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Tang Anqing sat on the stone bench with Puyu in his arms, the soft ruler was also placed in the basket, and the man sat opposite, put the porcelain basin on the stone table, and went straight to see him in his hand.

Tang Anqing put Puyu, who had been making a fuss about 'peach peach' in his arms, on the stone bench beside him, and asked him to sit honestly, "Yu'er, sit down well and don't fall down, do you know?" Mother will skin you.."

There is still a certain gap between the stone table and the stone bench, Puyu heard Tang Anqing's words, but he was still not honest, standing on the stone bench, his upper body was completely placed on the stone table, and he looked at the cherry in Tang Anqing's hand with big eyes.

The cherries and lychees soaked in the clear river water still have a cool feeling, Tang Anqing sprinkled the water droplets on it, peeled off the skin of the lychee and put it aside, revealing the white and tender flesh inside, looked at his little ancestor, looked at his 'sitting posture' helplessly, put the flesh in the porcelain basin, watched the child's pouting movements, stood up and pulled him down from the stone table, and let him sit well, "Yu'er, sit down." ”

Then put the flesh of the lychee into the child's little hand, "Do you know if you spit out the kernel inside?" Tang Anqing was afraid that the child would accidentally swallow the kernel into his stomach, so he had to tell him that he wanted to get the kernel out, but he wanted to let the child eat it himself, and he was worried about looking at the child, only to see the child take the lychee and fill it directly into his mouth, the small mouth was instantly filled with lychee pulp, and his cheeks were bulging, and the child's two little hands were on the edge of the stone table, and it was as cute as a cute little squirrel.

The child's cheeks moved, and the red mouth opened and closed, and after a while, the bulging cheeks disappeared, and the child opened his mouth, and a small kernel was spit out by the child, which happened to fall on the child's hand.

Tang Anqing can't tell what she feels in her heart now, but the slightly trembling corners of her mouth, and the expression of not smiling or not showing her true mood now, staring at the small fruit core, looking at her own ancestors with an innocent and innocent face, is this the talent of a foodie?

The man also put down the book in his hand, took out another lychee from the porcelain basin and put it in his son's hand, Tang Anqing was speechless again, watching his son skillfully peel off the lychee skin and put it aside, and then put the white and tender flesh into his red mouth, the cheeks bulged after a while, and the bulging cheeks disappeared, and then the small kernel fell down again, and Tang Anqing stroked his forehead, this is her heart and liver baby ancestor...

Tang Anqing exhaled slowly, when did this happen, and looked at the man, "Uncle, did you teach Yu'er?" He wouldn't have been until yesterday. ”

The man glanced at Tang Anqing, then picked up the book and turned the pages.

"Okay, I fed him before, I think I learned it from Baozi..."Tang Anqing took out two red cherries and a citrus from the porcelain basin and put them in front of the child, and said very solemnly: "Yu'er, do you know that you want to eat by yourself in the future?" ”

After speaking, no matter how the child reacted, he picked up an orange-red citrus by himself, peeled it one by one and filled it into his mouth, and sighed inexplicably in his heart, this little ancestor was purely angry with himself, but he still couldn't bear to glance at his son, only to see the child bending his eyebrows and eating the cherry in front of him, and the little short legs were still swaying underneath, but he didn't look at the citrus, because the citrus was pushed in front of him by the child, and the child's meaning was obvious: Mother peeled me for me.

Tang Anqing smiled helplessly, although his eyes were full of pampering, he put the peeled citrus petals in his hand in front of Yu'er, and really wanted to point his son's forehead, now the child directly filled the cherry into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then the child spit out the red cherry peel and spit it on the ground on the side.

"Uncle, do you want to eat?" Looking at it, he was accustomed to his son's fruit-eating appearance, Tang Anqing broke another citrus in half, and put half of it in front of the man, "Enhance your resistance, uncle, your injuries are not healed yet." ”

Puyu finished eating two small cherries and a few cloves of citrus, and jumped down from the stone bench, "Mother.. Peach peach.."

Tang Anqing followed the direction that Puyu walked over, and looked at the little rabbit who was probing his brain behind the big tree, "Yu'er, don't catch the peach, you know?" ”

Tang Anqing pushed the remaining citrus from Puyu in front of the man, and smiled, "Uncle, it's normal for a father to eat what is left over from his son." "Put away the fruit skin and the porcelain pot, the kernel that was spit out by Puyu was randomly put into the soil in the yard by Tang Anqing, and some water from the porcelain pot was poured in, hoping that it can sprout in the spring of next year.

Turning around to look at Puyu, who was walking and chasing the little rabbit, when looking at the man, the citrus in front of him had disappeared, well, he also missed the picture of watching the man eat citrus, put the porcelain basin in the kitchen, walked to Puyu and took out the soft ruler in his pocket, and asked Puyu to be careful not to fall, before returning to the stone table.

