Since no one has lived in it for a long time, the old house is inevitably dusty and has cobwebs, and the tiled roof also has some leaks.
Fu Xixi was afraid that Bo Zhanye had mysophobia, so he quickly said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it will be fine after you clean it up!"
She rolled up her sleeves and was about to put them away, but Bo Zhanye pulled her back: "Sit outside and don't move around. I'll do it."
"Yaya, sit outside with mommy, Xiao Mo, come here and join me."
Xiao Mo immediately stood next to Bo Zhanye, with a small and high-spirited posture: "Yes, this kind of hard work is a man's business. Girls can rest while they do it! Daddy and I will take care of it."
Fu Xixi chuckled and pinched his face: "You are just a boy, not a man."
"Mommy, don't judge people by their appearance. I am a little man! And I can cook at the age of three. Many adults are not as good as me~~"
"Including Daddy, Daddy was clumsy before and couldn't cook at all!"
Fu Xixi frowned in surprise: "Really? He can cook at the age of three. It's amazing. He is indeed better than your dad."
"Hehe! I will definitely be better than Daddy when I grow up! I won't be like Daddy, who can't cook at the age of thirty."
Bo Zhanye frowned and stretched out his hand to tap his little head: "You brat, even if you want to praise yourself, you don't have to step on others to get the upper hand. You should step on your own father."
"Uh-huh!" Bo Xiaomo crossed his arms and raised his chin: "Then let's compete tonight. Each person will cook two dishes, and let Mommy and Yaya vote to see who cooks more delicious food."
Bo Zhanye: "Okay."
After saying that, he realized that he had accepted the challenge from a three or four-year-old child.
It's embarrassing to win over a kid.
It would be even more embarrassing to lose to a child!
Where did this brat get the competitive spirit to actually want to win against his own father? Putting his own father in such a situation?
Fu Xixi looked at the two of them and couldn't help but smile.
How great would it be if life were always this simple, warm and cozy?
...
night.
Fu Xixi and Bo Zhan slept in the middle at night, and the two children slept on either side.
The 1.8-meter-wide bed seems very small, but it is also cozy.
"Bo Zhanye, I hope our lives will be simple and peaceful in the future.
With you and the children, everything is fine and satisfying."
Bo Zhanye held her little hand under the quilt: "I'm sorry for making you suffer so much with me. There won't be any problems in the future."
Fu Xixi smiled: "If there are problems, let's face them together. Life is so long, how can there be no problems?"
"The important thing is to face problems and solve them. In short, I will definitely face everything with a good attitude."
"Because Gillian is a very smart and sensible person."
Bo Zhanye hummed softly: "That's a good thought. It's getting late. Go to sleep."
"OK, good night."
"Good night."
A simple house and a small bed, ordinary but extremely precious and warm.
While Fu Xixi was sleeping, she was also thinking about her future life and plans.
She wants to give birth to children happily and safely, raise them well, then learn martial arts to protect herself, protect her relatives and friends around her, and finally build a career and become a useful person.
However......
Plans can never keep up with changes.
Fu Xixi did not expect that it would bring them even greater difficulties...
Two days later, they took a car to the airport together.
The car is for Bo Zhanye's exclusive use in the countryside.