Shrank to a 3-Years-Old Child

Qingqing spent an afternoon playing on the beach, and Fu Heng unexpectedly discovered that she was quite talented in art.

He actually built a sand castle by himself.

Although it is very simple, the rudiment of the castle can still be seen, which is a great thing for a child who is nearly four years old.

At least Fu Heng thought he couldn't make this kind of thing.

"Qingqing stand here a little bit."

Fu Heng took a photo of Qingqing and Sand Castle with his mobile phone.

To commemorate, after Qingqing was built, she begged Fu Heng to take pictures for her. Naturally, Fu Heng would not refuse such a small request.

The little guy posed several looks excitedly, and had to ask Fu Heng to add filters and beauty to her.

How could Fu Heng understand this new vocabulary? After checking on the Internet for a while, and fiddling around for a long time, only then did Qingqing take a few photos that satisfied her.

The sky was gradually stained with red glow, and under the glow, Qing Qing was carrying a bucket of scattered shells, and jokingly ran towards Fu Heng.

Unconsciously, Fu Heng raised his phone subconsciously, and recorded this happy scene forever.

In the photo, Qingqing’s childish and cute little face has a carefree smile. Behind her, the sky is full of red clouds, the sky is blue, and the birds are flying, forming a poetic picture.

People can't help but smile at the first glance.

"What did Uncle take? Show Qingqing."

Qingqing leaned in front of Fu Heng, pulling his arm with her hand, wanting to see the photos on his phone.

"Don't grab, stand firm and be careful of falling."

As soon as she finished saying that, Qingqing slammed and sat on the ground. Fortunately, there was soft sand under her body, but it didn't hurt, but the clothes that were originally made of sand became dirty.

Mom sees playing series.

Fortunately, since Fu Heng wanted to bring Qingqing to the beach, he was already mentally prepared, so there was no response.

He just helped Qingqing up, turned his mobile phone over, and handed it to Qingqing for her to see.

"Little bird!"

Qingqing looked at the picture of herself, but focused all her attention on the bird that was accidentally captured behind her, pointing to it excitedly and chanting: "Teacher said, this is called Dreaming Bird."

She still remembers popular science in the museum.

"I wish Mengniao? The name of this bird is auspicious."

Rubbing Qingqing's small head with a chuckle, a pile of sand was formed. Fu Heng paused, and randomly pulled Qingqing to the left, patted and swept the right, and as expected, another pile of sand came out.

"You are

Went to roll in the sand, or took a bath in the sand on purpose? "

Sighing helplessly, seeing that it was not too early, Fu Heng packed up the things on the ground and led Qingqing back.

Cleaning up Qingqing tonight is a huge project.

Because it was too late, Fu Heng simply called his eldest son to explain that he would not go back at night, and then took Qingqing to the nearby seaside villa for rent for the night, and ordered a takeaway by the way.

He had to clean up the sand on Qingqing, but he didn't have time to cook.

Qingqing was sitting in the large bathtub in the villa, patted here and there, and the floor was covered with water.

She herself continued to laugh disapprovingly, and the plastic ducklings and other toys floating around her were knocked over and scattered everywhere.

Fu Heng didn't expect that he had just taken a bath towel for Qingqing, and had to face this endgame when he came back.

He tightened his face slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were dangerously patrolling Qingqing's little fleshy hand.

The little guy was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hands into the water, and even hid the whole person inside, only a wet head was still outside, looking at Fu Heng with a pitiful face.

"Qingqing...Qingqing is the wrong bird...wrong..." I was so scared that I couldn't speak clearly.

"I won't hit you, get up and get dressed."

The water is almost cold, but can't let Qingqing continue to soak in it, it will catch a cold.

The Qingqing was cleaned up skillfully, and soon, the refreshing little dumpling that had been smelling and soft ran out of the bathroom, cheering and went straight to the soft bed.

Fu Heng did not follow, he was embarrassed by Qingqing, so he washed himself by the way.

Qingqing was playing outside alone, waiting for Fu Heng to come out by the way.

During the waiting period, the doorbell rang outside the door, and Fu Heng's order had arrived.

"Come on!" Qingqing ran downstairs to open the door by himself. The takeaway boy at the door was stunned when he saw that there was only a child in it, and then smiled and handed the takeaway to Qingqing.

"have a good meal."

"Thank you."

After the people left, Qingqing dragged the takeout with great effort, and yelled, "Uncle, Uncle... for dinner!"

The little milk sound is very penetrating, and Fu Heng, who directly urged him to reach the top of the stairs, quickened his pace.

Fu Heng ordered ordinary home-cooked dishes, and specially ordered a custard for Qingqing.

The two put things on the small table in the living room for dinner, and Qingqing still eats with a spoon obediently.

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After several months of practice, she has rarely eaten everything everywhere, but her movements are a bit clumsy and her eating speed is very slow.

Fortunately, Fu Heng was patient and just waited intently.

"Qingqing is not allowed to open the door to strangers casually, you know?"

While pulling the meat, Qingqing suddenly heard Fu Heng's serious instructions.

