Husband, can you do it?

At first, the editor of Biscuit was still persuading, but later it was discovered that Biscuit was unilaterally challenging the other boss.

They all shut up and didn't speak, watching the two of them arguing.

Surely there will be no result.

After the meeting, the other boss told Wen Zhuo that the contract would be signed tomorrow morning.Please Wenzhuan also work overtime during the holidays.

Wen Zhuo has no objection, but the biscuit side...

The other boss looked at the cookies and said he would fix it tonight.

In this way, it will be impossible to go on an autumn outing with the child and wife tomorrow.

"You guys go first. I know the address. I'll drive there in the middle of the day. I heard that the scenery over there is good. If the children haven't had enough fun, the three of us will live there and have fun."

Wen Zhuo was only half a day late to take the bus scheduled by the school.

Wen Qiao was very happy. A group of friends and her father were so happy just singing while the autumn wind was blowing. Qiao Han was a little, uh, complicated.He has been depressed for three days, and he has received a series of blows. He pushed his idol biscuit to someone else's wild man, his male god who is as tall as spring and snow!

But after thinking about it again, Wen Zhuo said the wild man, no, that man is notoriously ruthless and tough, but idols are so aggressive, the man just stares at him.Maybe the idol also met the man of his life?

So, it's very complicated, I can't say, half happy and half disappointed.

If you've ever chased stars, you'll know how your idol feels when he announces his wedding.

Wen Qiao didn't care that his father would be miserable by the side, and would stuff his dad with a piece of chocolate and a piece of biscuit, even though Qiao Han was so sad, he couldn't stop him from eating it all the way.

The teacher introduced the names of plants and trees to the children, took them to appreciate the beauty of nature, and went to the farm to dig sweet potatoes and peanuts, feed calves and lambs, and exchange labor for food.

Qiao Han sat on the ground to eat, and his son would dig a piece of sweet potato for him, wash it and bring it to him.

At the age of 26, he lived a life of being served by a filial son and retired early.

The freshly dug peanuts are very sweet, full of water and very crunchy. The two of them don't mind eating them, so they made a pack of them and prepared them for their grandma and grandma.

The teacher said that if you like it and don’t want to leave, parents can come and register. The farm is also a kind of farmhouse, and accommodation can be provided.

Wen Qiao shook Qiao Han's arm, Qiao Han went to sign up, and won't leave tonight, and booked a three-person kang room.

Xiao Lele, who was at the same table as Wen Qiao, didn't want to leave either, but his father didn't have time to accompany him, and the father and father quarreled over this, and Xiao Lele just cried without leaving.The child's father squatted on the ground to discuss with his son, and the child just cried.

"Can you come back tomorrow? Dad is going on a business trip tonight, and your mother has time to come over at night. Who will watch you if you stay here?"

The child cries, crying tears in pairs.

"Uncle, let Lele stay with me."

Wen Qiao also squatted beside Lele.

"My father is here, and my father will come in the afternoon, and I will play with Lele, and my aunt will come in the evening!"

Lele's father was in a dilemma. The child looked at him pitifully sobbing. If he agreed, he would be troublesome if he agreed. If he didn't agree, the child was too pitiful.

"Leave it to me. Tell the teacher that my Wen Qiao is easier to take care of. The two of them can't lose it when they play. My husband will come in the afternoon. The two of us adults and the teacher can take care of the child. I can't lose it." Book a room for your wife in advance, and when your wife comes in the evening, let the two of them stay. If you don’t come, stay with us. The child is small and doesn’t take up space, and the room I booked is big, no problem.”

Qiao Han is warm-hearted. Besides, Wen Qiao said that, a father should satisfy his son.

Xiao Lele nodded obediently,

"I won't leave Jojo and Uncle."

"My wife has gone to work overtime. I will definitely go this way at four o'clock in the afternoon. I will be there before dark. Please, thank you, thank you!"

Lele's father also gave Qiao Han the phone number of the child's mother.I talked to the teacher again, and told me again and again to be good and not to fight.

Lele's father hurriedly followed the car and left.

There were seven or eight children who stayed behind, and so did the head teacher. The head teacher was the younger sister of Wen Zhuo's cousin, a relative who circled around, and a very lively and cheerful female teacher who was very kind to the children.

Wen Zhuo called, and they had dinner together after signing the contract, and he rushed over here after dinner. ,

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the remaining children started to be mischievous, chasing and feeding the lambs, and the lambs ran around. The children laughed and chased after them, and ran to the periphery of the farm after chasing them.

The teacher ran out with the group of children, and the parents also followed. Wen Qiao and Lele were the only ones in the sweet potato field. Qiao Han watched the two children alone. These two young ones are very good at playing. Let's dig out the sweet potatoes and rub them together. Just gnaw, remove a handful of sweet potato leaves and leave the sweet potato field.

"Where?"

Qiao Han asked.

"Feed the pigs."

There are more than a dozen pigs.

Wen Qiao likes small animals, especially piglets. The little flowers in my great-grandpa's house have turned into big pigs weighing more than 300 catties. Wen Qiao cried and shouted that my great-grandfather should not kill them and eat them, but still keep them.

