Father And Son
Fu Heng then packed Qingqing’s luggage for the trip.
The little guy followed and stood aside, watching Fu Heng start his hand without saying anything to help, but making nonsense requests.
“Qingqing wants to take Xiongxiong with her.”
She held a stuffed bear that was bigger than herself and dragged it to Fu Heng with great effort.
“No, you can’t fit it in your small box.” Fu Heng refused sternly.
For this trip, he specially bought a small pink suitcase for Qingqing. It was a 20-inch suitcase that was easy to carry directly on the plane. It could only hold a limited number of things.
But they don’t need to bring too much, just buy it on the spot if they are missing something.
Just in case, you still have to bring some necessary changes of clothes and daily necessities, including convenient medicines that may be needed.
Fu Heng also brought two cans of milk powder to Qingqing as requested by the nanny, and packed them in his large suitcase, worrying that the little guy would not be used to eating there when he went out.
Bringing milk powder can at least hold on for a while, and at least the hot water all over the world has the same taste.
Rejected, Qing Qing pouted her mouth and put the stuffed bear back in. As a result, she carried a bunch of snacks in a short while.
“Qingqing needs to bring these! Uncle, put them in for me.” The area of a single snack is indeed not large, but so many together still take up a lot of space, and…
“Where did you get your snacks?”
Fu Heng lowered his voice dangerously.
The ignorant Qing Qing sold someone at once: “Uncle Bai bought it for me.”
It turned out that after Bai Qiyu came home last time, he heard his nephew talk about how pitiful Qingqing was because she was punished and could not eat snacks. The next day, he sent a bunch of snacks to Qingqing behind Fu Heng’s back.
Qingqing was very shrewd so she secretly hid snacks in Fu Sishen’s room. If she wanted to eat, she would hide in there and eat secretly.
Anyway, Xiao Shen hasn’t been home for the past few days, and his room is always unlocked, which makes it convenient for Qing Qing to commit crimes.
It’s a pity that this perfect stealing snack plan was exposed after Qing Qing’s momentary relaxation.
Then the little guy once again watched in despair as her stored grain fell into the pocket of the chubby neighbor next door, and she was so angry that she cried.
Really crying, the kind that can’t be coaxed at all.
As soon as Fu Sijin and Yu Yu entered the house, they heard Qingqing’s miserable cry.
He quickly walked a few steps in and saw Qingqing sitting alone on the sofa, crying with snot and tears, so pitiful.
“What’s going on? Who bullied our little Qingqing?”
He picked up Qingqing and bumped her around, the little guy was crying on Fu Sijin as if he had found a backer.
Even more sad.
Even Yu Yu wanted to help coax but couldn’t find a place to start.
It was the nanny who came over and whispered the matter, and Fu Sijin realized that Qingqing was completely self-inflicted.
You say you eat stealthily, but you exposed yourself so carelessly, who else would your snacks be confiscated from?
But she cried so hard that Fu Sijin couldn’t tell her, so he could only coax her and said that he would secretly buy a cake for her to eat when they got to the airport.
“Really…really?”
As soon as she heard the cake, Qingqing immediately stopped crying, raised her little head and looked at Fu Sijin, but she couldn’t stop sobbing quietly.
“Really, let Sister Yuyu buy it in a while, saying that Sister wants to eat, and then give it to Qingqing, OK?”
Giving Yu Yu a wink, Yu Yu immediately agreed politely: “Sister, will take Qingqing with me to choose cakes later. Qingqing, please be obedient and stop crying, okay?”
“Okay.” With a cake hanging in front, Qingqing finally calmed down.
She obediently nestled in Fu Sijin’s arms, wrapping her little hands around his shoulders. When she saw Fu Heng coming down, she turned her head away from him angrily: “Humph.”
“Fu Sijin: “…”
Yu Yu: “…”
This little guy has a bad temper but a big temper.
Fu Heng raised his eyebrows slightly and took out two boxes of motion sickness stickers from the cabinet drawer without paying any attention to Qing Qing.
It was Qingqing’s first time flying, so he didn’t know if she would get airsick. The child was too young to give her motion sickness medicine, so it would be safer to wear a motion sickness patch.
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