The down jacket my uncle bought for Xu Fan was too big, the down jacket I bought for him was too small, and the down jacket I bought for Xu Zhao was just right...Impossible for my uncle to Xu Zhao, my uncle likes delicate and elegant ones Boy, not Xu Zhao.

Not Xu Zhao!Xu Zhao is much prettier than Qingxiu, but my uncle is really kind to Xu Zhao and knows Xu Zhao very well, why is that?

Except for the school exam, this is the first time in Cui Qingfeng’s life that he encountered such a difficult problem. It’s difficult, it’s really difficult. How to do it, and how to do it if you deny it... After thinking about several reasons for affirmation and affirmation, negation and negation.

What I think of is my uncle, and what I think of is Xu Zhao.

But Xu Zhao didn't think about Cui Qingfeng at this time, but he was thinking about Cui Dingchen, and how Cui Dingchen gave such an expensive gift. Although the down jackets of this era are not well processed due to technical reasons, and the down content is low, this one is better than ordinary down jackets. Thinner and warmer down jackets must be high-end.

"It's expensive, isn't it?" Mother Xu asked.

Xu Zhao nodded.

Xu's mother couldn't help touching the fabric. Although she couldn't tell what kind of fabric it was, it must be a good material. She couldn't help but said, "Why don't you return it?"

"I accepted everything, why return it?" Xu Zhao said.

Mother Xu asked, "What should I do then?"

Xu Zhao thought about it for a while, accepted everything, and said, "Go back and buy something else as a present for him, let's reciprocate."

"That's okay. It just so happens that the temperature has dropped again. It will snow in a few days, so you won't be cold if you wear this." Xu's mother was talking when she glanced at Xu Fan beside the bed and said, "Xu Fan Zhao, look, what is our third child doing?"

Xu Zhao turned his head and saw that Xu Fan was standing by the bed, putting on new clothes, the down jacket Cui Dingchen bought.Although it was too big, it still couldn't fit the fat Xu Fan who was wearing a little padded jacket, but Xu Fan insisted on wearing the new clothes as hard as he gnawed on a pig's trotter.

"Xu Fan, what are you doing?" Xu Zhao asked.

Xu Fan's right arm had already been inserted into the left sleeve of the down jacket, and he said with a sense of accomplishment, "Dad, I'm wearing new clothes, look good."

Xu Zhao: "..." It looks good even if you don't put it on, even if it's fanciful narcissism, it's too much.

Mother Xu: "..."

"It's not like this." Xu Zhaochao patted Xu Fan's buttocks, then took off his new smock and old padded jacket, and put on a down jacket. He happily asked, "Daddy, do I look good?"

"It's beautiful."

Xu Zhao perfunctorily threw a word to Xu Fan, then went to the kitchen to scoop up hot water, and then washed Xu Fan's hands, face, feet, and butt. It was winter now, and it was time to grow flesh. Sure enough, Xu Fan gained a little weight. But the fat is not too much, just good-looking.

After washing, Xu Zhao stuffed Xu Fan into the bed, Xu Zhao followed into the bed, put his arms around Xu Fan, chatted with Xu Fan and said, "Xu Fan, today is your birthday, Dad wishes you a happy birthday again. "

"Thank you dad." After Xu Fan said thank you very politely, he asked, "Dad, I have a birthday cake for my birthday."

"That's right, birthday cakes are always served on birthdays."

Xu Fan immediately answered: "That, that, that, Dad, I have my birthday tomorrow."

"why?"

“The birthday cake is delicious.”

"..." Xu Zhao's temples twitched twice, and said, "Baby Xu, you can't celebrate your birthday every day."

"Why?" Xu Fan asked.

"Because the day of birth is called birthday, and nothing else is called."

"But I want to eat cake."

Xu Fan's small milk cavity made Xu Zhao couldn't help being a little more patient, and asked, "Do you like it?"

Xu Fan replied: "I like it."

"Then Dad made money to buy it for you."

"When will Dad make money?"

"almost."

"Then I want to eat two big cakes."

"Snacks."

Xu Zhao kissed Xu Fan's little face, and couldn't help but think of what Xu Fan said at night, saying that he was like Monkey King, not to make his father so tired, and to protect his father. Xu Zhao was still moved at this time, and couldn't help asking: "Xu Fan, how do you know that Dad is tired?"

Xu Fan looked at Xu Zhao with watery eyes.

Xu Zhao asked again explaining: "You said you wanted to become the Monkey King, you didn't let Dad ride a bicycle, you took Dad to hula fly, and you said it was because Dad was tired, how did you know Dad was tired?"

Xu Fan thought for a while and said, "Because Dad is sweating."

He was really careful. Dad knew he was sweating. Xu Zhao put his arms around Xu Fan and asked again, "Sweating means you're tired."

Xu Fan thought about it again, and then simply imitated the adult panting and said, "Dad is already like this, so tired."

Oh, Xu Fan is really careful!

