Chapter 39 39 Berry: “Suck suck suck suck~”
Taking advantage of the good weather, Qiao Tong took out the autumn and winter clothes to dry in the sun, along with pillows, quilts, and Meiguo's favorite plush toys.
The balcony was very spacious. Qiao Tong was busy going in and out with clothes and quilts in her arms. Meiguo was sitting on a small stool, holding two big cherries in her hands and eating them while her head was nodding as she ate.
So sweet.
"Baby, it's time for lunch. Eat less cherries, or you'll feel bloated."
"Okay, Mom."
Berry quickly stuffed two large cherries into his mouth, chewed them, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, stood up and ran over:
"Mom, let me help."
Now that Qiao Tong is a Barbie doll, she doesn’t feel any housework is heavy or tiring.
She smiled and patted her daughter's head: "Baby, do you have any clothes that need to be dried? Take them out and let Mommy dry them."
Meiguo thought for two seconds, then ran into the room and out again, with a long skirt in her arms: "Mom, I want to dry this."
Qiao Tong took a quick look and saw that it was a dark green cheongsam with gold weaving, which was obviously not a child's skirt, and she didn't have such a skirt.
Qiao Tong took it from Meiguo and shook it off. The moment she saw it clearly, she was stunned.
Is it a coincidence?
She almost immediately lowered her head and searched for something in her cheongsam. Soon she found a small line of words on the inside of her shoulder: Valeria Brice.
Qiao Tong's pupils suddenly shrank, and she repeatedly stroked the line of small words in disbelief. It was her name, and it was definitely her handwriting.
"Mother?"
Meiguo shook the corner of Qiao Tong's clothes.
Qiao Tong came to his senses and immediately squatted down. He gently grasped the child's shoulders and asked anxiously, "Guoguo, where did you find this skirt? Why do you have this skirt?"
Berry: "My grandma gave me this. It's her skirt."
This skirt belonged to Abebe when Meiguo was two years old. At that time, her grandmother couldn't always keep Meiguo by her side, so she covered her with the skirt that was stained with her scent. From then on, as long as Meiguo had the skirt, she would play by herself.
After she turned three, Grandma Witch began to intentionally guide Berry to reduce her dependence on her, including her dependence on the skirt. Now Berry doesn't need to hold Grandma's skirt to sleep, but she still regards it as the most precious thing.
"Grandma?" Qiao Tong's expression gradually lost control. "She's the grandma who has always taken care of you in the magical world, right?"
"Yes." Berry didn't understand why her mother asked again. Didn't she say it already?
"Mom, grandma is grandma, grandma is grandma, don't forget it again."
Qiao Tong suddenly realized that her daughter had told her a long time ago, but she just didn't take it to heart.
Qiao Tong couldn't process the sudden news alone, so she immediately called her husband Feng Chen, who rushed back without saying a word.
Feng Chen, who suffered from PTSD due to his wife's crying, was restless all the way, fearing that his wife's health would have problems again.
"Achen, my mother is not dead, she went to the magical world!"
"I, I won't admit my mistake."
"My mother was wearing this cheongsam when she disappeared." Qiao Tong held the dress in her hands, crying and laughing at the same time. "She made every cheongsam herself, and her name was embroidered inside each one."
She opened the photo album and showed it to Feng Chen. She excitedly pointed to a photo of her mother when she was young and said, "Look, it's this dress. Isn't it exactly the same?"
Qiao Tong's mother is named Valeria, a French tailor who lived in France until she was eighteen years old.
Later, by chance, she met Qiao Dingshan, a businessman who was on a business trip to France. They fell in love at first sight and got married naturally. A year later, Valeria followed Qiao Dingshan back to China and fell in love with the cheongsam, which has a strong oriental beauty.
Valeria became an apprentice of an old tailor who specialized in making cheongsams and followed him all day long. This dark green cheongsam was the first one she made for herself.
It was under the influence of her mother that Qiao Tong embarked on the path of becoming a fashion designer.
