Dongshan neighbors.

After returning from the autumn outing, Xiao An'an was still full of emotions.

"Mom, when can I hang out with Dad again?"

Soaking in the bathtub, Xiao Anan let her mother scrub her for a bath, her belly was round and round, extremely cute.

Qiao Qiao took a small handkerchief and washed Xiao An'an's round belly.

He took her little hand again, raised it high, and washed her fleshy little arm.

"Let's ask Dad next time, if Dad is free. Huh?"

"Mom, why doesn't Daddy live with us?"

Xiao An'an pursed her pink and tender mouth, a little puzzled and depressed.

Qiao Qiao touched An An's little head.

"Didn't mother tell you that father and mother are separated and cannot live together?"

Xiao Anan said enviously, "Little Fatty said, he sleeps on the same bed with his father, mother and sister, and it's fun every day."

Xiao Anan asked again, "Mom, why did you separate from Dad? Did Dad bully you?"

"Dad is very good. He is a very good entrepreneur and a very good father."

Qiao Qiao has always been in front of An'an, and has established a good image for Shanglu.

She would never say no to Shanglu.

Xiao An'an was still puzzled, and asked a lot of questions.

Qiao Qiao gave her a bath while answering the question.

After taking a shower, I hugged Xiao An'an to the bed, put her in pink Peppa Pig pajamas, and concluded in one sentence:

"In short, no matter whether Mom and Dad are together or not, Mom and Dad love you the most."

"You will always be Mom and Dad's little princess!"

Qiao Qiao lowered her head, rested her forehead on Xiao An'an's, and rubbed it lightly.

Kissed the baby's cheek again, "Mom is going to make milk for you, huh?"

The little cute baby drank the milk powder she made, hugged the empty bottle, and burped for a long time.

Eat and drink well.

Time to sleep.

But the little cute baby talked a lot today, and asked again, "Mom, do you have money?"

"Why do you ask that?" Qiao Qiao frowned.

Xiaomengwa said seriously, "Mom, if you have money, let's give some to grandpa."

"?" Qiao Qiao was full of question marks, why did he give money to grandpa, isn't grandpa rich enough?

Xiaomengwa added, "Grandpa raises chickens, ducks, cows, and pigs every day. It's very hard. If we give him a little money, he won't have to work so hard."

Qiao Qiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Usually, she never told Xiaomengwa that grandpa's family has a lot of money.

In the end, the little cute baby went to grandpa's private farm. Is it because grandpa has to work hard in the fields, so he is very poor?

She stroked the little cute baby's head, and sighed deeply.

I really want to tell Xiaomengwa that her grandfather is the father of the richest man in Pengcheng.

The beef, mutton, and organic vegetables that grandpa sent them were all expensive.

Just like the Sudanese cattle, tens of millions of cattle can be raised.

Where is the poor?

However, Xiaomengwa is really caring.

Qiao Qiao was very relieved, it seemed that her education usually worked well.

She patted the little cute baby's head in satisfaction, "Okay. Isn't your birthday coming soon? On your birthday, grandpa will come to see you, and you will give all your pocket money to grandpa, huh?"

Saying that, let the little cute baby lie down and cover her with a quilt.

The little cute baby looked at her mother and begged, "Mom, then you can withdraw some money from the bank card and give it to grandpa!"

"Okay." Qiao Qiao thought to herself, this grandpa really didn't love this little granddaughter for nothing.

She is so relieved.

With her mother's consent, the little cute baby yawned a long time, "Mom, kiss me."

Qiao Qiao lowered his head.

Kiss the cute baby's pink cheeks.

When I looked up, I saw that the little cute baby had closed her eyes, her breathing became even and slow, and she soon fell asleep.

This little guy is not only a snack, but also a little sleepy.

Just touch the bed and sleep.

She left a small night light, turned off the rest of the lights, and walked out of the little cute baby's room.

After closing the door and turning around, Sister Fang strode up, "Qiao Qiao, An An's father is here. When you were giving An An a bath, he knocked on the door."

Qiao Qiao frowned.

It's so late, what else is Shanglu doing here?

Didn't you just come back from an autumn outing together? What else can you do?

Seeing her frowning, she seemed to be reluctant to see An An's father.

Sister Fang hurriedly explained, "Qiao Qiao, I thought that was An An's father, so I had no choice but to let him in, so I asked him to wait in the living room."

When An An was bathed just now, she got wet.

She had to go wash and change.

Then Sister Fang said: "You tell him to wait a while, I will change clothes."

"Okay." Sister Fang replied.

Back in the living room, Sister Fang saw Shanglu standing on the photo wall, looking at it quietly.

Above are the photos of An An from birth to the present, Qiao Qiao's, and even He Qidong's.

But there is no pokeland.

Shanglu also lived here before, and he can be regarded as the male owner of this place.

Standing here now, I feel like an outsider.

The feeling in my heart is very uncomfortable.

When Sister Fang saw his tall and majestic back, she felt lonely.

Sister Fang made a pot of tea and brought it over, "Mr. Shang, sit down and have a cup of tea. Qiao Qiao asked you to wait a moment. She got wet while bathing An An. Go and change."

Shanglu turned around and took the teacup, "Thank you."

"Sit down!" Sister Fang was very enthusiastic.

Shang Lu felt more and more that he was an outsider, and he was treated as a guest when he came to Qiao Qiao's house.

I can't tell how sad it is.

He had a thick nasal voice when he spoke.

The voice is also a little hoarse.

Sister Fang hurriedly asked, "Mr. Shang, do you have a cold?"

"I've got a bit of wind and cold." Shanglu gentleman said, "It's okay, Sister Fang, go get busy."

After ten minutes, Qiao Qiao took a shower, changed her clothes, and came to Shanglu's side.

At this time, he was still standing in front of the photo wall, looking at the photos one after another.

I can't seem to get enough of it.

Qiao Qiao didn't make a sound.

She didn't know what Shang Lu would feel when she looked at these photos.

Anyway, she was quite sad.

If everything goes well, the photos of their family of three should be posted on the photo wall.

But now, there is no pokeweed on it.

Sometimes, she sympathizes with Shanglu, he must be suffering too.

They are obviously in love.

But they just can't go back.

Shanglu stared at the photo wall, and she stared at him.

A few minutes later, she said, "What do you need from me?"

Withdrawing his thoughts, Shang Lu turned around and looked at her deeply, "Take a step to talk."

Qiao Qiao frowned.

Physalis asked gentlemanly, "Is it convenient?"

Afraid that she would refuse, he said again, "Don't worry, it won't take you too long. Just go downstairs for a walk."

She hummed and walked towards the door before him.

The two went to the garden of the community together.

Late at night.

There are few pedestrians in the neighborhood.

The street lights are dim, and the shadow of the moon shakes in the wind.

The breath of late autumn is getting stronger and stronger.

Qiao Qiao slowed down her pace, and asked as she walked, "What's the matter, let's talk. After talking about it, I want to go upstairs to sleep. I'm quite tired today."

"My things, should you return them to me?" Shang Lu stopped, watching her pretending to be calm and alienated, her brows gathered a little bit, her eyes became darker and more painful.

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