Bi Tie had just come out of the bathroom, shaking the water off his hands. He was about to ask Goudan a few words, but his granddaughter held the stroller with one hand and pointed at his feet with her chubby index finger. Suddenly, she let out a scream. The whole family looked over and Liang Yinqiu rushed into the house with a shovel. They all thought the child had bumped into something.
Bi Tiegang was so embarrassed that he simply stood barefoot on the floor, took off his slippers and picked up the paper airplane.
Xiaoxi's wow stopped. She was trying to confirm. When she saw clearly that the plane was really crushed, it was over. The child felt that the sadness of devastating destruction was surging over her. She was so sad that she screamed:
"Dad! Wow!"
There was a lot of noise downstairs just now, and Chu Yifeng upstairs became more and more angry as he listened, and he didn't want to go downstairs.
What was his mood? The more Bi Yue spoke to everyone normally, with a hint of laughter in her voice, and even went roller skating without a care in the world, the angrier he became.
I just feel that there is nothing wrong with him, and now I don't take his anger seriously at all.
As a result, Xiaoxi's scream scared her father so much that his legs went weak immediately, and he thought that the child had bumped into the coffee table, cabinet or chair.
"Hey? Here, here."
Before the man ran downstairs, the steady voice reached the living room.
Bi Yue had already picked up her daughter, but the little girl had no conscience. When her mother held her, she would run away. When her aunt wanted to hold her, she would fight back, tears streaming down her face, and it was hard to tell who was who. Then she would stretch out her two little arms towards the stairs, asking for her father.
Chu Yifeng took his daughter and patted her head and kissed her face: "It's okay, it's okay, Xiaoxi, listen to Dad, grandpa didn't mean it. Dad will make ten or eight more for you to play with your brother."
Bi Yue blushed slightly. What happened to the little girl? She was crying like crazy. The atmosphere was nice, but her crying made her father feel awkward.
She came forward with a tissue, wiped her daughter's nose and tears, and scolded her daughter:
"What's the big deal? If you cry again, mom will be angry. Hold it in."
Chu Yifeng glanced at his wife standing beside his shoulder and retorted:
"A child's world is all about eating, drinking and playing. It's no big deal if they mess up while playing. Can they control themselves? You'll cry even if she steals your money."
One was scolded, the other talked back, and the father and son simultaneously gave Bi Yue a sideways look, tilting their heads to look to the side.
"You're still helping?" Bi Yue adhered to the principle of rather killing the innocent than letting anyone go. He tilted his head and looked that way, so he could avoid it? He then changed his tone and scolded Chu Yifeng:
"You've obviously spoiled her. She's barely grown up, but she's already got the nerve to throw a tantrum and find you first. You deserve a beating."
Chu Yifeng: You're the one who deserves a beating. There's a lot of people at home today, so let's eat first. You can wait until tonight. He advised himself.
Bi Tiegang shouted, "Xiaoxi, look, Grandpa has fixed it for you. Fly, fly, do you think it flies?"
Chu Hongtian's loud voice just happened to be heard in the room: "What's going on?" He changed his shoes, put down his briefcase, and took off his military cap, and immediately said:
"Hey, Tielin."
"Brother Chu."
The two were shaking hands and talking when the little dragon figure somehow managed to get in on the conversation. The little figure wasn't even as tall as Grandpa's knees, trying to show his presence by pulling on Chu Hongtian's pants: "Ah, ah, ah."
"Ah, calling grandpa. My eldest grandson is so well behaved."
Chu Hongtian and Bi Tielin were still holding hands. The little dragon tilted his head to look at his sister, and continued to pull at his trouser legs stubbornly, motioning for his grandfather to look as well, and continued chatting:
"Ahhhh, ahhh."
"Oh, sister is crying? Did you do that?"
"No, no, no."
Less than twelve months old, a magical conversation.
Bi Yue didn't have time to teach the father and son a lesson, so she quickly went over to hug her son who was causing the trouble.
…
When Chu Hongtian arrived home, the whole family's situation entered the next stage.
Who is present in General Chu's study? It should be said that those who don't understand are all downstairs.
This time Bi Yue will be the speaker.
This was also the first time she talked about the whole process in great detail in front of others, and she would not tell anyone else what she said today.
All those present and listening looked serious as if they were discussing the biggest event between the two families.
The more serious the expressions of the people upstairs are at this moment, the more careless the people downstairs who are not participating seem.
Chu Ci and Gou Dan, two little boys, were coaxing the two younger ones.
Aunt Liu was serving dishes one after another.
Old Mrs. Chu leaned on her crutches and waved at Liu Yafang.
Liu Yafang had come to her senses this time and decided to stop interfering from now on. She was ashamed when she recalled her past actions.
Each time she bought land, each time this happened, although she didn't say it out loud, she was deeply aware in her heart: as a parent, if you have no skills but care too much, you will not only fail to help your children, but will also easily hinder them.
Look at the fight over buying land.
Look at this time, my daughter and son left for several months and didn't dare to call home.
Old Madam Chu chatted with Liu Yafang, laughing, "We don't care about that. We just follow Yue girl and enjoy the good life. Those people upstairs have the most capable lives but the most miserable ones. We mother and daughter are what you call a blessed life."
Liu Yafang nodded: "That's right."
Mrs. Chu suddenly remembered something and said with disdain:
"Tsk. Besides, any random guesswork is no match for a fortune teller. Thinking back to that incident makes me feel nauseous. I want to point fingers at everyone and ask them how their feudal superstitions could be so true!"
Liu Yafang was puzzled.
Well, the old lady began to talk endlessly about the past that now seemed the most intelligent. After all, the facts were right in front of her, right? They were more eloquent than words:
"...from the Northeast, amazing. The girl's family is from the countryside, and marrying into the Chu family is a great success.
You're so godly!
I'm suffering for my grandson.
No one appreciated my kindness and even criticized me, but I endured it.
My niece, you are being unreasonable. My family doesn’t understand, and I am frightened when a high-ranking official wants to talk to me.
…
Today, the Chu family's dining table was moved into the living room. The children were shouting and the adults were laughing, and it was very lively for a while.
Everyone was seated and about to eat when something unexpected happened.
The phone in Chu Yiqing's black leather bag rang.
After Chu Yiqing opened her briefcase, she took out a black object as big as a brick and put it to her ear: "Hello."
It’s over. No one listened to General Chu’s speech before the meal. Everyone was talking about what it was.
Only Bi Yue knew: Big mobile phone. In the 1990s Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas, the big brothers of Black Society all had those.
She looked back at Chu Yiqing who was answering the phone and pulling the wires while taking advantage of the break. Bi Yue couldn't help laughing:
Chu Yiqing seems to have quite a few connections. It's only 1988, and there aren't many people like him in mainland China. Where did he get them?
She was also curious about whether there was a SIM card inside, and whether the phone number was like that in later generations. There was no need to ask about the signal. Just move the mobile phone and shout at the top of your voice. Tell me, is it strong?
Wang Jianan explained to everyone that his wife is awesome.
"Dad, uncle, aunt, that's the phone number. Oh, mom, write it down so you can find her anytime in the future without having to call the office."
Bi Tielin asked: "How much is the phone call?"
"One dollar a minute, roaming is extra."
Liu Yafang quickly tilted her head and made a clicking sound towards Bi Yuezhi.
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