Reborn In The ’80s to Raise Cubs

Cui Qingfeng has been busy with the popsicle business recently. He is busy day and night. Occasionally, he has time to help Cui's father buy goods to Fan Xiaodian. Xu Zhao himself is also busy, so he has not seen Cui Qingfeng for a long time. When he saw it, he shouted happily: "Qingfeng!"

Cui Qingfeng only recovered after hearing the sound, squeezed out a smile, and walked over slowly.

Xu Zhao smiled and asked, "Qingfeng, what were you doing just now?"

Cui Qingfeng smiled awkwardly, and answered slowly, "I'm thinking of buying something." In fact, he was shocked by the sweet scenes of Xu Zhao and Cui Dingchen.

"Have you decided what to buy?"

"No." Cui Qingfeng shook his head.

Xu Zhao laughed: "Before buying groceries, you have to ask Aunt Cui."

"Next time, I'll buy it again." Cui Qingfeng followed with a dry smile, turned his eyes to Cui Dingchen involuntarily, and said, "Uncle, you're back."

Cui Dingchen nodded and hummed.

Cui Qingfeng asked, "When did you come back?"

Cui Dingchen replied, "Morning."

"I heard from Dad, you just looked at him and left, why didn't you go home?" Cui Qingfeng continued to ask. In the past, when Cui Dingchen returned to the county, he first went back to Cui's house to see Cui's father, and then accompanied Cui's father at home. Xiaodian glanced at Father Cui, then followed the car and left.

Cui Dingchen replied, "Go to Xu Zhao's place."

I went to Xu Zhao's place--

From morning to evening—

I knew it, I knew it was like this, Cui Qingfeng felt a dull pain in his heart after hearing this, although he knew that his relationship with Xu Zhao was too shallow, there would be no possibility of being together, but deep down, he couldn't help but hold a glimmer of hope, always thinking about it. Well, in case, in case Xu Zhao doesn't like uncle... But, there is no case, Xu Zhao was almost kissed by uncle just now, Xu Zhao didn't feel disgusted, but smiled, it can be seen that Xu Zhao and Xu Zhao like it On the uncle.

No longer looking at Cui Dingchen, Cui Qingfeng couldn't help but look at Xu Zhao.

Then Xu Zhao smiled and asked Cui Qingfeng about the popsicles.

"It's pretty good." Cui Qingfeng said flatly: "The popsicles are also selling pretty well, and there are not enough to sell every day."

Xu Zhao smiled and said, "The business is so good, then you can hire someone, and then you can be the boss."

Cui Qingfeng bowed his head and smiled bitterly, but did not answer.

Xu Zhao didn't see Cui Qingfeng's expression, but saw the watermelons on the booth, and then handed the two watermelons on the booth to Cui Qingfeng and Cui Dingchen and said, "The remaining two watermelons can't be sold, so you can take them back and eat them. ."

Cui Qingfeng was not in the mood to refuse.

Cui Dingchen did not refuse.

Xu Zhao pulled Xu Fan and said, "It's getting late. I'll go buy some meat and rice and go home. You guys can go back too."

Cui Dingchen said, "I'll take you off."

Xu Zhao said, "I don't need to send it, it's not far away, and I'll be home soon."

"I'll take you off." Cui Dingchen said firmly.

"Okay." Xu Zhao didn't insist any longer.

Cui Dingchen looked back at Cui Qingfeng, handed the watermelon in his hand to Cui Qingfeng, and said, "I will send Xu Zhao and Xu Fan to Nanwan Village and go home. You can go back first."

Cui Qingfeng nodded.

Only then did Cui Dingchen, Xu Zhao and Xu Fan go to the nearby vegetable market to buy pork and glutinous rice, and then returned to Nanwan Village together.

Cui Dingchen didn't stay in Nanwan Village for a long time. He rode Xu Zhao's bicycle to the county seat in the twilight and saw Cui Qingfeng next to the telephone pole at the intersection of the county seat.

