Chapter 22 22 Berry, a little rip-off.
The more exercise you do, the bigger your appetite will be. After Feng Ci took Meiguo to play basketball a few times, the child not only did not lose weight, but gained two kilograms.
The former bean sprout kid has turned into a chubby little bread. Looking at this soft little bread, Feng Ci feels the sense of accomplishment of raising a piglet. He deeply understands that the road to losing weight is long and arduous.
Today's breakfast was dumplings. When Aunt Luo brought the dumplings to the table, Meiguo was startled and glanced at Aunt Luo cautiously.
"Aunt Luo, why didn't Jiaozi take a bath today?" Meiguo asked confusedly, "Did you drink the bath water?"
"Auntie didn't drink. Mr. Xiaofeng told us to eat dry dumplings today." Aunt Luo handed Meiguo a clean fork and said with a smile, "Guoguo, you can try the dry dumplings. They taste just as good as the soup dumplings."
The dumplings are still the same dumplings, just the cooking method has changed. Aunt Luo thinks Berry will like it.
"Okay, okay." Berry picked up a dumpling with a small fork, blew on it for a while with her pouting lips, and then took a bite.
"Guoguo, how do you feel?"
Meiguo commented with a serious face: "It's a bit dry."
Beside them, there was a bowl of vinegar with some black vinegar poured into it. Feng Ci signaled with his eyes, "Berries, eat with this."
Meiguo hesitated, not understanding but respecting the situation. She supported herself on the table with both hands and slowly stood up from the chair.
"Brother Feng, do you think I'm standing tall?"
Feng Ci was dumbfounded, the muscles at the corners of his mouth trembling slightly. He forced a smile and said, "Yeah, high."
He picked up a dumpling, dipped it in vinegar, and raised his hand to feed it to her mouth: "Try one."
Berry's round eyes opened, and she looked flattered, her mouth hanging open.
Chew and chew, your eyes shining.
Feng Ci asked calmly, "Is yours better, or the one I just fed you?"
"You feed me deliciously, I want more."
Berry was like a pelican waiting to be fed: "Come on, come on."
"No, feed yourself." Feng Ci was not used to her, raised his eyebrows and knocked on the vinegar dish, "Sit down, dip your food in the vinegar dish, and roll it around like I did just now."
"You're so lazy," Berry said shamelessly, sitting down and picking up a dumpling with her fork. "I'm going to give the baby in my belly a black water bath."
Awooo, it smells so good!
*
Although the household registration issue has not been settled yet, Feng Ci is extremely confident that he will be able to find an obedient and well-behaved person.
For this reason, Feng Ci, who had already started preparing for the future, gave Meiguo a heads-up about going to kindergarten.
Meiguo put down the toy in her hand and tilted her head to look at him brightly: "Brother Feng, if I go to the Goose Garden, can I help you share a lot of small troubles?"
Feng Ci: “That’s right.”
"I knew you needed me." Berry shook her little head from side to side. "You don't have to write every day from now on. I can help you write."
"What?" Feng Ci shifted his gaze from the windowsill back to the child.
Meiguo straightened her chest and said confidently, "I told you I can protect you and help you write in the future."
...Puff.
Feng Ci almost laughed out loud: "You, a kindergarten graduate, are writing for me. What are you writing? One, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain to fight the tiger?"
"The difference between our diplomas and schools is as big as the Mariana Trench."
Berry: "What is Jiligulugou?"
Feng Ci said nothing.
Berry realized something was wrong and her eyes widened. "Aren't I going to your gosling garden?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Feng Ciqu flicked her cheek with his finger. "I'm in high school. Do you know what high school is? At your age now, you still have to wait at least another twelve years."
When Meiguo heard this, she felt terribly deceived and angrily shook off his hand: "Then I don't want to go to the gosling garden anymore."
"There are a lot of kids in the kindergarten. If you don't like playing with kids, you won't have anything to play with."
Berry's cheeks puffed up. "I only like children a little bit, and I like you the most as an adult, but you don't want me."
"You're wronging me again." Feng Ci was a little happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. "Old friends have things to do. It's not that they don't want you. You can't be unreasonable."
Berry hugged his legs and grinned, "You can go to Gosling Park with me, and when I grow up I'll go to high... high school with you."
Feng Ci pushed her away: "Impossible, just go to your kindergarten and I'll go to high school."
Berry was completely furious. She twisted her butt and turned her head towards him: "You have changed."
"You didn't like studying before." The little guy muttered dejectedly, "You really love studying now."
“…”
What a special compliment.
Meiguo let out a loud sigh, ran to the balcony, picked up Xiuxiu, who was basking in the sun, and went back to the room with a thud.
Swoosh: ? ?
Why did you hug me when you were arguing?
*
There is no lunch break in the third year of high school. Feng Ci came back from the cafeteria and was just about to play a game to relax when a piece of news popped up.
