A pleasant life in a courtyard

When Qiu Fanghua arrived home, she happened to meet Li Xiang bidding farewell to his guests at the door.

After a brief greeting, the guest hurriedly said goodbye and left.

He had other homes to visit, so he couldn't delay any further.

"This must be the fourth time. People say they visit the thatched cottage three times. What do they think?" Qiu Fanghua looked at the guests walking away and said to her husband.

This kind of behavior of visiting many times certainly expresses their sincerity, but it is also a kind of trouble for Li Xiang, who has repeatedly refused.

He took his wife's bicycle and helped carry it over the threshold.

He explained helpfully: "I guess I have been forced to do nothing. There are many people like us who are waiting and watching, and no one dares to come out at the moment."

It looked like both of them were busy.

"I let Bao Zhengye keep an eye on him. The wilderness is just right for him." Li Xiang curled his lips.

The nature of work in a nursery is different from that in a kindergarten.

It’s not like everyone has never experienced heaven one moment and hell the next, so it’s not too much to be cautious.

Because I drank in a hurry, two-thirds of it went into my mouth, and one-third came out from the corner of my mouth.

By the time she was around, little Li Rui's clothes were soaked with spilled drinks.

He was choosing vegetables and thinking about things here, while Qiu Fanghua was washing rice and cooking.

Little Li Rui pointed at his father, jumping up and down on the children's chair specially made for him.

"You have to be grateful that your mother is the one who does the laundry in our house. If I were doing the laundry, I wouldn't be so easy to talk to."

The self-care ability of children at this age is equivalent to none.

Li wanted to put the car away, but then shrugged helplessly.

Sometimes when children are anxious, they will just scream or jump out a few words.

In the past two years, although Bao Zhengye occasionally made a fuss, he was generally in control.

After returning home, Qiu Fanghua specially made a cup of malted milk for her son to compensate.

By the time Li Xiang and Qiu Fanghua remembered that there was still such a cub at home, the meal was already halfway through.

Li Xiang defended aggrievedly: "I just thought about putting things down first before picking them up when I went back. I didn't expect guests to be waiting at our door. It's better to leave them alone."

He picked it up and gulped it down, fearing that his father would come and grab it.

After receiving the child, the family of three politely said goodbye to the aunt at the nursery.

When little Li Rui heard his father's words, he gripped the glass in his hand tighter.

She said this not because she had no confidence in Li Xiang.

"Then give it a try. Regardless of whether you get it or not, after taking it, they won't bother you again."

Li Xiang was already a little tempted, but after being encouraged by his wife, all kinds of thoughts began to swirl in his mind.

Although there is no shortage of food and drink at home, little Li Rui usually does not have access to these strong snacks.

It just so happened that the signal tower matter was difficult and troublesome. Due to other reasons, Li Xiang didn't really want to get involved, so he simply took advantage of Bao Zhengye.

Regarding his wife's guess, he pondered for a moment before replying: "How about writing one?"

After all, I could still call him to inform him, but at this time I could only wait.

The project is coming to an end soon, so at least it gives people a taste of something sweet.

Qiu Fanghua held her son in her arms distressedly, coaxed her with her sweetheart, and promised many delicious and fun conditions. After a while, little Li Rui became happy again.

The children accepted by nurseries are younger, usually under three years old.

"When I heard what I just said, it seemed like I had to do it again." Qiu Fanghua's expression was a little helpless.

If they don't pick up their children, they won't be able to get off work.

It's just that the couple seemed to have forgotten one thing.

He glanced at his son's messy clothes and said calmly:

"You are so unreliable. We agreed that whoever gets off work first will pick him up. How could you forget all about it?" Qiu Fanghua sat on the back seat of the bicycle and complained.

Hey, this kid has become a sperm, and he will fight against me at such a young age.

Li Xiang's face suddenly turned dark. If his father is bad, his mother should be good, right?

None of them came to pick them up. The different treatment of this little brat must be too obvious.

"Ah~ bad, dad, bad."

Fortunately, the nursery is relatively close to home.

I don’t know if it’s useful yet, but it’s true that little Li Rui remembers his father’s grudge.

Needless to say, feeding is one of their daily routines, as is pooping and peeing.

"Why give him so much to drink? Half a cup is enough." Li Xiang picked up the bowl and chopsticks again and said, looking at the cup of drink.

No matter how good a creator is, he cannot guarantee that every one of his works will be above the standard.

And it is not uncommon for parents to pick up children late no matter what period they are in.

He came to the door with a smile and showed full sincerity. He was a little tempted by the writing fee even though he was not short of money now.

After taking the child back, the couple breathed a sigh of relief.

There was only a little bit of bottom left in the glass. Little Li Rui knocked the glass in front of him and raised a provocative smile at his father on his plump face.

When Qiu Fanghua heard what he said, it meant that she was free recently.

Li Xiang sometimes feels that these aunts put as much effort into children in this period as their parents.

He was telling his mother, Ms. Qiu Fanghua, about his father, Mr. Li Xiang.

I finally received my son who was already in tears.

"Drink slowly, it's all overflowing." Qiu Fanghua shouted urgently and quickly put the bib on her son.

Li Xiang also came over, thinking of helping.

"Crying for a while, laughing for a while, firing cannons with two eyes." Li Xiang muttered as he looked at the mother and son.

This little Li Rui was held in the arms of the nursery aunt, pointing at Li Rui and saying: "Dad, bad."

"You have the time, don't you mean you are still busy with the signal tower?" Qiu Fanghua put the vegetable basket on the countertop and turned around and asked.

The couple put down their chopsticks and hurried slowly. The original twenty-minute drive was reduced to just over ten minutes.

These aunties also work very hard.

He never thought that after he finished speaking, he sent away the guests and forgot about picking up the children.

In just these few years, Li Xiang has only created one work, and it is hard to say whether the level can be maintained.

"I saw that this May Day party was very big. I might as well hold it in the square. Seeing that the day is getting closer and closer, according to their eagerness for talents, it's just a matter of course. If No, he will definitely stay at our house," Qiu Fanghua said as she walked towards the kitchen.

Li Xiang took the educational experience learned from later generations and used it all on his own son.

In this case, just don't agree, it's really not good to say harsh words.

Li Xiang was surprised in his heart, but remained calm on his face.

Their Li Rui was still in the nursery, eagerly waiting for his unreliable parents to pick him up.

Li Xiang was tired of hearing those words.

I don’t know if I could add a few new words if I were older.