It was too tiring to walk with it, and later it was changed to carrying it on its back.

Fu Bao wrapped his hands tightly around his father's neck, lay on his thick back, and opened his mouth to say sweetly, "Dad, you are so good, I will carry you when I grow up in the future." ”

Ning Weihua sneered: "With your small body, you can't carry me when you grow up, it's better to count on your back, it's better to count on my future son-in-law who doesn't know where to nest." ”

Fu Bao blushed and squirmed: "Dad, what are you talking about, I'm still a child!" ”

Ning Weihua suddenly sighed.

Lin Shulan was puzzled: "Her father, what are you sighing for?" ”

Ning Weihua pretended to groan: "Our daughter is lazy, greedy and stupid, and it is difficult to say whether she can marry in the future." ”

Lin Shulan quit, and slapped her man angrily, "My daughter looks so cute, she will definitely be rushed to marry in the future." ”

The two quarreled over her "lifelong event".

Fu Bao didn't feel anything, not to mention that she was only eight years old, she was six years old, even if she was eighteen years old, she didn't want to get married, how good it was to be free and easy to be alone.

A girl is a treasure in her own family, and she is grass when she gets married, and she wants to be a treasure at home for the rest of her life, so that her father can raise her.

Therefore, Dad must work hard for her, so that she and her mother can lie down and enjoy happiness for the rest of their lives.

Hearing her heart, the system looked up to the sky and vomited three liters of blood, and couldn't help but say loudly: "Host, don't forget to be thirty years old." ”

Fu Bao's brain short-circuited for a while, and finally remembered that he was still shouldering the mission of the heroine.

Dysphoria!

Why let her be the heroine and apply to be a supporting actress, can the eighteenth line succeed?

The good mood was all ruined by the system.

After being depressed for two minutes, he started to enjoy himself again, humming a song taught by the music teacher.

The corners of Ning Weihua's mouth twitched.

What the hell?

Lin Shulan lowered her head weakly.

Ning Weihua glanced at his daughter-in-law and immediately understood something.

At the beginning, his daughter-in-law had just gone to the countryside, and after finishing work every day, she had to hide in the thatched hut and sing a sad song, "Little cabbage, yellow in the ground......"

It so happened that he was assigned to work nearby, and every day he had to endure the devastation of the devil crying wolf howl, and two clumps of cotton could not save his ears.

Later, when he got used to it, he could not change his face, she sang hers, he slept with him, and sometimes it could be a lullaby.

The daughter-in-law always thought that their fate began when she fell into the water, and he heroically saved the beauty, but in fact, he noticed her very early.

Because of the singing, he wondered how a beautiful girl could sing such a beautiful song, obviously speaking with a good voice!

Unexpectedly, the daughter inherited her daughter-in-law's singing is unpleasant.

Ning Weihua said in a serious voice: "Fubao, Dad and you discuss something." ”

Fu Bao thought there was something big, and said very seriously: "What's the matter?" ”

Ning Weihua said: "I want my dad to live a few more years, and don't sing anymore in the future." ”

Fu Bao looked confused, then reacted, and snorted angrily, "I'm angry, why can't I coax it!" ”

Ning Weihua smiled: "Okay, go to the department store later, don't buy anything, just me and your mother will buy it." ”

Hearing this, Fu Bao immediately said spinelessly: "I'm not angry." ”

The system mall is restricted, she can't see or touch the money tickets at home, her status has plummeted, and she even has to look at her father's face to buy a pair of small leather shoes, which is sad.

Ning Weihua said leisurely: "It's late." ”

Fu Bao was anxious, and shook unrelentingly: "Dad, you promised to buy me small leather shoes, the kind of white that Xiaohua bought from her uncle, you can't talk and don't talk." ”

The little guy on his back turned the sky, Ning Weihua quickly stopped and supported her, for fear of falling the girl down, "Okay, okay, don't move, I was tired of carrying you as a little piglet, and if I move again, I will throw you down, I really owe you, little debt collector!" ”

"Hmph, I'm a little piglet, and you're a big pig's trotter!"

"Why are you talking, it's not big or small."

"Adults who don't talk don't deserve respect!"

"Stinky girl with no conscience."

"Bad daddy with a careful eye."

……

The naïve father and daughter quarreled endlessly, and Lin Shulan watched happily on the sidelines, covering her mouth and laughing from time to time.

Before you know it, you're in a department store.

The department store in the city is much larger than the supply and marketing cooperatives in the county, and it is still a three-story building, with an area of about several hundred square meters on each floor, the first floor is a luxury area, the second floor is a daily necessities area, and the third floor is a food area.

The family of three went straight to the second and third floors, bought a lot of things in large bags, and then went down to the first floor to shop.

Lin Shulan held in her hands two sets of summer clothes for the elderly that she finally snatched, "Her father, will they like the clothes I bought for my parents?" ”

Ning Weihua didn't care much and said: "The old lady saves her life, and she will definitely blame you for spending money indiscriminately, and then happily wear new clothes and go out to show off everywhere." ”

Lin Shulan pursed her lips and smiled: "Her father, you are so smart, I can think of that picture when you say this." ”

Ning Weihua was silent for a while, and said, "Shulan, do you want to buy something for your parents and send it over?" ”

Lin Shulan said unhappily: "What to send, they don't lack anything, besides, after so many years, they haven't sent anything to us, why should we send it to them." ”

When Fu Bao was just born, the doctors said that they couldn't support it and would spend a lot of money to treat the disease, Lin Shulan secretly called home, lowered her head and borrowed some money from them, but she didn't borrow a penny, and in exchange for a scolding, saying that she was suffering from herself.

made her completely cold to that family, she has been hiding this phone call from Ning Weihua, and she may never tell him for the rest of her life.

Ning Weihua said lightly: "Okay, anyway, it's your parents, you can decide." ”

The two were talking, but they didn't pay attention for a while, and suddenly found that their daughter was gone, Ning Weihua was shocked: "Where is Fubao?" ”

"I thought you were holding it!" Lin Shulan's mind was in a mess, and the big bag in her hand was thrown directly to the ground.

I am worried that my daughter has been taken away by human traffickers again.

It's not always that good luck to be able to escape from traffickers.

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and tears fell from my eyes, "It's all my fault, why didn't I look at her." ”

Ning Weihua picked up the things on the ground, and also thought of the traffickers, his face was a little unsightly, "Let's go separately and ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw his unconscious girl standing in front of the leather shoe counter.

Ning Weihua walked over menacingly, gritted his teeth and said, "Fubao! ”

Fu Bao deliberately leaned in front of the leather shoe counter, waiting for his father to come and pay.

She didn't realize how much of a mistake she had made, and she pointed to the small white leather shoes on the counter with a happy face, and said eagerly: "Dad, there is only one pair left, buy it for me quickly." ”

Ning Weihua was about to teach his daughter a lesson, when he saw that her daughter's eyes were shining, and her face was full of expectation, thinking that there were many people here, and she would go back and teach the child a lesson.

"How do you sell these shoes?"

The salesman heard that he had a bit of a country accent, his enthusiasm was reduced, and he said perfunctorily: "Forty yuan, an industrial ticket." ”

(End of chapter)