, Bai Ming watched the boy's back gradually disappearing into the distance, the complexity in his expression no longer concealed.
Feng Ci was unusually kind to the child, yet he kept his mouth shut about the child's origins, which made people worried and suspicious.
*
Berry has an amazing sleep quality. Once she falls asleep, no matter how loud the lightning, thunder, wind or rain is outside, it cannot disturb her.
——Except when Feng Ci makes trouble in the middle of the night.
For some reason, the child's snoring made Feng Ci feel at ease. After carrying Meiguo to the bed, he also felt sleepy and fell asleep beside Meiguo, yawning.
Not long after falling asleep, Feng Ci dreamed that he ate ten buckets of pickled cabbage noodles in one breath, and his burps smelled of pickled cabbage. Unable to accept the taste of the pickled cabbage, he struggled to wake up.
The first thing that caught his eye was a chubby foot, with its small, shiny toes kissing his lips, almost entering his mouth.
Feng Ci's pupils trembled, he covered his mouth and retched twice, then dropped the short leg that was on his neck, sat up in frustration, and glared at the audacious kid.
I've seen people with bad sleeping postures, but I've never seen anyone as bad as this. It's like he must have stabbed his butt with a knife and opened his eyes.
Until Meiguo woke up from a good sleep, she didn't know why Feng Ci had a sullen face and washed her feet without saying a word.
Brother Feng's thoughts are hard to understand, and his mouth is locked. Meiguo has no choice but to cooperate obediently.
She took out the squishy toys she had bought at the mall that morning. The delicious-looking exploding sandwiches and strawberry cakes bounced back quickly when squeezed. The gorgeous visual impact and soft texture made Meiguo love them. She held one in each hand and played with them all day long.
Pinching was the second toy Feng Ci bought for Berry. Before Berry fell from the sky, he would occasionally go to the boutique to secretly play with it.
But I never buy them. I always think it’s a bit strange for a grown man like him to buy them.
But now he doesn't have to hide and play pinching, he can just play with the berries.
The child is addicted to playing with squishy toys and recently he falls asleep with the squishy toys in his hands.
The squishy toy has become Berry's Abebe. She keeps squishing it in her hand from morning to night. Fortunately, she is quite obedient and won't put the squishy toy into her mouth.
Feng Ci came out of the e-sports room. The TV in the living room was still playing Animal World. The child was lying on the sofa, sleeping soundly with his mouth half open.
Feng Ci walked closer, lifted her chin with his fingers, closed her little mouth, took the small cake from her hand and squeezed it, then leaned over and picked up the child.
The child in his arms moved, and put his little hands on his chest. He looked so well-behaved, which made people feel soft-hearted.
A soft glimmer ignited in the boy's indifferent eyes. The arms holding Meiguo unconsciously tightened, and the muscles quietly relaxed so that she could rest her head more comfortably.
Just as he stepped into the guest room, his whole body froze as if he had been electrocuted, his expression twisted for a moment, and when he lowered his head, he saw an evil little hand pinching his grandfather's lover.
Old swan!
The technique was exactly the same as the one she used when she was playing with it.
Feng Ci gasped in pain.
The study pressure in the third year of high school is high, and having a good body is the capital of revolution. Therefore, Feng Ci takes time to exercise. While developing six-pack abs, his chest muscles are also full and strong. His figure is that of a male model who looks thin when dressed and has muscles when undressed.
But he never dreamed that he would suffer such a disaster today.
hiss.
Feng Ci's forehead was covered in cold sweat and he could hardly stand. He ruthlessly slapped the child's unsportsmanlike claws away.
Without the soft and twitching sounds, Berry hummed in displeasure, and turned his little head away, showing that he didn't love anyone.
Seal:?
She was still unhappy.
The young man who forgot to sign the guarantee agreement gritted his teeth, pinched Berry's rosy cheeks angrily, put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and came out with a grin on his face, rubbing his chest.
