Chapter 044 Father's love is like a mountain

Although Qi Baobao was drunk, she did not fall asleep. She was still conscious and clear. She could feel the weekend carrying her on her shoulder, feel the weekend's hand on her *, the fullness of her chest on the weekend's shoulder, and even her eyes suddenly opened when she threw her gently on the weekend.

"Bad boy, my fart drum was smashed by you, ah yo..." Qi Bao, who was lying on his side, covered his butt drum. The action was not charming, but it was absolutely seductive.

There was a mobile phone in her purse. When she hit ** on the weekend, the mobile phone collided with **'s charger, and the fart drum naturally hurt.

It's not that he deliberately threw Qi Baobao on ** on the weekend, but that he was drunk and couldn't use his strength all over his body, especially carrying Qi Baobao up to the third floor in one breath. His legs trembled. If he hadn't thrown Qi Baoqi in **, he was worried that the two would lie on the ground together.

Wine is a medium of color.

Usually, **, who only dared to hide in the basement, and Qi Baobao did that on the weekend. At this time, because of drinking, especially when Qi Baobao was lying on his side and rubbing the butt drum, he suddenly jumped on **.

The reason why he was holding the bed with one hand, and the whole person almost pressed on Qi's body, and the whole face almost stuck to Qi's butt drum.

"Let me take out your mobile phone for you." While saying this on the weekend, his hand has reached out to Qi Baobao's fart drum.

The jeans wrapped Qi Baobao's legs, which * looked particularly upturned. Although the mobile phone was put in the fart drum pocket, the outline was clear.

The weekend's hand quickly pressed on Qi Baobao's hand, which was rubbing the fart drum. Because of drinking wine, his white little hand was warm.

For a moment, Qi Baobao was stunned, as if he had been electrocuted.

I don't know whether the thunder hooked the ground fire or the dry wood encountered a fire. The next second, the hand that was originally pressed by the weekend suddenly grabbed the weekend's hand.

I was pressed by Baby Qi's hand. On the weekend, I felt that my heart had jumped to my throat, my throat moved, and my hand that had been placed on Baby Qi* was ready to rub it.

However, the weekend failed, because the mobile phone in Qi Bao's butt drum pocket suddenly rang. Although it was a vibration mode, the beeping sound still scared the weekend.

The hand pressed by Qi Baobao suddenly shrank back, and his strength on the weekend was emptied and he lay on his back **.

Baby Qi was even more amazing. At the moment when her hand shrank back on the weekend, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Bao Qi's sleeping posture is very clever, his body is exaggeratedly arched, his hands are protected in front of his chest, * raised high, a little like a kitten.

I almost lay on my back on that straight and round weekend **, with a little unfinished feeling. Baby Qi turned his back to him and could smell the faint fragrance from Baby Qi on weekends.

The vibrating mobile phone lasted for a long time before it stopped, but when it was about to sleep with its eyes closed on the weekend, the mobile phone began to vibrate again.

The person who drank alcohol was very hot. He felt that it was the vibration of the mobile phone that disturbed him. On the weekend, he took the mobile phone and pressed the answer button.

Originally, the weekend meant to scold the caller with the power of alcohol.

However, the caller is hotter than him. Almost at the same time when he pressed the answer button on the weekend, the overwhelming scolding reached his ears through his mobile phone, shaking his eardrums.

"Okay, you don't even dare to answer my phone. Are you still surnamed Qi? Are you still my daughter, you rebellious son..."

When I heard the person talking on the phone, I almost bounced up from ** on the weekend, and my mind was much clearer.

"Uncle..." He blurted out on the weekend without thinking or considering the consequences.

Qi's father on the other end of the phone heard the weekend's voice and subconsciously looked at the time at 8:30 p.m.!

"You...you..." Qi's father was so anxious that he couldn't say anything, "Why...how can you..."

"Old..." Originally, I wanted to say "boss" on the weekend, but when I thought that I was now Qi Baobao's fake boyfriend, I hurriedly changed my words, "Me and..."

Your daughter and I are **!

Can you say this? I can't find the north for a while on the weekend.

Anyway, Qi's father is also an experienced person. How can he not hear what he wants to say on the weekend?

"Your aunt and I are downstairs. Get out and open the door!"

What did you say? Has the wood become a boat? Cooked rice with raw rice?

Although Qi's father was furious, he still suppressed it. Moreover, when he said this, he even gave people a feeling of decadent.

In the end, Qi's father, who stepped on his dignity, is finally the father of Qi's baby. He is very respectful on weekends. Therefore, after Qi's father said that, he rushed downstairs to open the door.

Although the wine was scared away by Qi's father, it was certain that his body was out of control, so when he went downstairs on the weekend, his feet slipped and fell down.