Qiao Han followed the two children more than ten meters away, took his mobile phone and sent a message to Wen Zhuo, asking when he could come, it was after three o'clock.

The two children were squatting by the pigsty, stuffing the little pig with sweet potato leaves one by one. Wen Qiao was very familiar with these things. He had lived in his hometown for a long time. Grandpa's house had everything, he knew everything, and he knew about the little pig. What do you like to eat? Lele adores him.

Qiao Han was not in a hurry to see the two children when he looked up.

I saw a man in farm overalls, carrying a bucket of pig food in his hand, wearing big rain boots, a dark blue knee-length overalls jacket, and a black baseball cap, and he came to the pigsty.

There are about a dozen workers on the farm, who farm, grow vegetables, feed pigs and cows, and cook and waiters.The waiter also wore this kind of overalls at lunch, Qiao Han really didn't care, the distance was a bit far, this person was still facing away from Qiao Han, and the hat was pressed down a bit.

Qiao Han stared at the two children with good eyes. One was his own baby and the other was someone else's. Both were given to him. He had to take care of the two children closely.

The man put the pig food bucket aside, looked at the two children, and suddenly held Wen Qiao Lele under his arm, one in each hand, as if holding a bag.Run away!

"Ah! Dad..."

Wen Qiao shouted, and Qiao Han also rushed out.

Things developed so suddenly and too quickly, the two children were taken away within half a second after they were arrested!

Qiao Han rushed over when he realized something was wrong, but he was still a step too slow. The man seemed to have already established a route. After running past the pigsty, there was a fence with a rusty iron gate on the fence. The farm said it was usually locked. Yes, but now that door is open!

The man, with a child under his arm, rushed through the iron gate at a still high speed, and then plunged into the cornfield.

"Wen Qiao!"

Qiao Han's heart almost jumped out.

He rushed into the corn field right after him, and there was the sound of corn stalks rattling everywhere. People in the city would go to play during the golden week. In the north, it is the beginning of the autumn harvest, when the corn is about to mature, and the stalks When it is dry, it will make a rattling sound when the wind blows.

Corn stalks that are more than two meters high can't be seen by people drilling in!

Qiao Han was about ten meters late, and his son could not be found!

Qiao Han gasped in shock and looked around. He knew he couldn't walk very far. Those were two children. No matter how one piece was added, it would weigh a hundred catties. No matter how strong a man is, he couldn't run fast with two writhing children in his arms!

"dad……"

Wen Qiao's voice came from diagonally in front!

Qiao Han got into the corn field without saying a word!

"Wen Qiao! Scout Game! Wen Qiao! Scout!"

Qiao Han yelled vigorously, hoping his son could hear it!

Chief of Staff Qiao took Wen Qiao to the army every now and then, and when he arrived at the army, he let go and let the children play by themselves.There are a lot of people in the scouting company, and they are all big children in their [-]th, [-]th and [-]th years. Any child would like to play with Wen Qiao.What are you playing?Make a game!

Children in the army play differently from ordinary children, fighting on horseback and playing hide-and-seek, all of which have a bit of military color.Take the simple hide-and-seek as an example, you must learn to use the clothes on your body and the heart to hide. If you wear red, you can’t hide in the grass. If you wear black, you can go to the corners. Don’t just feel hidden, you can try lights Under the black.

The scout game is so simple, scout the way ahead, and leave a mark for those who look for it later!

Qiao Han has also played these games. He also grew up in the army, and the games of the army are passed down from generation to generation.At home, Wen Qiao and Qiao Han, Chief of Staff Qiao would also play like this.

I hope my son can hear it, I hope my son understands it!

He rushed forward with all his strength, and the dried corn leaves slapped his face, which was painful. The long leaves were like barbs, and the skin was scratched when he slapped his face and neck. He didn't care about these, just He could hear the corn leaves rattling ahead, and he chased after the sound.

With two children, the furrows in the cornfield are not that wide, and the corn stalks will be trampled and scraped off if we force them forward.He can also follow along this way.

Wen Qiao moved forward quickly with his head under the arms, and Lele on one side screamed in fright, and the man yelled.

"I'm crying and throwing you to death!"

Lele didn't dare to cry anymore!

When Wen Qiao heard his father talking about the scout game, he stretched out his hand to pull the corn stalks on one side, whether it was leaves or corn cobs, if a little bit was pulled off, it would be a mark.

When the man saw Wen Qiao tearing off four or five corn stalks in a row, he knew that this kid was dishonest.

Throw the two children on the ground, take out the tape from the pocket, and tie the hands and feet of the two children.

Lele fell into a daze, she lay on the ground crying, but Wen Qiao didn't cry, she just got up and kicked this man, kicking his knee!

"The villain! The villain who stole my ice cream!"

Wen Qiao recognized it. It was the villain who stole the ice cream during the kite flying, and he was scolded by grandma and father.

Wen Chen's face became grim.

"Little brat!"

The children raised by Wen Zhuo are as annoying as Wen Zhuo!