Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 91: Why didn't you show up?
As soon as Qi Qiyi came out of the kitchen, her friends rushed over.
One by one, they were so anxious that they disliked his short legs and walked slowly, that they immediately lifted him up and ran.
Directions directly pointed to the main room.
At this moment, even the little dolls' favorite candy can't distract them, and their eyes are all glued to the TV set in the low cabinet.
"Qiqi, is this TV? It's TV!" Goudan was so excited that he trembled, "I saw the TV in someone else's store in town. Much smaller than yours! What's wrong with your TV? So big!"
Huazi and the other small radish heads crowded in front of the TV, staring straight at the black screen, "This TV is very big, I went to a supplier and marketing cooperative in the area with my grandfather, I went to a supplier and marketing cooperative, and there's a TV on sale there. Small engine!"
“Qiqi, can this TV be played? Will there be criminals in it?”
His friends came up with questions one by one, making Qi dizzy.
She desperately wants to share a TV at home with her friends, but she can't turn it on.
“I, I, I will find my mother, my mother will definitely drive!” He subconsciously called his mother.
Song Yueliang appeared before him in an instant, along with a large group of aunts and grandmothers from the village.
Not only children who are curious about TV, adults are also not left behind.
Not to mention their Taoxi Village, even the surrounding villages whose lives were better than theirs, only one or two households could afford it.
I bought it and put it at home, hey, like watching a movie at home, it's interesting.
Song Yueliang did not spend much time fiddling with the TV. After turning it on, he chose a channel, fiddled with the antenna mounted on the side of the main chamber, and his screen jumped out of the TV.
There are no TVs to watch at the moment, and there are very few radio stations to choose from. Generally there are only news releases after 7 p.m.
That is, when the TV screen appeared, a cry sounded in the main room.
Women and children gathered in front of the TV while watching excitedly.
There are mothers and mothers who are talking while watching TV.
"TV is still in color! Hey, how much is it? I remember someone in the new village next door buying a little black and white TV at the beginning of the year. The size is only half, and the price is almost 800 yuan!"
"Can it be compared like this? Boss Song was in business and had money in his pocket. Of course, he bought good things. After all, this could still be seen by Qiqi. Is that bad?"
"That's right... Aunt Zhang was very lucky to have picked up Qiqi, and now Qiqi's mother respected her as an older person."
"Didn't you say sour words? Auntie Zhang has a good heart, and good people are rewarded. Don't go any further, just talk about Qiqi. If we meet, maybe we'll pick him up and let him recover. But if I really want to say something you can raise a child without relatives and for no reason at home, can you do it? After all, I definitely can't do it, I can't even raise my own child, who will raise another outsider?"
"That's reality. Let's say we're poor. Auntie Zhang is an old woman who lives in a vegetable garden and two acres of sweet potatoes. Is he poorer than us? But he gritted his teeth and tried his hardest to raise Qiqi. So thanks to today, he deserves it all."
"Hey, let me tell you, you all gave me excuses one by one. I'm the one confused in your eyes? Watch TV and watch TV!"
At the moment the Zhangjiatang room was already full of people, the benches were insufficient, so the children were just sitting on the ground, and no one thought the room was dirty.
Qiqi also did not sit on the bench, but rather gathered with her friends, and took out the colorful fruit candy her mother bought for her during the day, two pieces for each person.
Fruit candy is made in the form of orange segments, with a thin, soft and chewy white sugar granules outer layer in the mouth, sweet and delicious, let alone delicious.
Of course friends are not stingy with Qiqi. After eating the fruit candy, they also share other snacks of his collection with him.
Two wild dates, a handful of dried yams, a tube of rice flowers, half a slice of peach bread, a pack of Tang monk meat, some ripe myrtle...
Qiqi's small pocket filled to the brim, and she smiled and bent her brows.
At eight o'clock, the news broadcast on color TV was completed, and after a short advertisement, the opening song of the TV series began playing.
Until the end of the TV series, when the show finished late at night, when the aunts, mothers-in-law, and children left, they were still talking about the characters in the play.
The topic of adding many expensive and large items to the Zhang family within a day was temporarily forgotten by the big crowd.
It was almost ten at night, and Qi Qi was tired after playing all day.
After taking a bath, I lay in bed, sleepy and about to fall asleep, when my little hand accidentally touched the hairpin on its little handle.
Qiqi.
He had actually forgotten that he still had 8,000 yuan in his head.
When I think of 8,000 yuan, I think of Uncle Fu.
Unknowingly, he touched her eyes with his small hands.
My mother said that her eyes were the same as her father's, her eyes were beautiful peach-colored, and would curve into a crescent moon when she smiled.
Uncle Fu's eyes were like this. When she smiled, it was as beautiful as hers.
Your eyes are prettier, right?
Trying to imagine his father's eyes in his mind, Qiqi grinned with her small mouth and silently grinned.
"Darling, is today happy?" Song Yueliang was also sleepy, but even though she was very sleepy, she was still focused on her daughter, and she was able to immediately see any changes to her.
Qiqi nodded, and replied obediently, "Mom, Qiqi is very happy today."
After answering his mother, Qiqi's eyes slightly shifted, her small mouth opened and opened again, and her small appearance showed confusion.
"Do you have any questions to ask your mom? Tanya?" Song Yueliang was a little amused, not understanding why her daughter was so heavily involved with such a small doll.
Gaining a boost, Qi Qi pursed his lips, and asked what he had stored in his heart. "Mom, I have Dad's rights, right?"
Song Yueliang was silent for a moment, "Of course."
"Then why didn't you show up? Do you not like Qiqi? Because of female Qiqi?"
Mother and daughter sleep on the same side.
Right now, the little baby turned his head to the side, and other than doubt, there was also the depression and unease hidden in his bright black eyes.
In his small world, which he realized was very simple, that mother had appeared, why didn't you come?
Mom showed up because I liked her.
Then dad didn't come, was it because he didn't like it?
Song Yueliang was lying on her side, and she could see her daughter's eyes clearly when she lowered her head.
He was silent for a moment, blaming himself for letting his daughter think that way.
A moment later, he bowed and kissed his daughter's smooth forehead, then said, "It's not like that, Qiqi."
“Dad didn't show up, not because he didn't like you, he had a reason.”
“The things in it are very complicated, and my mother will tell you when you grow up.”
"Qiqi, don't blame Dad. Mother promised she would love Qiqi just as much as mother."