Dad's life

Wait for the son to finish the video chat with the little fairy.

Li Mu led him back to the cabin. Probably because the little fairy was attracted by the awning boat and agreed to come and play next time, the little guy was particularly excited at the moment.

Even when I walk, I jump up and down.

The awning boat rocked slightly under his feet, and waves spread beneath the boat, rippling the lake surface.

Just like my son.

Li Mu was also not very happy.

The little fairy is here, and Teacher Zhou will definitely come with her.

At that time, the relationship between the two will inevitably become closer, and they will transform from a neighbor to a familiar friend.

And then... everything has a lot of uncertain possibilities.

For example... or for example... it's late at night and it's time to sleep.

Early the next morning.

Li Jianguo, who was used to getting up early, pulled out a stone slab from the courtyard wall that blocked a square opening.

As the slate disappears.

The first person to appear was the old duck that Li Mu’s family had raised for three years.

Li Jianguo usually digs some smelly earthworms in the surrounding ditches to feed them when he has nothing to do. In addition, there are snails and small fish in the fish pond that ducks like to eat, so Li Mu's ducks are fat and big, each weighing about seven or eight kilograms.<

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Because I'm too fat.

So these three old ducks in their family walk very interestingly.

Like a model, he first stepped out with his left paw, and at the same time, the tail wing spun in mid-air, and then with his right foot, the spin cleverly returned to its original position in an arc.

Every step I take is accompanied by a series of "croaking" sounds.

The three ducks all move in sync.

It looks like I worked a long night shift, but did a job that was both physically and mentally enjoyable.

It's time to get off work now.

My body feels very comfortable, but my stomach is already hungry and in desperate need of energy.

Li Mu, who was holding his son and walking along the bamboo board to the shore, saw hundreds of blocked words in his mind when he saw the coquettish movements of their three ducks.

I always feel that this is not a serious duck.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

I saw my son getting off the boat.

Li Jianguo picked up his grandson, who was still a little sleepy, and said, "Tell grandpa, is it your father who won't let you sleep?"

"Yeah"

Li Ran nodded slightly while rubbing his eyes, and then slowly rested his head on his grandfather's shoulder without saying a word.

"Haha"

Seeing his grandson's appearance, Li Jianguo was naturally not in a hurry to work.

He asked Li Mu to move a block over, and he hugged his grandson and sat down against the wall. At this moment, the morning light had emerged from the east, and the glow after six o'clock was the mildest time of the day.

It's not dazzling, but it has a slightly tipsy feel.

In particular, the soft sunlight passed through the gaps in the clouds like it had countless tentacles and fell far away from the wall of Li Mu's house.

It also fell on Li Jianguo by the wall. He looked kindly at his precious grandson who had closed his eyes and fell asleep. His palms, thickly calloused by time, gently patted his grandson's shoulders, coaxing him to continue sleeping.
"Dad"

Li Mu called out and planned to take his son.

Li Jianguo didn't even raise his head, pointing his finger at the door.

The meaning is very clear, just let your son do whatever he needs to do.

Li Mu's arm stretched out in the air suddenly stiffened, and then he retracted helplessly.

Don’t know when to start!?

His biological son is not fragrant. He comes back as soon as he comes back. He is not kissed or warmed, and the temperature is very moderate. But when it comes to his grandson, the treatment is different. From a distance away, his face shows a smile that can make a morning flower bloom, and the corners of his eyes show

Laughter lines make even mosquitoes shy away when they see them.

Damn Xu Mei’s behavior is slightly normal.

Occasionally, I would complain a word or two when I came back late.

After complaining, his attention immediately shifted to his grandson.

Now that I have met my son, I won’t be surprised anymore. The grandson is still attractive.

In the kitchen.

Li Mu's mother is wearing an apron and making breakfast.

His grandma was sitting by the stove as usual, helping her daughter-in-law light the fire. She repeated this action day after day, year after year. It seemed that it had never changed over the years, but Li Mu could still do it as long as he opened the memory in his mind.

Some scenes were extracted from countless memory fragments about childhood.

His grandmother wears a linen apron and does the same thing as his mother.

Grandma Li Mutai was still alive at that time.

He also ran around like Li Ran at this age, and occasionally ran to the stove to trouble his great-grandmother.

Later.

His great-grandmother passed away, and his grandma sat on the fire-burning position, doing simple and repetitive things.

In the pot stove.

What is burning is firewood, which is also the incense that rural people never forget.

A generation grows old.

A generation sits on it.

When the fire is burning in this home, the home will be prosperous.

Or.

If Li Mu is lucky and never encounters demolition in this life, he will see his mother sitting by the stove and inheriting this unskilled job, wearing an apron and cooking for the whole family... Thinking of this, Li Mu's heart

Suddenly, there was a throbbing feeling. Originally, this person should be Qin Muxue.

It's a pity that girls in the city can't get rid of the fireworks in the countryside.

A gust of wind blew across the hall, and it was swept away.

So even after a failed marriage, Li Mu still wants to marry someone who is willing to stand where his mother is now after retirement and cook a steaming meal for Li Ran and his wife after returning from work.

When he gets old, he is willing to sit on the bench where his great-grandmother, grandma, and mother sat to add fuel to the stove.

There is no need for romance in life.

All you need is firewood, rice, oil and salt.

This is his ideal partner.

She's not the kind of disco girl Xu Jianhua met in the bar who has a deep career but can't tell the difference between food, rice, oil and salt.

Nor is she a real woman who immediately shrinks away from the slightest twists and turns in her life.

Li Mu always believes.

After all, there is a woman in his life who will be like the first fallen leaf in autumn. Following the wind of fate, she will fall on his shoulder impartially, disturbing his life and warming him for the rest of his life.

"I stood there for a long time, what were you thinking about!?"

Xu Mei, who was holding the basin, turned around and noticed her son in a daze, and said, "Your uncle called us this morning and asked our family to have dinner at noon. He said it was Wei Zihan's birthday."

"Is my cousin back?"

Li Mu raised his head and asked.

"Not coming back"

"Then I won't go"

Li Mu refused.

The so-called small birthdays are birthdays other than the full moon, one year old or ten years old, excluding the big banquet.

Most families would not hold it, and my aunt's house was no exception. Asking their family to come over was just a matter of the two families having a good relationship and planning to sit down and have a meal together.

Of course.

It is still necessary to buy a cake before going, but it is not necessary to pay a share.

"Are you afraid that your aunt will drag you on a blind date!?"

Xu Mei laughed and said, "Such an adult, if you don't go, can she put a knife on your neck to make you angry!?"

"That's not the reason"

Li Mu explained, "Someone will come to install the camera later, and I will tell them the coverage area. I will probably be busy for several hours."

"Then let your dad go alone"

Xu Mei said directly, "I have to stay and cook for you."