Looking at the little girl's big sparkling eyes, Bai Jian'an's heart trembled, and a sense of powerlessness surged deep from the bottom of his heart, and then quickly spread all over his body.

At this moment, he wanted to sit obediently in the baby stroller that had been put in the utility room to eat ashes.

"Well, grandpa can't help it, this remote control car can only drive so fast! Blame your dad, it's your dad who is so bad! ”

Bai Jian'an had an idea, and as he spoke, he shifted his firepower and pointed the finger at Su Qinghe, the culprit who had already run away.

The little obedient didn't understand the bunch of words in front of Bai Jian'an, but she understood the latter sentence, turned her head and looked back at her father who was walking backwards in front and waving, and shouted milkily: "Bad Dad~"

Bai Jian'an was suddenly refreshed, and echoed with a smile: "Yes, it's a bad father!" ”

"Bad Dad~" The little obedient shouted again, thinking it was funny, giggled, and then waved forward, and kept shouting loudly: "Dad~Dad~"

Worried that the little guy would shout hoarse, Su Qinghe walked back quickly, bowed and wanted to shave the little guy's face, but saw that her smooth forehead was densely covered with a layer of sweat, so he reacted and came out in a hurry, without bringing a small handkerchief to wipe the sweat and a baby cup to drink water.

Seeing Su Qinghe's palm on the little obedient forehead, Bai Jian'an also reacted, "This remote control car is fun, but it is not as comprehensive as the cart, you have to install an awning." ”

Su Qinghe raised his head and squinted at the clear blue and cloudless sky, "Dad, you can take the little obedient to my uncle's house and go back, I'll go find Tingting myself." ”

The temple house is more than 200 meters away from Shuangtang Village, and because the road surface was expanded when the cement road was upgraded two years earlier, the trees and bamboo forests on both sides have been cut down, especially the side by the river, which looks bare.

In this case, not to mention that the scorching sun is overhead at noon, even if the sun is slanting in the west, the road to the temple house is sunny.

Before Su Qinghe went to the temple house, he met a gang with Su Xiaoting as the core.

"Uncle Qinghe!" Su Xiaoting ran to Su Qinghe with a basketball in her arms, her face covered with water droplets.

The rest of Su Qiujie stood in place, looking at Su Qinghe curiously and timidly.

"If you still come to play on such a sunny day, let's take a point and wipe the water on your face." Su Qinghe handed Su Xiaoting a pack of tissues, and he could see that Su Xiaoting's face was not dripping with sweat, but water after washing his face.

Su Qinghe watched as several children distributed tissues, then turned around and took the lead in walking back and forth.

Originally, there was a small group of people who talked and laughed, but because of the existence of Su Qinghe, now they are all silent and walking behind Su Qinghe.

Their fear of Su Qinghe is not all because they have never met Su Qinghe, in fact, wild children like them who are running around are actually not very afraid of strangers.

What's more, Su Qinghe is the child of his grandmother's ancestral family, and he is of the same generation as their father. In Shuangtang Village, where the concept is still relatively traditional, the identity of the elders is the main reason why their group of children are afraid of Su Qinghe.

The little chubby dun Su Qiujie looked at Su Qinghe's back, seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the village, he hesitated, and plucked up the courage to ask: "Uncle Qinghe, are you very good at basketball?" ”

Su Qinghe stopped and looked back, "Who told you?" ”

"Grandma!" Su Qiujie replied honestly, and other children also testified that Su Qiujie did not lie.

"She's coaxing you, my basketball skills are very poor!" Su Qinghe demolished the old lady's stage, it is true that he liked to play basketball when he was in elementary school, but he has not touched a basketball for more than ten years, and it is already very immodest to say that his skills are very poor.

Little Fat Dun looked at Su Qinghe suspiciously, trying to see the traces of Su Qinghe's lying, but he didn't see it, he couldn't help but be happy, and turned his head to look at Su Xiaoting: "Xiaoting, Uncle Qinghe said he can't play basketball!" ”

"Humph!" Su Xiaoting twisted her head to the side angrily.

Su Qinghe looked at this scene funny, not knowing why, so he asked, "What's the matter?" ”

A few children gossiped about it, and Su Qinghe also understood what was going on, so he didn't say anything, but looked at Xiao Chubbyun, "Your father is Su Junbao, right?" ”

"How do you know?" Su Qiujie stared at Su Qinghe with a wary face, how can it be dropped, children quarrel, you are such an adult and still have to sue my father?

Su Qinghe smiled, "Don't worry, I won't sue, but I'm really going to your house to find your father in the afternoon." ”

As soon as he heard this, Su Qiujie's face immediately collapsed, and his little eyes were extremely resentful, you are going to my house, how can I rest assured!

Several other children also looked at Su Qinghe with concern, for fear that he would also say that he was going to find his own adult.

"Uncle Qinghe......" Su Xiaoting screamed unbearably, obviously she also felt that Su Qinghe was going to the little friend's house to find an adult to complain.

Su Qinghe couldn't cry or laugh, but he didn't explain, and touched the little fat dun's head, "You guys hurry home and eat, don't let the adults in the family wait." ”

Several children suddenly dispersed.

"Sister ~ Che Che ~ " The little obedient girl who was still at the door of Su Zhiliang's house saw Su Xiaoting and shouted to show off her new car.

Su Xiaoting looked at it and ran over with the basketball in her arms, the white car paint was so bright under the scorching sun, dazzling that she lost her mind.

"Sister ~ Sit ~"

The little obedient and enthusiastic little milk voice brought Su Xiaoting back to her senses, she looked at Bai Jian'an, and asked uncertainly, "Grandpa, can I really sit on it?" ”

"Absolutely!" Seeing that Su Xiaoting was still thin and weak, Bai Jian'an nodded without thinking, and then the remote-controlled car stopped in front of Su Xiaoting, hugged the little obedient to the side, adjusted the seat belt, and opened the car door, "You sit on it!" ”

Su Xiaoting looked surprised, put the basketball on the ground, and sat down carefully, as if she was afraid of breaking it.

is such an old child, Bai Jian'an didn't let Su Xiaoting put on his seat belt, and told him to sit down steadily, so he remotely controlled the car and drove home.

"Basketball!" Su Xiaoting didn't expect to drive home directly, so she hurriedly turned around, only to see Su Qinghe just bending down to pick up the basketball.

"Sister~Dudu~" The little guy grabbed Su Xiaoting's hand and put it on the steering wheel, and asked Su Xiaoting to shout like her.

It's just that Su Xiaoting is almost seven years old, so naturally she won't be as naïve as a one-year-old baby like Xiao Girl. Besides, she is also the child king of the village, and now that so many children in the village have returned, if they see that they are shouting with the little girl, then where is her big face!

Where is the majesty?

！

The little girl didn't care, and shouted loudly to herself.

Anyway, she now has luxury cars and beautiful women, and the child has reached a small peak in just fifteen months.

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