Reborn Nine Zero Sweetheart Cub

Chapter 182 Grandpa is a great man

After hanging up the phone, the young man's face was filled with sunshine.

When he saw the soft and cute little baby squatting at his feet, the young man's eyes twitched, "Qiqi, after breakfast, uncle will take you to dig river sand!"

"Digging river sand? Go to the river to dig? Yan Xi, I'll go too!" Hong Mao ran out of the kitchen, holding a half-eaten sweet potato in his hand.

Seeing her, Yan Xi let out a sigh, raised her chin slightly, and said casually, "Last night we said we were going to dye our hair green? Sorry, I might not be able to dye it. My dad gave me a quick call.

The caller told me not to dye my hair green because it was annoying me. I decided not to dye it first, lest he would call me again and nag me."

Dong Wangshu's mouth twitched.

Is it necessary to emphasize the words "specially" and "specially"?

Wasn't it just your dad who called you? As for being so arrogant, it seems like no one has a dad.

No, everyone has a dad, but Yan Xi’s dad is Yan Huai!

The big boss in Kyoto, oh my god!

She can actually be so close to Boss Yan in her lifetime!

Dong Wangshu ran up to Yan Xi in two steps, his eyes shining, "Your dad must be very busy, right? How can he find time to care about such a trivial matter as dyeing your hair? My dad doesn't even bother to care about me! Your dad is usually not strict.

Serious? Are you different from other old men at home? What else did he say to you? "

"What old man? My father is not old at all. He looks like he is in his forties, so young! And my mother is even younger. When I walked out with her, people said she was my sister." Yan Xi snorted.

, happened to see a piece of clothes of a sick man passing by in the kitchen, and immediately raised his voice, "But my dad is really very busy, and he often comes home and is busy with work, so he basically doesn't have time to take care of things at home.

That phone call just now was made while squeezing time out of your busy schedule before going to work. If you don’t believe me, ask Fu Yanchi, my dad never calls him."

A lazy reply came from the kitchen, "Yes, I haven't been beaten."

Yan Xi's face shone like two suns.

This time, he! Wins!

The old man and Zhang Xifeng in the kitchen looked at the young man's rectum and belly and laughed secretly.

Qiqi was already sitting under the eaves of the hall, asking her mother to comb her hair.

"Mom, is grandpa really that busy?"

Song Yueliang hummed, "Grandpa has a company that is much bigger than my mother's. It supports hundreds of thousands of workers from all over the country. It takes two or three hours just to listen to phone reports every day, and to command and dispatch.

In addition to these, there are many other things, interpersonal contacts, etc., which are very busy during the hour. And grandpa can't stop, let alone pick things up at will. Even if he is sick, he has to work even though he is sick, otherwise something will happen if something goes wrong.

There are many people who have no food to eat...your grandpa is a great man."

"Grandpa is so busy, so if I call him every day, won't it make him even busier?"

"This is different. Grandpa is busy with company matters, which is business. Grandpa talking to Qiqi on the phone is family matter. Business affairs will make grandpa tired, but talking to Qiqi on the phone can relieve grandpa's fatigue."

"why?"

"Because grandpa loves you."

The baby pursed his lips and rolled his eyes with a smile, "Mom, I love grandpa too."

Song Yueliang curled her lips, her face was bright and her smile was gentle.

He tied the red flower headband to the little knot, leaned forward and kissed his daughter's little face, "Okay, the baby is the little princess with the red flower headband today."

"Then the baby wants to be the little pearl princess tomorrow, is that okay?"

"Of course you can. Mom will tie up your little one tomorrow."

On the other side, Yan Xi fell silent unconsciously and took a deep look at Song Yueliang.

He knew that the man was busy, and he had complained countless times since he was a child that he was angry and that the man didn't care about the house.

But he didn't know that in the eyes of outsiders, his father... was a very remarkable person.

Hearing this with his own ears, he felt very proud.

"Uncle, I'm going to have breakfast right away. After that, I'll accompany you to dig river sand. Qiqi is free today!"

The baby's loud shout brought Yan Xi back from his thoughts, and he raised his chin, "Eat well, uncle doesn't have anyone to spare, and the red-headed little princess also wants to help with the work."

"okay!"

"Fu Yanchi, are you going?"

"I am a civilized person and I don't want to pull up my trouser legs and show off my arms. You can go ahead."

Yan Xi, "..." grass.

This bastard has been to the hospital so many times, but why hasn’t his mouth been treated?

Qi Qi ate boiled sweet potatoes and hid behind the kitchen door laughing so hard that she didn't dare to laugh too loudly.

Dad is always angry with uncle, which is bad.

"Uncle is a bit stupid and doesn't know how to ask for help. If he asks mom for help, dad won't dare to say anything." The baby snickered and muttered.

The volume is not too small.

Everyone in the kitchen can hear it.

Fu Yanchi handed the peeled sweet potato to her daughter and said in a faint voice, "Qiqi, daddy kisses it."

"My uncle is also dear to me."

"Then if dad and uncle fight, who will you help?"

"You can't beat uncle."

"..."

I don't know who in the kitchen made a puff sound first, followed by constant puffing and muffled laughter.

Uncle Gui took back the sweet potato meat that he almost spit out and swallowed it: "One thing will bring another thing down, Mr. Fu should do it."

In November in the south, the temperature is already as cold as winter.

The water in the river at the entrance of the village is already so cold that it can make people get goosebumps from the cold as soon as they put their hands down.

Yan Xi took a shovel and a wooden bucket, and with Qiqi and Dong Wangshu who insisted on following them, they avoided the washing area by the river, found a shallow water area, and started shoveling river sand into the bucket.

In order to do this, he even put on ugly high-top black water boots.

A young man who has never done any menial work imagines that shoveling a bucket of river sand is a very simple task.

I didn't expect it would be so difficult when I actually did it.

"Uncle, you have to stand down a little. How do you shovel on the bank? You have to arch your waist very low on the bank. If you are not careful, you will fall into the river."

"I shoveled it wrong. This is river mud, not river sand."

"Oh, don't guess at the water plants, it's so slippery--oh, look, the water got into the boots."

"I should call Brother Goudan and Brother Hua Zi. They are very good at collecting river sand. They can fill a bucket in a short time."

"Uncle, come up here. Qiqi shovels the sand, and you can help carry the bucket."

Yan Xi's face was livid, and she would never admit that she was so useless, "Qiqi, why don't you use a notebook to practice calligraphy? Uncle Qian's notebook is out!"

After he finished speaking, all the people squatting by the river, one large and one small, looked at him, their eyes dark and silent.

Yan Xi, "..."

Suddenly, the sound of a bicycle chain turning came closer and closer.

Qiqi turned to look and saw a bicycle approaching quickly on the road. The rider was Uncle Chen, and there was someone riding on the back seat of the bicycle.

It was the village chief, his face was very pale, and there was a very eye-catching bruise on his forehead.

(End of chapter)