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

Chapter 291 Social Garbage Dad Cranky Online 46
The wind is very cool at night.

The electric fan can't blow.

Lu Youming turned off the fan in a daze, and subconsciously covered the person next to him with a quilt.

The people next to him were afraid of the cold, so they squeezed over and slept together.

Waking up in the morning, Lu Youming felt that his hands were not his own.

Opening his eyes, he saw Fuchen drinking porridge with a fried dough stick in his hand, looking at him with his eyes open.

stand up.

shit.

Only then did he see that there was another person beside him.And use his hand as a pillow.

Cui Hangxing was sound asleep and didn't want to get up.

Lu Youming directly pulled his hand.

Knocking his head on the bed, Cui Hangxing woke up and struggled to get up.

"What time is it?" Cui Hangxing asked.

"Six o'clock."

Cui Hangxing looked outside, the sky was already bright, and the white light could sting the blurred eyes.

He has never gotten up this early.

"Suck." Fu Chen was still standing in the room drinking porridge, staring at the two of them.

"Breakfast?" Cui Hangxing delighted.

"You are so beautiful." With his hand pressed, Lu Youming had a bad temper, "It was given to her alone next door. If we want to eat, we have to go to the town to buy it ourselves. There is none in the village."

Lu Youming took a fancy to fried dough sticks.

This really has to go out and buy.

The town and the city are two directions.

The nearest town, ten kilometers away, is to the south.

The city center is in the north.

"Forget it, let's go to the city to eat." Lu Youming had a headache, "Take her out and change her clothes. Just like this black donkey, she will be excluded even if she goes to kindergarten!"

Thinking, "Fuchen will live with me. I don't care if you bring it back on Saturday and Sunday."

I figured out what to do yesterday.

Fuchen stared at Cui Hangxing, "There is porridge and fried dough sticks."

She went to the morning market with her grandfather and knew there was someone coming.Grandpa specially bought fried dough sticks.Because Fuchen remembered that this person had bought a lot of clothes for himself.

When Cui Hangxing heard this, he smiled.

Yesterday's pasta was enough for him to be hungry.Now I can drink a bowl of porridge, and then have fried dough sticks, and I feel very comfortable.

Lu Youming snorted softly, really promising.I don't usually bring myself a fried dough stick.

Cui Hangxing squatted down and looked at Fu Chen, "Do you still remember me?"

Fuchen stared at the person, and the eyes from the black pupils looked carefully at Cui Hangxing's white face, and suddenly stretched out his hand, "Hug."

"Eh." Feeling satisfied, Cui Hangxing hugged him and smiled.

still remember.

Lu Youming went straight out, brushed his teeth and washed his face.

"You want to go to kindergarten and live at your godfather's house, do you want to?" Cui Hangxing asked.

Fuchen's eyes lit up, and he jumped and ran out, "I'll tell grandpa!"

Cui Hangxing laughed.

It seems that he is very close to grandpa.

After a while, an old man stood in the yard, staring at Cui Hangxing and asked, Fuchen's godfather, right?

Where are you from?

Fuyuan is good, all of them are high-ranking officials.

What are you doing?

Oh, you can make money doing finance.

Are there any wives and children at home?
Really bring the dust over there?

When can it be brought?
Go to the city for high school!Good, the city is good, I will be admitted to a university in the future.

The uncle turned around and said to Fuchen, "Go and pack your things! Go with your godfather! Study hard, you know! I'll be admitted to a university later!"

The voice is tough, full of spirit, and the majestic appearance of "fierce".

It's a pity that Fuchen is not afraid of him.

Lu Youming smiled and said, "Did you see it? I can't even be the master of the floating dust. It has to be this person who agrees."

Cui Hangxing nodded, "I see."

Floating dust packs things up.

"You don't need to take the clothes, I've bought them all. See what you need, such as your sleeping doll."

After much deliberation, Fuchen carried a schoolbag of "rocks", "fishhooks", picked up "copper wire", and that tiger cub.

Cui Hangxing asked, "What are stones for?"

