When Liu Changqing and his son returned from exercise, they heard Liu Xiazhi crying loudly as soon as he opened the door.
When the father and son finished changing their slippers in the living room, they found Liu Xiazhi standing in front of the window sill holding a plastic bottle and crying.
Ignoring the sweat all over him after the exercise, Liu Changqing quickly approached his daughter, squatted down and looked up at Liu Xiazhi, who was crying with a red face.
After Liu Zhiyue finished changing his shoes, he stood at the door and took a look. Instead of surrounding him, he chose to go into the bathroom and take a shower first.
He completed his father's commission.
Hearing his daughter's choking voice and seeing Liu Zhiyue escaping into the bathroom, Liu Changqing took a breath, stretched out his hands, and held up his daughter's little face.
"Why are you crying like this?"
"dad……"
Liu Xiazhi sniffed and trembled when speaking.
Holding the plastic bottle in both hands, he handed it in the direction of Liu Changqing.
"The tadpole is dead..."
"Ah? How could this happen? Show me!"
Pretending to be surprised, Liu Changqing took the plastic bottle from his daughter's hand and shook it vigorously twice. Then he could clearly see the two dead tadpoles.
Well done, son!
Although before going out for a run in the morning, Liu Changqing saw his son pouring a handful of salt into the bottle and then screwing on the cap.
But it was impossible for him to tell his daughter the truth.
Using a little force with his hand, he unscrewed the bottle cap and Liu Changqing looked through the mouth of the bottle.
He raised his head and looked at his daughter who was crying and her face was red.
His face was serious.
"You screwed the bottle cap on before going to bed last night, right?"
"I...I don't remember..."
Liu Xiazhi was stunned for a moment, but this casual little move obviously did not have a deep impression on her mind.
Liu Changqing sighed.
"Tadpoles are also animals, and they need to breathe just like us humans. If you screw on the bottle cap... they won't be able to breathe..."
"..."
Liu Changqing's words reached Liu Xiazhi's ears, which made her stop crying for a moment, and then her eyes quickly began to accumulate tears.
Seeing his daughter's appearance, Liu Changqing didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand to hug his daughter, and then gently patted her back with his hand.
Mouth comforted.
"Okay, okay... Although the tadpoles are no longer here, they have spent such a long and happy time with you. You are already ten years old. Don't cry at every turn, but learn to be strong."
"My tadpole!"
Putting his hands around Liu Changqing's neck, Liu Xiazhi seemed to hang on to her whole body and cried loudly.
After being comforted like this for a while, Liu Xiazhi gradually came out of her sadness. Although she still sniffed from time to time, she had stopped crying.
Not long after, Liu Zhiyue walked out of the bathroom expressionlessly. He glanced at Liu Xiazhi, who was being held by his father. Without saying anything, he opened the door to his room and walked in.
After taking a shower, Liu Changqing changed his clothes and prepared to go out to pick up An Yuanyao and go to the company. Before going out, he asked his son again, but the response he received was still no.
After telling him not to come back so late, Liu Changqing took his daughter out.
With the sound of the door being closed, the living room became quiet again.
It's just that this time didn't last long.
The door of Liu Zhiyue's room was slowly pushed open, and then Liu Zhiyue, who was fully clothed in the room, changed his shoes for going out, and then left the house.
Inside the house, there was no one.
Liu Changqing was unaware of his son's outing. When he drove to pick up An Yuanyao, he found that she was already waiting at the gate of the community.
After stopping the car, An Yuanyao opened the passenger seat and sat in it. Then she looked back at Liu Xiazhi, who was lying in the back seat with a dull expression on her face.
If Liu Xiazhi hadn't taken up all the seats by herself, she wouldn't have chosen to sit in the passenger seat.
Withdrawing her gaze, An Yuanyao looked at Liu Changqing who was driving.
"What's wrong with Xia Zhi?"
"The tadpole is dead and it feels so bad now."
"died?"
An Yuanyao was obviously very surprised by this answer. She thought about it with some confusion. In her memory, she was still alive and well yesterday...
Asked.
