In the Tang family garden, Xiao Qi ran around like a little butterfly, while Grandpa Tang took photos with a big smile on his face.
Xiaoqi saw a beautiful flower and carefully reached out to touch it.
This is a flower with three colors: pink, red, and yellow.
This is also Mr. Tang's favorite potted plant.
At that moment, when Grandpa Tang saw that Xiao Qi liked it, he picked it off without saying a word and put it in the little girl's hair as a flower.
Tang Shan breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the old man playing happily with Xiao Qi in the garden.
It seems that Grandpa really likes Xiaoqi.
I wish I had a cute little sister like that.
Han Fei drank a cup of Hong Kong-style coffee and thought that this product was worth studying and could be sold in mainland China.
When Xiaoqi got tired of playing, she ran over and jumped into her grandfather's arms, pointing to the tricolor peony in her hair and showing off: "Grandpa, look, isn't it pretty?"
"pretty."
"Is Xiaoqi prettier, or is Huahua prettier?"
"Xiao Qi is prettier."
"Giggle..." Xiao Qi laughed and fell into Han Fei's arms, like a boneless cat.
Grandpa Tang was incredibly envious and wanted to hold a sweet and soft great-granddaughter as well. He asked Tang Shan, "How much longer until my great-granddaughter is born?"
"It's still early, there are still seven months left."
As dusk approached, Han Fei was about to take Xiao Qi back. Grandpa Tang tried to persuade him to stay, but Han Fei still took Xiao Qi away.
After Xiaoqi left, Grandpa Tang returned to his lifeless state.
Tangshan was filled with worry: "What should I do? My grandfather is unwell again!"
Old Yang sighed: "Give the boss some time."
...
"Grandpa, Xiaoqi likes this flower."
"Wear it if you like it."
"But it will die."
“It will indeed wither if you pick it. If you’re a little slower, Lao Tang, I’ll bring the whole pot of flowers back to you.”
"Grandpa, is there any way to keep it alive...?"
"They won't survive if you pick them."
"I don't believe it!" Xiao Qi puffed out her cheeks, huffing and puffing, "I'm determined to keep it alive!"
Han Fei frowned as he met his granddaughter's stubborn gaze.
In the following days, Han Fei took Xiao Qi to and from get off work, which gave him more time to spend alone with her and made it easier for him to observe her every move.
Xiao Qi has indeed been working hard to keep the flower alive, and has even started researching some strange potions to soak the flower in.
When Han Fei saw the little girl squeezing her sweat into the basin, his brows furrowed even more.
It seems that Xiaoqi has also discovered that her own sweat is very different, and has begun to try to utilize her own sweat.
If Xiao Qi in the original story also had a unique fragrance, and her sweat had some special effects and abilities, would she also use this sweat?
On the seventh day, Xiaoqi's tricolor peony miraculously sprouted roots.
Xiaoqi planted it in the soil and was overjoyed.
Han Fei's expression grew increasingly solemn.
The current Xiao Qi is carefree, which is why she goes to great lengths to revive a flower. But what about the Xiao Qi in the original story? She has too much pain and sorrow. What would she do with her sweat?
"Grandpa, look, Huahua is alive!"
"Yes, Xiaoqi is very capable."
"Grandpa, can Xiaoqi put Huahua next to Leilei?"
The tree that the little girl called Lei Lei is the one struck by lightning, and it has now been reborn.
Han Fei nodded: "Put it wherever you like."
"Grandpa, my sweat is amazing!" Xiaoqi looked up, her eyes sparkling. "It's so magical; it can make the flowers and plants really powerful!"
Han Fei took Xiao Qi's hand, changing the subject and asking, "What cartoons does Xiao Qi like to watch?"
"I love watching really, really powerful warriors!"
"The company is going to make a few animated films. Would Xiaoqi be willing to be the first viewer?"
"Okay, okay!" Xiaoqi happily agreed.
Han Fei then handed her the toothpaste: "This is a strawberry-flavored toothpaste specially made for you. Try it and see if you like it?"
Xiaoqi exclaimed excitedly, "It's done so quickly! I want to try it!"
The little girl, who used to dislike brushing her teeth, is now very enthusiastic about it.
She's been scrolling for three minutes and is still scrolling.
I only stopped when my hand got tired.
"Grandpa, I want an electric toothbrush." The little girl pouted. She saw that the protagonist in the cartoon used an electric toothbrush, and she wanted one too.
"Your teeth are still too small and fragile. Electric toothbrushes can damage your teeth. Brushing by hand is safer."
"I don't want to brush by hand, it's too tiring."
"If you use an electric toothbrush for a long time, your teeth will become smaller and smaller, and they will become unsightly."
Upon hearing that she would look bad, the beauty-conscious Xiaoqi immediately waved her hands vigorously: "Then I'll just brush it by hand!"
How does the toothpaste taste?
"Delicious!" Xiao Qi exclaimed with a grin. "If I could eat it, I definitely would!"
The toothpaste issue couldn't keep locking the young girl up to and from get off work, so luckily Han Fei found another excuse: cartoons.
In order to be the first viewer of the animated film, the little girl continued to follow Han Fei to and from get off work.
...
On the day of the wedding in Tangshan.
Because Grandpa Tang liked Xiao Qi and visited her frequently, he also became familiar with Han Fei, so Han Fei felt embarrassed not to go.
On this day, Grandpa Tang sent a stretched Lincoln to pick up Han Fei's family.
They chose a weekend, and Han Chengshan and Han Rou were at home.
In this way, since the whole family was available, they all attended the wedding.
Half of Han Fei's table were from the Han family, and the other half were Old Master Tang's best brothers from his youth, all close friends who would stand up for each other.
"Who are you?" Old Zhang looked at Han Fei with a puzzled expression, trying to find some familiarity in his face, but he couldn't see any.
Some of them went overseas to develop their careers and hadn't seen each other for many years. Plus, everyone had gotten older, so it was true that they didn't recognize each other when they suddenly met.
They assumed that everyone at the table was a close friend from back then, so they thought Han Fei was one of them and wanted to identify him from his face as a familiar face from their youth.
"Isn't he one of our old brothers?"
"How come I've never seen it before?"
"But those seated at this table are all my brothers from back then!"
"Did he get plastic surgery?"
"That's possible. Look how tight his skin is; maybe he had a facelift!"
"Baldy? Who were the bald guys back then?"
"There were so many bald guys back then!"
"Back then, pompadours and bald heads were all the rage!"
"Are you Lao Xu?"
"Still Old Meng?"
"No, no, Lao Xu and Lao Meng both have bulbous noses."
Han Fei felt that if he didn't speak up, they would continue to speculate.
"I don't know you guys well; this is the first time we've met."
"ah?"
"Impossible, right?"
"Why would Boss Tang let an outsider sit at our table?"
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