Chapter 26: 26th

Chapter 26
Huosuicheng has never seen such a mischievous child. +++ Mobile phone reading visit m.EbookFREE.me
You say she is a child (sexual), but the two-year-old is much smarter and more sensible than any child of her age.
You said she was clever and cute, but there was nothing that did not make her itchy.
In the office lounge there was his spare shirt suit, Huo Suicheng took one, (take off tuo) the shirt with turtle painted on Xia's body, and put it on.
I don't know the whole picture when I wear it, so I only see Huo Suicheng in his hand, so I can clearly see the turtle painted on his shirt.
Realistic image, for a two-year-old child, to draw such a turtle, it is simply talented.
Huo Suicheng didn't really know if Huo Xiaoxiao painted the turtle intentionally or unintentionally.
However, by virtue of getting along with Huo Xiaoxiao over the past year, Huo Suicheng put Huo Xiaoxiao in his heart a label of 'intentional'.
It's getting more and more naughty to spoil her with grandpa!
After meeting with the team of archaeologists, Huo Suicheng faced his face all the way, and if it wasn't frost, if it wasn't for Yi Yang playing in the round, this meeting is probably not going to hold.
"Mr. Huo, regarding the ancient tomb, our expert group is still investigating. According to the current investigation results, we infer that this may be the tomb before the Ming Dynasty, because the ancient tomb is well preserved, and we are still studying the tomb. not open."
Huo Suicheng nodded.
In fact, in Luming Mountain, even if the ancient tomb is properly protected, they want to move their hands and feet very simply. Just find a few people to destroy the ancient tomb, and the archaeologists have to enter the tomb to protect the cultural relics.
"There is something to come this time. I hope Mr. Huo and Mr. Yi can cooperate with the work of our department ..."
At the end of the meeting, the person in charge of the expert group got up and shook hands with Huo Suicheng Yi Yang and others to thank them.
"Thank you two for your support of our archaeological work. As soon as the excavation of the ancient tomb has progressed, you will be notified immediately."
Huo Suicheng nodded, and let people send the experts out.
The group of experts had just left their feet, and Yi Yang couldn't help but sigh.
"Listening to what they mean, I guess I want to protect the tomb."
"Linhai leans against the mountains and digs to the foot of Linmen, but it is not a big tomb that is difficult to dig. Even if they really want to protect, there is no one who wants money and lives to fight?"
Yi Yang thought deeply.
For a while.
"Don't say this, talk about the turtle behind you, painted a little? It's a good talent."
"..." Huo Suicheng got up suddenly, "I will contact you again if there is progress, it will be fine if you come back."
The following day, Huo Suicheng kept his face on his face, always speaking sternly (sex), and the appearance of being a stranger was terrible.
A few assistants knew that their boss was in a bad mood, and they shirk each other tremblingly, praying in their hearts that there should be no problems in their work, so as not to catch fire.

Huo Xiaoxiao didn't have such a day of suffering like today, and his whole day was restless and absent-minded.
There is a little regret.
Although her father Huo Suicheng tried to fool her like a child last night, and she was in a good mood when drawing a turtle, Huo Xiaoxiao didn't want to face her dad who was about to return to indict.
Maybe her dad might let her go through a full childhood.
After all, her dad wanted to teach her a long time.
Dad abused him for a while, aftermath crematorium.
She is too difficult.
No, you have to find a way to save yourself.
"Little, let's see, this is the information your father gave to grandpa. Where do you want to go to these kindergartens?"
Mr. Huo took a tablet and showed Huo Xiaocheng the materials given by Huo Suicheng to several kindergartens.
Where Huo Xiaoxiao can understand at this age, I can only understand from Mr. Huo's only words and phrases that these kindergartens are among the best, with strong teachers and high teaching quality.
To her surprise, the annual tuition fees of these private kindergartens are simply sky-high.
Huo Xiaoxiao didn't want to pick, she didn't want to go at all, facing Mr. Huo, she was still struggling to go to the kindergarten for the last time.
"Grandpa, do you dislike me?"