"How did you die?"
"She feels so uncomfortable to end this topic. Don't mention tadpoles anymore. The past is in the past."
"All right……"
"correct."
Liu Changqing thought of something and tilted his gaze slightly to look at An Yuanyao's mouth.
"You didn't use the lipstick I bought for you?"
"that……"
When asked by Liu Changqing, An Yuanyao, who had a normal expression just now, suddenly became entangled. She quietly glanced at Liu Changqing who was driving, thinking in her head.
"I want to use up my own lipstick first...and then use the one you bought me."
"It's pretty. The pink look should suit you very well."
"..."
He didn't notice that An Yuanyao suddenly stopped talking. After driving for a while, Liu Changqing found a parking space and stopped.
This made An Yuanyao look at him strangely.
"Aren't you going to the company?"
"Then you have to have breakfast first."
After pulling on the handbrake, taking out the key, and removing the seat belt, Liu Changqing opened the car door and walked out. He went to the back seat and took out Liu Xiazhi, who was still unrelieved, and placed him on the ground.
An Yuanyao also got off the car and stood aside, looking around.
"What's for breakfast?"
"What do you usually have for breakfast?"
"Hot milk, fried eggs, spread some on the bread..."
"I won't eat these today. I'll eat fried dough sticks and steamed dumplings. Have you ever eaten fried dough sticks?"
"I've tasted it several times..."
"Today I will teach you a better way to eat."
With these words in his mouth, Liu Changqing took Liu Xiazhi by the hand and walked towards the breakfast stall.
While stunned, An Yuanyao also followed closely.
Everything around her felt a little strange, including the lively crowds and several small tables outside the store, with three or five people sitting together.
An Yuanyao followed Liu Changqing, found an empty seat, and sat next to Liu Changqing.
Liu Changqing shouted loudly to his boss.
“Three bowls of soy milk are filled with sugar, six deep-fried dough sticks, and two baskets of steamed dumplings!”
"okay!"
After receiving the response, Liu Changqing took off the schoolbag his daughter was carrying, put it aside, turned his head and said to An Yuanyao.
"Deep fried dough sticks soaked in soy milk, I think it's okay."
"I've never eaten like this..."
"You'll know after you taste it."
After a while, the boss brought over three bowls of soy milk, followed by fried dough sticks and steamed dumplings.
Liu Changqing picked up a fried dough stick with chopsticks, pulled off a few pieces with his hands, soaked some for his daughter, and then put the remaining half into the soy milk in front of him.
An Yuanyao watched Liu Changqing's movements, and then picked up a fried dough stick in a decent manner, but she did not choose to tear it into several pieces with her hands, but used chopsticks to pick it up.
This behavior was noticed by Liu Changqing.
"You can just use chopsticks to pick up the fried dough sticks and dip them in the soy milk to eat them. It'll be the same."
"Um."
In response, An Yuanyao took a fried dough stick, soaked it in the soy milk in front of her, then opened her mouth and took a bite.
It seemed that she had never eaten like this before, and she thought it was nothing at first, but after taking a few more bites, An Yuanyao suddenly found that the taste was not bad.
The freshly fried fried dough sticks are a little crispy, but after soaking in soy milk, they become a little softer, and because of the sugar in the soy milk, they taste a little sweet.
An Yuanyao doesn't like this way of eating.
Liu Changqing chewed with his mouth. He also saw the expression on An Yuanyao's face. It was obvious that the other party was not disgusted with this way of eating.
It's quite easy to make a living.
Swallow.
Then he picked up the bowl of soy milk in front of him and took a sip.
The company will be moving out in a few days. Since the last time he reached a consensus with Feng Qian, Liu Changqing has spent money to find someone to start decorating the two facades. Now it is almost done and can be moved there at any time.
Of course, it can only serve as a temporary working place. Only when [Pocket Monsters] is actually released and is profitable can we consider other things.
“This is delicious!”
An Yuanyao's voice pulled Liu Changqing back from his thoughts. He glanced at An Yuanyao who was smiling, and Liu Changqing also smiled.