She raised her head strangely and said, "That's the brother who delivers the food, not the bad guy."

"How do you know if he is a bad person?" The attitude is so determined?

"It was the little bird who told Qingqing, she said that you can open the door, Qingqing went to open it." Qingqing said, pointing to the void.

Fu Heng subconsciously looked up, but could not see anything.

He wanted to ignore it, but he always felt that this was a crucial question, and he couldn't help but memorize it carefully.

In fact, the word "little bird" has appeared many times in Qingqing's mouth, but they usually only thought that it was a small sparrow nearby that Qingqing had seen.

It's not surprising that children are always attracted by such small animals.

But it's winter now, and most animals have basically disappeared. Where did the birds come from?

"uncle……"

The little hand held the **** of the big hand, and the little milk sounded a little nervous: "Qing Qing wants to learn something. After uncle goes back, can I report to Qing Qing's interest class?"

She made this rather formal request for the first time, and she was worried about being rejected.

"Yes, what does Qingqing want to learn?"

The child took the initiative to make progress, and Fu Heng had no reason to stop it.

"do not know……"

Qingqing herself was a little bit confused. She watched that the other little friends in the kindergarten had learned some talents, so she wanted to follow the trend and learn. I didn't think so much.

"How about calligraphy and taekwondo?"

A movement and a quietness just allow Qingqing to exercise his body while cultivating his sentiment.

Taekwondo for young children is unlikely to have any lethality, but it is good to let the children run and jump and consume more energy.

Qingqing was spoiled by the family recently, and there were a little faint sign of a bear child. Fu Heng had to correct her as soon as the sign came out, otherwise the child would easily become crooked.

It just so happened that when she went out to a hobby class and consumed her excess physical energy, the little guy was weakened.

Eating and drinking, and by the way finalized his school career, Qingqing was happily unable to do it.

Fu Heng went back to the room and used her mobile phone to deal with some company affairs. She bounced around on the big bed next to her, playing with that poor bed as a trampoline.

Fortunately, Qingqing people are small and light,

Otherwise, they have to bounce their bed.

***

Fu Sishen delayed to go home late.

As soon as he walked outside the house, he saw the warm yellow light faintly revealing inside, his heart was slightly warm.

I couldn't help but speed up and step forward to open the door, but what caught my eye was the figure lying on the sofa with his eyes closed.

The TV was still on and the ball game was playing. The passionate voice of the commentator mixed with the cheers of the audience resounded throughout the living room.

It's a pity that the person watching the football is obviously not interested in it, and can fall asleep in such a noisy environment.

"Big Brother...Big Brother..."

Fu Sishen awakened Fu Sijin: "Get up and go to the room to sleep. It's cold here and I'm worried about catching a cold."

Fu Si opened his bloodshot eyes and looked up at the time, half past two in the morning.

He slowly got up, passing by his brother like a ghost: "Hurry up and rest when you go home."

I didn't say anything to my brother about the daytime incident, it seemed that the incident had never happened before.

Fu Sishen looked at his brother's back and stopped talking. He wanted to tell him about Enron, and even wanted to apologize to him because of his misunderstanding of his mother.

Then I saw Fu Sishen, who was supposed to step into the elevator, suddenly stopped, and turned his head slightly: "Your girlfriend should live in the city. In a property under her mother's name, she seems... I have known my mother a long time ago."

This is what he found out after using a lot of contacts.

Almost when this information was presented to him, he basically guessed that his mother was wronged.

I was wronged again.

So their mother, what did they do wrong to put these two bad things on them?

The slowly closing elevator doors concealed the ironic smile on Fu Sijin's face, but the gloom in his eyes was deeply engraved in Fu Sijin's eyes.

"This is me, was rejected by the whole family?"

Sitting down on the sofa decadently, Fu Sishen scratched his hair irritably.

Suddenly, he stood up abruptly and charged upstairs fiercely.

Since he has done something wrong, he has to dare to act, he must go to Qingqing to apologize!

Of course, only the room full of loneliness responded to Fu Sishen.

Qingqing and Fu Heng were not there, they were still living in the villa by the sea, but Fu Sishen didn't know.

Thinking that Qingqing was avoiding herself deliberately, Fu Sishen couldn't tell his current mood, but he must be uncomfortable.

He wanted to close the door and leave, but suddenly a dim light lit up on the table in his parents' room.

"Huh? What?"

Fu Si was curious.

In the middle of the night, the dark light suddenly lit up really easily reminds people of some unclean things, especially as a cartoonist, Fu Sishen's imagination is even more abundant.

In just a few minutes, he had thought of all sorts of strange and mysterious events.

I also added a variety of stories about love, hatred, and hatred to others, and they were almost integrated as a plot outline, just as the material for future creation.

There was a wild thought in his mind, but he was very honest in his actions.

When he returned to his senses, Fu Sishen had already squatted before the gloomy light, seeing the true face of the other party clearly.

It's his mother's cell phone.

Because the smaller Qing Qing is not available, it has been forgotten on the bedside table and no one has ever moved it.