Chapter 57： Qingqings cell phone (1/2)

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 Fortunately, there was soft sand under her body, but it didn't hurt, but the clothes that were originally made of sand became dirty.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?