Reborn In The ’80s to Raise Cubs

Cui Qingfeng glanced at Xu Fanhonghong's small forehead. The first thing that came to his mind was the problem of clothes. He turned around and said to the shop owner, "Boss, there are bacteria in your clothes."

"What?" The shopkeeper couldn't understand.

"Your clothes have bacteria." Cui Qingfeng said again.

The owner asked: "What is bacteria?"

Cui Qingfeng thought for a while and said, "It's just dirty things."

The shop owner quickly retorted: "Nonsense, my clothes are clean."

"Then why is my third child allergic?"

"What allergies, that's prickly heat."

"What?"

"Prickly heat!" the shopkeeper said firmly.

Prickly heat?

Got prickly heat?

Concerned about it, Xu Zhao realized that it was a prickly heat, indeed it was a prickly heat. He thought it was an insect bite or something, which surprised him.

Cui Qingfeng recognized it and asked, "Why do you get prickly heat?"

The owner said, "It's hot, it's dry, it's fine, just sprinkle some prickly heat powder."

Cui Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to say, "You have to give us a dime for the clothes."

"What?"

"Two dollars and four."

"Two dollars and five as promised."

"My baby has prickly heat."

The shop owner looked at Cui Qingfeng feigning anger: "Oh, it's my fault, young man, I see it, you just want to lower the price, go ahead, two yuan for four is two yuan, it's comfortable to wear and buy again next time. "

Cui Qingfeng immediately smiled and said, "Don't worry boss, you are so good at doing business, I will definitely come to you to buy it next time!"

In the end, relying on Cui Qingfeng's "dead skin and shame", he still won a whole set of Xu Fan's clothes for "two yuan and forty cents", and saved a cent to buy two big meat buns for Xu Fan.

Xu Fan took one in each small hand, sat obediently in Xu Zhao's arms, put a big bun to Xu Zhao's mouth, and said, "Dad, you can eat it too."

Xu Zhao took a bite and said, "It's delicious."

Cui Qingfeng leaned over and said, "Sanwazi, give your uncle a bite too."

Xu Fan held the meat bun tightly in his small hands, twisted his body to one side, guarding against Cui Qingfeng and said, "No."

So stingy!

Cui Qingfeng's mouth twitched.

Xu Zhao laughed.

Walking out of Clothes Street, I bought a box of prickly heat powder on purpose, came to Cui's house, and bathed Xu Fan with an iron basin of hot water that Cui's mother had exposed to the sun. Prickly heat powder, the whole body is white, only showing a good-looking little face, very cute.

"Dad, do I look good like this?" Xu Fan asked.

So narcissistic!

Xu Zhao said helplessly: "It looks good, it looks very good, but you have to sit naked on the drying mat under the ceiling fan and not move."

Xu Fan tilted his head and asked, "Why?"

"Because the prickly heat is itchy as soon as it is exposed to the sun, the new clothes are washed for you and can be dried and worn in the evening."

"But I'm going to sell popsicles with Dad."

"I won't let you sell it."

"I'm going with Daddy."

"Don't go, you are here with Grandpa Cui." Grandpa Cui was referring to Father Cui.

"I'm going to follow Dad."

"No!" Xu Zhao raised his face.

Xu Fan was helpless, he turned his face to the side angrily, and hummed again.

Xu Zhao ignored him. As soon as the popsicles were made, they went to the intersection with Cui Qingfeng and sold them. Because of the accumulation of popularity in the previous two days, Xu Zhao and Cui Qingfeng didn't shout much, and some workers came over to buy them. , Xu Zhao and Cui Qingfeng hurried to collect the money and change to get the popsicle, and when they took it, they found that everyone was looking behind Xu Zhao and Cui Qingfeng.

Xu Zhao and Cui Qing looked back suspiciously, and when they turned around, they saw Xu Fan.

Xu Fan is not naked, but is wearing clothes, old clothes, but his short sleeves and trousers are all turned upside down, and he is also wearing the adult's leather shoes, which are leather shoes! There was a layer of white prickly heat powder on the forehead and neck. Seeing Xu Zhao's small face burst into a healing smile, there was joy in his voice, and he shouted, "Dad! Daddy!"

