When I got home, Fuchen slapped the floor mat and made an imitating sound of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much."
Walking over, the Ultraman I just got today is sitting on the locomotive, being played as a passenger.
Axi put two boxes of books one by one on the bookshelf in the master bedroom according to age.
After cleaning up, I put on the hot water and shouted to the dust in the living room, "Get ready to take a shower and go to bed. I have to get up early for school tomorrow."
All the little ghosts left voluntarily, but only one left reluctantly.
Axi looked at it indifferently, a little disgusted.
Pulling Fuchen, who was reluctant to leave, into the bathroom to take a shower, "Watch it, learn to take a shower yourself. You can't let dad do it in the future."
Ahi rubbed lather in the palm of his hand.
"Ah hoo——" Fuchen blew it away with all his strength, "Eh hehe hehe!" He laughed to himself.
Axi pretended to be unhappy and "closed her eyes".
Fuchen closed his eyes.
Axi put on the foam and started rubbing it from the face.
A 400ml bottle of milk baby shower gel can be used for two months, washing from head to toe. Then wipe it with cream. If you are wearing a diaper, you need to apply some talcum powder on your butt.
"Ah——" Fuchen screamed while sitting in the bathtub, asking to play with the water by himself.
Axi looked up and noticed the presence of the little ghost at the exhaust vent.
This little devil always likes to watch them.
Even though he knew there was no malice, Axi didn't like the feeling of being stared at by a kid.
In a corner where Fuchen couldn't see, Axi gave him a fierce look.
The kid was frightened and ran away.
Looking down at Fuchen, she held her breath under the bubbles and pretended to be a frog.
Axi: "Quagua?"
Fuchen turned over and floated on the water, revealing his white belly. He spat out a mouthful of water and responded with a cry, "Quack."
"Uh hehe hehe." Fuchen laughed again.
If you are cheerful every day, you can amuse yourself.
Axi smiled and pulled someone over to continue giving her a bath. After making sure it was clean, he changed the water and left her to continue playing in the water.
He soaked the milk powder for Fuchen and gave it to her to play with and drink. Axi went to the living room to pack up the toys. After cleaning up, he picked her up and helped her get dressed.
After brushing his teeth, he picked Fuchen up and put him on the bed. He took out the book he had prepared and said, "Let's read a little story before going to bed."
Fuchen stared at the four characters "Grimm's Fairy Tales" on the book, and was held by Axi to listen to the story.
"A long time ago, the queen of a certain country... said to herself..."
"Oh, how I wish I had a daughter with skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and hair as black as an ebony window frame."
"Not long after, the queen gave birth to a girl in winter. Her skin was as pure as snow, her lips were as red as blood, and her hair was black and silky."
"..."
"Ah -" Fuchen yawned widely, found a comfortable position in Axi's arms, closed his eyes, and fell asleep with Axi's gentle voice.
Outside the window and on the tree, the little ghost stared at the scene inside the house. He climbed down from the tree and returned to his house.
In the corridor between the buildings, there are two green garbage cans. Every day, they pile up into a hill. The garbage cans are the peaks of the garbage mountain, creating a majestic momentum that no one dares to approach easily.
The little ghost dug through the trash and rummaged around until he found a book that had been torn in half.
There are very few words on it, and the kid can't understand it.
The kid flipped through the pages and found the familiar "train" image. He stared at the words next to him, tilted his head, opened his eyes widely, and looked at it with great effort:
"The train departs from station a at a speed of 60km per hour and arrives at station b in 2.5 hours. Question: How long does the train travel?"
The kid leaned his head closer to take a look. His big eyes were open, and his butt lifted off the ground, almost lying on the book. In the end, he only read: "Ah wow wow..."
can't read.
It's not light yet.
Axi carried Fuchen to "Jinxing Kindergarten".
At half past seven, Xue Jiahui saw Fuchen who was already sleeping on his stomach in the class, and sighed in his heart: It's so early.
