Liu Changqing ran downstairs again and went to the small supermarket to buy a pair of slippers in a small size.
As soon as he wiped the floor clean, Feng Shuyan ran out wearing dirty shoes and stepped on them a few times. Liu Changqing, who was extremely speechless, decided to buy a pair of slippers.
After arriving home, he handed the new slippers to Feng Shuyan.
This fish-eyed brat still looks listless.
"Thank you, fat uncle."
"Remove the word "fat" and I will be happier."
Too lazy to say anything more, Liu Changqing finally saw that the other party's character was like this.
How to say?
The mouth of a knife has a heart of tofu?
That's probably what it means.
In fact, she is not bad in nature. She deliberately said such words just to attract Liu Changqing's attention.
No wonder I trusted myself so much when I saw her.
She must have seen Liu Xiazhi when she picked him up from school before, so she knew him.
After returning home, Liu Changqing turned on the water heater. He had sweated a lot today and had to wash it off.
The hot water was almost ready, and Liu Changqing called the two little girls to take a bath.
"Take a shower, Xia Zhi!"
There was no response, but Liu Changqing seemed to be used to this situation.
continued.
"Bring your friend a set of your change of clothes. Dad washed her clothes. When you two go to take a shower, just remember to put the dirty clothes in the basin outside."
After saying that, Liu Changqing wiped the dirty area that Feng Shuyan had just stepped on, then took the small leather shoes that Feng Shuyan had replaced, took out a basin, filled it with water, threw it in to soak, and poured some washing powder into it.
He picked up a small stool from the side, took the shoe brush prepared in advance, and after letting the shoes be completely soaked in the water, Liu Changqing started to use his hands.
The action is a little funny.
Anyone who sees a slightly bulky man sitting on a small stool rubbing his children's leather shoes will feel weird.
The divorced father has already taken charge of the family.
The two children burst into laughter, holding clothes in their hands, and hurriedly ran into the bathroom.
After a while, two small arms stretched out and placed a pile of clothes in the basin at the door, and then closed the door.
The girl's shoes were so small that Liu Changqing could hold them with one hand.
He held the sole of the small leather shoe with his left hand, and held the shoe brush in his right hand, dipped it in water with washing powder, and started brushing vigorously.
Feng Shuyan’s little leather shoes are very nice.
This was Liu Changqing's first feeling when he saw this pair of shoes.
Maybe due to squatting in the bushes on the roadside for too long, the soles of the shoes were stained with some mud, but after being soaked in water, they began to melt.
The water in the basin became dirty.
The shape is also very good-looking, the whole is white, it looks like a sandal, but it looks different from the sandals Liu Changqing knows. There is a small belt that seems to control the elasticity on the instep area, and there is a flower next to it that looks like a decoration.
Beautiful little flowers.
Mainly due to the tactile feel of the sole, and after pinching it twice with my hands, the texture of the shoe is also very comfortable.
So lovely.
Liu Changqing thought this in his heart.
I will also get one for my daughter.
The hand holding the brush used a little more force.
The water splashed, and the small flowers on the shoes were rubbed into the basin by Liu Changqing.
His movements were frozen there.
"Um……"
After taking a look, I saw that the entire decorative flower had been rubbed off, and there were still traces of the fabric connecting.
I picked up two shoes and compared them.
It is true that the one without flowers is much uglier, but you can tell the difference between the two shoes at a glance.
Liu Changqing just thought for a moment, and then continued to brush. He just took out the small decorative flowers that had been rubbed off from the basin and placed them on the ground aside.
It's not a big problem, just stick it with glue.
Liu Zhiyue looked at his father who had just turned off the hair dryer.
He was holding a pair of shoes in his hand.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
Liu Zhiyue asked.
"I accidentally rubbed the flowers off my shoes just now. I'll use glue to stick them on."
Without looking up, Liu Changqing took a bottle of glue from the table, dropped a few dots on the spot where the small flower had been, and then pressed the ornament firmly on it.
It lasted for a while.
"..."
In silence, Liu Changqing lengthened the distance between himself and his shoes and leaned back.
Squinting, he compared the difference between the two shoes.
"Is it posted crookedly?"
"is a bit."
Liu Zhiyue nodded and responded.
"..."
"Whatever, as long as it doesn't affect my clothes."
Liu Changqing waved his hand, took the shoes and put them at the place where he was changing shoes at the door. Because of the hair dryer, the shoes had dried and did not affect their wearing.
It happened that the two little guys also finished taking a bath and walked out with wet hair.
"hair dryer!"
With this shout in his mouth, Liu Xiazhi trotted away and took away the hair dryer placed not far from Liu Changqing.
Then they ran to the bathroom hand in hand.
Seeing this, Liu Zhiyue looked at his father with some confusion.
"Leave her to sleep at home today?"
"Um."
"Why, why don't you send her home?"
"You think I don't want to."
Sighing helplessly, Liu Changqing looked at his son.
"I asked for her parents' contact information for a long time along the way, but she didn't say anything. It was like she had glue on her mouth. She didn't say a word."
"What should we do?"
"What else can I do? I can't contact the other party's parents now. I can only go to the school tomorrow to ask Xia Zhi's class teacher and find out what is going on in their family."
Thinking of the marks on Feng Shuyan's wrists that she had been tied up at that time, and the other unseen wounds on her body.
Liu Changqing's expression began to become a little solemn.
No child is born with an eccentric personality.
There must be some reason in it.
The next day, Liu Changqing did not choose to go to work in the bookstore. Instead, after running with his son, he chose to send his two children to school directly.
Feng Shuyan probably discovered something. She kept shaking the glue-stained shoe while walking.
Liu Changqing pretended not to see it.
Watching the two children walk into the class, Liu Changqing found the office where class teacher Liu Xiazhi was. Since there were no classes in the first period, he saw each other at a glance.
He reached out and knocked on the door.
"Hello."
"Hello. What can I do?"
Liu Xiazhi's class teacher is a young man who looks to be in his mid-twenties, and he looks a little conservative in his dress.
Although he is not very good-looking in appearance, he looks very comfortable and has a bookish atmosphere.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Liu Changqing. I am the father of Liu Xiazhi in your class."
"Liu Xiazhi's father?"
There was some confusion on the head teacher's face.
"Liu Xiazhi has always been very good. I remember not calling you?"
"No, no, no, it's not because of this. In fact, I saw the little girl named Feng Shuyan in your class last night sitting alone on the roadside. She didn't even speak on the phone when asking her parents. She currently lives in my house.
I want to contact the other party’s parents and take her back.”
"Feng Shuyan..."
The moment the head teacher heard the name, the initial confusion on his face disappeared.
She muttered, but turned out a pamphlet in her hand.
"She should live with her father."
"What about her mother?"
"The information says that she died several years ago, and... her father doesn't seem to have remarried yet."
"Yeah……"
After thinking for a moment, Liu Changqing spoke.
"Can you give me the contact information of the other party? I want to talk to the other party."