Chapter Twenty-Four: With You (Asking for Tickets)

"Qingqing, don't hinder your father's work, he wants to make money, otherwise how can you raise your little belly to be fat!"

Tang Ning, who was on the side, immediately gave Qingqing a lesson, "Poof!", Nie Zheng thought of Qingqing's ghost idea of wanting to eat, and actually said that his belly had become smaller.

His heart itched, and he wanted to see this little cutie sooner, "Qingqing, Dad's work is done!"

"Yes, Dad is so good!" Qingqing's two lotus-like little hands were raised high, and the picture was blurred, and Tang Ning's scolding voice came from the other end of the phone: "Little fool, the phone almost fell off! Hang up the phone quickly, otherwise Dad will only care about talking to you, and he won't come!"

A line of cold green text remained on the phone's display: "Ten seconds long!", followed by a VCR logo.

Nie Zheng was already eager to fly to Qingqing's side immediately, he picked up his mobile phone, closed the door, and ran to the elevator room like a fly.

"Uncle Kung Fu!" The otaku followed Nie Zheng into the elevator like a green ghost, "Did you just want to scold me with swear words?

"Dedicated to your mother...."Nie Zheng finally held back his swearing, "I'm going to go to the playground with my baby daughter, don't get in the way, or I'll beat you!"

"Wow!" The otaku looked up at the mobile phone camera at a 45-degree angle, and shouted with a very exaggerated expression: "It turns out that Uncle Kung Fu is still a daddy in the new era!

Nie Zheng took advantage of the fact that the elevator door was about to close, kicked the otaku in the ass and kicked him out, and the elevator door closed, perfect!

No one could stop his eagerness to get together with his precious daughter.

Bite!

The elevator door opened, and the lights flashed in front of me, "Hello, I'm a reporter from Sydney Daily, can I have an interview with you?"

"Journalists?"

Nie Zheng hesitated for a moment, just to talk about Yang Ying, or to find her through the power of the media.

However, there are at least five or six reporters in the lobby ---, and it is estimated that this trouble will not be over for more than half an hour.

Qingqing's cute little guy is eagerly waiting for her father's arrival, and she can't be lazy for a second!

Nie Zheng didn't care, he ran wildly, the principal's house was not far from the playground, and it didn't take ten minutes for Nie Zheng to arrive at the door.

His pace slowed, and his heart was pounding, plopping.

As a killer, he didn't dare to come to this place full of innocence, but this is the place he has been looking forward to coming from childhood to now being thirty years old, but there is just one reason missing.

Today, he can rightfully step into the playground for the first time---- he is Qingqing's father!

Colorful balloons float at the entrance of the playground, and the five big characters of "Rainbow Playground" are made up with cute animal patterns.

Nie Zheng took one step, two steps, three steps, and finally the pace became normal.

The playground on the weekend is full of singing and laughter, and it seems to be in a different space than the indifferent world outside.

The playground is large, with artificial lakes, willow trees, all kinds of children's toys, and most importantly, cute children.

"Tang Ning, where are you?" Nie Zheng dialed Tang Ning's phone, "I'm at the door!"

"Dad has arrived!" Tang Ning immediately reported to Qingqing, and then said: "Nie Zheng, there is a small pink stone road on your right, you walk along the small stone road, and the second... Well.... By the way, the second pavilion, which looks like a pink mushroom, is in it. ”

On the right side of the small stone road is an artificial lake, which is full of families rowing boats, and there are also electric boats, and the boats are wrapped around rubber so that they can collide with each other, and Qingqing's mischievous guy must like to play this.

There were children running around along the way, Nie Zheng smiled and gently supported the child who hit him, he didn't dare to go too fast, his body was easy to hurt the child.

All the children were sweating profusely, and there were towels stuffed in their clothes, which were used to absorb sweat, and the short stone road, Nie Zheng felt that it was longer than a marathon.

His heart is anxious and happy, and Qingqing's brain will make up pictures with his happy hours later, which are extremely warm.

Finally arrived at the second pink mushroom pavilion, he jumped in one step, expecting Qingqing to come over and give him a warm hug, "Qingqing, Dad has arrived!"

"Qingqing, Dad has arrived!"

Tang Ning gently stroked Qingqing's hair, reminding her that she ignored Nie Zheng's shouting, and just pouted and sat there angrily.

Nie Zheng blamed himself for a while, he must have been late and angered the little princess.

"Daddy!"

Qingqing raised her hands weakly and motioned for Nie Zheng to hug her, Nie Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, at least her daughter was not angry with him, it must be the hateful Tang Ning who angered her.

