C119 (1/2)

After chatting with his son, Zhang Qing's mood is obviously better. Most of them are sticky. Guo Jingjing gets up in the morning to cook porridge. He stands by and accompanies him. Guo Jingjing goes to the backyard to put the chicken out of the cage. He squats beside him and looks at it with a smile on his mouth.

Guo Jingjing always leaves everything to him, except that he is not allowed to work. He does whatever he likes.

”Good morning, Uncle Zhang.”

He Fanxing got up and said hello to Zhang Qing. Guo Jingjing looked back at him. He Fanxing chuckled at him. When Guo Jingjing turned back, his ears were red.

He Fanxing laughed and walked over. He didn't think the chicken coop smelled. He asked Guo Jingjing in a low voice: ”what are you doing?”

Guo Jingjing squats in the chicken coop and takes it out. When he takes out his arm, there is an egg in the palm of his hand, and there is a chicken feather on it. Looking at it, he feels very fresh.

He Fanxing laughed and shook hands. He was surprised and said, ”how can you still take the temperature?”

”It should be new.”

”Raw?” He Fanxing's expression is some wonderful, for a while, I don't know whether to throw it out or continue to hold it.

Guo Jingjing knew that he was a bit of a purist. Seeing his expression, his eyes were full of light. He was obviously gloating. However, he did not go too far. He picked up the basket on the ground and said, ”give it to me.”

He put the eggs in and reached for the basket.

”I'll take it for you.”

Guo Jingjing looked up at him with bright eyes. He Fanxing sighed. He did not see the narrowing in his eyes. He pinched the tip of Guo Jingjing's pen and said, ”I can take this one.”

Then he took the basket over, and Guo Jingjing didn't continue to grab it with him. In fact, it doesn't matter if anyone takes the basket. However, in this world, you can't control the one who is willing to fight and the other to get hurt.

Zhang Qing pouted and felt that he had been robbed of the limelight. But now he has figured out that the lover is the lover, and the relative is the relative. In Guo Jingjing's heart, he will always be his father, which is enough.

Turning back to the hall, Zhang Qing helped them put their breakfast in the bowl. There were still two eggs. Zhang Qing peeled the shell himself, and he fan Xing also peeled them. They put them into each other's bowls, washed their hands and came out. Guo Jingjing also came in.

”Ah Jing, what about Buddhist Scripture? It's breakfast ^ ”

” he's washing and gargling. I'll come right after I put the eggs down. Dad, you'll eat them first. ”

Zhang Qing Tiantian smile: ”then I'll wait for you.”

”Good.”

When Guo Jingjing looked at Zhang Qing, he felt that the stone in his heart was finally put down. If he hadn't encouraged him, he didn't have the courage to accompany Zhang Qing. It's not like now. Although Zhang Qing still didn't say anything, Guo Jingjing felt that at least their hearts were tightly tied Together.

When he Fanxing had dinner, he noticed the extra eggs in his bowl. He was always keen. Guo Jingjing had been outside with him. It was clear that Zhang Qingsheng had breakfast with him. He Fanxing looked up and said to Zhang Qing, ”thank you, Uncle Zhang.”

”No need.” Zhang Qing was not used to it. He scratched his face and didn't dare to go to see he Fanxing. However, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Guo Xiaonian is in a good mood today. As soon as Guo Jingjing enters the classroom gate, he feels a pair of deer like big eyes following him like a radar. He goes to the left, the small eyes to the left, the small eyes to the right. Standing in the middle, he can feel a straight line of sight falling on himself, and the owner of the eyes, meat fist holding his pink face ”Teacher, come and ask me what happened” looks like.

Guo Jingjing was in a serious class, but he did not pay attention to him for the time being. He was holding books to teach the children to read poems. All the children shook their heads and followed them. Guo Xiaonian's mouth was not open from the beginning to the end. When Guo Jingjing walked by him, he put his hand on Guo Xiaonian's head and pressed it lightly. Guo Xiaonian pouted and was not happy, but he picked up the book obediently ”OK, we'll come to this class. Students should be careful when they come home from school, and they must hold the hands of grandparents and parents when crossing the road. Do you know?”

”I know one thing and one thing, and the old teacher will see one another again and again.” the children's answers are always word by word, and each word has a trailing sound, which is very lovely.

When the students had almost gone, only Guo Xiaonian was left. Guo Jingjing stretched out his head and looked out for a moment. He lowered his head and asked the child at his feet: ”where's your uncle? Did you forget to pick you up again? ”

Guo Xiaonian shook his head and did not answer. He covered his mouth and began to laugh.

Guo Jingjing suddenly had a bad feeling. Guo Xiaonian reached out and took his hand and said, ”Jingjing, I've made an agreement with my uncle. From today on, I'll have dinner with you at noon every day. This can cultivate our feelings. Moreover, my uncle said that he would help me pay the living expenses to uncle he. Jingjing, why should I pay the living expenses to uncle he? I don't eat with uncle he. What's the cost of living? Money? ”

Guo Jingjing pursed his lips all the way and took Guo Xiaonian back to the house of the community. When crossing the road, Guo Xiaonian put his little hand into Guo Jingjing's palm.When he Fanxing came to open the door, he was also helpless. Guo Zizhang cut the first and then told him to leave it. It seemed that the child was willing to do it. In fact, it was not Guo Zizhang who retaliated against himself and did not persuade Guo Jingjing to meet Guo Zihua.

”Uncle he!”

Poor Guo Xiaonian, once again saw he fan Xing's face, failed to control his disliked mood. A small face instantly wrinkled into a bun. How could this be? Isn't it just him and Jingjing? Why are there light bulbs!

He Fanxing helplessly looked at Guo Xiaonian with arms: do you still dislike me? As soon as I made some progress, your uncle pushed you in. Did I owe you the Guo family in my last life? One, two, to add to the mess.

When eating, he Fanxing found that Guo Xiaonian not only wanted to make trouble, but also wanted to be a ”third party”.

”Jingjing, after dinner, shall we watch cartoons together?”