: Fanwai: The Father-Daughter War (5)

Teacher Xia Yang looked at the little baby girl standing on her lap, and her mood was much better.
"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about it, a whole bunch of things are waiting for me." Shi Xiayang said, kissed the baby's face, "OK, you are busy, go back."
"Gong, Gong—" The baby doll was tender and open, but she couldn't say clearly, but it made people understand that she was calling her grandfather.
"It's a bit late to talk. When I was thinking so much, everything was very slippery." Shi Xiayang stood up holding the baby doll, and now he can think of how his daughter looked like when he was a child.
Chu Xuning reached out to pick up her daughter, and the little girl immediately kicked her calf excitedly.
To be honest, a baby who is about two years old is very rare to be able to speak. Unfortunately, this little girl is lazy, but she doesn't like to talk.
What Chu Xuning was trying to say, she looked back at Shi Nian, who was standing at the door, then turned around with her daughter, "I'll take her to eat first."
When Chu Xuning passed by Shi Nian, he motioned for her to go in, and then left her daughter with her.
Shi Nian bowed her head slightly, and slowly walked in after Chu Xuning left.
It was just that when Shi Nian walked in, she looked down like a child who had done something wrong.
Teacher Xia Yang sighed, reached out and touched her face, and then said, "Does it still hurt?"
Shi Yan shook her head, then reached out and hugged Shi Xia Yang, "Daddy, I'm sorry."
Teacher Xia Yang paused, and patted her daughter's back gently. "It's not my dad. Dad shouldn't hit you."
Shi Nian looked up at Shi Xiayang. "But I still insist on my ideas. I owe it to my mother. I still pay it."
"Okay, let's go, let's go, Xu Ning is still busy, for you to come here again, hurry back." Shi Xiayang said, already rushing to read the teacher.
"father."
"Let's go, let's go." Shi Xiayang drove her daughter out and closed the door directly.
Shi Nian raised her hand, but did not take a picture. She sighed and said, "Dad, think about it, your mother is in Heaven's Spirit, and you don't want to see you treat yourself like this."
Shi Xiayang listened to the sound of footsteps outside, took a deep breath, walked to the table, and took the photo. Zhao Yangyang in the photo smiled softly, and a crack was scratched on the photo by the broken glass.
"Yangyang, our daughter has really grown up." Shi Xiayang whispered. As for Zhao Wanwan, just like that, he couldn't give her anything.
The teacher read downstairs. The little girl was holding her own bottle and drinking milk. The little girl kicked on Dad's leg. It was very pleasant.
The teacher went to his side unhappyly, and then said, "My dad is not slack."
"Emotional matters, such as people drinking water, knowing whether they are warm or cold, even if you are a daughter, you do n’t have the right to participate too much." Chu Xuning reached out and touched her head. "Mom just called and said she missed the baby It ’s time for lunch and we are going back in the afternoon.

The teacher nodded and looked upstairs again. "I'm going to the United States. You take the baby back first, or you will take the baby to your mother for a few days."
"Follow, follow Baba." When the little girl heard her mother's words, she immediately lost her baby bottle and held Chu Xuning's leg tightly with her little hand. Every time she was anxious, she spoke very smoothly.