"How could it be? Grandpa likes to be little. Hasn't Grandpa said it? It's your dad's decision to go to kindergarten. Obey and pick one, otherwise Dad will be angry at night."
"Then ... Grandpa can ... tell Dad, don't go to kindergarten, Dad doesn't obey, you just beat him! Scold him!"
Mr. Huo laughed, "Okay, when your father came back at night, grandpa scolded him! How could I send the little one to kindergarten so early?"
Huo Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up.
"But little, your dad doesn't obey grandpa's words, grandpa can't help."
Huo Xiaoxiao rejoiced, his expression sagged.
Mr. Huo was amused by her. He smiled and disturbed him. He couldn't help but cough with his head down.
"Sir, are you okay?"
"grandfather!"
Mr. Huo coughed and calmed down, waved his hand, "Grandpa is fine."
Huo Xiaoxiao said, "Grandpa wants ... to be like ..."
There was an animation on the TV. The grandpa and the turtle inside walked slowly along the bottom of the sea in a staggering pace.
Huo Xiaoxiao pointed at the TV, "Grandpa will be like a grandpa tortoise, a thousand years old!"
Huo Xiaoxiao teased Mr. Huo again, "Xiaoxiao hopes grandpa live a thousand years?"
"Ok!"
"With this little sentence, Grandpa will surely live for a hundred years!"
Grandpa Turtle ...
Huo Xiaoxiao aura appeared.
Have!
She ran upstairs with her short legs, found a piece of her own clothes, drew a turtle on it, and found an ironed Mr. Huo clothes in the laundry room and went downstairs.
"Grandpa, look, I drew a turtle."
"Little painting? It's really good."
She took Mr. Huo's clothes and "want to paint one for grandpa."
Of course Mr. Huo will not refuse Huo Xiaoxiao for a piece of clothing, "Okay, draw."
Huo Xiaoxiao was full of painting a turtle on Mr. Huo's clothes. After the painting, he pointed to the turtles on the two clothes. "My, grandpa's."
"Dad's?"
"Drawed for Dad."
"Small, unconscience, painting for dad before painting for grandpa?"
"No, Grandpa's favorite! Dad is bad. Dad sent me to kindergarten!"
Huo Xiaoxiao teased Mr. Huo in three words.
"Old gentleman, the young master is back."
Chen Bo said in a word, both Huo Xiaoxiao and Mr. Huo looked up at the door.
I saw Huo Suicheng carrying a shirt in his hand and striding into the meteor. His face (color) was gloomy and he walked with the wind.
From the door to the living room, he didn't say a word, and his eyes were full of fury and anger, with a tendency to singe.
Huo Xiaoxiao was frightened by this momentum, and subconsciously wanted to run.
and many more--
Can't run.
I felt guilty as soon as I ran.
What is it?
Not worth it!
Her dad was also stingy, did she just draw a turtle? Is it necessary to be so angry?
Looking at his face (skin), he thought he (gangan) had done something terrible.
Mr. Huo looked at his face (color) badly and asked, "What's wrong? The face (color) is so ugly?"
Because of Mr. Huo's words, Huo Suicheng remembered how he had always maintained and loved Huo Xiaoxiao.
No, this matter can't be told to the elderly before teaching a child who knows nothing about it.
Huo Suicheng's face (color) (qiang qiang) eased a little bit and said, "It's no big deal, you are here ..."
"I asked her to pick a little thing about going to kindergarten."
"What does she know as a child?" Huo Suicheng was about to hug Huo Xiaoxiao, and he was shocked and backed away.
Huo Suicheng raised his eyebrows and started to hug him directly.
"Dad, I told the little novel about the kindergarten, and will bring her down later."
Mr. Huo was anxious that Huo Suicheng would be this bad guy and waved his hand. "Go, go, talk to her."
Huo Xiaoxiao panicked, this is to take her away from the grandfather's sight to teach her!
"grandfather!"
Huo Suicheng whispered: "No shouting!"
Huo Xiaoxiao was wronged and shut up, Huo Suicheng all the way to the room upstairs.
