Fu Jingchuan sent Tongtong home all the way in the park.
On the way back, the little girl, who was already a little sleepy, was particularly excited and energetic in the car.
Fu Jingchuan could clearly see the excitement in her eyes through the rearview mirror. Her big black and white eyes looked towards him from time to time, but with a bit of timidity.
Fu Jingchuan remembered that the last time he sent her back from the company, she was somewhat evasive and evasive towards him.
At that time, because his father Fu Wujun came over suddenly, he didn't care about her feelings for a while. He just wanted to let Fu Youyou take her away from the right and wrong, not letting her see the dispute between adults, and forgot to explain the reason to her in advance. , the little girl probably thought that he was going to drive her away, and she was unhappy. The whole thing behind her was wilting, and she was clamoring to go home.
He personally took her home. Along the way, she lost all her dependence on him, and when she got off the bus, she became a little evasive and depressed.
At this moment, looking at the little girl, it seems that she has completely forgotten the unhappiness last time. Her eyes and face are full of surprise and excitement. I don't know if it's because the child is too young to remember or something else.
"Is Tongtong still angry with uncle?"
Looking at the little girl sitting obediently in the back seat, Fu Jingchuan asked softly.
Tongtong immediately shook her head: "I'm not angry."
Then he asked him in confusion: "Uncle, where have you been? I haven't seen uncle for a long, long time."
"Uncle has gone to work." Fu Jingchuan said. He was a little warmed by her childlike words. He couldn't help but lower his voice and asked her, "Tongtong hasn't seen your uncle for so long. Do you miss him?"
Tongtong nodded seriously: "I think so."
Glancing at the shopping mall outside the car window, he remembered the last time he and Fu Jingchuan went to play the claw machine, and added: "I want to go play the claw machine with my uncle."
Fu Jingchuan also looked out the car window: "Does Tongtong still want to pick up the doll?"
Tongtong immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "I think so."
Sister Gao quickly advised her: "Aren't you sleepy? Go back to bed first and go to bed with uncle another day, okay?"
He said apologetically to Fu Jingchuan: "Mr. Fu, I'm sorry, this child usually goes to bed at eight o'clock."
Fu Jingchuan nodded in understanding: "Yes."
Then he said to Tongtong: "Uncle, let Tongtong go back to bed first. If uncle is free another day, can he accompany Tongtong to pick it up?"
The corners of Tongtong's mouth dropped in displeasure, and her two little hands were tangled together in despair: "But, I think I'll do it with uncle now."
Fu Jingchuan saw her unconsciously entangled little hands in the rearview mirror. He was startled for a moment, then looked back at her.
"Then let's go play with dolls, but we can only play for half an hour. After half an hour, Tongtong and her aunt will go back to sleep, okay?" he asked in a soft voice.
Tongtong nodded in surprise: "Okay."
Fu Jingchuan still consulted Sister Gao for her opinion: "Sister Gao, the child seems to be very energetic now. Let me take her to play for half an hour."
Sister Gao glanced at Tongtong, who was no longer sleepy, hesitated for a while, and then nodded.
Fu Jingchuan turned the car around, drove the car into the underground parking lot of the shopping mall, parked the car, and then bent down to pick up Tongtong.
The little girl seemed to love being hugged by him.
As soon as he bent over, she opened her two small arms and rubbed towards him. She used the power of his arms to climb on top of him, and she snuggled into his arms obediently. She was warm, soft and small. , making Fu Jingchuan's chest swell.
He hugged her tightly with one hand, slammed the car door with the other hand, and turned to ask her: "Has Tongtong eaten?"
Tongtong nodded seriously: "Yes, eat, passed."
Then she remembered her milk bottle and diapers, turned around and pointed at the closed car door to remind: "Grandma."
Sister Gao had already helped her carry her bottle bag out of the car and handed it to her.
She took it easily, holding the bottle bag in one hand and hugging Fu Jingchuan's neck with the other.
Fu Jingchuan did not interfere with her family's education model, and he did not take her to find another restaurant to eat after she said she had eaten.
A child over one year old is too young. He has no idea about children of this age, and he has no understanding of their diet. He dare not use adult eating habits to entertain such a child.
He directly carried Tongtong to the claw machine on the first floor.
Along the way, the little girl was extremely excited and clung to Fu Jingchuan dependently, reluctant to let go.
Fu Jingchuan didn't let her get down and walk on her own. He carried her to the claw machine on the first floor before putting her down.
Just like last time, he exchanged the coins, first let her play by herself, and then took her to play with him.
Tongtong was not very interested when she was playing by herself. When he took her to operate the joystick, her whole face lit up and her eyes were bright. She stared intently at the rag doll caught by the hook, so nervous He gasped for air and kept mumbling:
"Here, there, catch it, I can't catch it anymore, it's fallen, it's about to fall, ah... Hey, it's not falling, uncle is great!"
She was so excited that she clapped her hands without forgetting to look back at Fu Jingchuan.
Fu Jingchuan was also affected by her emotions. He smiled and touched her head, and then looked at the doll that fell into the basket.
Tongtong was already excitedly looking at the doll in the basket. Her little face was close to the glass and she wanted to see her trophy clearly. Her little face was full of surprise and happiness.
Fu Jingchuan was squatting behind her. The height difference between the two was so big that he had to squat down to be at eye level with her.
Looking at her happy little face, he didn't bother her with a word, but just looked at her side face quietly, obediently and quietly.
Inexplicably, he thought of Shiyang again.
He remembered the strange feeling that lingered in his heart when he first met Xiaotongtong in Zurich, the familiar figure he saw after opening the curtain in that restaurant, and the last time Tongtong came to his office, she was anxious to get Shiyang's What a design proposal looks like...
The black eyes looking at her side face slowly moved towards the pigtails on Tongtong's head.
