Shrank to a 3-Years-Old Child

"Oh, good."

Qingqing was a little disappointed, but she was also used to her parents being away from home, so she didn't make trouble anymore.

It's just that the energetic little dumb hair on his head can't help but hang down.

Not seeing the child's low look, Fu Heng raised his hand to cover Qingqing's small head, and gently rubbed it, attracting the puzzled look of Little Totoro.

Meeting her eyes, Fu Heng paused his hand, then withdrew his hand naturally.

It seems that when I was young, my wife did not like people rubbing her head.

Although the touch is as good as always.

"Is Qing Qing hungry?" The subject changed obviously.

After hearing this, Qingqing touched her bulging belly, but she was actually not hungry and replied super loudly: "Hungry! Qingqing wants to eat a Han baby."

In fact, Qingqing didn't even know what it was.

She just happened to know from the nanny aunt at home that many people like to take children to eat Han Bao, so she naturally included it in the delicious menu.

Even if she doesn't quite understand, why can "baby" eat?

It seems cruel to think about eating other people’s ‘babies’. Qingqing hesitated to change his words: "I...I don’t eat babies anymore, just drink grandma."

"It's okay, we will eat burgers."

Fu Heng was originally not in favor of letting children eat these unnutritious things, but just looked at Qing Qing's look of expectation and fear, and he was relieved.

It should be fine just eating this time.

"No, no... no more."

As a result, Fu Heng agreed, and Qingqing no longer wanted to eat.

She shook her head into a rattle, and she was full of resistance.

Why do children have an idea for a while?

Fu Heng, who didn't quite understand what she was thinking, saw that Qingqing really didn't like it, so he took advantage of the trend to dispel this idea.

"What does Qingqing want to eat?" He continued to ask patiently.

"Anything is okay?" Qingqing's eyes grumbled, not knowing what ‘good’ idea he was making, full of agility and cunning.

"You talk about it first."

It's a pity that Dao is one foot high and the devil is one foot high, and Fu Heng calmly blocked her temptation.

"Qing Qing wants to eat candy."

After all, appetite has the upper hand, allowing Qingqing to say the answer that he desires most.

"No." This was not what Fu Heng said. It was Fu Sijin who heard the movement outside. "She has eaten three candies, a large box of mangoes, and a bottle of yogurt today, so she can't give her any more. Eat candy."

"Actually, it is five. Just now Xiaocheng secretly gave Qingqing two candies, and she ate them all."

Secretary Li, who has not yet left, pushed his glasses, looked at the traitor's eyes with Qingqing, calmly sold the little Mengwu thoroughly, and cheated his colleagues by the way.

Like cute things, like cute things, the bottom line of the diet that children should abide by must be kept well. This is the persistence of being a mature adult.

"Did Qingqing ate all five candies?" Fu Heng asked.

He will not judge a child's mistakes based on other people's side words.

"Eat... ate." Qingqing said quietly.

She can't lie, the teacher said that good children can't lie, they will become a liar, no one likes a liar.

"You are not allowed to eat any more candy today."

"..." She squatted her mouth, tears rolled in her eyes instantly, just forbearing not to flow down.

Can be wronged.

Fu Heng was coldly unmoved.

Only at noon, he took Qingqing's little hand and walked into a familiar restaurant under the smile of the clown doll.

"A children's set meal, thank you."

"OK, just a second."

Within a few minutes, the hot burger set with the aroma of fried chicken was delivered to Fu Heng.

He picked up the tray with one hand, and took Qingqing with him and found a place by the window to sit at random.

"Here." A mini burger suitable for children was handed to Qingqing.

Qingqing took the burger, looked at it curiously, and then took a tentative bite on the edge.

She didn't dare to bite too much, she only ate a little bit of noodles dipped in salad dressing, and her eyes lit up.

Delicious!

"What is this? A good time!"

Qing Qing asked vaguely with something in her mouth.

For the first time she found such a delicious thing.

"This is a hamburger, little sister."

A young lady who was passing by with a friend heard Qingqing's words and kindly answered her who hadn't seen her.

"Baby Han?" Qing Qing was stunned, and once again looked at the hamburger in his hand seriously, and suddenly muttered in a low voice, "So there is no ‘baby’ in the hamburger."

Her voice was small, and only Fu Heng beside her heard the words.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered Qingqing's inconsistent attitude when he was at the door of the elder son's office just now.

One-handed fist was pressed against his mouth, a low chuckle overflowed through the slightly vibrating throat.

How can this child be so cute?

Facts have proved that the charm of Hamburg is unmatched.

After three or two bites, this mini burger, which is not the size of Qingqing's palm, is less than half.

While she was eating, a straw was handed to her mouth, Qingqing subconsciously took a breath, and the warm sweet milk flowed into the mouth, moisturizing the dry choking sensation brought by the burger.

There are a few chicken pieces in this children's set meal, but the outer layer of crispy skin was picked off by Fu Heng, leaving only the chicken inside Qingqing.

