Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 182: Grandpa is an extraordinary man
Closing the phone, the young man's face brightened from the sunlight.
When he saw the soft and cute little baby crouching at his feet, the corner of the young man's eyes twitched, "Qiqi, uncle will take you to dig the river sand after breakfast!"
"River sand digs? Go to the river? Yanxi, I'm coming too!" Hongmao ran out of the kitchen while holding a half-eaten yam in his hand.
Looking at her, Yanxi let out a voice ah, raised her chin slightly, and acted casually, "Last night we said that we would dye our hair green? Sorry, I might not be able to color it anymore, my dad just called me, specifically said don't color my hair green, I got upset. I'm not gonna color it just yet, lest he call and nag."
Dong Wangshu's mouth twitched.
Should the emphasis be on the words “kusus” and “kus”?
Isn't it just your dad who called you? Because it's so embarrassing, no one seems to have a father.
No, everyone has a father, but Yanxi's father is Yan Huai!
Boss Kyoto, my God!
He was still very close to Master Yan his entire life!
Dong Wangshu ran towards Yanxi, his eyes twinkling, "Your father must be very busy, right? How does she still have time to take care of trivial things like your hair coloring? My father didn't even bother talking to me ! Your father is usually strict. Seriously? Are you different from the other old men in the house? What else did he tell you?"
"A very old man, my father is not old at all, he looks like he is in his forties, he is young! And my mom was younger, I walked out with her, everybody said it was my sister." Yan Xi snorted, I happened to see a sick man with a piece of clothing passing by in the kitchen, and immediately raised his voice, "But my father is very busy, and he often has to work when he comes home, he said, so basically he didn't do it." I did not have time to take care of things at home, just a phone call was made in the middle of a busy schedule before leaving for work. If you don't believe me, ask Fu Yanchi, my father never called him.
Lazy answer came from the stove, "Yes, I haven't called."
Yanxi's face shone like two suns.
This wave, he! win! go upstairs!
The old man, Zhang Xifeng and the others in the kitchen looked at the young man's straightforward appearance, and laughed silently.
Qiqi was already sitting under the roof of the main hall, asking her mother to comb her hair.
“Bu, is grandfather as busy as that?”
Song Yueliang hummed, "Grandfather owns a much larger company than the mother company, and supports hundreds of thousands of workers from all over the country. It takes two or three hours just to listen to phone reports and order submissions every day. " In addition to these hours, there are still many other affairs, interpersonal communication, and others are very busy. And grandfather could not stop, let alone take things at will, even if he was sick, he had to work while sick, otherwise there would be a little problem. There's a lot of people who don't have food.your grandfather was an amazing man."
“Grandpa is very busy, so I call grandpa every day, doesn't that make grandpa even busier?”
"Different. Grandpa's busy with company, it's business. Grandpa's phone call with Qiqi was a family affair. Business will make grandfather tired, but talking to Qiqi on the phone can relieve grandfather's tiredness."
"Why?"
"Because Grandpa loves you."
Wa'er clenched his mouth, rolled his eyes with a smile, "Mom, I love grandfather too."
Song Yueliang curled her lips, with a bright face and a gentle smile.
Tie the red hair flower to the small pulley, bend over and kiss her daughter's little cheek, "OK, dear, little red head flower princess today."
“Then tomorrow the baby wants to be a little pearl princess, okay?”
"Of course, I'll tie you up tomorrow."
On the other hand, Yanxi fell silent involuntarily, and looked at Song Yueliang deeply.
He knew the man was busy. Since childhood, he had complained and was angry many times because the man did not care about the house.
But he did not know that in the eyes of outsiders, his father was a very extraordinary person.
Hearing this sentence with his own ears, he was extremely proud in his heart.
“Uncle, I'll have breakfast soon, and once done, I'll accompany you to dig up the river sand. Qiqi there is free time today!”
Waer's loud shout made Yan Xi return to her mind, and she raised her chin, "Eat well, uncle does not accept idlers, and the red-haired little princess also needs to help with work."
“Fu Yanchi, you want to leave?”
"I am a civilized man. I don't want to do the job of pulling my pants and brightening my arms. You can go."
Ginxi, "..." Grass.
This bastard, he went to the hospital many times, why is his mouth not healed!
Qi Qi ate the boiled yam, hid behind the stove door then ate and laughed, not daring to laugh too hard.
Dad's always mad at Uncle, good or bad.
“Uncle is rather stupid, he does not know how to find a maid, if he asks for the help of mother, father will not dare to say anything.” Wa'er sneered and muttered.
The volume of the sound is not small.
Everyone in the kitchen could hear it.
Fu Yanchi handed the peeled yam to his daughter, and said in a low voice, "Qiqi, Daddy is very dear."
“Uncle also dear.”
"Then if you had a fight with your uncle, who would you help?"
"You can't beat Uncle."
"..."
Someone in the kitchen snorted first, followed by relentless grunting.
Uncle Gui sipped back the yam meat that was about to spurt, and swallowed it: Mr. Fu deserves one thing.
In November in the south, the temperature is already as cold as winter.
The river water at the entrance of this village was already very cold, and would freeze the skin for a while after lowering the hands.
Yanxi carried a wooden bucket with a shovel, carried Qiqi and Dong Wangshu who insisted on following, avoided the washing place by the river, found shallow water, and began shoveling the river sand into the bucket.
In order to obtain this thing, he specifically wore ugly high-black water boots.
A young man who had never done any menial work, in his imagination shoveling a bucket of river sand was a very simple matter.
I didn't expect it to be so difficult when it was actually done.
"Uncle, you should stand a little lower. How can you shovel on the edge? You have to keep your waist low on the edge. If you're not careful, you'll fall into the river."
“I shoveled wrong, this is river mud, not river sand.”
"Oh, don't think of water grass, slippery once—oh, look, the water is inside the boots."
“I have to call Brother Goudan and Brother Huazi. They are very good at digging river sand, and soon they can fill buckets.”
“Come, Uncle, Qiqi shovel the sand, and you can help carry the bucket.”
Yan Xi's face was deathly pale, and she would never admit that she was so useless, "Qiqi, why don't you practice calligraphy with a notebook? Uncle Qian is out!"
After those words fell, the big and small people who were crouching by the river looked at him together, their eyes darkened and they did not speak.
Ginxi, "..."
With embarrassment on his face, there was the sound of bicycle chains spinning from far to near.
Qi Qi turned his head to look, and saw a bicycle approaching quickly on the main road. The person riding the bike was Chen Erbo, and there was someone in the back seat of the bike.
It was the grandfather of the village chief, his face was extremely pale, and there was a very striking bruise on his forehead.