Back to the age: three-year-old cute baby becomes a group pet

Chapter 147 Silver Circle
In the kitchen, Mrs. Cheng, who could hear clearly, felt endless regrets in her heart.

If Bai Yanling really found an expert, did she come to accept her father-in-law?Why did she tell Bai Yanling so bewilderedly?
Cheng Li didn't know what Aunt Wu told Hu Donghua, anyway, the east side was very quiet.

She sighed and took out the wooden fish for evening class.

On Saturday, Cheng Shanghu's uncle and nephew were still at home after three o'clock.

Cheng Shanghe got off work, didn't even wash his hands, and went into the little girl's room, "Little Si, look at this."

In the dirty and wet palm, there are two dirty and black Yuan Datou silver coins.

"Yeah?" Cheng Li was happy after being surprised, "Dad, this is good. It will be very valuable in the future. You can exchange it when you see it. It seems to be a one-to-one exchange now, right?"

Cheng Shanghe's face was a little red, "Xiaosi, me, I stole these two."

"That's even better. If you have no business, just put it in your pocket when you see it. Don't put too much, it will make a splash. You can tear up the waste paper and pack it one by one, and you can pack a few more at a time."

Cheng Li taught her father how to be a thief without shame, whether her father cheated the unit of money, when the time came, the material recycling station would close down.

Cheng Shanghe was taken aback for a moment, then grinned, "Okay, bring them back to my little four."

"All? A lot?"

"A small wooden box, about one or two hundred?"

"Great! Dad, take them back quietly for me."

Cheng Li dug out the toilet paper under the straw mat, took the silver dollar in her father's hand and wiped it, then wrapped it in toilet paper, and pressed it under the reed mat like a baby.

With these silver dollars, Dad didn't spend his time in the recycling bin in vain.

The little girl liked it, Cheng Shanghe smiled happily, and was also happy to be a thief, "Well! Quietly."

"Yes! Tell no one, including my mother, take it back and put it on top of my closet."

"How do I collect it?" Cheng Shanghe looked up at the top of the little girl's wardrobe, "Do you want to buy that box?"

"I'll buy these after I get them. I'll ask Uncle San to make me a box for them."

"Is your third uncle free?"

"I'll be free in two days."

With the excitement of being a thief, after dinner, the father and daughter hid in Cheng Li's room and whispered.

What Cheng Li meant was that old scraps and scraps of iron could be taken back, anyway, the cost of investment was low.

Cheng Shanghe thinks that it needs to be picked, at least complete enough, right?
Cheng Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Dad, broken copper and iron are not porcelain or woodware. You don't have to be afraid of crooked ones. You can find someone to repair them in the future, or just crooked ones, which have more historical significance. Are you reluctant to pay?"

Cheng Shanghe smiled dryly, "I still have more than 20 yuan, which looks like a lot, but in the sales department in front, it's not enough to buy a decent one."

"We'll just buy the rags you pick out. We can't buy them often in the sales department. They're too eye-catching and make people think about them."

"Don't you think it's broken?"

"Not too broken."

Cheng Li grabbed her father's hand. The palm of this hand was darker and dirtier than that of an old farmer who had been doing farm work all year round. The rough hand lines and neatly cut nails were a black-gray color that could never be cleaned.

"My father is the best father. Whether it's the current tatters or the valuable collections in the future, my father sorts them out bit by bit with his hands.
Value, don't look at money, I see my father's heart, Dad, whenever anyone asks me, I will tell him proudly that my father is the collector of the recycling bin, I am proud, I am proud. "

"Little Four." Cheng Shanghe hugged the little girl, the tears in his eyes blinked, but still dripped down.

He has always been ashamed of his job. In that shed, it is hot in summer and cold in winter. Facing the mountain of waste products that can never be collected, he always thinks disheartened that even if he sells second-hand goods in the sales department, It is also better than picking waste every day.

With the changes in the family for more than a month, he has become more cheerful, but he is afraid of embarrassing his children. If the children compare with their parents, he is not a father who can make children talk about it. .

Especially since the little girl is closer to her grandfather, he feels more inferior in his heart, and since his daughter-in-law earns more money than him, he always feels that the little girl is more inclined to her mother.

It turned out that the little girl understood him.

"Dad." Cheng Li patted her father's back to comfort her, "When I go to school and write essays, I will write about my father."

After hearing this, Cheng Shanghe wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, let go of the little girl, "Do you know what grade to write?"

"I don't know," Cheng Li lied and shook her head without blinking, "Brother Zhi is writing essays, I asked him, and he said he was writing stories, and the characters in the stories should be written according to the teacher's requirements.

Not only do I want to write about my father, I also want to write about my mother, my eldest brother, my second sister, and my grandpa. "

Cheng Shanghe kissed the little girl's fat face, "I'm waiting, waiting to become a character in my girl's writing."

"Well, when I write it, I'll show it to Dad first."

"it is good."

"What are you father and daughter doing hiding in there?" Chaoyun raised the curtain, "Isn't it too hot?"

Cheng Li and her father winked at each other and went to the door to enjoy the shade.

On Sunday, before breakfast, Mr. Cheng shaved his granddaughter's head.

After breakfast, I went to the hardware company to buy necessary items such as wires, switches, light tubes, and a post lamp.

The table lamp head is threaded, with a short iron chain-like pull cord switch, directly on the lamp head which is slightly longer than the ordinary threaded lamp head, and a button-type lampshade with a silk cloth surface.

The style of the table lamp is simple, but the price is not simple. I asked for an industrial coupon and more than 17 yuan.

Zhu Hailong came with his toolbox, "Little Si, do you miss Daddy?"

"After thinking about it, Daddy fetched water in the morning. Why didn't you ask me to come out after passing by my house?"

"Aren't I afraid that you will tell me to pour water into your water tank? There are two water tanks in your house, and more than a dozen water tanks. I don't want to do this drudgery."

"Daddy has a grudge!"

"Not only do I remember, I remember it for the rest of my life, and I know that I love your father."

"Okay then, remember it!"

"Aren't you coaxing me?"

"Don't coax, Daddy has a deep memory. It's quick to fetch water in the morning, and Auntie is not in a hurry."

"Oh, you're so biased, why did you go to your aunt's side again?"

"Whose heart is not biased?"

The two of you are working while talking poorly.

Wherever Zhu Hailong went, Cheng Li followed, and Cheng Li followed behind the twisting little flower.

Old Master Cheng sat outside the door, waving his fan and looking at Zhu Hailong with the tail, "Boy Zhu, my little four has never clinged to me like this."

"How about you come to install the lamp, if you are curious, Xiao Si will follow."

Cheng Li patted the dust off her hands, and ran to her grandpa, "Grandpa, I'm directing Daddy to work!"

Mr. Cheng raised his hand to fan his sweaty granddaughter, "What can you command?"

"Position, if it is backlit again, isn't it a white dress?"

"That makes sense, I'll go see it too."

The tail behind Zhu Hailong stretched again.

When Zhu Nianzhi came over, he saw his father helping the Cheng family install light tubes, so he ran back in fright.

"Quack quack quack."

Xiao Hua chased after him.

Zhu Nianzhi, who was chased back by Xiaohua, was naturally given to Xiong by his father.

Looking at Zhu Nianzhi who was downcast and lifeless, Cheng Li hurriedly persuaded him to fight, "Dad, Brother Zhi and Xiaohua have an appointment."

(End of this chapter)