
This sudden phone call made people laugh and cry.
The main hall became chaotic for a long time, and the villagers talked by phone one after another. You and I are like a vegetable market, and it's impossible to understand who said what.
But no one cares about it right now.
The people in the village experienced a huge incident outside, and everyone felt uneasy.
Now that the problem has been solved mysteriously, the tense spirit can be assuaged, and the joy can no longer be controlled.
Qiqi was also very excited, getting into the crowd, staring at the phone with Goudan, grinning with a small mouth, and her eyes dark and bright.
On the phone, there was a voice of a man repeating his explanation, "Everything is in order, we are all out of the police station, and we are not suffering any complaints. The unscrupulous boss unconditionally dropped his lawsuit, and even paid us." All the salaries owed to us! Dad, you guys are Mr. Fu nearby, and he asked someone to help us! Father, please thank Master Fu for us! Thank you very much!"
Qi Qi listened to him repeatedly, his small body managed to come out of the still excited crowd, and rushed to Fu Yanchi like a cannonball, "Uncle Fu, you're the one helping!"
Fu Yanchi crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame, the top of his head almost touching the top door beam.
Staring at the little baby who rushed to his feet, he slightly tilted his head, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Well, that's easy."
"Thank you, Uncle Fu!" The baby's voice was loud and bright, and his eyes were like glowing black glass.
Fu Yanchi was silent for a moment, and said in a protracted tone, "Thank you is what you want to say thank you, how are you going to thank Uncle Fu?"
He deliberately teased Xiaowaer, as long as Xiaowaer agreed again, maybe he could ask her?
Qi Qi clenched his mouth, and grabbed the corner of his shirt with his small hands. After a while, she waved at him with a reddened face, gesturing for him to crouch down.
Fu Yanchi did not know why, so he crouched down.
With a bang, the smell of baby milk entered the nose, and the soft touch on the cheeks was like a passing cloud.
"Thank you, Uncle Fu!" Wa'er twisted his small body timidly, twisting the tip of his shirt with his small hands, but smiled brightly, "Qiqi likes you!"
Qiqi likes you, with a baby voice.
As it fell into the ear, Fu Yanchi's heart, which had been beating slowly for many years, suddenly let out a warm, bulging current, passed through limbs and bones, and flowed into the nasal cavity.
It felt like something was missed all his life, and he got it by accident in this life, then gave birth to a perfection that he was unable to bear.
He was in a half-squatting position, his fingers dazedly rubbing the corners of his hot eyes, carrying a hint of moisture.
She cried?
Fu Yanchi raised his eyes and looked at the smiling red face of the baby, most of his gaze fixed on the eyes of the baby who looked down into a beautiful crescent moon as he laughed.
Peach Flower Eyes.
Exactly the same as his eyes.
According to him, an idea that was nothing but a fantasy appeared in his mind.
Uncle Gui seemed to be joking and then was rejected by him, and another sentence was ringing in his ear.
Fu Yanchi began to tremble bit by bit.
“Qiqi, you..why do you recognize Song Yueliang as your mother?” His voice was so hoarse that he could barely make a sound.
He saw Wa'er's little eyebrows frowning, and doubt appeared in his eyes.
The baby tilted his head slightly and shook his head, which was his usual habit.
“Uncle Fu's question is very strange, because Qi Qi was born by his mother.” Amidst the frenzy of the room, Nuo Nuo's soft voice reached his ears.
"Then you.. father, father?"
“My father has not come, but I asked my mother, and my mother said that my father could not come to see me because of his difficulties.” Qiqi pursed her lips, as if she was afraid that her father would be misunderstood, and explained to her father in seriousness, “Said Mother, Father also loves me just like him. Even though I'm a girl, Dad will like me right away when he sees me. My dad is also very handsome. Mom said my eyes were exactly the same as Dad's, so I laughed It was like a beautiful crescent moon!"
Fu Yanchi's brain exploded violently.
He had known Qiqi for so long, and he had never doubted it.
Because self-awareness is impossible.
Because I dare not dream at all.
His life has long been determined. She didn't even dare to have the person she loved, so how could she?
Fu Yanchi almost rushed out of Zhang's courtyard.
The excited villagers in the main hall who had not calmed down could not understand it, so Uncle Gui was also confused, so he could only follow behind in a hurry.
Seeing the man running in the rain, Uncle Gui's heart skipped a beat. He did not know what suddenly stirred him up.
“Uncle Gui, get back to Huicheng soon, as soon as possible!” Sitting in the back seat in a drenched state, Fu Yanchi's face was pale and not bleeding, but his dark eyes were extremely bright.
"Mr Fu, why don't you change your dry clothes first—"
"live."
Uncle Gui looked into the man's eyes, paused for a moment, and started the car.
…
Little face Qiqi was dazed, she opened her small mouth and was unable to recover for a long time, "Grandmother, Uncle Fu suddenly ran away, did not even change her clothes, and did not take the phone ..."
Zhang Xifeng was also numb to this situation, no one knew what was happening.
Finally, the old village chief said, "Maybe I just thought of something urgent, and I will return once this matter is over. I have to go back and get that phone."
Chen Jianhe nodded deeply, "Alright, I will come. The price of a brother is more than 10,000 yuan, it is not cheap."
This episode made everyone a little worried, but the big guys knew nothing, and there was no point in worrying. They can only ask when people are coming back.
Now the attention of the villagers is mainly focused on his own village.
Now that the matter was resolved, the Taoxi Villagers in Zhan City had packed up their luggage to buy tickets. As per the route, they will be home tomorrow.
The money that the big man collected was useless.
Before everyone left, the old village chief immediately opened a small book to take notes, sat down to roll the scrolls one by one, and returned the money to each family.
In the end, there was still a hundred yuan left.
The old village chief looked up with a smile, and looked at the old woman and her baby holding hands.
“Zhang Xifeng, ninety-eight yuan, come and take back.”
"Qiqi, two yuan! Come and take it, and the village chief's grandfather will give you another 50 cents! We, Qiqi, are of sound mind, and our hearts are more important than money!"
The entire hall laughed in good faith, and many of them were unable to hold back his laughter.
Qi Qi pinched his two fifty cent yuan, his little face flushed red, and he almost buried his little head into the ground.
The village chief's grandfather deliberately teased Qiqi!
Woo!
It's raining and you can't get down to the ground, and the big guys are happy again, so they just hang out at Zhang's house and watch TV to pass the time.
The noise continued until the rain subsided during the day, everyone dispersed one by one, and the small courtyard became silent again.
Qi Qi returned to his mother's room, folded two yuan fifty cents neatly in his hand, flattened the rolled corners, and hid them back in his little pillow.
“Eggy, why do you think Uncle Fu ran away all of a sudden?” she asked.