Just after he went home and took a shower after exercising, Liu Changqing discovered a very strange thing.
The pants that were a little tight last month can now be put on without inhaling.
He was stunned for a moment at first, and then a surge of ecstasy arose in his heart.
He clenched his hands into fists, waved them hard, and said "Oh yeah!" uncontrollably from his mouth.
Then he was interrupted by a knock on the door outside the bathroom.
A voice came.
"Dad, when you're done washing, come out and change for me."
"Well, wait a minute."
Liu Zhiyue's voice came from outside the door, which made the excited Liu Changqing gradually calm down. He adjusted his emotions in a short time, then patted his face to calm himself down, opened the door and walked out.
The son stood outside the door, holding a change of clothes in his hand.
Liu Changqing looked at his son and suddenly felt a change from the past.
He stretched out his hand and patted the other person's belly.
Liu Zhiyue was stunned.
He looked at his father with a puzzled face.
"Why are you patting my belly?"
"Why do you feel like you lose weight faster than me?"
"ah?"
"Didn't you notice that your pants have become loose?"
Liu Changqing noticed the changes in his son.
Then he thought of something, grabbed his son's arm, walked to the door in front of his house, raised his hand and pressed his son's shoulder, pushing him against the wall.
"Straighten your back."
After hearing his father's words, Liu Zhiyue obeyed him honestly.
Then Liu Changqing flattened his palms, placed them on his son's head, and measured them.
There are several shallow straight lines on the door frame.
These are the traces left after Liu Changqing traveled through time. Every once in a while, he would make a simple measurement of his son's height.
This time is no exception.
He looked carefully at the straight lines on the door frame. Although it was just a rough estimate, the height reached by his flat palms at this moment was obviously much higher than the one left last time.
Liu Changqing frowned.
"Why do you grow up so fast?"
"How much have you grown this time?"
Upon hearing his son's question, Liu Changqing blurted out.
"About three centimeters."
Withdrawing his hand, Liu Changqing patted his son's shoulder with his hand and rubbed it.
"Hurry up and take a shower, your head is covered in sweat."
"..."
With the sound of the bathroom being locked, the son's figure disappeared into the living room.
Since the arrival of Lan Yixian and his daughter, they have to pay more attention when going to the toilet. Last time, they didn't pay attention. When Liu Changqing got up in the morning to go to the toilet, he took off his pants and went in to use the toilet. Who knew that as soon as he opened the door, Lan Yixian
inside.
Fortunately, the response was timely, otherwise it would have been a big mistake.
Liu Changqing looked at the door frame, then took out his key and drew the height he had just drawn, leaving a shallow mark.
When he first came to this world, Liu Zhiyue was only about 171cm tall.
How long has it been since then? It has already risen to several heights.
At present, the minimum guarantee is 176.
Liu Changqing's eyes moved to the bathroom where the sound of running water could be heard, and Liu Changqing was thoughtful.
Is this the growth rate of junior high school students?
It's really fast enough.
Liu Xiazhi's door was pushed open, and then Liu Xiazhi came out with messy hair stuck to her forehead. Her expression looked a little unhappy.
Noticing this, Liu Changqing stopped his daughter.
"Xia Zhi, come here."
Liu Xiazhi, who had his mouth open and was about to yawn, kept opening his mouth, looked at his father who stopped him, and then walked up to him in confusion.
Hold your head high.
"What's wrong?"
"Stand over here and let me see if you have grown taller."
With that said, Liu Changqing stretched out his hand and pulled his daughter over. Then Liu Changqing looked at her daughter's height.
A few dozen centimeters below his son's height line, there is a mark left by Liu Changqing last week.
Girls generally develop earlier than boys.
But when Liu Xiazhi stood there, he unexpectedly found that he was shorter than the traces left last time.
Liu Changqing was stunned.
His face was full of confusion.
"What's going on? Why are you shrinking?"
"What's shrinking?"
"nothing."
Liu Xiazhi, who was standing straight, heard his father's muttering to himself, and then looked a little angry when he heard his father's perfunctory words.
Puff your cheeks.
"I was wearing shoes last time!"
"Yeah?"
Liu Changqing thought carefully, then lowered his head and looked at his daughter's slippers.
"Aren't you wearing slippers now?"
"Last time, last time I wore...little leather shoes!"
Liu Xiazhi's two small hands were clenched into small fists, gathered in front of her chest, and her face turned red as she said.
She also knows how to be ashamed.
Liu Xiazhi liked the small leather shoes that Liu Changqing bought for her a few days ago. When she woke up in the morning and saw the small shoes beside the bed, Liu Changqing felt that she would never forget the scream in her voice in a short time.
.
The way children express their emotions is sometimes so simple and unpretentious.
When you are sad, you cry loudly; when you are happy, you scream.
Liu Changqing is used to it.
Raising his hand and patting his daughter's messy hair, Liu Changqing forced a smile.
"You've grown, but... it's not obvious. It doesn't matter. You're still young, and you still have a chance..."
"..."
Liu Xiazhi stared blankly at Liu Changqing with her big eyes.
Then he left the living room with a loud cry and went back into the house.
After a bang, the door was closed.
Liu Changqing raised his hand in the air, and for a while, the living room became quiet.
"Puff"
The laughter coming from the side attracted Liu Changqing's attention. He turned around and saw Lan Yixian who was setting out the dishes and chopsticks.
The chuckle just now came from the other party's mouth.
"why are you laughing?"
"Your family feels really interesting."
Lan Yixian stopped what he was doing, looked back at Liu Changqing and said with a smile.
"It feels good like this. This is what a home should be like."
"..."
There was no reply for a while. Liu Changqing took a few steps forward, pulled out a stool, sat on it, and asked instead.
"Where is your daughter?"
"I'm reading. I've finished my summer homework and started to preview the content for the third grade of junior high school."
"You're really working hard. Let's study after breakfast."
"No, I just sent her to the room."
"Fine……"
Without saying anything else, Liu Changqing started to eat while looking at the breakfast prepared by Lan Yixian in front of him.
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The curtains blocked the sunlight from shining into the room. In the dark room, Ye Rong was lying on a big bed.
His eyes were closed tightly, and his expression looked a little painful.
There is some fear again.
His hands were holding the quilt covering his body, and his head was twisting constantly, as if he was avoiding something.
Time passes minute by minute.
With a scream, Ye Rong suddenly sat up from the bed, holding on to the sheets with both hands, breathing in big mouthfuls of air.
Her throat felt a little dry.
I was stunned for a moment, and when I was about to pick up the water glass on the bedside, I saw the group photo on the bedside.
There are some photos with a sense of age, and the eyes looking at the photos are a little confused.
You... still won't let me go...
After being speechless for a long time, his eyes became firm.