Cui Qingfeng held two watermelons in his arms, lowered his head, and looked at the ground.

Cui Dingchen did not get off the bicycle, but stood on one foot, looked at Cui Qingfeng, and shouted, "Qingfeng."

Cui Qingfeng responded with a low voice.

Aware of Cui Qingfeng's depression, Cui Dingchen frowned slightly and shouted, "Come here."

Cui Qingfeng came over with a watermelon.

Cui Dingchen's voice was the same as usual: "Get in the car and go home."

Cui Qingfeng gave a soft "um".

Cui Dingchen stabilized the bicycle.

Cui Qingfeng took the watermelon and sat on the back seat of the bicycle.

Cui Dingchen pedaled **** the stirrups, and the bicycle immediately drove forward steadily. Cui Dingchen rode the front of the bike toward East Street. When he encountered the road, he rang the bell. After the crisp bell, there was silence between the two.

After a while, Cui Qingfeng spoke first: "Uncle."

Cui Dingchen responded.

Cui Qingfeng said in a statement tone: "This is Xu Zhao's bicycle."

Cui Dingchen said, "Well, it's his."

"Xu Zhao let you ride?"

"Ok."

After speaking, there was another silence. After a long time, Cui Qingfeng spoke again: "Uncle, have you been in touch with Xu Zhao during your business trip these days?"

Cui Dingchen replied, "Well, I'll give him a call when I touch the phone."

"If there's a phone call every day—"

"Then it will be called every day."

Cui Qingfeng stopped talking.

This time, it was Cui Dingchen who spoke, and he glanced at the bright moon in the sky and said, "Qingfeng, what Xu Zhao wants is not only company, but also occasional protection, support, understanding, and strong backing, all of which I can give. "

Cui Qingfeng lowered his head and said, "I know, I already know."

Cui Dingchen responded lightly, looked at the moon in the sky, and suddenly missed Xu Zhao again. He didn't know what Xu Zhao was doing now, did he miss him a little bit, maybe not, after all, Xu Zhao had a constant Xu Fan beside him. Haunting Xu Zhao, Xu Zhao definitely didn't have time to think about him.

The fact is just as Cui Dingchen thought, Xu Zhao really didn't have time to think about Cui Dingchen. Ever since Xu Zhao returned home, Xu Fan, who was constantly talking in Xu Zhao's ear, kept talking, saying that he saw Dazhuang's sister. Big Ni'er, saying that Big Ni is red and looks like a little old man, not good-looking.

Xu Zhao, who was making dumplings, turned his head and said, "When you were first born, it was the same. It was so red, and it didn't look good at all."

Xu Fan was stunned when his father said it was not good-looking.

Xu Zhaozheng continued to make dumplings.

Xu Fan leaned over to Xu Zhao and said firmly, "I look good!"

Xu Zhao said truthfully: "You don't look good when you were born."

"I look good."

"It doesn't look good."

"Nice!" Xu Fan said loudly, and stomped his feet.

Xu Zhao couldn't help laughing, and then explained to Xu Fan that every child is a little angel who lives on other planets and came to earth only after being summoned by their parents' love. , but in order to come to their parents, and through the ordeal, the children who are loved by their parents will grow up and look better.

Xu Fan said vaguely, "Da Ni'er will look good in the future."

Xu Zhao nodded and said, "Yes."

"I'm super pretty."

So verbose! Xu Zhao said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, you are very good-looking, why are our three children so good-looking?"

Xu Fan looked at Xu Zhao with watery eyes, and answered solemnly, "Me too, I don't know, why am I so good-looking."

"..." Where did the confidence come from!

Xu Fan started shouting again, "Dad."

Xu Zhao's patience was about to run out and he said, "Dear baby, don't be daddy, let's eat dumplings."

"Okay then, Dad."

"good."

"dad."

"...What are you doing?"