Shocking! A woman in City A had her long hair caught in a bus door and was dragged for hundreds of meters...
Feng Ci's eyelids twitched, and when he wanted to withdraw his finger, it had already been pressed in. The bloody scene made his breathing stop and his heart beat rapidly.
The image of Meiguo's beautiful long seaweed-like hair could not help but appear in his mind. Feng Ci's face was stiff. He forcibly interrupted the association and entered the game to divert his attention.
Some things, the more you try to forget them, the easier it is to remember them.
Feng Ci was restless the whole afternoon, and when he got home and saw Meiguo, his uneasiness became even stronger. He tossed and turned in bed at night, and the magic potion lost its effect on him for the first time.
The next day, Feng Ci, with dark circles under his eyes, took the initiative to reconcile with Meiguo, and kept saying nice things to her.
"Berry, I'll take you to the barber shop to get your hair cut short. That way you don't have to tie it up every day, and you won't have to spend so much time blow-drying your hair after washing it."
"No." Feng Ci felt like he was walking into a trap after not coaxing the chubby boy yesterday. "No."
"Will the whole family eat the chicks?"
"eat."
"Haircut?"
Berry: "Bye."
Feng Ci scratched his head, sat down on the ground, and said, "You give me a condition. What should I ask for in exchange for cutting my hair?"
Berry stole a glance at him, pretending not to care as her feet kicked around on the ground: "I don't want to go to the gosling garden."
"OK."
Feng Ci agreed readily, and Meiguo looked up in disbelief.
I always feel something is weird.
There is still more than half a year before kindergarten starts. Feng Ci has plenty of opportunities and means to make her child go to kindergarten willingly and there is no need to rush.
In order to avoid any more trouble, Feng Ci struck while the iron was hot and sent the child to Tony, whom he knew well, on the same day. Tony was understanding and reassuring, and the haircut effect was exactly what he expected.
Berry's waist-length hair was cut off, and she got a super energetic Japanese-style bob. Tony also tied a small bun on top of her head. When Berry moved, the bun swayed like a foxtail grass.
Feng Ci had discussed the hairstyle choice with Meiguo in advance. Seeing that she didn't say anything and was just staring at herself in the mirror, Feng Ci quickly went over the plan to coax the baby in his mind.
"Berry, if you don't like this hairstyle—"
Hush, Berry raised a finger, turned around and whispered:
"Brother Feng, I have sprouted. I am now a small bud. Please speak softly."
After coming out of the barber shop, Meiguo stopped jumping around and raised her hands above her head to protect them carefully, for fear of damaging the little bud.
Feng Ci looked at her amused and advised, "Berry, put your hand down. The bud won't collapse."
At first, the child was stubborn and refused to listen, insisting on being protected all the way. Feng Ci did not interfere and let her go. After a few minutes, he saw that the child had her hands obediently in her pockets.
"Aren't you supposed to protect Xiaoya?" Feng Ci asked cheekily, "Why did you let it go?"
Berry gave him a lazy sidelong glance, even though he knew the answer. "I'm going to close my ears unless you say something I like to hear."
Feng Ci pretended to be unhappy and shook her chubby little chin, "How dare you think I'm nagging."
Berry stuck out her butt and said, "Then just beat me to death."
*
They had heard a long time ago that Feng Ci's family had hired a nanny who could cook. Fang Chengxuan and Jiang Hao had never tasted the food, but they couldn't help but hear Zhang Mai nagging them all day long, praising Aunt Luo's food to the heavens, which aroused the curiosity of the two people who had little interest at first.
On weekend nights, Aunt Luo cooked a large table of dishes to entertain guests and left work early to leave the space for the young people.
Fang Chengxuan has the best academic performance among the students and ranks in the upper middle level in the class. As the college entrance examination approaches, his family's control over him becomes increasingly strict, and he is under tremendous pressure.
After two drinks, he covered his head and complained, "My parents insisted that I apply to C University, saying that C University has talented finance majors, but I don't want to study finance at all. I'm not cut out for it. Besides, the admission score for C University was so high last year. How could I get in?"
Having parents who want their children to be successful is a nightmare for their children.
Jiang Hao and Zhang Mai were tied for second to last and had long lost hope in their studies.
Jiang Hao asked casually: "What do you think?"
"I want to take the normal school exam!"
"I've checked, and the admission score for Yandu Normal University is relatively low. If I try hard, I have a 70% chance of getting admitted."
Jiang Hao was shocked. When did this guy hide his lofty ideal of teaching and educating people?
"What, eating at university?"
A few people turned around, and Meiguo sat next to Fang Chengxuan, like a cat seeing a fish, with her big eyes shining frighteningly.
“Where is the dining university?”
The little Ultraman raised his hand: "How much do you want to eat? Brother Xiao Fang, please let me help you."
Several young men burst into laughter, and all their sorrows and melancholy disappeared without a trace at this moment. Among them, Fang Chengxuan laughed the loudest.