"Nie Zheng, you go play with Qingqing, I'm tired, sit here for a while. ”

Nie Zheng hugged the little princess, he knew that Tang Ning deliberately gave the two father and daughter a chance to have a two-person world, and the little complaint he had just made against her disappeared.

"Qingqing, can you take a carousel?"

"Hmm!"

The little princess agreed, and Nie Zheng knew that her anger would soon disappear, and the child would not know how to hold grudges.

He immediately bought a ticket and put Qingqing on a small pink wooden horse, "Qingqing, Dad will take a picture of you!"

"Hmm...."Qingqing shook her little head and raised her hands, "Qingqing doesn't like to sit on a wooden horse the most!"

Nie Zheng had no choice but to carry her and leave the little wooden horse, the girl's mind was really hard to guess.

There is a small train in front, "Qingqing, can you take the train?" You sit in the front of the train, you are the captain, and the children in the back are all your passengers. ”

"Hmm...."Qingqing's little head is like a bobbleworm that Nie Zheng played with when he was a child, "Qingqing doesn't like the little train the most!"

"Then let's take a bumper car, you see...."Nie Zheng pointed to the inside of the parking lot, "That little fat man specifically hit girls, Qingqing went in to teach him a lesson." ”

"Qingqing doesn't like bumper cars the most!"

Nie Zheng is helpless, after all, he is a father with only one day of work experience, and he can't figure out the temper of the little baby.

Anyway, there are dozens of games in this playground, and there is always something that my daughter likes.

But --- Nie Zhen took Qingqing to more than a dozen games in a row, and she said she didn't like it.

Further on, there is a meadow where many parents and children kick balls, fly kites, and have picnics, next to a roller coaster called "Crazy Mouse"

In fact, it is a car made in the shape of Mickey Mouse, which can seat two people, and turn a few laps on the roundabout track several meters high, with a sign that reads: "Children under 12 years old, please be accompanied by parents." ”

This is a boy's game, and it is estimated that Qingqing will not like it, so Nie Zheng has no choice but to give it a try.

"Qingqing, can Dad play Crazy Mouse with you?"

"Okay, okay!" Qingqing actually smiled and clapped her hands happily, "Qingqing likes mice the most!"

"Poof!"

Nie Zheng couldn't help but wonder that his little princess actually liked to play boys' games.

He bought a ticket, carried Qingqing into the car, fastened the seat belt for her, sat next to her, and also fastened the seat belt.

"Daddy, Daddy, tell the rats to run faster!"

Qingqing slapped the car happily, and Nie Zheng smiled: "This is called a crazy mouse!"

"Crazy mouse, why don't you leave!" Qingqing shouted loudly at the front of the car, making Nie Zheng laugh.

Click!

The car shook slightly, and finally started, first to go up a long slope.

"Huh--huh--"

Qingqing pushed the front of the car hard, and she wanted to force the car uphill.

Finally reached the top of the slope, Nie Zheng reminded: "Qingqing, it's time to rush down!"

"Yay!

Qingqing happily raised her hands, the car swooped down, and there was a centrifugal force in vain, Nie Zheng immediately stretched out his right hand and held Qingqing's chest tightly, "Qingqing, don't be afraid!"

"Wow---" Qingqing shouted happily, "Dad, Dad, are you afraid? Qingqing is not afraid at all!"

"Of course Dad is afraid, Qingqing wants to protect Dad. ”

"Oh, Dad, Qingqing will teach you, you support the car with your feet, the car is like this, you are like this...."The car turned to the left, and Qingqing's body also leaned to the left.

Haha, Nie Zheng even asked his daughter to teach him how to ride a roller coaster, and he couldn't help laughing.

Click, click, click

The car slowly entered the station, Qingqing couldn't wait to jump out of the car, and Nie Zheng immediately unbuckled her seat belt.

"Dad, aren't you scared!" Qingqing jumped up and hugged Nie Nie Zheng's arms, her feet retracted, Nie Zheng just carried Qingqing and walked slowly, Qingqing "giggled" and laughed.

"Dad, Qingqing tells you, Qingqing is not afraid at all!"

"Well, Qingqing is so amazing, Dad almost got scared. ”

Qingqing jumped off Nie Zheng's arm and ran back quickly, "Dad, Dad, go play bumper cars, go teach the little fat man, Qingqing loves to play bumper cars the most!"

This girl is really changeable, just now it was clear that "Qingqing doesn't like to play bumper cars the most", and now she says "Qingqing loves to play bumper cars the most"

Wrong!

Nie Zheng was slightly stunned, he seemed to understand something, in fact, the facilities of the playground, Qingqing likes to play, but she needs one condition, that is, she will accompany her to play together!

"Qingqing, Dad is playing bumper cars with you and teaching the little fat man a lesson!"