Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

"The stars in the sky don't talk, but the dolls on the ground miss their mother..."

On the small road to the vegetable garden, the little baby was walking ahead with a small shovel, humming the song her mother taught her.

In the early morning at the end of October, the temperature began to drop. The baby was wearing an orange vest newly woven by her mother-in-law, and a pair of small water shoes. When walking, the little head was shaking and shaking, and sometimes she turned her head and smiled sweetly at the old woman behind her. .

Like a warm little sun.

"Grandma, do I sing well?"

"It sounds good, it sounds good, like a little singer on TV." The old woman smiled and walked behind with a hoe and a basket.

"Then I will sing to my mother-in-law every day from now on!"

"Okay, my mother-in-law likes to listen."

The little egg man lay on top of the baby with his legs crossed, squinting his eyes at the sky.

It rained again in the middle of the night. In autumn in the south, there seems to be more rain.

The sky was gray, with low clouds and no signs of clearing.

But this kind of weather does not affect the mood.

"Xiao'er, my brother will sing a song for you!" The little egg man was full of pride, and he sang a white dragon horse at the top of his voice.

Qiqi didn't know what tone insufficiency was, she listened with sparkling eyes, and even praised her, "Dandan, you are so good, you can sing!"

The little egg man's face turned black at that moment.

What's the meaning?

Did she really treat him like an egg?

"I can even eat, let alone sing! The mouth of an egg is not a mouth?!"

"But I haven't seen you eat...Eggy, will you have lunch with me? You may not be able to hold the chopsticks, but it's okay, I'll feed you!"

Little Eggman, "..." That's not necessary.

It is full of electricity, and there is no room for rice.

Zhang Xifeng planned to plant a ridge of lettuce in the vegetable garden. The vegetable seedlings had already been cultivated, and the next step was to transplant and plant them.

You can also order radish seeds this month, and you can just eat them in winter.

It rained in the middle of the night, and the soil in the vegetable garden was wet and sticky, and the water boots on the feet were covered with a layer of mud after a while.

"Grandma, the mud in the ridge is soft, so it's easier to dig," Xiaowaer waved the small shovel, and started to clear the weeds, "Grandma, loosen the soil and I'll sow the seeds!"

"it is good."

"By Chinese New Year, our radishes will grow very well, and then Qiqi will make pickled radishes for my mother-in-law."

"The mother-in-law is waiting."

Zhang Xifeng responded, the corners of his eyes were smiling and creases piled up.

In the past, work was just work, and I had no other ideas. When and what to do, I just did it according to the needs of life.

After having Qiqi, the work still needs to be done, but everything has become very different.

Even if it's just two old and young squatting in the vegetable garden to order a row of vegetable seeds, it's very lively and enjoyable.

Qiqi raised her head from time to time, seeing the smile on her mother-in-law's face, she also grinned, revealing her fine white teeth.

The little egg man felt a little melancholy at this scene, "Baby, you have changed. Before when you smiled, you only squeezed your mouth at most, but now you can even show your teeth... Are you hitting me?"

A small piece of mud flew towards it.

It is impossible to hit the egg, it just makes the egg feel unbelievable.

Did this stupid brat borrow his guts from the sky?

"Damn bad, hum." Down below, Xiaowa'er pursed her mouth and muttered, and even snorted to express her emotions.

Eggman, "..."

After a while, Wa'er smiled again, and the petty annoyance just now was forgotten, "Dandan, the song you sang just now is very interesting, what is the white dragon horse? Is it a horse?"

"It's Ryoma, I don't know much about it, do you know about Journey to the West?"

"What is Journey to the West?"

Really ignorant, the little egg man cleared his throat, and began to explain science to the baby, "Journey to the West is about Monkey King defeating monsters and invincible hands. Come, brother, I will tell you... In ancient times, a hair suddenly popped out of a big rock. monkey……"

"Grandma, are you bored? Qiqi will tell you a story! In ancient times, a hairy monkey popped out of a big rock!"

The corner of the little egg man's mouth twitched, staring at the shrewd little baby.

Damn it, after the accumulator, it is now a relay again?

In the small vegetable garden, the accumulated rainwater has not dried out, and the green vegetables on the ridges are full of vitality after the rain.

The cheerful laughter of the old and the young penetrated the wall and floated in the sky, seeming to disperse the depressed clouds.

"Aunt Zhang! Qiqi, you have another visitor!" Outside the vegetable garden, an old lady from the neighbor came to report the news.

Zhang Xifeng and Qi Qi were taken aback for a moment, Qi Qi lit up first, "Uncle, is Uncle Fu here?"

"No, your Uncle Fu didn't come, but Agui, who helped him drive the car, came and brought two people with him. They look so precious... Oh, don't clean up the land now, you go back to greet the guests, I will help you here in the vegetable garden At the end, let's go and go back!"

The old woman moved swiftly, entered the vegetable garden, took the hoe and shovel, and drove Qiqi, the young and old, out of the vegetable garden with a wave.

...

Tai Fung Building.

Song Yueliang arrived at the company on time at nine o'clock, and before she entered the office, she saw a man leaning outside the office door.

A white shirt, black trousers, and short, crisp hair.

The temperament is clean and the profile is handsome.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head sideways, his eyes lit up first, then his eyebrows drooped slightly, "Moon, my grandfather and uncle Gui have left me behind."

Song Yueliang's beautiful eyes flashed, and she pursed her lips.

At this time, special assistant Chen Mo came over with a stack of documents, "Mr. Song, Mr. Fu came early in the morning and stayed at the door for two hours. I can't drive him away."

The special assistant's voice was helpless and obviously disgusted.

After explaining, he handed over the document in his arms, "This is the copywriting and planning that will be approved this morning. There will be a meeting at 10:30, and Boss Guan made an appointment at 2:30 in the afternoon to come to the company to discuss cooperation with you."

Song Yueliang took her eyes away from the man, took the document and walked into the office, "Boss Guan? Boss Ma Shanguan?"

"yes."

Neither of them looked sideways.

In an instant, the corner of the man's eyes was twitched, and he followed in with a deadpan face.

If he is not thick-skinned, he is no longer Fu Yanchi.

After finally surviving until the special assistant left, Fu Yanchi saw the opportunity and immediately rushed to the desk, pitiful and filled with righteous indignation, "Moon, I was really left behind, and there was no car when I went out. Uncle Gui took my grandfather to Taobao. Xi Village is gone, and those who sneak around will not take me with me."

Song Yueliang paused, raised her eyes, "Where did they go?"

"Taoxi Village. Grandpa said he was going to see his great-granddaughter, and last night he called me useless."

Song Yueliang pinched the center of her brows, feeling a sudden pain in her head, pushed her head away which was getting closer and closer with her palm, and called Zhang's small courtyard.

No one heard.

The man who was slapped on the face was not angry but happy.

When he was studying in the past, the moon would often slap him like this.

Very close.

"Moon, no one cooks at my house today, I can't go hungry, and you know I'm very weak...you take me for a day today?"

"You still have to be taken care of at the age of twenty-seven. You are a giant baby? You tell me what else do you have besides thick skin?"

With a pale face, Fu Yanchi pressed his heart tightly with one hand and looked as if he was about to poke it away, distraught and indignant, "It's gone, so moon, pick me up!"

Song Yueliang, "..." Itchy hands!