As soon as the door closed, her father and daughter were in the room.
Huo Xiaoxiao took a deep breath.
Don't panic, stay steady, and have no problem.
"father……"
Huo Suicheng unfolded the shirt in his hand, and the marks of the turtle drawn on the back were clear.
"Is this what you painted?"
Huo Xiaoxiao nodded honestly.
"Teacher?"
Huo Xiaoxiao nodded again.
"The painting is very good. Dad didn't think you can paint the turtle so well now. It's very talented to paint. I'm very happy, but ..." Huo Suicheng's tone changed suddenly and asked seriously: "Your teacher didn't teach After you, drawing can only be done on the drawing board drawing paper, can't it be drawn elsewhere? "
"... said."
"Who made you paint?"
Huo Suicheng's tone was too harsh, so Huo Xiaoxiao took a step back and looked at him timidly.
"I took this shirt from the cloakroom for me to wear early in the morning, on purpose? Why did you do this?"
"I ... I ..." Huo Xiaoxiao stammered and looked forward, so anxious that he could not say a word, "I want to ... want to draw."
"Want to paint on paper, why paint on dad's clothes? Do you know that it's wrong to do this?"
Of course she knew it was wrong, but she would n’t be so angry if she did n’t fool her like a fool last night.
Huo Xiaoxiao quietly grabbed his thigh, his eyes gradually covered with a layer of mist, looked at him pitifully, nodded slowly.
Huo Suicheng looked at her seriously, "I was going to return your small school bag to you tomorrow, but because of your naughtyness, I decided that the small school bag would stay in my father's custody temporarily, and when will I show you your performance."
"..." Huo Xiao pained cautiously, painful.
She deflated her mouth, her nose was sore and unbearable, her eyes were gradually blurred with a layer of water mist, but her stubborn (qiang) refused to fall. She buried her head in the shirt and rubbed her tears all over her shirt, smearing large areas.
"father……"
But Huo Suicheng's iron and stone heart was completely unimpressed. "Also, you scribbled this clothes on it. If you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences."
After he finished, he picked up Huo Xiaoxiao and entered the bathroom, tucked his shirt into Huo Xiaoxiao's arms, and even found the laundry detergent and small basin intimately, "wash (dry gan) clean."
"..." Huo Xiaoxiao's (Qiang Qiang) looked at Huosuicheng, it seemed that he could not bear it, and his tears fell down, "No washing."
"Shouldn't you wash (dry) your own paintings?"
Huo Xiaoxiao hugged his clothes tightly and shook his head in tears. "No."
"Why not? It was painted by yourself. Isn't it correct to wash it yourself?"
"but……"
"Wash (dry gan) clean, dad is here with you."
Huo Xiaoxiao looked very wronged, and put her shirt like a baby in front of her (xiong xiong), so she didn't wash it. Huo Suicheng was so anxious that she couldn't help but cry in grievance.
"Don't cry, wash quickly."
Two tears hit the shirt, Huo Xiaoxiao choked and put the shirt into the small basin, filled with water, squeezed the laundry detergent, grievances rubbed the shirt with small hands.
But it was Mark's stroke, and after a whole day, the ordinary laundry detergent was difficult to wash.
Huo Xiaoxiao rubbed it symbolically (sexually) a few times, all the bubbles in the basin came out, and the mark strokes on the shirt were not washed (dry gan).
Papa Papa--
One tear after another fell into the basin.
"Dad, it won't wash away."
Huo Suicheng really let her wash (dry), but just took the opportunity to teach her a lesson.
"Do you know something wrong?"
Huo Xiaoxiao nodded.
Huo Suicheng just let her go, picked up and rinsed (dried) the foam on her clean hands under the tap, and whispered, "You will not be allowed to paint on my dad's clothes next time, remember?"
Huo Xiaoxiao nodded again.
After such a thing, Huo Xiaoxiao was spirited and didn't eat much at night.
Upon seeing her, Mr. Huo asked Huo Suicheng, "What did you just take her to say?"
