After finishing the word, Zhuang Yan ran to tell Xiaoying a story, since he had made a promise, of course he couldn't break his word and get fat.

The afternoon sun was not scorching, and after being blocked by half of the balcony, only the scattered light shone softly into the house.

There were a few potted plants on the open-air balcony, of course, made by Chen Jiaqing, among which there was a weak rosemary, which was exuding bursts of medicinal fragrance.

Zhuang Yan leaned comfortably on the sofa barefoot, and Xiao Ying next to him lay on the concubine seat, with her hand on her chin and watching Zhuang Yan tell the story.

The story didn't stop until noon, Chen Jiaqing was not at home, Zhuang Yan couldn't cook by himself, so he couldn't take Xiaoying to eat instant noodles.

But fortunately, the world's takeaway industry is also very developed, Zhuang Yan found a slightly more upscale restaurant nearby and ordered two dishes.

The restaurant was also efficient, and it didn't take long to get the food over.

You don't need to wash the dishes after eating, the people in the restaurant will naturally come over and take back the plates and bowls, Zhuang Yan and Xiaoying just eat.

In the afternoon, I continued to tell stories to Xiaoying, this little girl is also very patient, if other children, even if they like to listen to stories, it is impossible to listen to them for several hours a day like this. After listening to it for so long today, Zhuang Yan was lying on the sofa with tired eyes and was about to fall asleep, but the little girl still held her little head and listened with relish, and her eyes didn't blink much.

It wasn't until the evening that Zhuang Yan finished telling Xiaoying the story, and Chen Jiaqing still didn't come back.

However, Chen Jiaqing made a phone call home, saying that she was busy outside, and she ate dinner outside, and after dinner, she went directly to the Zijinhua Bar to sing.

Zhuang Yan frowned, Chen Jiaqing seems to be getting busier and busier recently, especially at night, and the time of singing is getting later and later, most of the time he sings until the second half of the night before coming back.

When Zhuang Yan answered the phone, Xiaoying was next to her, and when the little girl heard that her mother was not coming back, she pouted and said, "Mom won't come back today?"

"Your mom might be back a little late, as usual. Zhuang Yan said.

"I usually come back so late, I can't see her every night, she used to tell me stories at night and take me to sleep. Xiaoying said.

That was at least a month ago, Zhuang Yan smiled, since Chen Jiaqing found a job in a bar, the matter of telling stories to Xiaoying was handed over to Zhuang Yan.

Later, after sharing a house, Zhuang Yan not only told Xiaoying stories, but also urged her to take a bath and sleep. Even Zhuang Yan himself sometimes feels that he has become a daddy.

However, although Xiaoying is only five years old, she is surprisingly sensible, and this is the first time Zhuang Yan has heard her complain that Chen Jiaqing is too busy.

Zhuang Yan touched her head with a smile and said, "Your mother is also working hard for you, she also wants you to live better, eat better, have beautiful clothes to wear, and buy beautiful books when you see them." ”

Xiaoying blinked her eyes and said, "I know, my mother told me that someone was going to snatch me away, uncle, is it the old witch who wanted to rob me last time." ”

Zhuang Yan didn't know whether to nod or shake her head, that woman was her grandmother anyway, even if it wasn't very good to them, the word old witch was actually a little heavy.

But before Zhuang Yan could speak, Xiaoying asked again: "Uncle, why did she rob Xiaoying?"

Zhuang Yan smiled: "Of course, it's because Xiaoying, you are so cute and so beautiful." ”

praised her, I thought the little girl would be happy, but she didn't expect her to say angrily, "Hmph, I don't want to be cute, the little fat man next to me is too, two days ago he said that I was cute, and he will marry me when he grows up, hum, I don't want to marry him." ”

When Zhuang Yan heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry, what are the five-year-old children thinking about in their minds now.

It can be heard that Xiaoying really doesn't like the other party, otherwise she won't even call him by name, just call him Little Fatty.

"Ahem, you're still studying, and you still focus on your studies. Zhuang Yan didn't know what to say, so he could only squeeze out such a sentence.

"Qi!" Xiao Ying actually sneered, "He's too fat, his eyes are small, and when he laughs, there are only two slits left on his face, and they are all ugly." ”

Zhuang Yan was completely speechless now, according to what she meant, if she was not a fat person and her eyes were not small, then she might be willing.

"Ahem, you can't judge people by their appearance. After saying a word, Zhuang Yan felt that there was something wrong with this, and then turned his mouth and said, "You are all still young, you should think about studying, of course you can make friends on weekdays, but you can't cross the line, I mean, even if people are not fat people and their eyes are very big, you should stick to it, you know?"

He originally wanted to do ideological work for Xiaoying, so that she would not be exposed to some youthful things so early. But halfway through the sentence, I felt that something was wrong, so I said a little embarrassed, "I mean, everyone is the same, even if someone is fat, but his inner does not depend on his figure, you can't deny him because he is fat." ”

Zhuang Yan slapped his forehead again, the more he said it, the more wrong he became, he didn't know what kind of role he should play in front of Xiaoying.

He also wanted to act like a father and give Xiaoying some guidance, but he really didn't have any experience, and even his speech was a little confused.

Xiao Ying looked at Zhuang Yan talking chaotically and laughed, "I know, our teacher has already said that children can't fall in love early." ”

"Okay, okay, the teachers told you, that's good. Zhuang Yan wiped a handful of sweat and said.

Xiaoying sat up from the sofa, leaned sideways on the sofa, looked at Zhuang Yan with blazing eyes, and suddenly said: "However, the teacher also said that when we grow up, we can get married and have children, just like our mother." ”

Three black lines immediately appeared on Zhuang Yan's head, and he really wanted to ask them where the teacher was and why he said something.

But before it was Zhuang Yan's turn to speak, Xiaoying said again, "Uncle Zhuang Yan, when I grow up, I'll marry you, okay?"

Zhuang Yan was really startled this time, and almost fell off the sofa, he coughed twice and said, "Xiaoying, I am your uncle, so you can't marry me." ”

Xiao Ying didn't seem to understand the relationship, and wondered, "Why? Aren't they all going to marry their uncle?"

Zhuang Yan touched his nose and smiled: "You are five years old this year, and when you are twenty-five, you will also marry a boy in his twenties, and when you are twenty-five, your uncle will be in his forties." ”

Xiao Ying seemed to understand and said, "Then Uncle Zhuang Yan, you can only marry your mother." ”