Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

After hanging up the phone, the young man's face was bright with sunshine.

When he saw the soft and cute baby squatting at his feet, the young man raised his eyes, "Qiqi, uncle will take you to dig river sand after breakfast!"

"Dig river sand? Go to the river? Yanxi, I'll go too!" Hongmao ran out of the kitchen, holding a half-eaten sweet potato in his hand.

Seeing her, Yanxi let out an ah, raised her chin slightly, and acted casually, "We said last night that we were going to dye our hair green? I'm sorry, I might not be able to dye it anymore. My dad Gunter—called me The phone call, specifically told me not to dye my hair green, it’s always annoying. I won’t dye it first, so that he won’t call and nag me.”

The corner of Dong Wangshu's mouth twitched.

Is it necessary to emphasize the words "specially" and "specially"?

Isn't it just your dad who called you? As for being so embarrassing, it seems like no one has a dad.

No, everyone has a father, but Yan Xi's father is Yan Huai!

Big boss in Kyoto, oh my god!

She can still be so close to Boss Yan in her lifetime!

Dong Wangshu ran up to Yanxi, his eyes sparkled, "Your dad must be very busy, right? How could he still find time to take care of such trivial things as your hair dyeing? My dad doesn't even bother to talk to me! Your dad is usually strict Serious? Are you different from other old men at home? What else did he tell you?"

"What an old man, my father is not old at all, he looks like he is in his forties, he is young! And my mother is younger, I walked out with her, everyone said that was my sister." Yan Xi snorted , I happened to see a sick man with a piece of clothes flashing across the kitchen, and immediately raised his voice, "But my dad is really busy, and he often has to work when he comes home, so he basically doesn't have time to take care of things at home, just The phone call just now was made during the busy schedule before going to work. If you don’t believe me, ask Fu Yanchi, my dad never calls him."

A lazy answer floated from the kitchen, "Yes, I haven't called."

Yan Xi's face shone like two suns.

This wave, him! win! up!

The old man, Zhang Xifeng and the others in the kitchen looked at the young man's straightforward expression, and laughed secretly.

At this time, Qi Qi was already sitting under the eaves of the hall, asking her mother to comb her hair.

"Mom, is grandpa really that busy?"

Song Yueliang hummed, "Grandpa has a company that is much, much bigger than mom's, and it supports hundreds of thousands of workers from all over the country. It takes two or three hours just to listen to phone reports and command dispatches every day." Hours, in addition to these, there are many other affairs, interpersonal communication, etc., which are very busy. And grandpa can't stop, let alone pick things up at will, even if he is sick, he has to work while sick, otherwise there will be a little trouble. There are a lot of people without food ... your grandpa was a great man."

"Grandpa is so busy, so I call grandpa every day, doesn't it make grandpa even busier?"

"It's different. Grandpa is busy with the company. It's business. Grandpa's phone call with Qiqi is a family matter. Business will make grandpa tired, but talking with Qiqi on the phone can relieve grandpa's fatigue."

"why?"

"Because grandpa loves you."

Wa'er pursed her lips and rolled her eyes with a smile, "Mom, I love grandpa too."

Song Yueliang curved her lips, her face was bright and her smile was gentle.

Tie the red head flower to the little pull, leaned over and kissed her daughter's little cheek, "Okay, the baby is the little red head flower princess today."

"Then the baby wants to be the little pearl princess tomorrow, is that okay?"

"Of course, mom will tie you up tomorrow."

On the other side, Yanxi fell silent unknowingly, and took a deep look at Song Yueliang.

He knew that the man was busy, since he was young, he had complained and angered countless times that the man didn't care about the house.

But he didn't know that in the eyes of outsiders, his father... was a very remarkable person.

Hearing this sentence with his own ears, he felt very proud.

"Uncle, I'll go have breakfast right away, and I'll accompany you to dig river sand after dinner, Qiqi is free today!"

Wa'er's loud shout brought Yan Xi back to his thoughts, and he raised his chin, "Eat well, uncle doesn't take idlers, and the little red-headed princess also needs to help with work."

"okay!"

"Fu Yanchi, are you going?"

"I'm a civilized person. I don't want to do the work of pulling up my trouser legs and showing off my shoulders. You can go."

Yanxi, "..." Grass.

This bastard, after going to the hospital so many times, why didn't his mouth be cured!

Qi Qi ate boiled sweet potatoes, hid behind the stove door and ate and laughed, but she didn't dare to laugh too loudly.

Dad is always angry with uncle, good or bad.

"Uncle is a bit stupid. He doesn't know how to find helpers. If he asks mom for help, dad won't dare to say anything." Wa'er snickered and muttered.

The volume is not small.

Everyone in the kitchen could hear it.

Fu Yanchi handed the peeled sweet potatoes to her daughter, and said in a low voice, "Qiqi, Dad is dear."

"Uncle is dear too."

"Then if Dad fights with Uncle, who do you help?"

"You can't beat uncle."

"..."

Who in the kitchen gave a snort first, followed by non-stop grinning.

Uncle Gui slurped back the sweet potato meat that was almost sprayed out, and swallowed it down: Mr. Fu deserves it.

In November in the south, the temperature is already as cold as winter.

The water in the river at the entrance of the village is already very cold, and if you put your hands down for a while, you will get goosebumps from the cold.

Yanxi carried a wooden bucket with a shovel, took Qiqi and Dong Wangshu who insisted on coming, avoided the washing place by the river, found a shallow water, and started shoveling river sand into the bucket.

In order to get this thing, he specially put on ugly tall black water boots.

A young man who has never done rough work imagines that shoveling a bucket of river sand is a very simple matter.

I didn't expect it to be so difficult when it was actually done.

"Uncle, you have to stand down a bit. How do you shovel on the bank? You have to keep your waist low on the bank. If you are not careful, you will fall into the river."

"Wrong shovel, this is river mud, not river sand."

"Oh, don't think about the waterweed, it's so slippery-oh, look, the water is all in the boots."

"I should call Brother Goudan and Brother Huazi. They are very good at digging river sand, and they can fill a bucket in a while."

"Uncle, come up, Qiqi shovels the sand, and you can help carry the bucket."

Yan Xi's face was livid, and she would never admit that she was so useless, "Qiqi, why don't you practice calligraphy with a notebook? Uncle Qian is out!"

As soon as the words fell, the big and small squatting by the river looked at him together, their eyes were dark and they didn't speak.

Yanxi, "..."

With embarrassment, the sound of a bicycle chain turning came from far and near.

Qi Qi turned her head to look, and saw a bicycle approaching quickly on the road. The person riding the bicycle was Chen Erbo, and there was another person on the back seat of the bicycle.

It was the village chief's grandfather, his face was very pale, and there was a very striking bruise on his forehead.