"For all these years I thought my mother disappeared because my father killed her. It turns out she is not dead, she is alive and well in another world."
That's enough.
Leaving a man who was unfaithful in marriage was a relief for Valeria, and knowing that her mother had not met with any accident and that there was no outcome for Qiao Tong was even better.
Years of questions and worries finally had answers, and Qiao Tong felt relieved.
Feng Chen: "So, it was Mom who was there to take care of Guoguo for us, and then she returned Guoguo to us in good health."
The shock in Feng Chen's heart could not be described in words. Even though he was wealthy and seemed successful and great in the eyes of others, without these external halos, he was just an ordinary person.
He could not understand the arrangement of fate and could only accept it with pleasure, but no matter what the arrangement was, the current result was undoubtedly good.
It’s hard to say whether this is a coincidence or not, but Feng Chen feels that Valeria must have recognized Guoguo, so she has always kept Guoguo by her side and taken good care of her.
Qiao Tong's longing and concern for her mother, and her mother's longing and concern for her, are all reflected in Guoguo.
Guoguo is her mother's response to her.
In Qiao Tong's moist and hazy vision, she seemed to see her mother coming from another world. She was still wearing her favorite cheongsam. Her face looked much older, but still elegant and beautiful.
She ruffled her hair with her warm and soft fingertips, kissed her between the eyebrows, and finally waved goodbye, disappearing like smoke.
*
Ever since he raised Meiguo's pocket money to twenty dollars a week, the kids around him nicknamed him "God of Wealth."
At first Feng Ci was very confused, but later he learned that Meiguo had been telling everyone that her brother was very rich. When asked how much, she replied, "My brother can give me twenty yuan at a time!"
Kids with only five dollars a day: OVO
That's really powerful.
If Meiguo cut off the top and the bottom, others would think that her pocket money was 20 yuan a day, and with how greedy she was, she would probably spend all the 20 yuan soon.
Feng Ci thought that when others found out that she was a fake rich woman, he, the God of Wealth, would also have to step down.
Feng Ci's plan was to give Meiguo twenty dollars a week, but he didn't expect that until the end of the month, Meiguo didn't ask him for pocket money.
This is too abnormal. Even if it's one dollar a day, it should be all spent.
The park is most lively in the evening. The sun is about to set in the sky, and the light is neither dazzling nor dim. Feng Ci likes to choose this time to accompany Meiguo downstairs to play.
Meiguo carried her new toys to the sandbox. Before her friends gathered around, Feng Ci squatted next to her and asked casually:
"Guoguo, haven't you spent all the pocket money your brother gave you?"
"No." Berry lowered her head and unpacked the pretend play toys her father bought for her. She couldn't wait to use the mold to make a hamburger.
Feng Ci: "I haven't been greedy lately, so haven't you bought anything to eat?"
"I bought a spicy Han Baba." Berry's mouth watered as fond memories were brought back. "Han Baba is better than Han Bao Bao."
It seems that the child didn't treat her badly. Is that twenty yuan really that expensive?
Feng Ci glanced at Meiguo, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did Brother Bai Ming secretly give you money to spend?"
"No, no."
Meiguo rolled her eyes at him and lectured him in a condescending manner, "Brother, Brother Bai Ming is very poor. We can't spend the poor king's money."
Feng Ci looked back speechlessly. She remembered this clearly.
Feng Ci stepped forward and said, "Then can you tell me why you haven't spent all your money yet?"
"Because the kids asked me to borrow money." In the blink of an eye, Meiguo made another steak. "Little Fatty didn't have any money, so I lent him one, and he promised to pay me back two."
…
Isn't this usury?
Feng Ci was stunned for two seconds, finding it unbelievable: "Did they all agree to your outrageous request?"
Meiguo made a feast for herself with her new toys, and looked up with a chuckle: "Because I still lend them toys to play with."
