Chapter 278 Social Garbage Dad Irritable Online 33
Chapter 278 Social Trash Dad Is Angry Online 33
Cui Hangxing stared at Fuchen who was walking slowly holding a small stool.
Little Fuchen walks very slowly.
But he can walk steadily. Judging by his appearance, there are very few people under one year old who can go out and jump out of doors and come back by themselves.
As soon as the little girl arrived, Lu Youming pinched the cigarette in his hand, turned his head and blew out the last puff of smoke.
I thought that the little one would reach out for a hug, or that Lu Youming would pick her up.
But none.
The little guy walked between the two people with a normal expression and approached the house little by little.
Looks very cool.
After walking in, he climbed onto the bench and reached out to touch the milk powder jar.
Lu Youming then stood up and poured milk powder into Fuchen.
There was no communication during the entire process.
Xiao Fuchen's eyes were just staring into space, not looking at anyone.
It wasn't until Lu Youming gave her a bottle that Fuchen held the bottle and his eyes fell on it.
"Can you talk?"
Lu Youming nodded, "Yes."
"Dad?" Cui Hangxing asked.
As both fathers, it is easier to talk about children.
"No." Lu Youming stared at Fuchen, "She often fights with the tigers in the village. The first thing she says is, fight!"
"Hahahahaha!" Cui Hangxing couldn't help laughing and looked at Fuchen with admiration.
Lu Youming couldn't help but laugh too. He turned to Cui Hangxing and said, "I haven't taught her how to speak. The uncle next door often teaches her to call her grandpa. She usually doesn't shout either."
Cui Hangxing: "Children have personalities." He still couldn't help but laugh. He asked, "Do you often fight?"
"Fight when we meet."
"Hahahaha. No wonder Yuanbao can't beat him." Cui Hangxing suddenly stopped laughing and took a step closer, "How about I be Fuchen's godfather? I'll take care of all the milk powder, clothes, and the school you go to in the future."
Lu Youming immediately stopped laughing.
In the room, Fuchen was sitting on the bench, drinking his own milk powder, very focused.
There was silence in the room.
Lu Youming stared at Fuchen, half paid, then turned his head, "Do you really want me to get on the pirate ship?"
"Do you still want to run away?" Cui Hangxing took out all the cash from his pocket, "Go ahead. Take your daughter and run away. I don't think you have enough money for anything."
Lu Youming slowly turned his head, put his hand unceremoniously on the hand holding the money, took the money away, and put it in his trouser pocket.
"As soon as you left, I fell at the door. When someone found out, I said you knocked me out for robbery." Cui Hangxing said calmly.
Lu Youming stared at Fuchen, his face expressionless, "Well, you can pour it."
"You won't run?"
"Why should I run away? I just received a gift from my daughter's godfather, why should I run away?" Lu Youming took away Fuchen's milk bottle and gave Fuchen to Cui Hangxing.
Then he threw the milk powder can on the table into the kitchen.
Cui Hangxing held Fuchen, not knowing what he was doing, and watched Lu Youming walking back and forth.
Fuchen grasped Fuchen in his hand with both hands, maintaining the posture of "holding the bottle". He was confused and had not yet reacted to the fact that the half-eaten milk was gone.
"What are you doing?" Cui Hangxing asked.
"What are you doing? Fuchen has no milk to drink. As a godfather, don't you want to buy milk for her?" Lu Youming asked, pointing at people and emphasizing, "Treat everyone equally. What milk is for your son, and what is her milk."
Cui Hangxing opened his mouth wide, "Fuck you. In terms of shamelessness, you are shameless."
"Excellent."
Lu Youming's expression was cold.
In terms of injustice, he was the one who was unfairly accused. He was dragged onto the pirate ship for no apparent reason.
Fuchen opened his mouth, slurped a little, but couldn't suck the milk. He finally realized that his job was being robbed, and turned to glare at Lu Youming.
Lu Youming was unambiguous and pointed at Cui Hangxing, "Look for him. He said he would take you to eat and drink well and reach the peak of your life."