Xu Zhao: "…"

Cui Qingfeng: "…"

"dad!"

"Who asked you to come here?" Xu Zhao looked serious.

The smile on Xu Fan's small face froze for a moment, he put his little hand to his mouth, his watery eyes looked at Xu Zhao without blinking, his voice was like a mosquito, and he said, "I want to find Dad."

"What?" Xu Zhao came over and asked.

"I want to find my father." Xu Fan said.

Xu Zhao understood, then looked at Xu Fan carefully, and asked, "Who wears the clothes?"

Xu Fan said, "I'll send a few."

"Whose are the shoes?"

"I'm also in Phuket." Anyway, I don't know how to wear shoes, so I put them on when I saw a pair of shoes at the door.

"My uncle's." Cui Qingfeng continued.

"Your uncle's?" Xu Zhao asked.

"Well, he might be back in a few days, so my dad is shining his shoe polish today."

Xu Zhao was taken aback. Although he had never seen Cui Qingfeng's uncle, he knew from Cui Qingfeng's mouth that Cui Qingfeng's uncle was a thoughtful and somewhat arrogant person, and that Cui Qingfeng's uncle's room was always spotless, It was neat and tidy. I occasionally heard Cui’s father and Cui’s mother mentioned that Uncle Cui Qingfeng was a difficult and clean person. He didn’t seem to like children very much. .

"It's okay, my uncle won't know." Cui Qingfeng said with a smile.

"Then you can't come here wearing it."

Xu Zhao hurriedly hugged Xu Fan, pushed off the leather shoes, and gave Xu Fan a stern look, just as the popsicles were almost sold out, he carried Xu Fan back to Cui's house, severely criticized Xu Fan's behavior, and wore someone else's clothes without the owner's consent. Clothes, shoes, and taking other people's things are all different, and a child is running around on the street, what if he is carried away?

Xu Fan was trained to droop his head.

Xu Zhao asked, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Xu Fan nodded.

Xu Zhao asked, "What's wrong?"

Xu Fan replied, "Wear someone else's shoes and don't listen to Dad."

"What about next time?"

"Don't touch other people's things, listen to Dad."

Xu Zhao squatted beside Xu Fan, took off the clothes on Xu Fan, and let Xu Fan sit on the drying mat. He checked Uncle Cui Qingfeng's leather shoes, and then put the leather shoes on the bed in the west wing, and finally accompanied him. Xu Fan sat on the drying table and coaxed Xu Fan again, and after a while Xu Fan was alive and kicking again.

In the afternoon, the heat subsided, Xu Zhao hugged Xu Fan, and together with Cui Qingfeng, went to the market to buy the ingredients for popsicles, and started the preparations for the next day. After everything was over, it was already evening.

Xu Zhao rode Cui Qingfeng's bicycle and took Xu Fan home.

Xu Fan was wearing new clothes and new shoes, sitting on the front bar, his two short legs swaying happily, shouting: "Dad!"

"Ok?"

"I'm wearing new clothes."

"Ok."

"The new clothes look good."

"Ok."

"I look good in new clothes."

"…"

When I got home, it was twilight.

Xu Dawa and Xu Erwa, who had just returned from playing, saw Xu Fan wearing new clothes, and their eyes straightened immediately.

"Sanwazi, where did you get your new clothes?" Xu Dawa asked.

"My dad bought it for me!" Xu Fan replied proudly.

"how much?"

"Two dollars and forty cents."

Xu Dawa said unhappily, "Two yuan and forty cents? Where did your father get the money?"

"Money for selling wheat." This was what Xu Zhao told Xu Fan.

really.

After Xu Zuocheng and Xu Youcheng heard it, they both laughed, not looking for Xu Zhao at all, and called Xu Dawa and Xu Erwa to eat.

Xu Dawa said angrily to Xu Fan, "If you sell the wheat, you won't be able to eat it, you will starve to death!"

"Starve you to death!" Xu Fan retorted.

"pardon."

"Starve you to death!"

