The new house has been renovated at the end of last year, and it is drying, Zhao Yong turned on the living room light, the room is bright and transparent, and the soft decoration is warm colors, giving people a very warm feeling.

If it weren't for his wife's insistence on ventilation, he would have wanted to move in now.

"In the study." Li Manjun saw him searching for a target in the living room, and reminded with a smile.

Thinking that her parents were going to a friend's house as guests, she was honestly nestled in her mother's arms, Li Manjun put her down to let her get familiar with the new environment in the future, and the little girl stood vigilantly in place, motionless.

Seeing my father walking towards a room, he moved his steps and carefully followed the wall against the wall, sneaky.

Li Manjun deliberately put things in the most conspicuous place, and when Zhao Yong walked into the study, he found two small boxes on the desk.

"What the hell is it?" Zhao Yong walked over expectantly and opened the box directly.

There are two black things inside, one is the size of a palm, and the other is only two fingers wide.

It looked inconspicuous, but when Zhao Yong took it out, the silky texture touched by his fingertips made him realize that this thing was not as low-key as it seemed on the surface.

"A piece of inkstone, a piece of ink." Li Manjun picked up his daughter who was fixed in place by the "treasures" all over the ground, came to the desk, pointed to the small one and said: "This is ink, and the big one is inkstone, you look carefully, these two are really good things." ”

"Antiques?" Zhao Yong asked in disbelief, and was flattered when he saw his wife nodding.

What can he do!

"What's going on in our family lately?" This was Zhao Yong's first reaction.

Li Manjun glanced at him, "Can't I give you a gift if it's okay?" ”

"Don't look at these two small ones, any one piece of it is more expensive than your room full of treasures." Li Manjun was a little proud, "I asked Lao Wan to pry it out of the hands of a collector of the four treasures of the study." ”

Li Manjun pointed to the inkstone, "Ming and Qing inkstones, the hands of famous artists, you see that there are marks on the back." ”

As for that piece of ink, it is slightly inferior to the inkstone, and it has to be used anyway, and Li Manjun didn't get anything too expensive.

But inkstone is different, good inkstone can be heirloom.

Zhao Yong took these two things in his hand and watched, and the more he looked at them, the more he felt it, and he couldn't put it down.

"Really? Really for me? He asked again, and the happiness came so suddenly that he couldn't believe it.

Li Manjun nodded seriously, looking at the man's flattered appearance, a little sad.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes, this is the first real gift I've ever received in my life." Smiling and smiling, Zhao Yong's expression fell, looking at the thing in his palm, his eyes turned red.

Li Manjun stretched out his hand, grabbed his arm, gently leaned on his broad shoulder, and said seriously: "Don't use words like this for a lifetime easily, won't I give you other gifts in the future?" ”

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Every year I wanted the things in my father's hand, and called him "baba", Zhao Yong hurriedly put the things away and put them in the protective box, bowed his head and said to his daughter: "This can't be played with for you, this is Dad's baby." ”

looked at his father in confusion every year, stretched out his hand to ask for it again, and when he saw that his father didn't give it, he turned his little face and ignored him.

Zhao Yong playfully flicked the messy little tugs on his daughter's head, and assured Li Manjun very seriously:

"I'll keep this gift and take it out when we're old."

Li Manjun wanted to say that this was not enough, but seeing the man's serious look, he also nodded, "Okay." ”

It was very late when I got home, and I fell asleep in the car every year, Li Manjun shook it twice and didn't wake up, not wanting to toss her daughter, so she took off her clothes, took off the rubber ring on her hair, and covered the quilt to let her continue to sleep.

The husband and wife washed up and got into the quilt, and suddenly felt that the child in the middle was a little in the way, and glanced at each other, Zhao Yong gave his wife a look, asked her to come behind him, and carefully moved the sleeping daughter in the middle to the side.

There is a guardrail next to the bed, and there is foam on the floor, so you don't have to worry about her falling.

In the middle of the night, I opened my eyes and felt as if I was sleeping on a boat, yawning heavily, and falling asleep again in the rhythmic shaking.

The next day, it was Li Manjun's turn to take his daughter, Zhao Yong sent the mother and daughter to the store, and told him uneasily:

"Look at it, there's too much clutter in your store."

Li Manjun said that he knew, holding a bag in one hand and carrying his daughter into the abandoned store with the other, secretly admiring his arm strength.

Zhao Yong watched the mother and daughter go in worriedly, and then drove to the new company.

Yao Zhaowen and his girlfriend are engaged, and they are going to get married this year, so they rented a room outside alone, and now only Wang Dasheng lives alone in the dormitory.

Li Manjun came early, Wang Dasheng just woke up, with a chicken nest head, a military coat, and only a pair of over-the-knee shorts on his lower body, his sloppy appearance was seen by the boss who suddenly appeared, his face was red, and he rushed back to the dormitory without spitting up the mouthwash.

Li Manjun finished breakfast with him every year, and then he came out of the house with red ears and an embarrassed face.

This time it was deliberately cleaned up, and it was the same as usual.

"I haven't eaten breakfast yet, I've brought you one, can you eat xiaolongbao?" Li Manjun pointed to the insulated box on the table and told Wang Dasheng that the things were in the box.

Wang Dasheng nodded, he is not a picky eater, as long as he is full.

When she was full every year, she had to get off her mother's knees, and Li Manjun helped her, so that she could stand firmly on the ground by herself, pulling the desk with her small hands, and looking at Wang Dasheng curiously.

Wang Dasheng noticed the existence of this little cutie, choked on the xiaolongbao that he ate into his mouth, and asked in surprise: "Boss, bring your daughter to work today?" ”

"Well, the nanny will only come back tomorrow, and his father and I will take it for a day, and it's my turn today." Li Manjun smiled at him, "Don't worry, I'll watch her and don't let her misbehave." ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Wang Dasheng waved his hand again and again, squatted down with a lunch box, and teased Nian Nian for a while.

Nian Nian first looked at his mother, saw his mother's encouraging smile, and staggered towards Wang Dasheng with the courage.

She hadn't walked steadily, and the trembling steps like an old lady, Wang Dasheng was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped forward to catch her.

Nian Nian grinned, and looked around Wang Dasheng at his completely unfamiliar character.

When Wang Dasheng got up to leave after breakfast, she also wanted to follow, but her mother grabbed her hand and hugged her.

Li Manjun found her a thick crayon, flipped out a notebook, and asked her to draw and play.

The child's attention is easily diverted, and she is immediately attracted by painting, Li Manjun took her for a while, and then let her play by herself.

Wang Dasheng burned the charcoal basin and came in, the room was not cold, Li Manjun read the documents, and pouted his little butt and played on the hospitality sofa every year.

After drawing a work, turn your head and scream "numb", let your mother see it.

Li Manjun would raise his head, admire his daughter's abstract line paintings, and praise her for her good drawing.

Every year, I hear compliments, and I draw more energetically.