"I want a bowl of dumplings."

"Row."

Xu Zhao put down the dumplings, filled four bowls, and brought them to the small dining table in the courtyard to eat. Xu Fan washed his hands and ran to the small dining table to grab the dumplings with his hands. When I eat dumplings, I want to grab them with my hands.

But Xu Zhao insisted not to let Xu Fan use his hands, or he would not eat it.

Xu Fan angrily turned around and stood at the wall to protest Xu Zhao's "hegemony", but Xu Zhao ignored Xu Fan.

Mother Xu came out of the kitchen and asked, "What's wrong with Sanwazi?"

Father Xu replied, "I'm angry."

"Why are you angry?"

"It was said that I couldn't get enough to eat dumplings with spoons and chopsticks, and I wanted to grab it with my hands, but Xu Zhao refused."

Mother Xu said, "You can't stop eating then."

Xu Zhao answered, "Ignore anyone, we'll eat ours."

Xu's father and Xu's mother made mistakes in educating their children before. Xu Zhao told the two elders several times in person. Now, in terms of educating the children, the second elders listened to Xu Zhao and would never hold back Xu Zhao.

So the three adults bowed their heads and ate the dumplings. The dumplings were stuffed with radish and pork. Most of them were radishes, with only a small amount of pork seasoning. They also added some green onions and fungus. They bit into the thin and fragrant soft white dough. The fragrance of radish was mixed with meat. The smell spread all of a sudden.

"How does it taste?" Mother Xu asked Xu Zhao.

Xu Zhao said, "It's delicious."

The flour is milled by our own wheat, the radish is grown by ourselves, and the rest are all natural tastes, which are naturally delicious.

Father Xu also said, "Well, it's delicious, and there's meat in it."

Mother Xu said: "Less meat, dumplings with less meat are delicious."

Xu Zhao followed up: "The meat is also fresh."

As soon as the three of them finished speaking, there was a little fat kid at the table. It was Xu Fan who was standing on the wall just now. Xu Zhao looked at Xu Fan and deliberately asked, "Oh, who is this? Who is lying on our dining table? ."

Xu Fan said with a smile, "Dad, it's me, I'm Sanwazi."

Xu Zhao continued to pretend he didn't know and said, "Sanwazi, oh, it's Sanwazi, what are you doing, Sanwazi?"

Xu Fan looked at Xu Zhao and said, "Dad, I want to eat, eat dumplings too."

"You want to eat dumplings too?" Xu Zhao continued to ask, "No, weren't you angry just now? Didn't you stop eating?"

There were too many questions, and Xu Fan didn't know how to answer.

Xu Zhao picked up the key and asked, "Aren't you angry anymore?"

Xu Fan replied seriously: "I'm angry."

"You still eat dumplings when you're angry?" Xu Zhao asked.

"Well, I, I, I have finished eating the dumplings, and I will get angry again after eating the dumplings." Xu Fan reached out and picked up the spoon.

After eating dumplings, rejuvenate——

Xu Zhao: "..."

Father Xu and Mother Xu held back their laughter.

Xu Fan was rude. After speaking, he pouted his **** and sat on the small stool beside Xu Zhao, and then shouted to eat dumplings in a milky voice. Xu Zhao would definitely not let Xu Fan go hungry. Take a dumpling, blow it, and put it in a small bowl.

Xu Fan immediately scooped it up with a spoon, took a bite, and said with a happy and healing smile: "Wow, delicious!"

brat!

Xu Zhao smiled and stretched out his hand to gently squeeze Xu Fan's little fleshy face.

Father Xu and Mother Xu laughed along.

The family was eating happily when there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Father Xu asked.

"It's me." A familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Who are you?" Father Xu asked again.

"Dad, it's me, Youcheng." Xu Youcheng whispered outside.

It is Xu Youcheng—

Father Xu was taken aback.

Mother Xu was instantly alert.

Xu Zhao was puzzled.