My dad's life

After my grandfather came back from his grave, the days passed without a few days.

Fangyuan came back from get off work that day, and unexpectedly found that Little Pig had not come out.

Fang Yuan couldn't help but feel a little strange. As long as he heard a little movement, the little guy jumped out like a coyote, and then fell into his arms.

He also enjoys this feeling, but what about his "Coyote" today?

The Lan Caiyi who followed was also very surprised.

Did the little guy go out with grandparents?

But when I entered the room, I saw a little snail crawling forward in the living room.

"I crawl, I crawl, I crawl hard..."

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It turned out that the little guy was wearing a snail-shaped dress.

Wearing a small hat on his head, there are two long small tentacles on the hat.

He carried a backpack shaped like a snail shell on his back.

The upper body is yellow short-sleeved shirt, the lower body is green lantern shorts, and there is a pair of green shoes on the feet.

She pouted her ass, crawling around like a snail on the ground.

Fang Yuan remembered what the teacher said about the performance of the Children's Day program last time.

But he asked deliberately, "Xinxin, what are you doing?"

"I'm not Xinxin."

"Then what are you?"

"I am a little snail."

"Well, so little snail, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to pick grapes."

As the little guy said, he finally wriggled to Fang Yuan, and then followed his legs, pulling his pants and climbing up.

Fang Yuan hurriedly supported her waistband with her hands to prevent her from being pulled off.

"Are you wearing so much hot or not?" Fang Yuan asked.

Now that summer has entered, the weather has become even hotter. Although there is air-conditioning at home, wearing such a thick set of clothes will definitely still make you uncomfortable.

"Who said no, but she has to wear it, what can we do?" Father Fang walked in from the yard.

"disobedient."

Fang Yuan looked down at the little guy, and reached out to touch the nape of her neck, she was really sweaty.

The little guy swayed, trying to get rid of his father's hand.

"Take it off anyway."

"No, I want to rehearse the show. The teacher said that we should practice well when we go home." The little guy turned and ran.

But Fang Yuan grabbed the snail shell on her back.

"You don't have to wear costumes to practice."

"Why am I a little snail without wearing it?"

"I thought it was."

"Thinking in my heart? That won't work."

"why not?"

"I still want you not to hold me, but don't you still hold me?"

Fang Yuan let go after hearing this.

The little guy ran away.

Fang Yuan was dumbfounded, and was actually given a routine by this little pig.

Father Fang and Lan Caiyi laughed beside them.

"This little thing, my mind is so good now."

Looking at the little guy running up the second floor, Fang Yuan wanted to catch up and grab the "bad kid".

"Okay, let her go, there is air-conditioning at home, where can she get hot? Besides, it is not necessarily a bad thing for a child to sweat a little in summer." Lan Caiyi held him.

Fang Yuan is right to think about it. This season is right to sweat, but the little guy is air-conditioned no matter whether he is at school or at home. Basically, he doesn't sweat much.

The little guy lay on the top steps of the second floor and looked down. Seeing that her father hadn't chased him, she began to slowly climb up on the corridor of the second floor.

"I am a little snail, I crawl, I crawl, I crawl and crawl..."

The little guy sang while crawling.

"This little thing." Fang Yuan could only smile and shook his head when listening to the happy singing of the little guy upstairs, and let her go.

So I got down on the sofa, took out my phone, and prepared to take a break.

When I didn't have any money, I kept my mobile phone in my hand every day, and I felt sick when playing.

Have money now, except for answering the phone all day long, there is no time to touch the phone.

So why are you making money?

"Come on, drink some water." Lan Caiyi came over with a glass of water and handed it to his hand.

"Dad, where's my mother?" Fang Yuan took it, and suddenly remembered that she didn't see Fang's mother when she came back.

"Oh, there is no soy sauce at home, she went to the supermarket to buy it." Father Fang said casually.

The supermarket he said was of course not those under the mountain. If he went to the mountain, Father Fang would have gone, but the supermarket in the community.

The supermarket is not big, and it is all daily necessities for the convenience of the residents, and it is also made by the property itself.

Lan Caiyi took back the empty water cup that Fangyuan had finished drinking.

Father Fang saw everything in his eyes and curled his lips. This stupid boy was so stupid and blessed, how could he find such a good girl in Caiyi.

No matter what they thought, Fang Yuan looked through his mobile phone.

Today, Fanglan Group officially announced the list of internal test personnel. He wants to see how the response on the Internet is.

So I opened my own Weibo directly, and now Fangyuan's Weibo, like Fanglan Group's official website, has a lot of attention.

As soon as Fanglan Group had anything to do, it all went under Fangyuan Weibo, but Fanglan Group's official Weibo was relatively deserted.

Aixinjueluo·Dysmenorrhea: The lemon essence on the lemon tree, I am sour, and I am not on the list. Now allow you minions to call me Aixinjueluo·Lemon.

President of the Yan Value Association: I am so handsome, but I am not, shady, shady, I protest, I complain.

If you don't agree, do it: I didn't have it, but before I signed up, I had already overturned our leader. I apologize now. Is it too late?

The hope of the whole village: President Fang, scientist Fang Da, do you know that I am carrying the dream of our whole village, because of your hasty decision, we cut off the hope of our village for thousands of years. There are several thousand years in life. Ah, I hate you, I hate you a hole on behalf of our village.

You from the mental hospital: Hey, I’m on the list, hey, I’m so happy, I want to celebrate now, chlorpromazine hydrochloride usually reluctant to eat, today I want to take a bottle.

Wilderness Big Prostitute: I really am the son of God's favor, and there is really me on the list. I laughed up to the sky and went out. How could my generation be a "testing" person.

Sniper at the sun: It’s really illiterate to read the word Artemisia but not to read it. Every time it shoots out brains, right?

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Fang Yuan is not happy to see these comments.

The netizens are not only friendly, they also speak nicely.

Lan Caiyi also sat next to him curiously and leaned over to take a look.

Fang Yuan was not stingy, but leaned a little toward her so that she could see clearly.

Lan Caiyi flipped through a few randomly, and then became amused.

The little guy "climbing and crawling" upstairs heard the laughter and quietly glanced down from above.

Seeing mom and dad side by side, head to head together, smiling.

With a dissatisfied murmur, he stopped pretending to be a snail.

"Deng Deng Deng" ran down the stairs, and then squeezed between the two.