Xu Dawa immediately slapped her hands.

Xu Fan's frightened eyes quickly blinked and said, "If you hit me, I will bite you!"

"You dare to bite me?"

"I'll bite you and cry!"

"Dad, you can't eat anymore!" Xu Zuocheng roared.

"Wait!" Xu Dawa glared at Xu Fan and ran towards the tiled house.

"You too!" Xu Fan stomped his feet angrily, turned and entered the hut next to the pigsty. He saw Xu Zhao opening the window and asked, "Dad, what are you doing?"

Xu Zhao replied, "Open the window to breathe."

"Breathing for what?"

"Breathing will make your prickly heat heal faster."

In order to prevent Xu Fan from getting prickly heat, Xu Zhao not only opened the window, but also pulled the bed towards the door and left the wooden door open.

Although he and Xu Fan lived in a thatched hut, which was not as clean and cool as a tile-roofed house, fortunately the hut was surrounded by lush locust trees, and behind the hut was a small pond. When the rear window and front door were opened, there was a cool breeze. Hot and dry in summer.

"Wow! It's so cool!" Xu Fan said happily while lying on the bed.

"Cool?" Xu Zhao asked.

"Ok."

"Is your forehead still itchy?"

"It's not itchy, it's not itchy for a long time."

Xu Zhao reached out and touched Xu Fan's forehead, and felt a tiny little bit, which was much better than during the day. It was estimated that if he didn't run around with him, it would subside soon, so he said, "Xu Fan, grandpa in two days. When grandma comes back, you still follow your grandparents, okay?"

Xu Fan immediately replied, "No, I want to follow Dad."

"Dad is going to make money."

"I make money with my dad."

"You have prickly heat today."

"I won't grow tomorrow."

"…"

Xu Zhao had little contact with children in the past, and felt that children did not understand anything, but now I realize that children actually understand, they have their own way of understanding the world, sincere, simple, pure, adults will never know their next sentence What kind of surprise and what kind of people are speechless.

Anyway, he was convinced by Xu Fan's chaotic logic.

"Dad, look at the moon, it's amazing." Xu Fan suddenly pointed at the moon and said.

Xu Zhao looked at the moon and suddenly missed the 21st century, and said, "Xu Fan, will Dad teach you a poem to memorize again?"

"good."

"Follow me to read, the bright moonlight in front of the bed."

"Bright moonlight in front of the bed."

"Suspected of frost on the ground."

"Doubt...the ground...pile."

Xu Zhao corrected Xu Fan and said, "It's frost."

Xu Fan followed and said, "Tie the stake."

"Frost!"

"pile!"

Xu Zhao's thoughts about the 21st century were instantly shattered by Xu Fan, and he focused on teaching Xu Fan: "Look at my mouth - frost."

"Frost."

Xu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Yes, then read on and look up at the bright moon."

"Look up at the bright moon."

"Look down and think of your hometown."

"Look down and think of your hometown."

Xu Zhao explained softly: "This is an ancient poem of homesickness. The poet is called Li Bai. He looked at the moon in a field and felt homesick."

"I don't want home."

"...Then you also have to be able to recite poems. I'll teach you to recite it three times, and you can try to memorize it yourself."

"Ok."

The moonlight is like water, soaking on the dense locust tree leaves, like a bubbling spring, and the breeze blows into the small thatched hut with a cool breeze. With a milky voice: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be the piles and frost on the ground. Look up at the bright moon, and bow your head for the hometown."

"Well, it's okay to carry it. I'll carry it again tomorrow, and go to sleep."

"Dad, hold me to sleep."

"Hot days."

"I'm not hot, so cool."

"I feel hot."

"…"

After a while, Xu Fan fell asleep.

Xu Zhao touched Xu Fan's little face and fell asleep without sweating or heat. The grand clock in the main room rang four times. At four in the morning, he got up in a daze. He closed the wooden door of the thatched hut and continued to sleep. When he woke up again, he was woken up by a sudden slam on the door.

"Xu Zhao! Xu Zhao! Get up! Something happened."

Xu Zhao suddenly sat up.

Xu Fan also woke up.