Huo Suicheng swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "Early this morning, she took me a shirt from the cloakroom for me to wear. I put it on without paying attention. When I arrived at the company, I found that she was using a mark I drew a turtle, and I just taught her a meal. "
"Turtle? Because of this?"
Huo Suicheng nodded, "This is not a trivial matter, you are too used to her, so you are getting naughty."
Mr. Huo put the chopsticks on the table and looked at Huo Xiaoxiao, "Xiao Xiao, come here, grandpa hugs."
Huo Xiaoxiao looked at Huo Suicheng timidly and got into Mr. Huo's arms.
As soon as he entered Mr. Huo's arms, he couldn't help crying.
The repressed cry was thin, and gradually he couldn't suppress it under the comfort of Mr. Huo Lao (Mo), and turned to crying.
She raised her head and pointed to Huosuicheng with tears in her face. "Dad ... let me, let me do the laundry, the turtle, the turtle is gone."
"Wash the clothes?"
Huo Suicheng: "Should she be dirty, shouldn't she wash (dry gan) herself?"
Mr. Huo blamed his eyes on Huo Suicheng, "You ... you!"
"Grandpa, the turtle ... the turtle is gone!"
"It's okay, don't cry, since your dad doesn't like it, he won't paint him after that. Grandpa likes it, and he paints it for grandpa."
Huo Suicheng's eyes were puzzled. Before he asked him carefully, Mr. Huo took Huo Xiaoxiao away from the table.
On the one hand, Chen Bo understood, and sighed: "How can you not ask me, Master?"
"what happened?"
Uncle Chen took two clothes from the sofa.
One is a small white (color) t-shirt, and the other is Mr. Huo Lao's white (color) shirt, and two small turtles are painted on the back.
"It's all painted by Xiao Xiao. I listen to Xiao Xiao's meaning, it should be to say that the family wears family clothes."
"... paint a turtle?"
"Xiaoxiao read a turtle adventure yesterday, and there is a grandpa turtle who is more than a thousand years old. She said that she hopes that the old gentleman and you can live like a grandpa turtle and live healthy and healthy to a thousand years.
Huo Suicheng was speechless for a moment, his throat seemed to be choked with something, and he couldn't say a word.
"The little one is still young, don't understand those, the way of doing it is wrong, but somehow it is also a heart, how can you let her wash it?"
Recalling that she had just indiscriminately asked her to wash the turtle on her clothes, her aggrieved eyes and tears in the basin, Huo Suicheng had mixed tastes and never felt guilty.
The crying in the living room was getting worse.
Chen Bo persuaded: "Go and coax."
Huo Suicheng held the chopsticks in his hand, and wherever he could eat, he put the chopsticks up and got up.
Huo Xiaoxiao cried terribly, and the roof was almost lifted.
"Okay, don't cry anymore, we won't paint for Dad anymore, you will paint for Grandpa in the future, he doesn't like it, Grandpa likes it."
Mr. Huo glared at Huo Suicheng, his eyes indicating that he could not coax.
Huo Suicheng reached out to hug Huo Xiaoxiao, how could Huo Xiaoxiao turn his head to see him, quickly got into Mr Huo Huo's arms, holding his neck without letting go, and crying: "Don't dad! Dad walk away ! "
Huo Suicheng stopped in mid-air with both hands embarrassed.
"OK, don't need dad."
"Dad hates!"
"Okay, let's ignore him!"
"I washed off my father's turtle and oooo ..."
"Wash it, wash it off, it's no big deal, don't cry."
"Dad can't live a thousand years."
"... Yes, even if the turtle is washed away, your father can live a thousand years."
The last cry, tired with Huo Xiaoxiao crying.
Huo Suicheng sat in the living room and looked at the three clothes with turtles in front of him, slightly fascinated.
His one was almost washed, and it doesn't look like a turtle. The other two can be seen. This turtle was drawn by a child in one stroke.
"She said, I hope the old gentleman and you can live like a grandpa turtle, a thousand years old."
Huo Suicheng closed his eyes.
A shirt only, a turtle only.
Should not be so impulsive, you should ask clearly before making a decision.
