Dad: I will farm and raise children after quitting the circle

Chapter 255 I'm afraid he doesn't know the way home

Su Qinghe sat on the recliner on the porch, raised his feet, and let the lamb hit his feet, thereby rocking the recliner.

The two lambs were having a lot of fun. They took turns and bumped into each other. The more they bumped, the happier they were.

I don’t know if the two-month-old lambs are growing their brains. Their brains are wide and itchy. The kid's heads are almost all glued together.

As a last resort, he came up with this method, hello, hello, hello everyone.

Standing by the side, Xiaoguaiguai looked so envious, she pulled Su Qinghe's hand and pressed it to her face, licked her smiling face to be cute, and begged again: "Daddy~ I'll play too~"

"Don't let me play, who told you to cause Dad to be beaten by her mother-in-law just now, and you didn't come out to persuade her mother-in-law. Look, my father's arm has been reddened by my mother-in-law!" Su Qinghe refused, and tore off his clothes Show the upper arm of the right hand to the obedient.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with him, he is a good boy.Considering that the old lady is getting old, he purposely let the old lady catch him and let her slap him twice on the upper arm of his right hand.

"Blow blow~" The little guy looked at Su Qinghe's arm, pouted his mouth and came closer, "Puff puff" spitting.

Su Qinghe slapped her face, and pushed her away with disgust, "Are you blowing or putting out the fire, your saliva is all over Dad's arm!"

The little guy waved his fists indiscriminately in the air unwillingly, and a milky roar came out of his mouth. It was the famous wild bastard suffocating fist of the world.

The old lady glanced over, and helped the little boy to push Su Qinghe away, "Stop playing, Tingting is about to finish class, go and pick Tingting up."

As soon as Su Qinghe's butt got off the reclining chair, Xiao Guaiai climbed up. The little person was lying on the big reclining chair, sprawling all over, like a playful young man.

There was no master's foot to push on. Seeing the little master on the reclining chair, the two lambs came to push the reclining chair again. The strength was correspondingly smaller, but it was enough to make Xiao Guaiguai overjoyed.

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This cold air didn't last long. Just entering December, the daytime temperature climbed above [-] degrees again. The Guangdong Provincial Meteorological Department announced that it failed to enter winter for the first time.

The happiest thing is Xiao Guaiguai, she can finally bid farewell to the bloated clothes, put on her beloved short sleeves again, and whizz around the yard with two lambs and a little ingot.

Su Xiaoting also had an extra task after school. She still had to cut weeds and pick fresh and tender leaves, even though there were lambs at home. She said it was a snack for Baa Baa and Xiao Bai.

Every time she goes out, there will always be a little tail behind her, and Xiao Guaiguai also enjoys it. If Su Qinghe and Bai Zhi didn't let her go, the two children would even want to go out with an excavator. A small trailer can hold more weeds and young leaves.

In the evening, the two little ones came back with fresh weeds as usual, but Su Xiaoting did not go to the backyard to feed the lambs as usual, but put the weeds on the ground, and ran to Su Qinghe excitedly, asking for proof Said: "Uncle Qinghe, is my father coming back soon?"

In the past few days, the news that Su Meng is going to be released from prison has also spread in the village. Everyone tacitly did not tell Su Xiaoting that it was not to deliberately create a surprise, but to worry that it would affect her study.

The little girl waited for Su Meng for four years, and no one could guarantee that she knew that Su Meng was coming back too early, so she would not be distracted during this time.

Su Qinghe didn't intend to keep it a secret from her. He originally planned to tell her the weekend before Su Meng was released from prison, but now he didn't know where she heard the news, so Su Qinghe could only nod to confirm, "Your father is indeed He will be back soon, he came out on No. 20, and now is No. [-], and there are still nineteen days left."

There are still nineteen days! !

In Su Xiaoting's ears, these words were like sounds of nature.

Immediately afterwards, she thought of something, and asked in a worried tone: "Uncle Qinghe, will you pick up my dad? My dad has no money to ride a car when he is in prison, and he hasn't come back for a long time. I'm afraid he doesn't know him." It’s time to go home. I’m rich, I can give you the fare, can you pick up my dad?”

Su Qinghe could see the fear in Su Xiaoting's eyes at a glance. She was afraid that Su Meng would go home and leave like her mother. Her four years of waiting for the bamboo basket to fetch water were all for nothing.I was also really worried that Su Meng would have no money to ride a car and live on the streets.

When the four-year wait was finally about to bear fruit, her first reaction was excitement, but what followed was not a feeling of happiness, but a worry about gains and losses.

Su Qinghe gently rubbed the little girl's watermelon head, and said in relief: "Don't be so afraid, I will pick up your father, and your Aunt Haiyan will also come back, come with me to pick up your father!"

"Aunt Haiyan is back, too?" Su Xiaoting was even happier. She ran into the house and looked at the calendar. She was immediately discouraged and walked out listlessly, "No. 20 is Monday, Uncle Qinghe, I can ask for leave to pick you up with you." my dad?"

Su Qinghe nodded and said, "Yes, but you have to promise me one condition first!"

I have to agree to this. On that day, even if Su Xiaoting is in the classroom, her heart doesn't know where her heart has drifted, so it's better to let her go with her, so as to be down-to-earth.

"What conditions?"

"From now until the day your father comes out, during this period of time, you have to study hard in class, concentrate on listening to the class, and don't go on errands. Can you do it?"

"I can do it!" Su Xiaoting held her head high, pouted her face, and solemnly assured Su Qinghe.

"Speaking of which, you also know that Teacher Chen and I are classmates, and I will ask Teacher Chen how you are doing in school!" Su Qinghe also said seriously, it's not that he doesn't trust Su Xiaoting, so let's not talk about it if he asks, But we must let Su Xiaoting know about this matter, seven or eight-year-old children, ghosts and ghosts.

After receiving her satisfactory answer from Su Qinghe, Su Xiaoting jumped up and down, sharing her excitement with the little boy who didn't know why, and kept shouting: "My father is coming back! My father is coming back!"

Xiao Guaiguai was also infected by her happiness, and shouted along with her little milk voice: "Come back~ Dad~ Come back~"

The old lady and Bai Zhi looked at this scene with smiles on their faces. They were really happy for Su Xiaoting. Bai Zhi even wanted to draw the story of Su Xiaoting's waiting into a cartoon. She didn't need to publish it, and she didn't need an audience, so she could save it for Su Xiaoting and let her Remember that when I was a child, I once did such a shocking act.

But Su Qinghe couldn't feel their happiness. When he heard Xiaoguai's words, his face turned dark. He really wanted to pull Xiaoguai in front of him, pointing to his handsome face, which was once voted the most attractive face in Asia, and told her , your dad is here!Always here! !
At the end of the music class in the evening, Su Qinghe sent Su Xiaoting home as usual, Su Xiaoting locked the door, hid behind the living room window and watched Su Qinghe leave, took out a pencil from the pencil case, and opened the calendar hanging on the wall of the living room to eat ashes , circled on December 12th.

In the past four years, she has been looking forward to the Mid-Autumn Festival, because Su Haiyan will come back; she is looking forward to the New Year, because there are many friends to play with, to receive red envelopes, to play firecrackers, and to watch fireworks.

Su Haiyan would give her a new calendar every year, but she had never touched it once, and she had never marked a certain day on the calendar.

This was the first time that she had such strong expectations for a day.

She was looking forward, looking forward, hoping that day would come soon...

(End of this chapter)