Zhang Mai had a big fight with his family and ran to their house pitifully to beg for shelter. Feng Ci couldn't stand his manly manner and agreed to let him stay for a day.
Hungry Zhang Mai rummaged through the kitchen drawers and cabinets looking for something to eat, but in the end he only found a few buckets of instant noodles.
"Brother Feng, this is all the food we have at home. Are you hiding some delicious food?"
"That's all. If you don't like it, just order takeout."
Zhang Mai picked up his phone, checked his WeChat balance, and immediately hugged two buckets of instant noodles: "Instant noodles are great! I love instant noodles the most!"
Feng Ci stood up and walked over, ignoring how flattered and incredulous Zhang Mai's expression was, and exchanged the instant noodles in his hand with him:
"Those two buckets you have are almost expired. I just bought these two a couple of days ago. Eat fresh ones."
Zhang Mai was so moved that he almost cried: "Brother Feng, I knew you were the most loyal and the best to your brothers!"
Feng Ci smiled faintly.
"Damn, where's the seasoning packet?"
"Wait, why are there no seasoning packets in two buckets?"
"Damn it, there's no seasoning packet for my instant noodles. What kind of crap luck is this? This is outrageous."
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In previous years, the closure of stores during the Spring Festival had little impact on Feng Ci. He had no obsession with food and could survive by eating anything.
But it’s not possible now.
There is a new spoiled child in the family, and he can't bear to see the meat he raised with great effort return to its pre-liberation state overnight, so Feng Ci decides to take action himself.
"How does it taste?"
Meiguo held the bowl, slurped the tomato and egg noodles, and squinted her eyes to savor them carefully.
Feng Ci was a little nervous. It was his first time cooking, so it was easy for him to be careless and only dared to add a little salt the whole time.
"Wait me a moment."
Meiguo put down the bowl and suddenly ran away, then ran back, holding a red fruit in her hand, her eyes sparkling: "I think we can add a red fruit."
“…” She didn’t say it wasn’t delicious, but since she had already brought the Feifei Fruit, how could it still be delicious?
Feng Ci decisively decided: "Let's go out to eat."
After several days of failure, the high-spirited Feng Ci was devastated. People should not challenge things that are far beyond their abilities.
After much deliberation, Feng Ci decided to hire a nanny who could cook and take care of the children.
He started school on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. He had a heavy workload as a senior, so he arrived at school at seven o'clock and left school at six o'clock, spending eleven hours in school.
It’s not safe for Berry to be alone at home, so it’s better to find an aunt to cook for her than for her to cook some bad food herself.
However, prices soar during the Spring Festival period, labor costs are particularly expensive, and it is not certain that you can find a suitable one.
Any housekeeping company he contacted quoted him 12,000 yuan for a job. Although Feng Ci was a wealthy second-generation, he had saved all his remaining money for a five-year life expectancy, and he didn't want to touch that money unless it was absolutely necessary.
Feng Ci was almost going bald from worrying about money, and two blisters appeared on his mouth for the first time, which hurt when touched.
After finishing my morning run as usual, I took out my phone and found two more messages on WeChat.
-Please receive 50000
-Please receive 50000
[Xiao Ci, Xiao Ming said you eat instant noodles every day at home. Instant noodles are not nutritious and will affect your growth.]
[From now on, your mother and I will give you living expenses every month. Please don't refuse. Only when you are well can your mother and I rest assured.]
-Payment received
-Payment received
Thank you, Mom and Dad!
Seeing this message, Feng Chen on the other side of the ocean couldn't help but be stunned. He took off his glasses, wiped them, and put them back on. Hmm, that kid actually accepted it?
Feng Chen didn't understand how grateful Feng Ci was for this timely help, nor did he know that his son, who was so cold and aloof as if he was out of touch with the world and was about to enter a Taoist temple to practice, had a desire and pursuit for money.
Raising a cub is too expensive, even monks have to return to secular life!
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