Feng Ci stood up and plucked the berries back from Chao Jue Kong Er: "Mind your own business and eat your meal."
*
Early on the weekend morning, Berry was awakened by a burst of crying that rose and fell in volume.
Brother Feng brought other children home to play. The sleepy little fat boy suddenly woke up and ran out barefoot.
"Who is it?" Berry, who acted like a master, said fiercely.
Suddenly her expression changed, her mouth was half open, her eyes were wide open, and her little partner Xiu Xiu was crying and being swept on the floor by Aunt Luo with her head held down.
Oh, it was the yogurt cake. It turned out that the crying sound she heard was made by a soothing sound.
Meiguo held out Erkang's hand: "Swish!"
Hearing the little witch's call, the cowardly little stick cried even louder.
As a magic broom, it had never suffered such hardship or grievance. Its fluffy and clean whiskers were covered with dust. One could imagine how dirty and miserable it looked without even looking at it.
It's not pretty anymore.
Xiuxiu's broom needs to be washed every three days. It uses the same hair care oil as Fengci. Meiguo sometimes sprays the juice of the Qiqi flower on it to make its hair smooth and fragrant.
"This broom is light and large, and very convenient to use." Aunt Luo said with a smile, "Look, Mr. Xiaofeng, sweeping the floor with it is cleaner than with a robot vacuum."
This is true, Feng Ci nodded.
"Xiu Xiu is not a broom for sweeping the floor, it is a magic broom. It is my good friend."
Feng Ci came out of the bathroom after hearing the noise, but did not stop Meiguo from talking. Anyone who has raised a child knows that children always have some wild ideas. Every day they are either talking nonsense or on their way to talking nonsense. No adult will believe their nonsense.
Aunt Luo is indeed a well-trained professional nanny and she handled the situation with ease.
"Guoguo, did you come up with the name Xiu Xiu? It sounds really nice."
"Yeah, I chose it." Berry's attention wandered off. "I'm really good at naming things."
Aunt Luo has seen children naming cockroaches and ants. Some even go so far as to name their own poop to say goodbye to it before it is flushed away.
Berry named a broom and became friends with it, which seemed to her to be the most normal thing.
Aunt Luo wasted no time sweeping the floor to finish up, while Wen smiled and continued, "Who else did you name?"
"At home, I have a pot of morning glory called Baba and a rose called Xiaohong. I planted them and named them both."
"Berry is such a genius at naming things." Aunt Luo finished cleaning, picked up the broom, shook it, and handed it back to her. "Look, Xiu Xiu did a good thing today and cleaned the house very well. I can give it a Golden Broom Award."
Golden Broom Award, what a great name.
Meiguo listened to Aunt Luo's advice. She carried the silently crying Xiuxiu back to the room and patted her gently to comfort her.
Xiu Xiu was very sad. Ever since the human who could cook came, it could not move freely during the day and had to disguise itself as an ordinary clumsy broom.
Today, it was swept by humans like a stupid broom, and it was so angry that it became autistic. Once it happens, it will happen again. Instead of being bullied by humans, it might as well end its own life.
Light magic power slowly flowed into Berry's body, and the little witch, who noticed the abnormality, panicked instantly.
"Shush, shush, don't go."
There was a trembling sob in Berry's voice.
Feng Ci, who had followed him worriedly, immediately stepped forward and asked, "What happened to Gun'er?"
Berry's face turned pale: "It's going to die."
...?
Just because you swept the floor?
Feng Ci pieced together the complete meaning from Meiguo's fragmented sentences. This unassuming stick had an incredibly powerful arrogance.
It was so angry about what had just happened that it activated its self-destruct mechanism.
Why are Western instruments so crude and pretentious? If they were placed among Eastern instruments, they would definitely be severely despised and beaten. They would not even be light enough to be used as firewood sticks. What kind of thing is this?
Feng Ci: "Can't it transform into something else? Like a pen, a table? If it had transformed earlier, this wouldn't have happened."
"It's my fault. I don't have enough magic power." Berry sniffed and spoke intermittently, "If I were more diligent and not lazy..."
Feng Ci understood: "Not enough magic power, you need an energy gem, right?"
"Well, a lot more."
The little witch shed tears of poverty, and little golden beans fell down without any cost. Feng Ci felt upset and uncomfortable because of her crying.
He frowned and looked up at the scenery out the window, but seemed to be looking at something else through the scenery.
There are many sealed jewels in the old house's safe. A few sets of them can be used to buy a courtyard house in City A, which is worth dozens of blocks more than his diamond watch. Its power will naturally double, and maybe it can save Gun'er.
But he hasn't been back for more than three years, and those jewels belong to his mother, Qiao Tong.
He gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "Stop howling, I have the gem."
Berry paused, wiping away a small tear: "Really?"
"Yeah, wait for me."
As soon as the words fell, one man and one stick revived with full health on the spot: "Okay, okay, we'll wait for you at home."
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