Looking at the position of the marks on the soft ruler, he secretly glanced at the man, and quickly turned his eyes back before he noticed it, secretly rejoicing in his heart, the uncle is really a man.

took out the fabric bought for the man, compared the fabric, and quickly cut it according to the man's size, definitely the drawing line and the straight fabric came out under the scissors in Tang Anqing's hand, "Uncle, what kind of top, long coat or short robe do you like?" Don't tell me you're casual? ”

After a while, Tang Anqing, who didn't wait for an answer, raised his head and looked at the man sitting across from him, "Uncle? ”

The man held on to his shirt, turned the page of the book in his hand, and continued to read as if nothing had happened.

"Okay, I see, it's just a blank question to ask you, I've already cut it out to make a gown." Tang Anqing then lowered his head, spread out the fabric in his hand, and sighed infinitely in his heart, I don't know how many years it has been since the uncle spoke again.

With the passage of time, the gown in Tang Anqing's hand gradually took shape, Puyu chased Tao Tao and did not catch up, the child was unhappy and didn't care about Tao Tao, walked back to the stone table, originally wanted his mother to help him catch the little rabbit, but his mother didn't have time to pay attention to him, pulled his father's shirt and climbed to his father's lap, sat on his father's lap, learned the man's movements, opened his beautiful big eyes, looked at the book in his father's hand, and for a while the warm atmosphere was circulating in the three of them...

Puyu didn't make a fuss anymore, looking at the black words, slowly the little head went straight down, the slender and thick eyelashes blinked, the man held the child's head, slowly put the child horizontally on his thigh, and gently and regularly patted the child's belly, and after a while, the child slowly fell asleep, the little hand was still grabbing the man's clothes, the red little mouth was still closed, and there was suspected that there was an unknown liquid flowing down the white and tender little chin...

Tang Anqing raised his head, rubbed his neck, watched the interaction between the man and the child, smiled knowingly, and then lowered his head and continued to sew the clothes in his hand, and his movements became gentle.

The breeze blew, blowing the leaves on the trees and chirping softly, and the child chirped, moved a little, and fell asleep again. Tang Anqing stroked the hair next to her ear, this kind of life is the life she has always longed for, but she didn't notice that the corners of the man's mouth were also slightly raised...

Tang Anqing tore off the thread in his hand, tied a knot, raised the shirt in his hand, and finally made it. Looking at the rest of the cloth, he thought about it, picked up the scissors and cut the edges of the sky blue strips of cloth into the shape of petals, sewed several strips of cloth together, slowly formed a triangle, sewed two thinner cloth bands in the back, and a simple bib was made, Tang Anqing nodded and embroidered a small bright red flower on it, and then sighed.

The sun was getting bigger and bigger in the blue sky, and the weather was getting hotter, and the big tree beside the stone table blocked the hot light, and the bright light spilled through the gaps in the leaves, mottled and scattered, and from time to time there was a breeze blowing, warm.

Tang Anqing put down the clothes in his hand, the bib specially made for Puyu was almost ready, ripped off the last thread, raised his head and looked at the sky, the sun was almost at the end of the day, and there was smoke floating in the village, "Hey, it's time to make lunch." Uncle, the clothes are ready, give me the jade, it's a little hot outside. ”

The man listened to Tang Anqing's words, put the book on the stone table, gently picked up Pu Yuping, and handed it to Tang Anqing.

When he took Puyu, his rounded fingertips touched the other party's fingers slightly, Tang Anqing was slightly stunned, and only reacted when he came into contact with Puyu's soft body, and quickly turned around and hugged Puyu back to the hall.

Tang Anqing carefully put Puyu on the bed, covered the quilt with the child's belly, and exhaled deeply, the pounding heartbeat sounded particularly loud in Tang Anqing's ears, and his cheeks gradually warmed up, without touching Tang Anqing, he felt that his cheeks were hot, they must be red.

[Tang Anqing, you are unproductive, it's not that you haven't seen a man, what are you doing as if you haven't seen a man in your life, it's really unproductive. But he was a very handsome man.

[It's not productive.,If you like it, just push it down...] On the spacious big bed, intertwined men and women, snow-white skin and strong legs, irrepressible panting, and charming moans...

Tang Anqing pinched his arm fiercely, the sharp pain instantly washed away the ambiguous scene in his mind, patted his cheek, took a few deep breaths, calmed his breathing, and after a while, he finally washed away the beautiful picture, his heartbeat gradually calmed down, and the red tide on his face faded.

All of this is just because of the touching fingers, it must have been fantasized when I saw my uncle's figure yesterday, it must be so, Tang Anqing, don t be too, you.

Tang Anqing called the bun out of the space, this foodie's little belly is round, he must have eaten a lot of fruit, put the fruit brought out by the bun on the quilt on the side, and told him to look at Puyu.

Looking out of the window, the man is gone, and the books are still on the stone bench, where has Uncle gone?