Raising his head and squinting at the blue and distant sky, Xu Tiejun always felt as if he was living in a dream.
When did it start to feel like a dream?
The moment you met your daughter’s family on an isolated island?
After returning to the fjord, play with your grandson on Fuling Island and build a treehouse on Fuling Island without any worries?
Or do you want to travel around because of your daughter and son-in-law?
Or maybe he married a woman who was as beautiful as Mazu and had a child with her?
If this is a dream, I hope I never wake up in this life!
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Xu Suizhu told Daddy Baozi the topic that Mrs. Qu mentioned:
"You said, I am too happy to have a younger brother or younger sister in my family. How could they think I would be sour and jealous? I am not a seven or eight-year-old girl. My own son is already seven years old!"
Lu Chixiao was gluing popsicle sticks to his son's plane under the desk lamp. When he heard this, he threw away the glue and stretched his long arms to pull the child's mother into his arms: "Don't be angry, anger will hurt your body."
"I'm not angry, I just can't figure it out. How could they think that I would be uncomfortable and get angry with a... little guy who is no bigger than a bean sprout?" Xu Suizhu really didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment.
"Every mother is like this. For example, if you and I had another child, would you also worry about Xiaoyu's mood?"
Xu Suizhu choked: "How is that the same? How old is Xiaoyu? How old am I?"
Lu Chixiao raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a smile on his face: "No matter how old she is, she is still your father's daughter, the sister in Aunt Lian's belly. It is normal for Mrs. Qu to have such thoughts."
"Which country do you belong to?" Xu Suizhu punched him in the chest angrily.
The man took advantage of the situation and took hold of her soft pancreas, put it to his mouth and kissed her, then asked her to change the subject: "How do you think my skills are? Is it okay?"
He showed her the newly completed Popsicle Stick Tank.
Xu Suizhu was just complaining and didn't pay attention to what he was doing. Now she looked at it and was very confused: "Why are you doing this?"
"My son asked me to do it for him," Mr. Lu said proudly.
Recently, it is very popular among boys to stick guns, airplanes, cannons and the like with popsicle sticks.
After seeing this, Little Baozi ran to his aunt's canteen, collected a bunch of popsicle sticks, washed them and dried them, and started making small crafts like the boys in the upper grades.
Reluctantly, Zhuang Yi went to the competition class. He couldn't do it alone. He squatted in the garden and worked hard for a long time. When Mr. Lu came back from get off work, the little guy's tank was not finished, but the glue was smeared on his hands and his face was dirty. .
Seeing his father coming back, he shouted for help: "Dad, Ultraman Jiayu needs your support!"
Since my son entered elementary school, I rarely ask him to do anything. Now that he is needed, the father should not feel too good.
He rolled up his shirt sleeves and raised the corners of his mouth and asked, "Okay! What do you need me to do?"
"Is it okay to do whatever you want?" Little Baozi's eyes were bright. He washed his face and hands obediently, squatted next to his father with his cheek in his hands and asked, "I want a tank. I had a bullet casing when I was a child. Dad, do you still want it?"
Remember? I want a car like that, it drives like a roar...it's so majestic!"
Boss Lu: "..."
Why don't I remember? That's what I did! It took a lot of effort, but within a few days of playing, Rising Sun gave him a robot that could walk by winding up the clockwork, and the tank fell out of favor!
Later, as there were more and more toys, bullet-cased tanks and vehicles became completely ornamental.
It still makes me sad when I think about it.
However, I didn’t expect that the little guy actually remembered it and wanted him to make a tank out of popsicle sticks. His mood suddenly improved again.
After tinkering all night, it finally took shape.
Mr. Lu himself looked satisfied.
"A lot of boys in their school are playing this, but they are definitely not as good as me."
Xu Suizhu couldn't help but laugh and glanced at him: "How old are you? Comparing your hands-on ability with a bunch of primary school students?"
Lu Chixiao raised his eyebrows and replied calmly: "Competition between men has never been about age."
Xu Suizhu was amused: "Okay, primary school student, I'm going to bed, you continue."
"What are you calling me? Elementary school student?" The man deliberately pricked her face with stubble and asked, "Do elementary school students have this? Huh?"
Xu Suizhu was so itchy that she held his face with a smile to stop him from causing trouble.
Lu Chixiao stared at her with a smile: "Are you happy?"
"As I said, I'm not angry, nor unhappy." Xu Suizhu glared at him, the hand holding his face instead hugged his neck, and rested her chin on his shoulder, "Okay, I just...listen
It's a bit hypocritical for them to say that..."
Lu Chixiao's gentle palm rubbed her back a few times, and suddenly asked: "Do you want to go out and relax?"
"Where are you going?" Xu Suizhu asked casually, "Didn't you just go to Shanli Village last week?"
"What does going out to a mountain village mean? I mean leaving the province, going abroad."
"???" Xu Suizhu raised his head and suddenly felt something in his heart, "You want to go on a business trip? Do you want to go out of the country?"
Lu Chixiao pinched her chin and praised: "Smart. Yu Pu is drafting the 'Protection and Application for World Heritage of the Maritime Silk Road'. The official document may not come out until next month, but the internal review has been passed. This mission is along the
Make a comprehensive inspection of the Maritime Silk Road.”
"Is it convenient to bring family members?" Xu Suizhu expressed doubts.
"Why is it inconvenient? The supervision team coming down from above all bring their families. To put it bluntly, it is a welfare. We are responsible for the section from Yupu to Sri Lanka. Do you want to go?"
"Sri Lanka? That's quite far." Xu Suizhu pulled out the map and found Sri Lanka. He then measured the distance from Yupu to there and clicked his tongue, "It's much farther than our summer vacation."
"Well, there are even further ones to Kenya and Turkey."
During the Ming Dynasty, Zheng He sailed to the West, and the Maritime Silk Road passed through East Africa and Europe.
Xu Suizhu couldn't help but his eyes lit up: "Turkey is very nice, the customs and customs are said to be very special."
"Then I will choose that route next time."
Xu Suizhu looked at him suspiciously: "You can still choose the route yourself? Isn't it a hard assignment or a lottery decision?"
"Thanks to the shipwreck, we all have priority." Lu Chixiao said with a smile, "I thought you liked Nanyang, so I chose Sri Lanka."
Xu Suizhu was speechless: "That's because I don't have the chance to go to Europe, okay?"
Lu Chixiao looked at her and smiled.
Every time I hear her petite body call herself a domineering title like a big sister, I can't help but laugh.
Xu Suizhu's face turned red when he laughed. She touched her nose and wanted to get up from his lap, but she didn't want to be picked up by him.
"What are you doing?" Xu Suizhu whispered and quickly put her arms around his neck.