"It looks good." Fuchen said.

"What about the hook?"

"Shrimp fishing."

Life is rich.

"Where's the copper wire?" What gizmo?
"Sell money." Fu Chen shouted.

Lu Youming added to her, "The copper wire is three cents and one tael. That's how she gets her snack money."

Cui Hangxing took out a sheet of ten yuan from his bag, "Throw away the copper wire. This is for you."

Fuchen took the money and immediately ran to grandpa's house.

After waiting for a while, I saw people.

"Give the copper wire to grandpa?" Cui Hangxing asked.

Fu Chen nodded.

Lu Youming said, "I gave him the money too. This girl gave everything to her grandpa. I gave her two yuan for the New Year's Eve, and she also ran to save it for her grandpa. The melons in her grandpa's field were all reserved for her. her."

Cui Hangxing smiled and said nothing.

Children have the pain of the elderly.

Good.

Go downtown.

First, I went back home.Looking at the room with floating dust, "Look, do you like it? Put what you want in it, and buy it later."

He didn't give Fuchen Yuanbao a room, but a separate room on the third floor.There is a small balcony next to it.

The first floor is the living room, kitchen and master bedroom.

The second floor is the studio, study, guest room and Yuanbao room.

There are three rooms on the third floor.One became a utility room.A room for floating dust, a toy room or a cloakroom that can be used as floating dust.

The room was fine.

Lu Youming immediately decided, "I live here." Fuchen's next room.

Cui Hangxing glanced at him, "I don't raise a child's father, and you don't call me father, so it's not me."

Lu Youming was shameless, "I cook. Just ask someone to clean it."

"Don't eat noodles." Cui Hangxing refused.

"If you give me the money, what kind of noodles should I buy? Don't worry, I'm a cook in prison."

Cui Hangxing stared at the person, and the topic suddenly popped up unexpectedly.However, Lu Youming's expression was normal, and he didn't see any reaction.

The two bought, bought, and bought together with the dust.The car couldn't fit, so I asked the mall to help send it back.

Fuchen stayed in the city for the first time.

There are few people in the city.

There are few ponds.

There are also few fish.

The koi in the pond are not tasty, and you can pick them up casually without feeling it.

She found a wild river and went fishing here every day during the summer vacation.If you catch fish, cook it in braised sauce.

Shrimp peeled, fried shrimp.The three rushed to eat.

The hats given by godfathers are always used as butt pads.After returning home, I was pressed and applied body lotion for whitening.

In the morning, you have to put on sunscreen, otherwise fishing is not allowed.

Lu Youming's life is also very comfortable, he just needs to think about what delicious food to eat.

Cui Hangxing was equally satisfied. He never thought that Lu Youming, an electrician and blaster, could cook.

He thought that his culinary art was stir frying cockroaches.

After all, that lazy look is too deep, and the clothes have to be washed by a three-year-old child.

Fortunately, he didn't see cockroaches or mice in the kitchen.

After Cui Hangxing got through the relationship, he sent Fu Chen to school.

I met an acquaintance at the gate of the kindergarten.

President Qi and his son Qi Yuan.

The two were stunned at the same time, the road to enemies is narrow.

Cui Hangxing squatted down and told Fu Chen, "When you see him, stay away. Don't fight anymore. If you fight, the children don't like it."

Fuchen frowned, "I don't want others to like me."

"Fuchen, don't fight." Lu Youming scolded.

Since Cui Hangxing sang a good face, he sang a bad face.

Fuchen stood still, biting his lip.She had a lot of stones in her bag.Enough for one.

Hearing movement over there, he also looked over.

Children don't know much about it, but adults do.So who the child is is self-evident.

Boss Qi frowned, and told Qi Yuan, "You are a child in the top class. Don't provoke the children, you understand?"

There are still scars on Qi Yuan's hands, which are caused by plastic.

Being defeated by a one-and-a-half-year-old child is a very deep memory Qi Yuan remembers.

He stared at the floating dust: he wanted to get it back.win back!

The two children looked at each other with hostility.

(End of this chapter)