Although Meiguo's family doesn't give her much pocket money, the little one is dressed in branded clothes from head to toe, her toys cost no less than five figures, and the small shovel she uses to shovel sand is all LV.
Most people living in this community are well-off, but only a few are willing to buy toys worth tens of thousands of dollars for their children. Therefore, the high-end toys in Meiguo's hands have long been coveted by the little ones.
Meiguo happily opened her WeChat wallet and showed it to him: "I have twenty-five yuan now."
Feng Ci took a closer look and found that it was true. Not only could the little guy buy himself an eight-dollar spicy chicken burger, but he could also make a profit.
Feng Ci suddenly felt like a clown for trying so hard to instill a sense of money in his children.
Fortunately, he is her older brother, born more than ten years earlier than her, otherwise all his pocket money would have been swindled away by her.
He was really curious: "Are there no children who don't pay back the money?"
There are always one or two conspicuous ones in a group of good kids. When he was a child, he had seen those naughty kids who refused to pay back their debts and even turned the tables by saying that others owed them money.
Hearing the words "no money back", Meiguo clenched the shovel tightly and puffed up her face fiercely: "If you don't pay me back, I will scold him."
Fortunately, Feng Ci felt much more relieved now that he knew about the debt collection.
After a while, Berry's friends gathered one after another. Feng Ci quietly retreated to the side. He vaguely heard the children chatting.
"Guoguo, I'm here to pay you back."
"Two dollars, scan here." Meiguo skillfully clicked on the payment interface.
Ding, two yuan has been transferred to your WeChat account.
Little Leek rubbed his hands together and said, "Can I play with your new toy today?"
"Yeah, sure." Berry moved her butt to the side and made an invitation, "Let's play together."
Little Leek: "Great! I'll make an invincible tornado poop for my dad today!"
Meiguo was playing with the other kids, and Feng Ci was waiting there bored. He would check his phone and look at the kids for a while. When Qiao Tong sent him a message that dinner was ready, he immediately stood up and said:
"Guoguo, go home for dinner."
Berry immediately stood up, brushed the sand off her hands, quickly packed up her toys and said goodbye to her friends: "I'm going home to eat. Bye."
"Wipe your hands." Feng Ci tore open a wet wipe and handed it to Meiguo, taking her toy. "Let's go."
"Xiao Chengxin, stop jumping and come down quickly. We're going home!"
"Xiao Chengxin!!"
A parent in the trampoline area not far away shouted to his son.
It is common to see children having so much fun that they don’t want to go home. It is as normal as eating and drinking. However, some children are just too naughty and they keep going beyond their parents’ tolerance line.
Look, another parent is driven crazy by his child. The child got off the trampoline and ran to other entertainment activities.
Meiguo and her sister walked by slowly. Feng Ci looked at the parents who were shouting at the top of their lungs and the children running around like the wind, and suddenly felt that Meiguo was an angel baby. At least she never made him jump around.
"Suck, suck, suck~"
Feng Ci was stunned. Who was sucking? He looked down and saw Meiguo pouting her lips, sending out a universal signal to attract cats and dogs.
"What are you—"
"Woof woof woof!" The madly running boy suddenly changed direction and responded happily.
Then he ran towards Meiguo, who put her hands on her waist and said, "Ergou, come home quickly."
Boy: “Woof woof woof woof~”
Then he turned around and followed his parents back home.
This scene happened so fast that it was over before Feng Ci could figure out what had just happened?
Feng Ci looked down at Meiguo and asked with a strange expression, "Why did you just lick someone? And why did that kid listen to you so much?"
"Because he's my dog."
"?" Feng Ci was shocked. "What the hell is this?"
"Why is he your dog, then what are you?"
After hearing Meiguo's words, Feng Ci's mind was suddenly filled with all kinds of explosive information, and his head was buzzing.
"I am the master."
Feng Ci's eyebrows jumped. Seeing the child's relaxed expression, he tried his best to be patient and continued to ask:
"What does the master usually do?"