Xu Zhao hugged Xu Fan fondly and said, "Baby, Daddy loves you."

Xu Fan said happily: "I, I, I love Dad too."

"Well, Dad will tell you a story for a while, and you can go to bed."

"I hear good stories."

"no problem."

Xu Zhao searched for stories in his brain, chose a short fable that enlightened his wisdom, and told Xu Fan. After listening to it, the father and son went deep into nonsense for a while, and Xu Fan fell asleep in Xu Zhao's arms. After a while, Xu Zhao Also fell asleep surrounded by the warmth of "family love".

The next morning, it was really colder, making people not want to get out of bed at all, but Xu Zhao had to get up. However, Xu Fan still didn't wake up, and fell asleep soundly. It happened that Xu Zhao could deliver food by himself, They went to sell vegetables, and sent them to Fan Xiaodian in the same way. Seeing Cui Qingfeng, Cui Qingfeng seemed to be in a bad state.

"What's the matter?" Xu Zhao asked, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

"Well, I didn't sleep well." Cui Qingfeng answered softly, glanced at Xu Zhao's down jacket and asked, "Is this the one my uncle bought yesterday?"

"Yes." Xu Zhao answered frankly, "It's quite warm." Riding a bicycle along the way didn't feel cold, and it was very windproof.

Cui Qingfeng looked up and down, and asked, "Does it fit?"

"It fits well. How about yours? Does it fit?"

Cui Qingfeng looked at Xu Zhao's down jacket, which was tailor-made for him. Cui Qingfeng became more depressed and said, "Mine is a bit small."

"Then you can change it to a bigger one." Xu Zhao became more and more like a person of this era, especially good at living, so he said, "It's better to change it to a bigger one. If it happens to be too cold in winter, you can put on a sweater inside."

"Well, I'm going to change it." Cui Qingfeng looked at Xu Zhao, and couldn't help shouting: "Xu Zhao."

Xu Zhao looked at Cui Qingfeng, waiting for Cui Qingfeng's next words.

Cui Qingfeng thought for a while and asked, "What do you think of my uncle?"

"Fine, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'll just ask."

"Will you like my uncle like that?"

"I can't tell." Xu Zhao smiled naturally and frankly, "However, I'm sure I like Xu Fan's type."

"Xu Fan's type?"

"Yeah, it's cute and can hurt people. Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to deliver and sell vegetables. See you later."

Xu Zhao left on his bicycle.

Cui Qingfeng was sitting listlessly in the small shop, when Cui's mother came over and saw Cui Qingfeng was idle, she said: "Qingfeng, have you read the books your uncle asked you to read? You are in a daze, Let me tell you, while you are looking at the store, you read a lot and study a lot, and then listen to your uncle's words later, get a driver's license and improve yourself, okay?"

Cui Qingfeng cheered up and asked: "Mom, isn't uncle coming here today?"

"What are you doing here? I'm leaving early," Cui's mother said.

Cui Qingfeng asked in surprise: "Gone? Where did you go?"

Cui's mother brushed the dust off her clothes and said, "This time, I seem to be following the car."

"Where are you going? Why don't I know?"

Mother Cui gave Cui Qingfeng a glance: "You are so lazy, you were still asleep when your uncle came, he has gone to Dongzhou this time."

"When will you be back?"

"I'm not sure, I guess it will be the new year."

"so long?"

"It's not surprising that it's been so long, it doesn't happen every year, what's the matter?"

"nothing."

"I didn't hurry to read the book. Xu Zhao created an environment for you to earn money while studying. Don't know how to cherish it."

"I know, I know."

Mother Cui went to work with her handbag.

Cui Qingfeng sat in the shop but fell into deep thought. My uncle went to Dongzhou, and Xu Zhao didn’t seem to know it. It stands to reason that my uncle should have told Xu Zhao immediately, so whether my uncle likes Xu Zhao or not... Cui Qingfeng fell into the "deny and affirmation" again, but his uncle was not around, how could he be sure about this issue?

Cui Qingfeng scratched his head and ears, and didn't even know how to contact Dongzhou on the phone, so he kept such a thing in his heart and paid attention to Xu Zhao silently.

Xu Zhao paid attention to the vegetables in the greenhouse. With the cold weather and the drop in temperature, the growth of the crops seemed to slow down. In order to increase the growth speed, Xu Zhao not only covered the greenhouse with straw curtains, but also opened the cold-proof ditch and burned it every now and then. Burn the straw and sawdust to heat the greenhouse.

This really worked out very well. The crops in the greenhouses and small sheds grew according to Xu Zhao’s expectation, which reassured Xu Zhao. He actually made a small thousand by delivering and selling vegetables like this every day. The living standard has also improved a lot, but the two families are relatively low-key, so many people in the village suspect that they are busy and don't make much money, and they don't explain it.

When he was nearly a child, Xu Zuocheng and others who went out to work with a tractor came back, causing a sensation in the whole village.

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