Handing the snacks to his son, "Give some to my sister, you know?"
An An opened her bright eyes and nodded obediently.
During the day, the children have their own time to have fun. Playing on slides, seesaws, swings and playing football are favorite activities.
Outside the kindergarten, someone was staring at the garden with a telescope, looking at the children one by one until floating dust appeared in the field of vision, and his attention was focused on Fu Chen.
At 4:30 p.m., kindergarten classes are ending one after another.
Axi arrived at the kindergarten early and entered the garden.
"Mr. Li, is it so early today?" Teacher Liao greeted with a smile.
Axi's face was expressionless and he walked straight towards Fuchen.
Fuchen raised his head and looked at Axi.
"Fuchen, dad came to pick you up early today." Teacher Liao called.
Axi stretched out his hand, grabbed Fuchen's hand, and walked straight out.
Fuchen was staggered, took two steps, and suddenly froze. He leaned back and broke free, "I won't go! I won't go! You are not my father! You are not my father!"
Fuchen struggled fiercely, trying to pull his hand out of the other party's hand.
However, the strength in his hands is as strong as iron.
"Ah?" Teacher Liao looked at Axi, and his face was exactly the same as Mr. Li in his memory.
Axi in front suddenly turned around, an exaggerated smile appeared on his expressionless face, and said word by word, "Fuchen, I am daddy."
The timbre is similar.
The tone is as plain as water. Like a machine.
Teacher Liao could also hear the change, but people are indeed people and didn't take it too seriously. He pointed at Axi and said, "Fuchen, this is daddy. Come home with daddy quickly."
A Xi stepped forward, his hands like iron hoops, wrapped around Fu Chen's hands, and carried the person away.
"Let go! Let go!" Fuchen struggled, kicking the opponent's feet with his legs, but it did not affect the opponent's speed at all.
The other party walked straight out the door.
"Hey!" Teacher Liao chased him out, "Mr. Li! That's not how you hold a child!" As soon as he reached out his hand and touched the other person's shoulder, he was staggered by the other person.
"Help! Help!" Fuchen shouted, "Someone is robbing the child!"
When people were approaching the garden gate, Xue Jiahui entered the garden and was delighted to see Axi. "Father Fuchen, it's so early today."
Fuchen struggled to turn his head, "Uncle, save me! He is not my father!"
As if Axi didn't hear him, he walked straight past and walked out of the door.
"Help me!" Fuchen called for help.
When Xue Jiahui was confused, he stepped forward and stopped the person, "Wait a minute!"
Axi didn't listen and walked towards the west at a steady pace.
And Shijia Community is obviously on the east side.
"Dad." An An ran out holding her schoolbag.
Xue Jiahui turned around and said, "Go back first. Dad will come to pick you up later." He chased after him.
Teacher Liao from behind also reacted and called the security guard, "Quick! Someone is robbing the child! Someone is robbing the child!"
When the surrounding parents heard this, a few enthusiastic men immediately offered to help and chased after the teacher.
And Axi also changed his walking speed to running.
Xue Jiahui noticed a van and shouted to the people behind him, "Quick! He wants to get in the bus! Don't let him get in that van!"
There was a young man next to him who was eating sesame cakes on his motorcycle. Hearing this, without saying a word, he got on the motorcycle, increased the accelerator and rushed forward!
It actually hit the van directly!
There was a loud "boom" sound. The van swayed left and right, turned on the accelerator, and ran away.
And "Axi" who lost contact dropped the dust and chased the van. At the corner, it turned into a piece of paper, lifted up in the wind, and floated on the tree...
The people who were running over chased them around the corner, suddenly lost their target, and looked left and right, "Where are the people? Running so fast?"
Above the head, a paper man with a big red face was lying on a tree trunk. The round eyes of the pen and ink suddenly narrowed into a slit, and the pen and ink at the mouth also moved.
