Shrank to a 3-Years-Old Child

"It's getting late, my house is nearby, otherwise Si would come to my house for a meal? I ask your sister-in-law to have a few more dishes."

The conversation just now quickly narrowed the distance between the two of them, and now Director Gao has begun to call Fu Sijin by his name.

"This..." Fu Sijin looked at Qingqing hesitantly, only to see the two newly met little sisters holding hands affectionately and walking together happily, obviously not wanting to be separated in a short time.

"Then bother."

"Hahaha...Don't bother or disturb, it's my honor for you to come!"

Patting Fu Sijin on the shoulder, Director Gao laughed and led Fu Sijin directly to his home.

His home is indeed very close to this cafe, which is basically a distance of up and down stairs.

Ningning can run home by herself.

"Sister, come, I will take you to my house."

Ningning took Qingqing's little hand and ran forward with her dad da da, and directly left the two adults behind.

"Sister, slow... slower."

Qingqing's short legs are not as active as Ning Ning, running out of breath.

"Sister, hurry up."

Ningning urged her lips, but stopped at her feet, waiting for Qingqing to catch her breath before leaving. This time she deliberately walked a little slower.

Take care of Qingqing’s short legs.

Director Gao lives in that kind of old-fashioned community. There is no elevator inside. He can only run up the stairs one by one. Fortunately, they only live on the third floor, so climbing up is not too tired.

"Ouch!"

Qingqing was still climbing the stairs following Ningning's footsteps, but she didn't know how to suddenly hit a wall of flesh, making her dizzy.

"Kid, are you okay?"

The shaking shoulders were held, and a concerned voice came from above his head.

The small body shook subconsciously, and Qingqing replied in a low voice: "No...nothing."

The little milk trembles instinctively.

"Just fine."

The man who was hit by Qingqing smiled gently, then let go of her and continued downstairs.

He went down step by step, silently passing by Fu Sijin and the others who followed.

Fu Si paused in his footsteps and turned his head abruptly, but he could only see a back figure that was fading away.

"Si Jin?"

Seeing Fu Sijin's face faintly pale, Director Gao asked worriedly: "Are you uncomfortable in any way?"

"No, no, I just admitted the wrong person."

Reluctantly smiled, Fu Si would bow his head and walk up quickly.

On the other side, Qingqing was turned back by Ning Ning, who took her small hand and started to get cold. Ning Ning asked strangely, "Is my sister cold?"

"No." Qing Qing shook her head and touched her stomach again: "It's just that I'm hungry."

In response to the scene, Qingqing's belly screamed loudly, and directly amused Ning Ning and Fu Sijin who happened to be catching up.

"Don't laugh." The little guy who knew he was being mocked pursed his mouth in anger.

The baby is angry and can't coax that kind.

"Yo, you are still angry?"

Director Gao picked up Qingqing and coaxed her with her knees as she walked: "You don't want to be angry. Go back and ask Auntie to make you fragrant and crispy fried ice cream."

"Ice cream can be fried?" It will melt.

Qingqing, who had never heard that ice cream can be fried, asked in surprise.

"Of course, as long as it is edible, everything can be fried."

It seems that Director Gao is a loyal deep-frying fan.

When he arrived at the door, before Director Gao knocked on the door, he was hit by Mrs. Gao who was about to open the door.

"What are you doing in front of the door?"

He wanted to pull Director Gao away with disgust, but saw the cuteness in his arms. Mrs. Gao paused, and her voice immediately rose by an octave: "Gao Congguang, you are going to die, this is the kid who was stolen from somewhere, hurry up People are going back!"

Fu Sishen: "..."

This is my house.

"Why am I a villain who steals children? Can't this child come back with me voluntarily?"

Gao Congguang yelled dissatisfiedly, feeling deeply that his wife had wronged him. As a result, Mrs. Gao was shocked to the point of breaking the voice: "You still abducted!"

Fu Sijin: "..."

Qing Qing: "..."

Ningning: "..."

"That, mother..."

Ningning pulled her mother's sleeves, and kindly explained to her father: "My younger sister is a child of this uncle's family, and they are here as guests."

"Uh..." The embarrassed Mrs. Gao was silent for a moment, and suddenly picked up the quilt in her hand and hurried out: "You go to the house and sit down, I will go downstairs to dry a quilt."

That appearance can be called a runaway.

Director Gao's unscrupulous ridicule suddenly came from behind, and Mrs. Gao secretly gritted her teeth.

Gao Congguang, don't even think about going back to your house to sleep tonight!

Under the enthusiastic greeting of Director Gao, Fu Sijin took Qing Qing to visit.

Grandpa and Grandma were all at home. Seeing guests coming, the two elderly people quickly stood up and went to the kitchen to make tea and serve fruits to greet the guests.

Was quickly stopped by Fu Sijin.