Berry: "Walking the dog, of course."
"Just walking the one we just saw?" Feng Ci pursed his lips. "Do you have a lot of dogs?"
Berry raised her hands and said with a little regret: "Brother, I only have two dogs, while others have four or five dogs."
What, does he want some comfort?
After all, Feng Ci is no longer old enough to play in the mud, and there is a five or six generation gap between him and today's children. Before understanding the situation, Feng Ci did not want to scold him harshly.
He speculated that being a dog might be a popular game among children today.
Feng Ci held his breath and continued to learn more, only to find that it was indeed the case.
"It's great to be a dog. You can run around and even transform yourself."
"Transfiguration?"
"Take human form."
Seal: "..."
Berry covered her mouth and giggled, her big eyes full of joy: "Brother, I now have a robot dog and a police dog."
“…That’s called a police dog.”
Feng Ci didn't know how to comment for a moment, so he just let them be.
In the world of children, dogs are just dogs, and they don’t have the filthiness that adults see in them. They envy the freedom of dogs, so no one thinks it’s shameful to be a puppy, and everyone is vying for the job.
"I'm tired." Berry walked around to her brother and opened her arms. "Hold me."
"We're almost home, just hold on a little longer."
Berry said: "Don't insist, hug me."
Feng Ci looked at the distance of only twenty meters from home, bent down and held the lazy boy in his arms, resting his chubby chin on his shoulder and sighing in his ear:
"Brother, I want to be a dog too, but they say I'm too short and can't run fast."
Feng Ci's jawline tightened, and he turned his head and said in a deep voice: "You are not allowed to be a dog. Be a good human being."
"Why?"
"Brother, let me tell you something. You can pick up sticks and play with them when you're a dog."
Feng Ci immediately had an image in his mind of Berry running around with a branch in his mouth.
No, no.
He would never allow it!
Feng Ci gritted his teeth and said, "Because a dog will always eat shit, you can't be a dog."
“…”
Berry's eyes widened, and the germaphobic child waved his hands repeatedly: "Then I'd better not be a dog. I can't eat it."
Berry's idea of becoming a dog was completely dispelled by her brother's words.
After returning home, Feng Ci talked to Qiao Tong about his sister's loan sharking. Qiao Tong smiled and took out his cell phone and played a video for him.
In the familiar little park, a three-headed little ball chased after a boy with a small loudspeaker, and the small loudspeaker repeatedly played a sentence:
"XXX doesn't pay back his debts, so don't play with him."
The soft and cute little voice coming from the speaker is obviously berry.
Her debt collection method shocked Feng Ci for ten thousand years. He was worried that Meiguo would suffer in silence, but he didn't expect that this child would tolerate anything as long as she didn't step into her minefield, but would immediately strike back hard if she did.
What is reassuring is that the children playing in the park are basically watched by their parents or babysitters. No matter how angry the little boy was, he did not dare to hit anyone and returned the money in shame.
But Feng Ci was still a little worried and felt that such behavior was a bit dangerous, so he told her not to use this method to collect debts in the future.
"But making money is hard." Meiguo puffed her cheeks. "If he doesn't pay me back, I won't be able to eat."
She has to pick twenty scarlet fruits in the forest to earn fifty star stones, and exchange fifty star stones for ten loaves of bread, so the little witch will be really angry if someone cheats her out of her money and doesn't return it.
She grew up in a backward and poor magical world, so how could she not understand that money is hard to come by.
For the first time, Feng Ci felt ashamed of his assumptions.
He said, "Then we can try another method to collect the debt. For example, we can complain to his parents, or refuse to lend him toys. We can start with something he cares about."
Berry nodded thoughtfully:
"I understand, brother."
The next day, Feng Ci received a video from Qiao Tong. In the video, Meiguo stood upright with her hands behind her back, her voice rising and falling:
"If you don't pay me back on time, you can't be a dog."
"Those who pay me back can be dogs first~"
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