Rebirth of the Guardian Cute Baby

The trunk was opened, and Fang Xuanhao walked over and saw that there was no child.He rummaged through a pile of toys and found only a child's locator watch.

Fang Xuanhao raised his head while holding his positioning watch, staring at Jiang Zikai with a pair of sharp and deep eyes, and asked with suppressed anger:

"The location watch was left in the car, which means the child must have stayed here. Please tell me, where is the child?"

"how could I know!"

Jiang Zikai folded his arms innocently and looked up at the sky, while his good brother Xiao Gao got on the car without saying a word.

He stuck his head out in the car and shouted:

"You don't have your child in the car. I'm busy today. We won't pursue the matter of breaking the car. You can leave!"

"Where did the child go? If you don't tell me, don't even think about leaving!"

Fang Xuanhao grabbed Jiang Zikai's arm.

Jiang Zikai stepped back and shouted exaggeratedly: "Hey, big brother, although you are good-looking, men can only accept and accept each other, so don't mess around!"

"Brother Kai, don't pay attention to that fool. The food has been served. Let's go!" Xiao Gao stretched his head and urged again, "It's not easy to get together. Brothers are waiting!"

Jiang Zikai waved his arms and jumped into the car. Xiao Gao opened the gas and the car drove off with exhaust gas.

In the car, Jiang Zikai stretched out his head and waved back, shouting: "Goodbye." He sat opposite him again, put on his seat belt and said to Xiao Gao: "Go to Xiangyang Kindergarten first, and then go to the dinner party."

Xiao Gao asked: "Brother Kai, how do you know that Aunt Zhang lied to you?"

Jiang Zikai patted his head and said with a smile: "If she really has a heart attack, she can wait in the office to see me for the last time instead of going to the hospital! Do you have any brains?"

Xiao Gao suddenly realized it and drove happily to the kindergarten, humming a song.

In the blink of an eye, only Fang Xuanhao was left on the roadside outside the factory.

Looking at the direction the black car was leaving, he cursed: "These hooligans!"

Fang Xuanhao is a gentle intellectual who lacks exercise. He is not as strong or as flexible as Jiang Zikai.

Now I was so angry that I could only hold my positioning watch and gasp for breath on the side of the road. After breathing for a while, I took out my mobile phone to make a call.

He dialed the mobile phone number of Teacher Xiaohua, wanting to ask her if she had found Fang Sheng.

Who knew that the other party's phone still showed that it was turned off.

Fang Xuanhao had no choice but to pack his things and get in the car.He sat in the car and calmed down for a while, then searched for the location and stay time, and finally decided to go home first.

When Fang Xuanhao walked to the corridor of his home, he found some people standing upstairs and downstairs, stretching their heads to look at his floor.

When these people saw Fang Xuanhao, they all greeted him with a somewhat embarrassed smile.

"Xuan Hao is back!"

"Did Xuan Hao move back again? Are you not used to living in your hometown?"

"Xuanhao, why do I hear women and children crying in your family?"

The neighbors heard the crying and came out to look around. When they saw Fang Xuanhao coming back, they all asked.

"It's okay, I'll go home and take a look. Thank you for your concern!"

Fang Xuanhao exchanged greetings with his neighbors.

After listening to the neighbors' inquiries, he felt surprisingly at peace. Fang Sheng should go home.

Fang Xuanhao took the key and opened the door, only to see that the small three-bedroom apartment was in a mess, as if it had been ransacked, with toys, pillows, and cushions thrown everywhere.

In the living room, a young girl with disheveled hair sat on the floor, crying so hard that she burst into tears and threw the paper on the floor.

And his son Fang Sheng was rolling on the ground crying.

Looking at the appearance of these two people, Fang Xuanhao couldn't help but think of a sentence, it's really a tearful eye, a heartbroken person meets a heartbroken person.

Why is this girl crying?Did you fight with Fang Sheng?Or was it to recover Fang Shenglei from two gangsters?

Fang Xuanhao quickly rejected the latter answer.He felt that the girl was crying because his son was angry.

The two people on the ground cried like no one else, and the cries came together one after another, almost overturning the ceiling.

Fang Xuanhao took away the sofa pillow blocking the door, walked into the room, and closed the door behind him.

Then he picked up the messy sofa accessories one by one and put them back to their original places, and picked up the scattered toys on the floor.

His wife once said that children should not have too many toys, as this can easily cause children to lose concentration and play unfocused.But he doesn't believe this. When he sees toys, he will buy them for his children and send them home directly.

He bought too much and too casually, and the toys at home took up a whole room.

When Fang Xuanhao was picking up toys, he suddenly realized that he had bought too many toys.

More than an hour later, Fang Xuanhao put away everything that should be stored, and after cleaning the floor, he found that Teacher Huahua, who was sitting on the ground and crying, had stopped crying.

Zhen Jing stared at Fang Xuanhao's every move with a pair of eyes that were like walnuts from crying.

I thought to myself: "How can this scumbag still clean his room?"

In the past, every time he went home, he would do nothing.When clothes come, you stretch out your hands, when food comes, you open your mouth, and everything you eat must be brought in front of you.

"Ha..." Zhen Jing sneered in her throat and her voice became hoarse from crying.

Does tidying up or being diligent have anything to do with her?

She is dead and has become an irrelevant person.

Fang Sheng, who was lying on the ground, stopped crying. When he saw that the sofa was tidy, he got up and ran to the sofa to lie down.

"Teacher Huahua, the ground is cold, please go sit on the sofa." Fang Xuanhao looked at Zhen Jing and stretched out a hand in front of Zhen Jing, trying to pull her up.

He kept driving and followed the target to look for the children without ever taking a break. Now that he relaxed, he felt particularly tired, but he couldn't rest because there were two children, one old and one small, beside him.

"Dad, you're messing with women again!" Fang Sheng, who was lying on the sofa, suddenly jumped down and pushed Fang Xuanhao's hand away.

He stood next to Zhen Jing and pointed in the direction of the door and said to Zhen Jing: "I'm sorry, my father is back. He is a pervert. Teacher Huahua, please leave!"