Rebirth Eighty Spicy Wife Heads the House

Xu Qing thought that the name Cheng Jiadong sounded very familiar. In her memory, she should be an adult. How could she be a young kid who was reunited?

After a long time, I have forgotten a lot of people and things in my previous life, so I thought about it for a long time and didn't think about it anymore. I led Dabao back and said to him: "Dabao, you have to learn to make friends, if it's really not.

You don’t force yourself to like it, because friends also need to look at your fate.”

Dabao nodded: "Mom, I understand, I will make friends seriously."

Xu Qing touched Dabao's head. After all, Dabao is much more mature than children of the same age, so he doesn't force him to have friends and be happy by himself.

When he returned to the store, Ye Nan had already had a hot meal. He cooked the dishes at home in the morning. He then placed them by the stove and heated them up. Then fried dough sticks and sugar and oil cakes are used as the main food, and a lunch is ready.

Dabao is very similar to Xu Qing in terms of food. He also likes to eat sugar and oil cakes. He doesn't eat vegetables. He holds sugar and oil cakes while discussing with Xu Qing: "Mom, you don't have to pick me up and drop me off to school, I can go by myself.

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Xu Qing was worried: "That won't work. What if you get lost? Or meet a bad person?"

Dabao shook his head: "No, I'm taking Honghong with me, and it's very close. Many children in the class go home by themselves."

There are fewer cars on the road now, so there is no need to worry that children will cross the road in danger. In addition, there are not so many human traffickers in the city. It is normal for older children to lead their children and get their own food when they go home from school.

Xu Qing was worried: "It's still not possible. Mom is fine at noon, so it's convenient to pick you up and drop you off. When I picked up Xiaobao in the afternoon, I picked you up by the way."

Dabao rarely stubbornly said: "But I want to leave by myself. Mom, I can do it, kids, and Dabao can do it too."

Ye Nan supported Dabao: "Yes, let Dabao try it. Anyway, this place is not very far from primary school. It is okay to walk for ten minutes."

Xu Qing was still worried: "Dabao, if something happens to you, it will kill your mother, so how can you feel at ease?"

Dabao shook his head: "I always want to grow up, mom, I can, please let me try it."

At Dabao's begging, Xu Qing hesitated and agreed to let him give it a try.

After lunch, Dabao rested for a while, carried his schoolbag and said goodbye to Xu Qing and Ye Nan.

Xu Qing was still worried and followed Dabao. Seeing him entering the school gate before returning home, Ye Nan couldn't help but tease her: "You are like this, when will Dabao and the others grow up? And the city of Beijing is still good, and the security of the public

Everything is good. When I came back from school, there were many students along the way, so there was no problem with Dabao following him."

Xu Qing sighed: "I'm really afraid. You said, if Dabao has something, how can I live?"

Ye Nan waved his hand: "Don't worry, our big treasure will live a hundred years old. Like Xiaobao, we will be blessed people in the future. Don't think about it. We just put in stocks and look back at which ones to purchase.

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In the afternoon, Xu Qing went to pick up Xiaobao and then to pick up Dabao. Dabao was already standing by the side of the road waiting, and the chubby Cheng Jiadong was following him, pulling Dabao's schoolbag and saying something. His expression seemed to be begging.

Dabao was tense and looked like he didn't want to pay attention to him.

Seeing Xu Qing bringing Xiaobao over, Cheng Jiadong immediately let go and shouted politely to Xu Qing: "Auntie, I'm discussing with Zhou Yixiu and let him go to my house to play."

Xu Qing immediately shook his head: "That's not possible. You can just play on campus, you can't go to your classmates' homes."

Cheng Jiadong was a little disappointed: "Why, why don't I go to your house to play?"

Xu Qing also stopped him: "That's not possible. You have to go home quickly, otherwise your parents will be worried."

Xiaobao looked at Cheng Jiadong curiously and asked: "Can you shoot a gun? Is it good to go to my house to play a gun game?"

My brother knows how to study every day and doesn’t play with him, so when he looks at the tall and strong Cheng Jiadong, he feels like a fellow student.

Cheng Jiadong immediately nodded: "Of course I can shoot, I can even stack guns."

Xiaobao immediately worshiped: "Wow, then you are so awesome."

Xu Qing had a headache, why did he get into a chat? He called Cheng Jiadong: "You are going home, and you have to do your homework when you go back. If you go back too late, your parents will worry."

Cheng Jiadong didn't say anything, opened his schoolbag, pinched the bottom of his schoolbag, then raised it up and shook it, and the book and pencil case fell all over the floor.

Xu Qing saw that the textbooks were no longer like that, and the books were scattered page by page. Many textbooks were torn off, which was really a student with a big problem.

Cheng Jiadong squatted on the ground and rummaged for a while, found a stack of paper guns from a pile of broken papers and handed them to Xiaobao: "For you, this is what I did myself, it's very powerful, I can kill one with one shot.

enemy."

Xu Qing was a little amused and crying. It would be strange if this child could study well. Dabao was so small, his schoolbag was neatly tidied, and there was no crease in the textbook.

For some reason, she saw Xiaobao's shadow from Cheng Jiadong. Could it be that Xiaobao is like this?

Xiaobao took the paper gun in surprise, put it in front of his eyes and made a aiming move, and said happily: "This is so awesome, brother, you are so awesome."

Cheng Jiadong didn't care: "If you like it, I'll give it to you. I'll stack machine guns. I'll stack them for you when I have time."

Xu Qing was quite curious: "Do your parents care about your schoolbag if you make this?"

Cheng Jiadong didn't care: "My mother ran away, my dad died, my grandma was in poor health and couldn't bear to see me."

He said indifferently, and even wiped his nose with his sleeve.

Xu Qing was surprised. He didn't expect the child to live so hard. He thought for a while: "Would we send you home?"

Cheng Jiadong waved his hand: "Auntie, thank you, no need, I'll just go back by myself, goodbye aunt."

After saying that, he waved to Dabao and Xiaobao, then stuffed the books and papers all over the floor into his schoolbag, and jumped away with his back.

Xu Qing suddenly remembered who Cheng Jiadong was!

In the last life, the company had a crisis and the factory caught fire. When extinguishing the fire, a firefighter was hit by a beam to save people!

He was just thirty when he died! He was also called Cheng Jiadong.

It was also the only son of the head of the Cheng family in Hong Kong City, that is, the old man in Hong Kong City that Xu Ruyue had first looked for, the head of their family.

It was still at the memorial service that the head of the Cheng family appeared, and she realized that the identity of this firefighter was not simple.

According to time calculations, Cheng Jiadong, who died, should be eight or nine years old this year.

But it's such a coincidence?

Also, why is Cheng Jiadong now an orphan without a father or mother? Is it just a coincidence?

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It's updated today to Sunday because I'm thick-skinned