Longing for a Life: a Four-year-old Zombie

"Pfft!"

Mr. Huang couldn't help laughing out loud, and then he said, "Xiaoqing, Dad Huang was joking with Uncle Huang.

Uncle Huang is actually very generous, aren't we doing a show, the show has regulations, Uncle Huang can't give us money easily."

The old yellow face on the side was darkened, this old and small singing double reed, he had no chance to speak at all.

It's all said and done, what do you do and does he have any other choice? "Old Huang, make a statement, don't let Xiaoqing look down on it, okay?"

Watching the fun and not afraid of the big thing, he said with a smile.

"Xiaoqing, in a while... when we arrive at the county seat, we can buy whatever you want, and we can play whatever we want."

The old man said with a smile.

"Thank you, Uncle Huang."

Small: said.

This remark made Lao Huang's stinging heart suddenly soften: he just smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Xiaoqing, uncle will discuss it with you."

"You can call me Lao Huang in the future, or you can call me Uncle Huang, don't call me Uncle Da Huang, okay?"

"Why, Uncle Huang?"

Xiaoqing asked innocently.

"No, Uncle Da Huang doesn't sound good, so let's change the name."

Old Huang said a little helplessly.

"Okay, Uncle Huang."

Xiaoqing nodded seriously.

Old Huang was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xiaoqing with some collapse, although he was reluctant, but you can't get angry with Xiaoqing.

"Mr. Huang, follow this position."

As soon as he entered the county seat, Mr. He suddenly took out his mobile phone and put it on the mobile phone holder.

"Aren't we going to the children's playground?"

Teacher Huang glanced at Teacher He and asked with a puzzled look.

"I want to take Xiaoqing to play. Xiaoqing hasn't been to the amusement park yet. I originally thought that when the show was over, I would take him to have a good time."

Teacher He was talking, his voice was a little choked, and he couldn't go on.

Teacher Huang gave Teacher He a worried look, then nodded and said, "Sure, let's go to the amusement park first."

"Xiaoqing, why don't we go to the amusement park and ride the merry-go-round?"

Teacher Huang asked with a look of happiness on his face.

"What kind of horse is a merry-go-round?"

Xiaoqing asked curiously.

"Merry-go-round, it's... a pony made of wood, and then mounted on a big wheel, and sitting on it, the pony can spin around that... big wheel."

Teacher He hugged Xiaoqing and said as calmly as possible.

Chapter 616 Why does Teacher He feel weird?

"What's the matter? How do you feel that Teacher He is weird today?"

"I feel it too, I feel that Teacher He's state is not right!"

"Why do I have a sour nose? Oh my god... it's not something to do with Mr. He, right?"

"My God, I thought I was the only one who felt this way. I always felt that something was going to happen today."

"Probably not. Chichi and Xinxin left the mushroom house today. Teacher He is probably a little reluctant."

"To Ao, forget about it, Mr. He's heart has always been so delicate."

......The car stopped at the entrance of the playground. Seeing the crowd of children in front of her, Xiaoqing looked left and right with some curiosity.

"Baby, look, there are so many delicious food, what do you want to eat?"

Mr. He hugged Xiaoqing and pointed to a stall selling snacks not far away.

"Xiaoqing doesn't know either."

Xiaoqing shook his head in confusion and said.

"Xiaoqing has been at Mushroom House for a long time, and the food he eats the most is... fruit and toffee, most of which he has never eaten before."

Teacher Huang reminded.

Teacher Huang's words made Teacher He's eyes slightly red again.

"Then let's eat all the delicious food here."

Lao Huang took the initiative to speak.

Teacher Huang gave Lao Huang a surprised look, and then said half-truly, "Okay, Lao Huang, today is the sun coming out from the west, how can you be so generous?"

"What Xiaoqing wants to eat, I have to buy it too."

The old man said sternly.

Although their faces were all smiling, like Teacher He, their hearts were very sad, and they were all very afraid of losing Xiaoqing suddenly.

"Come on, uncle, please give me a string of candied haws."

Mr. He carried Xiaoqing to the side of a stall selling candied haws, and said as calmly as possible to the old man selling candied haws.

"Hey, a bunch of candied haws, I'll wrap it up in paper for you to save your hands."

As the old man spoke, he quickly took off a bunch of candied haws, wrapped it in brown cardboard, and handed it to Xiaoqing.

"This baby is too good-looking, right? My old man has lived for most of his life, and I have never seen such a good-looking baby."

"Young man, you are really lucky, this baby has grown up amazingly."

The old man stared at Chu Tian and said lovingly.

"Thank you grandpa."

Xiaoqing took the candied haws and said sweetly.

"Thank you uncle."

Teacher He couldn't help but smile proudly.

"Xiaoqing, is it sweet?"

Teacher Huang asked.

"Well, it's sweet and sweet, Dad Huang, eat it."

Xiaoqing put the candied gourd in front of Teacher Huang and said in a milky voice.

"Papa Huang doesn't eat it, Xiaoqing eats it."

Teacher Huang said with a doting face.

"Papa Huang doesn't eat it, and neither does Xiaoqing."

Xiaoqing said very seriously.

This made Mr. Huang stunned for a moment, and then he bit down a hawthorn with a bit of laughter.

"Dad He eats."

Seeing Mr. Huang eating, Xiaoqing smiled like a small flower, and put the hawthorn in front of Mr. He again.

Mr. He did not shirk, but also bit a hawthorn.

"Uncle Huang, you can eat too."

Seeing Xiaoqing hand over the candied haws, Lao Huang felt a sour nose.

He suddenly felt that all the hard work during this time was insignificant, and all the sadness was inferior to this one candy haws of Xiaoqing.

"Mom, Xiaoqing is too warm, it's just... warm baby."

"Looking at my son playing with flour on the floor, I suddenly had this bad urge..."

"Be patient upstairs, no matter how bad it is, it's our own."

"roll!"

"okay!"

"If I could have a son like Xiaoqing, I would wake up laughing in my dreams."

"If my son could be half as good as Xiaoqing, I wouldn't be able to sleep happily at all."

......"Children, children, come and play in a circle, we have toys and small animals here."

A voice caught the attention of several people.

As soon as the camera turned, a booth with a ring appeared in front of everyone.

The venue is at least [-] to [-] square meters, and there are various toys, small animals, and small handicrafts on the ground.

"Help! Help!"

As soon as Xiaoqing's eyes swept over, a parrot trapped in the bird cage flapped its wings towards Xiaoqing and cried loudly.

"My God..., this parrot can talk!"

"Boss, is your parrot also a gift for the ring?"

Teacher He asked in surprise.

"Yes, this parrot too.

This parrot is a good thing. When I bought it, I spent more than [-] yuan. It took me a few years to teach it to learn how to speak. Now, at least it's worth [-]."

"Boss, come and make a ring, as long as you can put this, this parrot is... yours."