Not surprisingly, Yang Guizhi and Qin Jingru were also surprised by the miraculous function of the tape recorder. The two women stared at the not too big rectangular box on the chest of drawers with their mouths agape, feeling that it was extremely novel.
"Ouch, this foreign country's technology is so advanced. This is the first time I've seen such a thing."
"Sister Guizhi, come on, come on, you can also record a song."
"No, no, I can't sing any songs. Come on."
"Hey, let's play a song. Let's each play a song, and then we'll save this thing and take it out to listen to it later. It will definitely be more interesting."
"Tsk, then... let me try?"
"Come on, come on."
The four of them chattered around the tape recorder for a long time, and finally one of them sang a favorite song and recorded it for future memories. Then they thought of Chu Heng and planned to ask him to sing one too.
"Hey, Chu Heng."
Ni Yinghong, who finally remembered the man she hadn't seen for more than a month, turned around excitedly, only to find that he was eating and coaxing his children.
"Hey, you two come down quickly and let your father have a meal."
After saying that, Ni Yinghong hurried forward and without any explanation, Chu Zhecheng picked him up from Chu Heng's lap.
The young man, who was chewing on the ribs and had just felt the long-lost father's love, grinned and began to cry: "No, I want daddy, I want daddy..."
"Don't cry. If you cry again, I'll let the crazy old man eat you!" Ni Yinghong immediately threatened with a straight face, and the crazy old man in his mouth was Ying Pingshan, who was missing half of his head. This trick used to work all the time, but today I don't know
What's wrong? It has no effect at all. Chu Zhecheng is still screaming for his father.
"Hu Niu, come here, let your godfather have some food." Qin Jingru also stepped forward at this time, wanting to take Huniu away.
Little Rouwanzi was a clever guy. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately shrank into Chu Heng's arms, grabbed his clothes tightly, and pouted with tears in his eyes: "No, I want to be hugged by my godfather!"
"Tsk, don't you need to take care of your child?" Qin Jingru put her hands on her hips with a smile on her face.
"Go, go, go away. We are having a good time. Why are you two causing trouble?" Chu Heng, who had been ignored just now, suddenly had a fit. He glared and drove Qin Jingru away, and then hugged his wife.
The son who left slipped back and sat down on his lap, then each of them stuffed a piece of ribs, then picked up the bowl and slurped the noodles.
"Just spoil them."
Seeing this, the two girls had no choice but to give up. They looked helplessly at the three men who were enjoying the delicious food, and then happily took their eldest cousin and the others to share the gifts.
Not long after.
Chu Heng finished the noodles and wiped his mouth, then looked down at the two little cats sitting on his lap, one on the left and one on the right. Their little faces were oily, like two little tabby cats.
"Let's go, wash your hands and face with dad."
He smiled and put the two little guys on the ground and walked out. Huniu and Chu Zhecheng followed him closely.
Soon the three men came to the bathroom. Chu Heng wiped his face first, then washed the hands and faces of the two little ones, and also helped Chu Zhecheng urinate. When they returned to the main room, there was something on the table.
The dishes have been put away, and the four girls, Ni Yinghong and Ni Yinghong are sitting around the table tinkering with their respective gifts.
Chu Heng led a pair of children to the Arhat's bed. He glanced at the teapot that had just been brewed on the small square table on the bed. He nodded with satisfaction, then pointed at the two things placed beside the bed and said, "Don't even look at it.
Myself, Qin Jingru, this one is for the deaf old lady, and that one is for Grandma Wu, please go and give it to me if you are bothered."
"Eh."
Qin Jingru hurriedly put down the woolen coat in her hands, walked forward with her plump and plump body, picked up her things and hurried out of the main room.
Chu Heng secretly glanced at the increasingly rounded millstone, turned around, kicked off his shoes, and lay lazily on the Arhat bed, with one leg arched and stepping on the edge of the bed, and the other leg resting on it, ready to rest for a while.
Every child has an idol in his childhood, that is his seemingly omnipotent father, and he likes to imitate him.
Seeing this, the two little ones imitated him. They kicked off their shoes and climbed onto the bed. One on the left and the other on the right, imitating Chu Heng's behavior and lying next to him, smiling happily.
"Giggle."
Like two little chickens.
Ni Yinghong and the other girls looked back at the warm scene on Arhat's bed, and felt extremely at ease in their hearts.
A short while passed quickly.
After Chu Heng drank half a pot of tea, he finally had enough rest. He glanced sideways at the girls who were still studying the gifts, and his eyes were quickly attracted to his wife.
The long-lost bright and charming face, the abundant fruit stalls, and the fertile flower fields made her mouth dry for a while, so she coughed lightly and reminded: "What, it's quite late, it's time to rest."
"hehe."
The eldest sister Yang Guizhi, as a veteran in this family, has always been open-mouthed. After hearing this, her face showed a teasing expression. She glanced sideways at him and Ni Yinghong and said: "Look at Hengzi, you guys are so anxious. Look, you guys can't stop fighting tonight."
Ah, Yinghong, please shout softly and don't wake up the child."
"Oh, Sister Guizhi, what are you talking about?" Ni Yinghong stomped her feet shyly.
"I'm going back first."
The eldest cousin stood up with a blushing face, took the gift and left in a hurry. As a real leftover girl, she couldn't stand this kind of scene.
Immediately, Yang Guizhi and Qin Jingru, the two strangers, teased Chu Heng and Chu Heng a few more words, then with strange thoughts, they stepped forward and took the two sleeping little ones away and went back to the house to rest.
"Let's go back to the house."
Chu Heng immediately jumped off the Luohan bed, grabbed the pair of big leather shoes he bought for several hundred yuan, stepped forward and took his wife to the next door.
"Oh, I just took a shower."
"I can't wait any longer. I'll wash it after I'm done."
…
The next day.
It's about seven o'clock in the morning.
Ni Yinghong and the three girls had already finished breakfast and went to work. Chu Heng, who had worked very hard last night, was still fast asleep at this time.
"Squeak!"
Suddenly.
The bedroom door was pushed open a crack, and a gust of cold wind blew in. Immediately, Huniu led Chu Zhecheng to squeeze in through the crack in the door, and ran to the bedside with her short legs wide open.
With my feet on the edge of the bed, I looked at the man on the bed who was the best in the world.
"Daddy, I want to play football!"
"Dad, get up!"
Chu Heng was woken up immediately. He opened his eyes and saw the two meat dumplings beside the bed. He was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He had no choice but to respond: "You go out and play by yourself for a while. I'll get up soon and I'll get you some candy later."
eat."
"Uh-huh."
The two little ones happily held hands and ran out of the room.
Chu Heng lay on the bed to relax for a while, then reached out to pick up the clothes Ni Yinghong had found for him in the morning, put them on, pulled on his cotton slippers and carried the toiletries out of the house and went to the bathroom.
After washing up and eating something, he played with the two little ones for a while. At about nine o'clock, Chu Heng came out of the house with his bag and prepared to go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
The car has been picked up, and the second is to report on the work.
