Chapter 11： Qingqing Adventure (1/2)

After being caught by his son on the spot, the next person who went up to count the arrested people naturally became Fu Heng.

This time it was Fu Sijin's turn to be a wooden man with Qingqing. In the end, it was clear that Qingqing could not stand still and fell first, but Fu Heng caught Fu Sijin.

The father and son just agreed, so they didn't catch the Qing Qing, and let her run around all the time to increase the amount of activity.

But this little fool didn't notice it at all, and even proudly thought that he was very good at playing games. He was so happy after being fooled and ran for several laps.

Typical is the owner who has to help some money after being sold.

When Fu Heng estimated that the time was almost the same, when he finally called a halt, Qing Qing was already playing with sweat, and the bangs on his forehead were sticking to the ruddy little face.

"Qing Qing is tired?"

Fu Heng picked up Qing Qing and helped her to organize her sweaty hair to the back of her head, revealing a clean and full small forehead.

"Tired...tired."

If this question hadn't been asked, Qingqing might still feel nothing, but now she just feels exhausted all over, and she can't wait to fall asleep on the bed immediately.

Seeing that the child in his arms was so tired that his eyes dropped slightly, Fu Heng glanced at the clock in the center of the living room.

At half past nine, it is indeed time for the child to go to bed.

He briefly explained to his eldest son, and then took Qingqing upstairs to wash and sleep.

Now Qingqing still lives in the same room with Fu Heng, but sleeps on a newly bought children's bed.

It's not that Fu Heng is unwilling to let her sleep in the big bed of himself and his wife. It is said that this bed was bought by Qingqing at first, and it belongs to Qingqing in name.

It's just that she is a little one, sleeping with her, and Fu Heng is worried that she will be crushed by accident or hurt her accidentally.

The examples in the news that careless parents accidentally crushed young children have never been outdated. With Fu Heng's caution, of course, he will not allow himself to make such mistakes.

Moreover, Qingqing sleeps on his own, which is more convenient for the two of them to work and rest.

The time difference between a child and an adult is completely different.

At least it's still early for Fu Heng, so you can go busy with other things, or take a leisurely time to read, read current affairs, and relax.

Washing refreshingly, Qingqing dressed in a dinosaur jumpsuit and pajamas, rushed out of the bathroom, using both hands and feet, crawling and kicking, humming and climbing onto the cot.

Fu Heng waited a while before coming out of the bathroom. He obviously washed and changed into a comfortable pajamas.

Water drips down little by little.

Obviously, after Bangqingqing finished washing, he took a bath himself.

"Uncle Uncle..."

Qingqing had lay down on the bed automatically. After seeing Fu Heng coming out of the bathroom, he immediately urged: "Tell a story, Qingqing must listen to the story."

"Wait a minute." Fu Heng took a dry towel and wiped his hair a few times. When he was sure that it was no longer dripping, he completely ignored it and let it dry naturally.

"what happened?"

Seeing Qingqing wringing her brows and staring at herself disapprovingly, Fu Heng couldn't help but wonder.

"Huhuhu, Uncle didn't huhu, he would have a headache."

Qingqing stretched out his hand and gestured on his head with a hair dryer.

Hearing this, Fu Heng's figure paused slightly.

He suddenly remembered that his wife had always told him to dry his hair in time after washing, otherwise he would have a headache.

Many times Fu Heng didn't take it seriously. He felt that his hair was short, so he could dry it by just letting it dry. It was too troublesome to take a hair dryer, and it was a waste of time, forcing his wife to pick up the hair dryer to help him blow it.

Now the hair dryer is still habitually placed at the head of the bed, but the person who was supposed to pick up the hair dryer to blow his head after he was finished, can no longer afford such a heavy machine.

No, even if she could afford it, Fu Heng would not allow her to touch electrical appliances.

With his thoughts drifting, Fu Heng had already unconsciously picked up the hair dryer, blowing his hair for the first time.

There was a whirring wind in my ears, which was very noisy, and in front of me was a little guy lying on a small bed, very cute.

Suddenly, it may have been impulsive, or it may have been unbearable. Fu Heng asked, "When Qingqing met me for the first time, did he meet anything else?"

"..." Qing Qing looked confused, she didn't understand.

This question should not be asked.

Fu Heng knew that even if he wanted to explore the reasons why his wife became smaller, he should not ask a three-year-old child like that.

She didn't know anything, and she became younger when she woke up. Facing a strange environment and strangers, the child's inner fear was no less than that of adults like them.

It's just that she has been habitually covering up, pretending to be well-behaved, afraid of being hurt.

"Sorry..." The blurted apology was interrupted by a hesitant little milky voice: "Qing Qing didn't know, before meeting my uncle, Qing Qing was sleeping, but..."

She just heard...

"Just what?"

The sudden glimmer of the willows made Fu Heng excited immediately, fearing that Qing Qing would be frightened, he insisted on his patience and kept asking calmly.

Qing Qing is crooked

The little head seemed to be recalling something carefully, and his expression was a little confused: "...crying."

"Crying? Who is crying?"

As if hope was right in front of him, Fu Heng unconsciously grasped the edge of Qingqing's bed.

At this moment, there was a sudden throbbing abnormal movement outside the window.

Fu Heng turned his head in surprise, and Qing Qing's surprise cry came from behind: "Little bird!"