"I'll go. Is that what I said?" Cui Hangxing reasoned, "I said that -"
"Pah!" A slap on the face.
It hurts a little.
Fuchen stared at Cui Hangxing. There was no expression on his face, but one word could be seen in his eyes: angry.
"Let's go. Fuchen won't cry anymore when he's hungry. She beats people." Lu Youming packed up his clothes, pushed Cui Hangxing out, and locked the door.
"Where are you going?" Cui Hangxing was a little behind the pace. He guessed but was not sure, "You won't let me take you and your daughter to buy milk powder now, will you?"
"What if?"
Cui Hangxing knew this man's face to a new level. He pulled him on the boat and he would not stop until he vomited blood. "It's imported! You need to order it! It takes half a month to airlift it! Where can I get it for you?"
Buy it!”
"Then let's buy clothes first." Lu Youming was as steady as an old dog.
"Pah!" Fuchen slapped him again.
Cui Hangxing got angry and yelled at Lu Youming, "Let her eat first!"
Lu Youming said to Fuchen, "I'll take you to buy something to eat. Just be patient."
Fuchen stared at Lu Youming and stretched out his body and hands.
Cui Hangxing took two steps quickly.
Fuchen's hand hit Lu Youming's head with a "pop" sound, and he grabbed Lu Youming's head and beat him continuously.
"Hahahahaha." Cui Hangxing felt different when someone was beaten along with him, "I asked you to pump her breasts."
The road is clear, take two steps quickly.
Cui Hangxing followed closely, just to let Fuchen hit him.
There are clear turns on the road and you should go far away to keep your distance.
Cui Hangxing followed closely.
The two of them came and went, Fuchen was not idle, his hand was like a fishhook, and when he hooked it, he hit him.
All the way to the canteen in the village, Lu Youming grabbed Fuchen's hand and said, "Have a lollipop."
The canteen owner looked at Cui Hangxing who was holding the child.
Cui Hangxing's clothes are neat, and his suit looks very valuable. His hair is straightened up and styled, and he looks very energetic.
This kind of person, at first glance, does not come from a rural place like Longping Village.
The canteen owner took the candy and looked at it twice.
Lu Youming opened the package and sent it up.
Fuchen reached his head and opened his mouth to bite it.
He let go of his hand, so he didn't continue to hit anyone.
After going out, Cui Hangxing casually criticized, "Don't give her this in the future, it's all pigment."
"You should buy it. If there is floating dust, why should I give this to her?"
Lu Youming's voice has always been very steady, like a subwoofer. Coupled with his tone of voice, no matter what he says, it feels like he's trying to beat me.
"Fuck." Cui Hangxing said countless swear words. Most of the swear words he used in a year are today.
Cui Hangxing's car was parked at the end of the village.
The two got into the car, attracting many people from the village to watch.
Many people murmured, "Isn't it possible that Lu Youming has found a new wife and wants to sell his children?"
Everyone looks alike.
After all, this car is not worthy of someone like Lu Youming.
Lu Youming didn't hear the muttering and took the people directly to the city center, "Adidas".
Cui Hangxing laughed, "You know the stuff."
Lu Youming had an expressionless face: Nonsense. This is the biggest facade here.
Cui Hangxing walked closer and picked out several sets of sportswear. Pink and white styles, all of which fit well.
When Lu Youming buys clothes, he also deliberately buys one size larger so that his children can still wear them when they are older. After dragging them, he can wait until the dust gets bigger and the clothes become tight before he buys them again.
This is the experience of poor people.
Cui Hangxing has no such worries. He buys whatever he sees.
Lu Youming watched him buy seven or eight sets in one go, including pants, skirts, shoes, hats, and sunglasses. The final payment was 23,000.
Oh.
Lu Youming lowered his head and looked at Fuchen, who had changed his appearance. The original earthy black color of a country boy has now become a healthy and energetic complexion against the backdrop of sportswear.
Fortunately it wasn't sold.
My net worth has increased from 10,000 yuan to 23,000 yuan.
