Xin Yi hung up the phone and threw her phone on the bed, continuing to stare at the cupboard, thinking again, where did her clothes go?

I couldn't find it, so I walked out of the house and stood upstairs and asked loudly:

"Tang Jinteng, where did you put my change of clothes?"

"I'll get it for you later."

Tang Jinteng hugged his daughter and went upstairs, and the clothes were placed with him. I put it together a few days ago, but I didn't let her take it, and she didn't know what to do.

"The clothes you wear at home, the clean ones are here, the ones you wear when you go out are here, the sportswear over there, the underwear and small bottoms are placed here, remember, don't find it next time and rummage around, huh?" Tang Jinteng easily held his daughter with one hand and pointed at his wife with the other.

Categorized and tidy up, this man's typical obsessive-compulsive disorder, the room is not allowed to be dirty.

Xin Yi often threw away the clothes and towels one second ago, and then went back to get them, but she couldn't find them, which made her aunt always feel like she was losing something.

That's it, Tang Jinteng also has something to say, he thinks that this woman is not growing up, things are always placed indiscriminately, how many times have the same kind of things told her where to put them, but she just didn't listen, and still threw them around. She threw it and he couldn't look at it, of course he had to accept it, could it still be put on display?

Tang Jinteng said seriously, and Xin Yi reluctantly nodded.

I think this person tells her this very seriously every time, but when she needs to take something, she changes the ground again, so she has to get by with his seriousness, and she can't find anything and call him.

Tang Jinteng waited for Xin Yi to come out of the bathroom, and she knew that she couldn't find a towel to wipe her hair, and the towel had to be washed every day before she was brought into the bathroom, but today she didn't just come back from outside, and the towels she wanted to use were still hanging on the balcony on the second floor.

When Xin Yi entered the bathroom, Tang Jinteng took his daughter and took the towel and bath towel and their clothes in, and the people on the side of the new building are only responsible for the gardening construction and maintenance in the garden, plus the sanitation and cleaning of the new building, like the clothes of the master's house, unless there are special clothes to be handled separately, there is no need for people at other times.

There are only two people working here, one in the kitchen, and the other in charge of cleaning.

Don't look at the number of people in the family during this time, when the little milk baby grows up, the nutritionist and the two nurses will be dismissed, and there will be fewer people in the new building.

Tang Jinteng came in with a towel that was warmed by his eyes, put his daughter on her small bed, and then folded the clothes and put them in the cupboard, incense or something.

Xin Yi's nose is more sensitive, and if there is a smell on her clothes, she basically doesn't need to wear clothes.

"Tang Jinteng, where did you put the towel?" Xin Yi really shouted inside.

Tang Jinteng knocked on the door with a towel, Xin Yi hurriedly spoke, "Don't come in, I'll get it if you stand there, I haven't got my clothes on yet." ”

Tang Jinteng stood at the door according to his words, and soon the door opened, Xin Yi's little face was exposed by the heat, his wet hand was stretched, the towel was taken over, and then the door was closed.

"Mr. Xie Lu, Mr. Xie Tang." Xin Yi shouted in a muffled voice.

Tang Jinteng adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner and teased his daughter to play, Xin Yi came out over there, Tang Jinteng said sideways:

"Come here."

Xin Yi walked towards Tang Jinteng with a head of water, Tang Jinteng kicked the candy-colored plastic stool at his feet, Xin Yi sat down directly, Tang Jinteng took a towel to wipe her hair, everything was so natural, there was no sense of disobedience.

Tang Jinteng said in a low voice, "Let's cut my hair on the weekend, it's too hot." ”

"Oh, yes." Xin Yi doesn't matter, it's long or short.

After the hair was almost dry, he used a hair dryer to blow it, Xin Yi pushed Tang Jinteng and said, "Isn't it okay to blow it with cold wind?" It's hot. ”

"The cold wind blows a headache, you steaming hot, how can you use the cold wind to blow?" Tang Jinteng said in a low voice.

Xin Yi was lying on Tang Jinteng's lap, and she reached out to tease her daughter without a match.

The small bed is a little high, Xin Yi can't reach the little milk ball when she lies down, no, she was rude, she reached out and dragged her daughter's clothes to herself, she didn't know where she was dragging it, her head was tilted up, looking at her daughter, her agate-like eyes were facing each other, Xin Yi smiled at her daughter, the baby didn't give face, her fat face wrinkled, and she cried out with a "wow".

Tang Jinteng's finger flicked on the back of Xin Yi's head the next moment, and Xin Yi turned around with a "whoosh" cry and glared at Tang Jinteng.

"What are you doing?"

"You think of Seventeen as a doll, don't you?"

Still procrastinating?!

The child has a life, and she also knows the pain, little beast, is this what a mother does?

Xin Yi gritted her teeth, "I just want to see her." ”

Tang Jinteng gently patted his daughter's back with his side hand, and the little milk baby gradually stopped crying, and her little body rolled, away from her mother, feeling that her mother was not a good person.

The little milk dumplings are rolling, they can't roll on their stomachs, lying on the bed, humming and making a sound, probably straining, they can't get up and just don't move, they open their mouths and bite the little quilt, muffled and humming, no matter how her mother teases her, she is not a bird.

Xin Yi was depressed in her heart, she was only absent for two days, and this little guy taught her father badly, it seems that she will have to take her daughter with her when she goes out in the future, so as not to provoke their mother-daughter relationship.

Tang Jinteng blew Xin Yi's hair, and gently smoothed it, such a good hair, he didn't cut it during the confinement, and now he cuts it, isn't it a pity?

"Mr. Tang, are you okay?" Xin Yi was sweating, and her back was wet again, yes, this bath was washed in vain.

"It's coming, there's no hurry." Tang Jinteng said calmly.

Xin Yi rolled her eyes, yes, he didn't need to be in a hurry, but she was in a hurry.

Blowing her hair, Tang Jinteng stroked Xin Yi's long hair, and said in a low voice:

"Is it okay to braid your hair?"

Tang Jinteng saw her tidy up her hair in three or two clicks at noon, and thought it looked good, I had never seen her braiding before, and I felt fresh when I saw it for the first time.

"Hmm."

Xin Yi's backhand reached for her hair, Tang Jinteng pulled away her hand, loosely held her black and shiny hair, a little in love, he whispered:

"Bao, why don't we cut it?"

Braided hair won't be too hot if it doesn't cover her neck, Tang Jinteng is learning Xin Yi's gesture to make her hair, and asks, "Is this right?" Repeatedly, it will be. ”

"Hmm." Xin Yi was lying on Tang Jinteng's lap, her head shrugged, and her hands hung down.

Tang Jinteng made it up very seriously, he started it once, and then let it go after it was made, and said in a low voice:

"Bao, how about we make up two?"

"Village girl braids?" Xin Yi muttered.

"That's the name of the two?" Tang Jinteng twisted his eyebrows slightly, what a playful braid, why did he come up with such a rustic name?

"I'm talking nonsense." Xin Yi snorted, "Give me the phone." ”