Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 269 Social Garbage Dad Cranky Online 24
Fuchen doesn't like to let Lu Youming get in touch with him, and Lu Youming doesn't bother to take care of the children.

The two get together for the New Year.

Lu Youming stared at the four dishes and one soup on the table with a stinky face, while Fuchen sat on the bed and drank his milk powder with his head down.

The room was silent.

I am full.

Lu Youming turned on the radio to listen to the Spring Festival Gala.

It was very quiet in the empty room.

Fuchen was full and fell asleep.Not at all lively like a child.

There are snowflakes outside the window.

Lu Youming listened to the radio and fell asleep in a daze.

In the distant sky, there are fireworks blooming.Colorful, like flowers blooming.

High in the night sky, swaying gorgeous flowers.

Early the next morning, someone knocked on the door to pay New Year's greetings.

Early in the morning on New Year's Day, people in the village pay New Year's greetings to each other.This is custom.

There are hundreds of households in the village, but only five households have the Ming family on the way.

The uncle next door, Sister Liu, Zhang Cuihua (director of the Women's Federation), Wang Liang (policeman), Xiaojie's mother.

Then came Wang Jiajun from the next village.

Lu Youming didn't bother to go to other people's homes to pay New Year's greetings, he just nodded at what others said.When meeting Wang Jiajun, he would say a few words.

From the second day to the seventh day of the new year, everyone visits relatives one after another to pay New Year's greetings.The uncle's house next door is very lively, with relatives visiting every day to help with the cooking.

Lu Youming himself didn't need to boil the pot, and a meal was delivered every day.

He doesn't have to visit his relatives, he has a lot of free time, and he is bored at home.

Or just play with the floating dust, scratch her stomach to wake her up, and fight her.

Fuchen likes to use a rolling pin, and fights with Fulu Youming.Even if you can't beat it, you are very persistent.

Lu Youming also took a twig and stabbed her.The two of you come and go, and you can fight for a day.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Jiajun rode a motorcycle and shouted at the door of Lu Youming, "Boss Cui asked you to fix things, saying that the range hood was broken. See if you have time to go there. I'm leaving."

A motorcycle, crowded with seven people, large and small, tied ropes with a board, and extended the seat at the back, "beeping" and leading people to gallop.

Lu Youming watched and said nothing.Looking to the next door, the uncle and aunt next door were taken to the town to celebrate the New Year today.

Going to Xiaojie's house again, the door of Xiaojie's house is also locked.

Lu Youming had no choice but to carry the floating dust to work.

Mr. Cui was very surprised to see Fuchen, "The girl is so cute."

Fuchen is thin, oval, expressionless, and somewhat dark.

Lu Youming's expression was calm, "There is no one at home, so we have to bring her out."

"It's okay, it's okay, I happen to have children too, let's play together." Mr. Cui was very enthusiastic.

Walking into the living room, only to find a girl and a girl sitting on the covered sofa, who are Mr. Cui's ex-wife and son.

The two had just divorced, and the court ruled that the son should belong to the mother, and Mr. Cui would pay the living expenses every month.

For the Chinese New Year, his ex-wife took the children to play with him for a day.The range hood is not working well.

Lu Youming put the floating dust aside and kept away from the child.

Fuchen sat on the sofa, still holding the rolling pin in his hand, staring blankly at the ground.

The woman's expression was indifferent, and the little boy was one year old, but he was very interested in his little companion in the floating dust, struggling to crawl over in his mother's arms.

Mr. Cui was very enthusiastic, "Let them play together."

Lu Youming did not dare, "Don't. Fuchen can beat people. If you move her, she will immediately start beating." Pointing to the rolling pin in Fuchen's hand, "This is her toy. Don't mess with her."

Mr. Cui didn't believe it, so he squatted down and stretched out his hand slowly.

Fu Chen was dumbfounded, motionless.

Touch the dust on your head and touch your head.

Fuchen's head shook accordingly, and Fuchen raised his head, looking at President Cui with his eyes, still indifferent.

When Mr. Cui went to get the rolling pin, Fu Chen raised his hand and hit him.

"Oh. Really hit people."

Lu Youming didn't respond, and went straight to the kitchen to look at the range hood with his tool bag on his back.

The range hood is very new, and it is said to be made in Germany.

Mr. Cui told him, "If you don't smoke, you won't get out."

Lu Youming tested it and found that it was smoked, but he couldn't get it out.

Climb up to check the vent, the pipe inside is coiled and the smoke goes out.Just straighten it.

This range hood has not been used much since I bought it, so it is unlikely that it will break.

Didn't fix it, just pulled the tube, 5 minutes.

Mr. Cui took out his pocket and took out Zhang Baibai, "I'm sorry, but please come for the Chinese New Year. Why don't we have a meal together."

Lu Youming shook his head, took the hundred, turned around and left.

He doesn't like this kind of social interaction, it's awkward.

Not to mention the days when the family gets along with each other.

The woman walked in from the living room, "Roll up your sleeves and get ready to cook," and leave a piece for dinner.Your daughter has already started eating. "

Lu Youming was stunned for a moment, and saw Fuchen on the sofa leaning against the child, each holding a bottle of milk to drink quietly, and took out the rolling pin and put it on the table.

The ability to interpret what is called "If you have milk, you are a mother".

Lu Youming could only sit and watch the child.

The couple was busy in the kitchen.On the sofa, the two children played together.

The little boy crawled with the floating dust while holding the toy.

Fuchen's eyeballs followed suit, although he was still expressionless, his eyes moved a lot more.

Lu Youming sat on the side, turned on the TV, and watched the TV.Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the child did not fall.

Child playing with building blocks.

Lu Youming watched TV.

Not long after, Fu Chen slapped the little boy across the face.

The little boy burst into tears immediately.

"What's wrong?" President Cui ran out.

Lu Youming stretched out his hand, pulled Fuchen over, and put it beside him.

Mr. Cui picked up the child, and the child pointed to the floating dust, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Fuchen stared straight at the child without saying a word.

Can't speak, but it's not like I can't speak.

Lu Youming glanced at the building blocks on the sofa, and then looked at the wide-eyed eyes of Fuchen around him, probably knowing what was going on in his heart.

"what happened?"

The woman also came over to check what happened.

Fu Chen was still staring.

Lu Youming knew it was time to go home, "He knocked down Fuchen's building blocks. Fuchen slapped him."

The parents of the child were taken aback.

Mr. Cui smiled and coaxed the child, "Don't touch my sister's things."

The woman was very serious, "Cui Yuanshu, apologize! Apologize to my sister!"

The two men looked at the woman at the same time, not quite understanding the seriousness of the woman.

The little boy cried loudly, crying and howling.

Mr. Cui smoothed things over with a smile, "Children's playfulness. There's no need to take it too seriously." What he didn't say was, Yuan Shu, your son was beaten.

The woman raised her head, and her eyes were pierced into Mr. Cui's eyes, "Don't spoil him. If you are willing to spoil him, do you think others will spoil him when he grows up?"

Mr. Cui was embarrassed and smiled apologetically, "Isn't this still young?"

"That's why you need to be educated from an early age." He lowered his head and scolded Xiao Yuanshu, "Apologize to my sister."

Lu Youming and Fuchen looked at the woman at the same time.

Fuchen raised his head and looked at Lu Youming.

Lu Youming lowered his head and looked at Fuchen.Fu Chen's small eyes were a little puzzled: Do I need to apologize?

Lu Youming looked up, but didn't respond.

Even if you want to apologize, you have to wait for the other party to apologize.

(End of this chapter)