"Don't bother uncle

Uncles and aunts, we have taken the liberty to visit you and have already disturbed you, so I can't trouble you to make tea. "

"It's a guest at the door, what's the trouble to entertain the guests?" Grandpa Gao disagreed, and wanted to go to the kitchen. Fu Sijin quickly gave Qingqing a look.

Qingqing knew it, and immediately stepped forward and called out sweetly: "Hello, grandma and grandpa. My name is Qingqing. I am a child from A Jin's family. I am three years old this year."

"Oh, where did this little cute come from?" Grandma Gao was immediately captured by the cute and sensible Qingqing, even Grandpa Gao was not surprised.

The two elderly people were surrounded by Qingqing, they were stuffed with sugar and drinks, and even their own granddaughters were ignored.

Ningning didn't care, no one cared that she simply climbed onto the sofa and watched TV. By the way, she pulled out the remote control from the slit of the sofa and tuned to her favorite channel.

She likes to watch two big bears recently and has to keep up with them every day.

Today, because of going out and ending an episode, I have to beg her mother to use the computer to find a replay.

After telling his parents to prepare two more dishes in the evening, Director Gao took Fu Sijin into the study.

The discussion they just had is not over yet.

Although the Gao family lives in an old-fashioned community, this community is actually a formerly rich community.

Regardless of the narrow corridor, there is no elevator, in fact, when the door is opened, there is a large mansion with five bedrooms and two halls, with a large garden-style balcony.

In addition to the three bedrooms where his family lived, Director Gao also specially reserved a room for his father-in-law who had to come over to stay from time to time.

The remaining one is used as his study room, and all the work that needs to be done at home is done in it.

At this time, Fu Si stayed with him in the study to discuss the revision of the script, and Qingqing went to play on the balcony at the invitation of Ningning.

"Does my sister play ball?"

Ningning picked up a basketball and pointed to the hoop lane installed on the wall.

There are two baskets, one high and one low, on that wall. The short one should be specially designed to take care of Ningning.

"No." Qing Qing shook his head.

She has never seen basketball, and naturally she can't play.

In fact, both the Fu family and the Gu family have regular fitness habits, but most of their fitness is just aerobic running or strength training.

Boys like basketball love ball games so much that they don’t see them play.

"It doesn't matter, I teach you."

Facing Qingqing's confused little face, Ningning immediately became interested in being a teacher.

"Look at it, this is a shot."

Will basketball

Smash it hard, and then reach out and slap accurately when it bounces. After the basketball is shot, it bounces and is shot down again and again.

Soon, the basketball jumped regularly under Ningning, and Qingqing looked surprised.

"Sister is so amazing." She claps her hands very much, and her admiration makes Ning Ning extremely useful.

"Come on, you try." Handing over the basketball to Qingqing, Ning Ning stepped aside and taught her to shoot the ball.

Originally wanted to teach another dribble, but Qingqing had small hands and lack of strength. She was already very difficult to learn with a single shot.

"123..."

This is the highest number of **** that Qing Qing can shoot with all his might.

The first three shots were obviously good, but after the third shots, the dishes stopped in seconds.

Even Ningning was irritated by her: "Forget it, that's it."

After receiving the ball in Qingqing's hand, Ningning showed her a bounce, dribble, and even a three-step layup.

"Wow—Sister Ningning is amazing!"

Qingqing almost screamed in amazement.

The old man inside the house smiled and watched the two little guys outside the house playing lively, obviously they hadn't moved, but they still felt the same happiness.

This game continues until the start of dinner.

Mrs. Gao and her mother-in-law made a meal together, and turned around and shouted, "The room is open!"

Ning Ning pulled Qing Qing and ran over immediately, and then Director Gao consciously came out of the study with Fu Sijin.

Grandpa Gao had already consciously helped with the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen.

Qing Qing was stunned by the harmony of the family.

A little envious, she never seemed to feel the normal family atmosphere.

"Qingqing will help Grandpa get the dishes, OK?"

Fu Sijin didn't know when to come behind Qingqing, squatted down and whispered in her ear.

"……I can not."

Qingqing hesitated a little, and dared not go past timidly.

She felt that she didn't deserve to be in that peaceful atmosphere, and she always felt out of place.

"It's okay, I'll go with you."

In fact, Fu Sijin didn't feel this way, but in order to encourage the younger Qingqing, he could only become brave.

"……it is good."

Qingqing hesitated for a moment, but her inner desire prevailed.

Her small hand tightly held one of Fu Sijin's fingers, and he led him to approach Grandpa Gao.

"Grandpa, can I help you get chopsticks?"

Both bowls and spoons are not easy to handle. Qingqing's hands are too small to hold it securely, and it is easy to fall, so chopsticks are her best choice.

"Yes, the baby is so good."

Grandpa Gao smiled and took two chopsticks to Qingqing, Qingqing immediately reached out and held it, and then walked toward the dining table like a baby. ,, URL,: