Guoguo could understand that her father was leaving, and suddenly her little face collapsed, and she didn't eat the chicken leg in her hand, and reached out to ask her father to hug her.

Luo Zhan could only put down the chopsticks, hugged his daughter, and wiped Guoguo's little grease hand and small grease mouth with a wet towel.

Qin Xiaoyu was a little jealous and said, "You won't hug me anymore after you have a daughter." As he spoke, he deliberately hugged Luo Zhan's neck.

Guoguo hurriedly pulled her mother's arm with her hand: "Mine, my father, it's mine!"

Qin Xiaoyu smiled and kissed the little face of the fruit fruit, and then kissed Luo Zhan's cheek: "Okay, it's yours, I'll give it back to you." ”

The three of them made a fuss for a while, Luo Zhan saw that the time was almost up, and asked Qin Xiaoyu to go out with Guoguo in his arms, so he left secretly, otherwise Guoguo would definitely have to cry heartbreakingly.

Qin Xiaoyu coaxed Guoguo to go outside for a walk and came back, Luo Zhan had already left.

Guoguo looked at the empty room, deflated her mouth, wilted, and leaned on Qin Xiaoyu's arms without squeaking.

"Guoguo, shall we continue to eat? You see that the chicken thighs are not hot now. Qin Xiaoyu whispered.

Guoguo shook her little head: "Don't eat, Guoguo sleeps." ”

Qin Xiaoyu washed Guoguo again, and went to lie on the kang with Guoguo in his arms.

Guoguo was rolling on the kang, shaking her white and tender little feet back and forth, her eyes were round and smooth, and she didn't feel sleepy at all. I looked over and over and saw Luo Zhan's military uniform hanging on the hanger on the wall, my eyes blinked, and I finally couldn't help crying.

Qin Xiaoyu sighed while coaxing, it is better not to come back after coming back for so long, and the child who hooks misses his father even more.

Guoguo fell asleep with tears in her eyes because she missed her father, and there were still crystal tears on her long eyelashes.

Qin Xiaoyu looked at Guoguo's curly eyelashes, and pulled them with his fingers, this kind of curly is thick and black with an exotic style, thicker and more curly than ordinary people with long eyelashes, and it seems that the eyes are much more energetic.

It seems that the effect of this Ottoman is really good, and when it is cool in the morning and evening, you can take the fruit to dig the Ottoman grass and come back to study.

Guoguo was still aggrieved in her dream, she sobbed for a long time, grinned and looked like she wanted to cry, her delicate little brows were furrowed, and her thick black eyebrows were about to be connected.

The sleeping child is the embodiment of an absolute angel, quiet and lovely.

Qin Xiaoyu just lay on her stomach and looked at her daughter's lovely sleeping face.

In the next few days, Qin Xiaoyu took the fruit in the morning and evening when it was cool, went to the surrounding area to find ottoman grass, or went to the lavender valley to pick some flowers and came back, fortunately, the mother and daughter are not tanned, and their skin is pink after the sun, and they can sleep again.

Qin Xiaoyu always regrets that he doesn't have a camera, if he can't take a lot of photos of Guoguo, especially Luo Dan brought a bunch of beautiful little dresses.

I wanted to realize it, so I simply rented a camera.

When I rode back from Lavender Valley with fruit, I went straight to the photo studio on the second floor of the service center.

The price of renting a camera is not expensive, you have to pay a deposit of 100 yuan.

The photographer taught Qin Xiaoyu how to focus, how to press the shutter, and how to turn the paper backwards. It's not the same as the point-and-shoot camera that came later, if you don't focus well, the portrait will be virtual. Also to prevent exposure.

Thirty-two to thirty-six photographs can be taken in one volume, and many of them can be used for many of them, but they can actually take about 20 photos.

Guoguo felt very funny by stepping on the clattering wooden floor, and happily ran around and stepped on it, looking at the beautiful paintings on the background wall of the photo studio, and reached out to touch it.

Qin Xiaoyu simply asked the photographer to help load the film, and then took a few photos of Guoguo first, so that she could study.

Children take pictures by snapping, Qin Xiaoyu teased Guoguo to stand in front of the background wall, the photographer took a few photos, and then asked Qin Xiaoyu to learn to take a few photos.

While the photo was being taken, someone went upstairs again.

Qin Xiaoyu turned around curiously and saw Kang Baohong coming over to take pictures with a boy about ten years old.

Kang Baohong was just stunned for a moment when she saw Qin Xiaoyu, and immediately twisted her head to the side.

The photographer smiled and asked Kang Baohong: "This is your nephew?"

Kang Baohong smiled: "Yes, take him a birthday photo today." ”

"Okay, wait a minute. After the photographer finished with a smile, he explained to Qin Xiaoyu that he must not open the place where the film is loaded, if he can't pour the film, he can take it back and let him get it.

Qin Xiaoyu humbly agreed, and went over to hand over with Guoguo and the camera to pay the money.

Kang Baohong watched enviously as Qin Xiaoyu took the child to the counter to pay the money, she could often see Qin Xiaoyu riding a bicycle with the child out for a spin in the barbershop, the clothes of the mother and daughter were all unseen in the town, very beautiful.

The most important thing is that she envies this kind of life where she doesn't have to run around every day for food and clothing, and can take her children to do whatever they want.

Of course, she envied all the military families in the family home, because after coming with the army, many of them no longer farmed, and they didn't need to be exposed to the wind and sun, and they were younger and more foreign than the ordinary women in the town.

If her sister married into the army back then, and is now also a military wife, she would not have to work hard in the field with crutches now, and even she only needs to go back from the store to pull grass in the fields to work.

Kang Baohong inexplicably felt that life was too unfair, she and her sister were not bad, and when they went to school, they were not bad at studying, why did they not live as good as others in the end?

When Qin Xiaoyu handed over the money, he could feel the burning gaze behind him, and after paying the money, he turned his head with Guoguo in his arms, and saw Kang Baohong twisting his head to the side unnaturally.

took a deep look at Kang Baohong and went downstairs with Guoguo in his arms.

After collecting the money, the photographer came over and said with a smile: "Your nephew is ten years old, right?

Kang Baohong smiled gently: "It's all good, Brother Zhang is bothering you." ”

"What's the trouble, we're all upstairs and downstairs neighbors. The photographer smiled and said that he went over to get the background cloth, and said in his mouth: "The wife of the officer in the army just now, I took a family photo of her family, and her man's rank is not low, so if you open a barber shop here, you must also find an official to be an official, a man is beautiful and ugly can't be eaten, you have the ability." ”

Kang Baohong smiled and didn't speak, but he had other calculations in his heart.

The photographer kept saying: "Don't look for those volunteers, you will go home as soon as you reach the age limit, and the treatment can't catch up with the officer, isn't the daughter of the old Lu family in the ranch below married an official, and now she has a pair of children, and her life is good." ”

Kang Baohong didn't want to continue the topic, and urged: "Brother Zhang, hurry up, I'm afraid that someone will come to get a haircut in a while." ”

"Cheng, if you are busy, you can go down first, let your nephew be here, and he will go down by himself in a while. After speaking, the photographer looked at the little boy: "Ten years old is not low, and I will also be a soldier in the military school in the future, so that your mother can enjoy it." ”

The little boy who had been silent suddenly looked at the photographer with a hateful face: "I'm not a soldier!"