Mr. Huo came downstairs, looked at Huo Suicheng on the sofa, and sighed heavily, "(Shui Shui)."
Huo Suicheng looked back and murmured.
"This is the first time you have been a father. I know you have no experience, but you have to be patient with children. You can't blame her without asking. If you let her wash the paintings for you, how sad is she?"
"I know, in the future ... I will pay attention."
Late at night, Huo's small room was quietly pushed away.
An orange (colored) warm lamp at the head of the bed sprinkled overhead, and only a small ball arched over the large head of the bed.
Huo Suicheng walked slowly to the bedside. The child on (bed chuang) was obviously in (sleeping Shui), crying too fiercely, his eyelids (flesh rou) were swollen, and there were tears on his small face , But even (sleeping Shui), he couldn't help choke.
Huo Suicheng reached out (touched Mo) (touched Mo) her small face, rubbed her fingertips on her cheeks, and gently wiped the tears off her cheeks.
The child's wet eyelashes were trembling because of choking unceasingly. The ghost was so miserable that Huo Suicheng leaned over and kissed her gently on the cheek.
Mr. Huo is right. He has no experience and no patience. He often gets along with his children in his own way, without thinking about the children's feelings.
In the final analysis, the child's painting is just sex, why should she be so harsh on her.
The child on (bed chuang) moved, opened his eyes quietly, his small hand grabbed Huo Suicheng's little finger, and shouted anxiously, "Dad ..."
Huo Suicheng was slightly stunned, looking at her washed red eyes, her voice lightened, "I woke you up?"
Huo Xiaoxiao shook his head, burping and timidly asked: "Are you ... still angry?"
The temperature from the little finger, the timid eyes, the tone of temptation, the sobbing nasal sounds, where Huo Suicheng's heart can harden, hugged Huo Xiaoxiao in his arms, "Are you scared today?"
Huo Xiaoxiao lay on his shoulders and nodded.
"Later ... hiccup ... can you not hurt me?"
"Is that little still willing to draw a turtle for my dad?"
Huo Xiaoxiao looked at him with a pair of watery and clear eyes, "Daddy ... don't you like it?"
"Daddy likes, will you draw another for Daddy?"
Huo Xiaoxiao bit his lip, seems to be considering.
"Reluctant? You and grandpa have it, only dad doesn't."
"Dad let me wash it off!"
"Draw another for Dad, and Dad will never wash again."
"Really?"
"Really."
Huo Xiaoxiao thought about it for a while, and said with difficulty, "Then ... well, I will draw you another one, but I have a condition."
"What conditions?"
"Dad, you ... you can't throw me into the sea."
Huo Suicheng was startled, but she didn't expect that she could still remember what he said casually that night.
"Don't throw you."
"Can't throw others."
"Yes, don't throw others."
"And ... Dad can't bully me."
"Okay, don't bully you."
"You can't bully others."
Huo Suicheng replied: "Who am I bullying?"
"... can't bully anyone anyway."
Huo Suicheng laughed, "Yes, listen to you, don't bully others, are there any other conditions?"
"My little schoolbag ..."
Huo Suicheng promised to (dry) crisply, "I will give you back tomorrow."
Huo Xiaoxiao raised his head from his shoulder and looked at him with hope, "I ... can I not go to kindergarten?"
Huo Suicheng reached out and wiped her tears, saying, "No, Grandpa (shen) is not in good health and can't take care of you every day. When I go to kindergarten, I can play with other children and paint together, isn't it?"
"Grandpa (shen) is not in good health?"
"Grandpa is taking medicine every day and needs a good rest."
Huo Xiaoxiao understood.
"Then ... then I go to kindergarten, but you have to remember to pick me up."
Huo Suicheng (Mo) (Mo) touched her head, "Of course I'll pick you up, how can I forget."
Huo Xiaoxiao sniffed his nose, and seemed to have completely accepted the fact of going to kindergarten. He lay back on Huosuicheng's shoulders, and in a place where he could not see, (exposed) a sly smile: ( ▔ ▔)