1543rd Li Zhixing in a Daze

The Spring Festival of 2006 is coming soon, and Feng Yu and his family return to their hometown in Bingcheng to celebrate the New Year. . шщш.㈦㈨ⅹ.сом is updated so quickly.

They took the plane of Taihua Holdings, and Feng Yu's private plane hadn't been installed yet. Feng Yu was very resentful in his heart. Didn't he say it would be done soon? How long has it been?

Fortunately, I bought a few more planes from Brother Ji, otherwise it would be inconvenient to go home.

"Zhixing, play well with your younger siblings, don't say no!" Feng Danying looked at her son seriously.

Li Zhixing pursed his lips, with a look of reluctance. He is already in junior high school, can he play with his two younger siblings who haven't started kindergarten yet?

But everyone in the family is making dumplings at this time, except for him, grandpa is idle, but grandpa just watched the "Spring Festival" Gala for a while and said to take a nap, and he will wake up to watch the new year when it is almost twelve o'clock.

It was snowing outside, very cold, and they were not allowed to go out. Although the room is very large, running is not allowed. What's the use of it?

"Brother Zhixing, can you tell me a story?" Feng Lijun pulled Li Zhixing by the corner of his clothes, blinking at Li Zhixing with big eyes in a playful way.

Feng Lijia also looked at his cousin, and also grabbed his cousin's clothes.

By the way, look for uncle, isn't uncle good at making dumplings?

Li Zhixing saw his uncle who was helping to flatten the noodles (the dough the size of a ball is flattened so that it can be rolled into dumpling wrappers). He really wanted to say, I can do this job too, let's change it?

"Lijun, Lijia, brother, why don't you take you to the car?" Li Zhixing thought of the toy car he put in the storage room.

When he was in elementary school, his parents let him drive and play, but later, he drove into the bushes again, and they never let him play again.

Of course, this is not his first toy car. I don’t know how many generations it is. Anyway, every time Bingcheng Machinery Manufacturing Group makes a new battery toy car, it always sends him one. Said to let him try it, so that he can give his opinion and let them modify it.

Coaxed by Li Zhixing, the two little guys drove in circles in the living room, yelling and having fun.

Li Zhixing leaned on the back of the sofa with his hands behind his back, shaking his head and sighing non-stop.

It's such a hassle, kid!

But he didn't know that when he was five or six years old, that was the person who caused the whole family the most headaches.

Feng Yu's work was finished quickly, and he didn't know how to make dumplings. The dumplings he made would always be boiled, or there was very little filling in them.

As a Northeast native, he is under a lot of pressure. When I was in college, I was often laughed at by my roommates.

After washing his hands, Feng Yu was arranged to watch the children in the living room, and they were worried about the two little guys being watched by Li Zhixing.

Seeing his uncle coming over, Li Zhixing's eyes revealed a look of relief: "Uncle, I'm going to the toilet, you come and look after your younger siblings."

After finishing speaking, before Feng Yu agreed, he ran to the toilet.

Feng Yu's eyes widened, brat, how cute are your younger brothers and sisters, why don't you welcome them like this?

"Dad" the two little guys saw Feng Yu and shouted at the same time.

Feng Yu went over, pulled the car, turned the key, turned off the power, and carried the two little guys out.

"Okay, just play for a while. Do you two want to go to sleep for a while? When you wake up, you can eat dumplings." Feng Yu asked with a smile.

"Father, I don't want to eat dumplings, can I have noodles?" Feng Lijun asked with a bitter face.

Feng Yu nodded his son's nose with his hand: "You brat, you don't know how to be blessed when you are in the blessing. When Dad was your age, the only time he wanted to eat dumplings was during the Chinese New Year."

Feng Yu is also a little helpless. The living conditions now are very different from when he was a child. He liked to eat 'meat' very much at that time, but these two children actually like to be vegetarian!

Don't want to eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year, do you have to eat noodles? !

"Father, I want to eat noodles too." Feng Lijia bit his finger and said.

Feng Yu quickly pulled the daughter's finger out of his mouth: "Don't put your finger in your mouth, it will hurt your stomach.

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Alas, children are like this. Whatever one wants to do, the other will want to do too. A noodle, they also grab.

"Then you go to bed first, and Dad will 'make' noodles for you."

Feng Yu had just coaxed his son and daughter to fall asleep when he saw Li Zhixing poking his head in through the door.

Feng Yu dimmed the wall lamp, went out and closed the door.

He stretched out his hand to 'rub' Li Zhixing's head: "What are you doing?"

Feng Yu felt something was wrong, and looked at his hands: "It's late at night, you still use hairspray? Hurry up, go wash it."

But Feng Yu also felt that when the child grew up, he began to like to dress up. When he was this age, he didn't have these conditions. On the farm, no one would do it like this, unless it was when they got married.

Li Zhixing looked at his uncle with resentment, I am already this old, can I not rub my head? And my hair, the gel water I just used to style it.

After combing for a long time, I wanted to come over and ask you if you are handsome, but I haven't asked yet!

After Li Zhixing came out after washing his hair, Feng Yu pulled him to sit down, and asked with a smile, "Tell uncle, why do you like to dress up recently?"

"No."

"No? I think I want to dress up specially for someone to see? Let me take a guess, is it the 'female' classmate you like?" Feng Yu's "seduction" carefully.

"No, nothing." Li Zhixing dodged his eyes, not daring to meet his uncle's eyes.

No?

Feng Yu raised his eyebrows, it was so obvious that he still wanted to fool me? Playing with your uncle and me, you are still far behind!

Feng Yu showed his white teeth: "Zhixing, what is the score of this final exam?"

Li Zhixing had a helpless expression on his face. Apart from asking about the exam results, didn't your lord have any other topics to talk about?

"They're all above ninety."

"That's just a little bit. Compared with your uncle and me, it's still far behind." Feng Yu said proudly.

Li Zhixing curled his lips: "Grandma told me that your grades in elementary school and junior high school are not very good."

Feng Yu was a little embarrassed, why did his mother tell him about this? Wouldn't my glorious and majestic image in my nephew's heart collapse?

But it doesn't matter, Feng Yu doesn't care about it anyway, he continued to ask with a smile: "Then she has better grades than you?"

"How is it possible! She only scored 89 in math!"

After speaking, Li Zhixing was stunned. He looked up and saw that his uncle's smile was so disgusting.

Feng Yu's 'leg' was shaking there, looking down at his nephew: "Zhixing, lying is not a good habit."

"I, I'm talking about my deskmate!"

"Oh, my deskmate. By the way, on New Year's Day, didn't your uncle bring you back a newest Lianxiang laptop? Did you give it to her to play games?"

"No, she doesn't play games!" After saying this, Li Zhixing knew that he had made another slip of the tongue.

"Look, admit it? Don't worry, uncle is very open-minded. Uncle will never tell anyone about this."

After finishing speaking, Feng Yu went downstairs with a smile all over his face, leaving Li Zhixing sitting there blankly, wondering why he didn't tell himself?

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