Children are not suitable to eat too much of this hot and greasy food.

After eating and drinking, Qingqing touched her swollen belly. This time she was completely fed.

She was carried into Fu Heng's car and sat in a child safety chair that she didn't know when it was installed. Her eyes were slightly straight, and she looked a little dumb. She was sleepy after eating.

"How is it like a little piglet?"

Sleep when you are full.

There was no quilt in the car, so Fu Heng took off his suit jacket and put it on Qingqing's body. By the way, he turned off the air conditioner to avoid freezing the child.

As the car shook slightly, Qingqing fell asleep little by little, and went to play with Grandpa Zhou.

"Little bird."

Before going to bed, she lightly touched the window with her little hand, and muttered dazedly.

The voice was too small and the chanting was vague, so Fu Heng did not hear clearly.

He only thought Qingqing was talking in his sleep.

Fu Heng took the time to deal with company affairs in the morning, and was fine in the afternoon, so he took Qingqing home with him.

It was too rushed in the morning, and everything that happened was caught off guard, and now he had to go back and look for any clues.

Why would a wife become a child overnight?

Also, the wife who has become smaller, can there be a day when she will return?

Back home, it would be noisy for Qingqing to go through the cabinets by herself, so Fu Heng simply sent her to the younger son's room to sleep.

Anyway, these few days the youngest son has a temper and doesn't go home, and it doesn't matter if the room allows his mother to sleep.

Fu Heng was busy rummaging for clues, while Qing Qing was sleeping soundly.

No one expected Fu Sishen to go home at this time.

Fu Sishen didn't want to come back, he was still **** angry.

Going home felt like a surrender, he lost to his mother's despicable means, and from then on, he could only be inferior in front of her and was at the mercy of her.

This is not something Fu Sishen's self-esteem can bear.

But thinking of what the eldest brother said in the morning, he was very entangled again, thinking about it for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and decided to secretly come back to take a look.

Just take a look, if there is nothing wrong, he turned his head and left immediately, he should not collide with his mother.

It’s not that Fu Sishen is so obedient, it is Fu Sijin's

The words really make him care too much.

It is not the first time that Fu Sishen has ran away from home. His prolonged period of rebellion has long tempered his family members to be particularly calm.

And he is already an adult. As long as he doesn't commit crimes outside and violates the bottom line of the law, no one will deliberately take care of him even if he does not go home for a month.

Therefore, under such preconditions, Fu Sijin's advice is very surprising.

No wonder Fu Sishen cared so much.

I always feel that there is something unintelligible behind it.

Back in fear, only to find that the house is quiet.

"Is there no one?" Looking around, Fu Sishen breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there were no servants.

"It just happened that I forgot to bring something last time, so I took it and then left." Fu Sishen took his long legs and walked to his room.

The Fu family is a three-story villa.

On the first floor is the living room, kitchen and storage room and two lower rooms.

On the second floor are the rooms of the two brothers of the Fu family, as well as their own study and several guest rooms.

The entire space on the third floor belongs to Fu Heng and Qingqing, equipped with a family video room, entertainment room, study room, top-floor garden, etc.

So Fu Sishen had to go back to the room without going through his parents' domain.

Thanks to the sound insulation of the Fu family, he did not find that his father was ruining the cabinet on the third floor.

Opening the door of his room easily, Fu Sishen's step forward suddenly froze.

His sharp gaze condensed on his bed. Although the small bump was not obvious, Fu Sijin was still keenly aware of it.

Someone moved his room, and the culprit now occupies his bed grimly!

Three steps and two steps, Fu Sishen rushed forward, rudely lifted the quilt, and shouted, "Hey! Who are you...? Bastard girl? Pooh! Boy, why are you?"

The original angry questioning turned into a surprised question. Fu Sishen never expected that this illegitimate daughter who was suspected of his brother would actually sleep on his bed.

Did you run into the wrong room?

After all, the doors outside are all the same, and it is really easy for people who are not familiar with the family to go wrong.

When he was young, he often ran into his brother's room because of this.

"Well……"

Suddenly awakened, Qingqing sat up in a daze, rubbing her sleepy eyes with her little hands, looking confused.

But he didn't cry with a good temper, but his mind was still in a state of chaos, a little confused.

She stupidly followed the thigh of the person in front of her all the way up, and when she saw Fu Sishen's handsome face that was very similar to her, her eyes lit up and she shouted, "Son!"

It seems that I still remember Fu Sishen as his own son.

Fu Sishen: "???"

My friend, do you have a lot of question marks.

What's the matter, this kid, he wants to be his mother when he is so old.

As soon as he twisted his eyebrows, Fu Sishen looked serious, and opened his mouth to correct Qingqing's mistake.

As a result, the words had not yet been spoken, and they were preempted by another familiar low voice: "Qingqing is awake?"

Fu Sishen's back stiffened.