My dad's life

In the end, Ning Yuting accepted the opinion of the old couple. Instead of making her wait with anticipation, waiting for the truth to get worse, it is better to tell her clearly now.

So she nodded and agreed with Old Charlie.

Old Charlie and his wife were also relieved. If Ning Yuting disagrees, they are really not good at making opinions and tell the little guy about Kevin.

"Mom..." The little guy quietly opened the door, walked out of the house, and looked at the three people in the yard with confusion.

Don't look at the small person, but the heart is extremely sensitive. She has some sense of something wrong, but she can't tell.

"Why don't you watch TV with grandpa and grandma." Ning Yuting hurriedly forced a smile.

"She didn't want to watch it." Grandma walked out behind her, did not watch for a while, and let the little guy ran into the yard.

"It's okay, in that case, let's go in together." Ning Yuting walked over and pulled the little guy back into the house.

Yaoyao turned around with some doubts and glanced at the grandparents who had just met behind her.

Seeing her looking back, grandparents immediately gave her a kind smile.

Grandma also squeezed her eyes mischievously, looking funny, Yaoyao giggled.

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The little guy thought that his mother was right, so he bought four cloisonne bracelets as gifts at the stall next to him.

The four colors are also different.

This kind of tourist souvenirs are colorful, the price is not high, ten yuan each, very suitable for children to play.

The little guy is going to give away one to Ai Cai, Yao Yao and Xiao Shan sister, and keep the rest for himself.

In addition, I bought a large bag of pebbles and carried them in a net bag. The price is also cheap. This large bag is only 30 yuan, which is just right for each child.

The smooth and round, colorful rain flower stones are much better than the pebbles on the back of their kindergarten, which is why the little guy bought it.

Although Lan Caiyi felt that giving a small stone to the other children, it was a bit unpleasant to say it out, but the little guy himself did not think.

I thought this gift was great, so I just followed her.

After buying the gifts, everyone returned along the same road, followed Jingshan Park into Beihai Park, and then returned to the father's house from Beihai Park.

I was with my mother in the morning, so I took most of the road by myself.

In the afternoon, there are many people who can hold her and carry her. Mothers have grandma when they are tired, grandma when they are tired, and grandpa when they are tired.

In the end, he fell asleep on his grandfather's back, carrying the two big skin-eaten duck legs she had left for his father.

The souvenirs bought were all held by other people. Only these two duck legs, she had to hold them all by herself. Everyone could touch them, and everyone could only follow her.

Lan Caiyi was afraid that Fang's father would be too tired, so she asked him to put the little guy down several times.

But Fang's father felt sorry for the little guy and he just carried the little guy back home all the way, making him out of breath, after all, he was old.

When he got home, the little guy was awakened by the two younger brothers, so Papa Fang put her down.

"I'm really old. If I were in the past, like Xinxin, I could carry twenty or thirty miles." Father Fang said, covering his waist.

"Do you still know that you are old? Do you still want to be strong?" Mother Fang gave him a blank look and helped him sit down.

Lan Caiyi hurriedly poured him a glass of water, and Father Fang drank it in one sigh, which gave him a long sigh of relief.

"Sister, what are you carrying?" Two little brothers, He Zihao and He Zixuan, saw the little guy coming back and immediately surrounded them.

The little guy immediately carried the plastic bag behind his back and said nervously, "This is for my father."

"It turned out to be two chicken drumsticks. Tsk, I don't want to eat it." He Zihao is taller than her, and even if the little guy is back, he can still see it.

"It's a big duck leg, not a big chicken leg." The little guy defended.

"I don't like eating anyway." He Zihao muttered.

Now that living conditions are better, who is short of this food?Many children even vomit.

"Yes, I don't like to eat chicken legs or duck legs." He Zixuan also said.

"Really?" the little guy asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's true, what's so delicious about duck legs?" He Zixuan said disdainfully.

"But the weather is so hot, you should put it in the refrigerator, or wait for your father to come back, it will be broken and can not eat." He Zihao is older and naturally knows more.

"Refrigerator?" The little guy scratched his little cheek and looked at the bag in his hand, a little puzzled.

"You come with me, I will help you put it in." He Zihao took the lead and walked into the house.

The little guy ran back into the house with them, just to see Dad Fang sitting there, sweating profusely and taking a break.

So he ran over and asked, "Grandpa, what's the matter with you?"

"Because Grandpa carried you back, I'm tired." Lan Caiyi said immediately next to her.

"It's okay, let's play with the brothers, I'll just take a rest." Father Fang waved his hand.

"Sister, come quickly." He Zihao shouted at this time.

He has opened the refrigerator.

This kind of large double-door refrigerator, the little guy may not be able to open it by himself.

Upon hearing this, the little guy turned and ran over.

What He Zihao opened was only the freezer room with a lot of vegetables in it, "You can put it here, and let your grandma warm up when your father comes back."

The little guy Yiyan put the bag in his hand.

At this time He Zixuan also ran over and opened the freezing room, "Grandma does popsicles, sister, do you want to eat it?"

"Psicle?" The little guy's eyes seemed to sparkle upon hearing this.

"Yes, grandma made it. It tastes good." He Zixuan pulled out a plastic box from the freezing room and inserted colorful plastic rods in it.

He Zixuan pulled out one, and there was a popsicle below. The old Xiajing popsicle was very famous and the method was not complicated.

The second aunt made some of it when she was idle at home, and put it in the refrigerator for the children to eat, at least it was much cleaner than the one bought outside.

In addition to the white ice that is not added above, there are red beans and mung beans.

The little guy picked a red bean.

Just about to plug in the entrance, I saw Father Fang sitting there, so he ran over and handed the popsicle to Father Fang and said, "Grandpa, you eat it, it won't be hot after you eat it."

"Grandpa won't eat, you are..."

Father Fang hadn’t finished speaking, the little guy had already put the popsicle into his mouth, took a sip, and then asked in confusion: "Grandpa, what did you say?"

Father Fang: "..."

"Go and eat yours, but you can only eat one, not too much." Lan Caiyi drove her away with embarrassment.

Everyone in the room laughed.

Then the three little guys sat side by side on the threshold stone at the gate, eating popsicles. He took a bite, and I took a bite.

He is louder than my voice, and I will be louder than his voice.

Haha, it's really a group of happy little guys!