Opening the glass door on the first floor, Qi's father and his worried mother entered the door.

Thinking about it, Qi's father and mother also came to the baby travel agency for the first time, so they didn't know where their daughter was after they entered the door.

"Where's the baby?" After sweeping at the messy table, Qi's father didn't look at the weekend and asked coldly.

"Bed...**..." He pointed to the third floor humbly over the weekend.

Qi's mother listened to the weekend and hurried upstairs. I wanted to keep up on the weekend because she was worried that Qi's mother couldn't find Qi's room.

"You stop!" Qi's father, who was behind his back, stopped the weekend.

On the weekend, he shrugged his shoulders and sat on a chair and rubbed his forehead when he went downstairs. He did not ask his father to sit on the sofa or pour a glass of water, just like his father did not exist.

Bao Qi is a fearless female bandit, and she must have inherited a lot from Qi's father.

To some extent, Qi's father's personality is very similar to that of weekends. He belongs to the kind of master who catches and bites whom, and is very domineering.

"Get up." Seeing that he was sitting so carelessly on the stool in front of him on the weekend, Qi's father said with a gloomy face.

"What are you doing?" I didn't raise my eyes on the weekend and asked sullenly.

"I want to sit here!" Qi's father was not timid, choked his neck and said.

On the weekend, he pointed to another stool and said, "Sit there!"

"..." Qi's father didn't expect to say that on the weekend. For a moment, he was a little dumbfounded.

Although the two just got in touch with each other, his father still remembered the action of nodding and bowing to help Qi's father carry the suitcase on the weekend at the railway station. Besides, how can Qi's father be regarded as an elder of "father-in-law" on weekends, and there is a "son-in-law" like this?

"Have you eaten with your aunt?" Without looking at Qi's father, who was ready to be angry, he paused on the weekend and said, "Bao...cough..." Qi Bao's name is too that, and he obviously hasn't adapted to it on the weekend. "She and I just ate it. I'll give you a bowl of rice?"

As if he didn't hear the weekend, Qi's father took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one by himself, and handed one to the weekend.

To surprise on the weekend, Qi's father also smoked three yuan a package, which is exactly the same as the brand drawn on the weekend. It is estimated that Qi's father bought it at which grocery store.

According to the nature of the weekend, he will not smoke the cigarettes handed over by Qi's father. He is too lazy to give face to the old man. However, the other party handed him three yuan per pack, which made him unable to refuse on the weekend.

It's not that he is used to being poor on weekends and has a sense of superiority. He thinks that three yuan a pack of cigarettes is easier to smoke than dozens of yuan a pack, but that he has found a familiar feeling - fatherly love!

At the same age as Qi's father, Zhou's father, who was used to being ricked, lived for most of his life and smoked this kind of smoke.

When I was a child, I saw other people's father smoking more than five or six yuan. At that time, I made up my mind on weekends to study hard and let Zhou's father smoke more than ten yuan in the future.

Unfortunately, this dream has died.

On the weekend when he couldn't finish high school, he felt ashamed of his parents. After dragging his shabby schoolbag out of high school, he didn't go home for three days and nights. He ran to his grandfather's grave bag in the countryside, knelt for three days and nights, and cried for three days and nights.

Finally, I fainted from hunger on the weekend and lay in the hospital when I woke up.

At that time, Zhou's father sat by the bed and smoked this kind of three-yuan pack of cigarettes. His vicissitudes face was white and bloodless, and his eyes were red.

Seeing that he opened his eyes on the weekend, Zhou's father took off the slippers on his feet and flew to the sick** weekend like a beast, beating and scolding at the same time, and his hands were also very fierce. However, after not holding on for a long time, he couldn't exert himself. Looking at the weekend with his head covering and crying, Zhou's father squatted in the corner of the wall, smoking and talking to himself:

"Ah, after all, you have taken my way. Since your grandfather's grandfather's generation, our Zhou family has been poor. When I was a child, your grandfather also hoped that I could become a scholar and become a leader. However, I let him down.

He thinks that you are smart when you are young. I hope you don't know how big you are, especially if you won the first place in the city in the high school entrance examination. The old man was so happy that he didn't sleep all night.

When you were a first in high school, his family left. At that time, when you were in class, he didn't let me tell you that he left with a smile, saying that he was happy and finally went underground to give an explanation to the ancestors of the Zhou family. He said that he wanted to tell his ancestors that through the efforts of countless people in their lives, our Zhou family finally came up with a scholar.

What a pity! Hey!"

Hearing Zhou's father's deep sigh with regret and unwillingness, he suddenly stopped crying on the weekend when he had been crying. He clenched his fist tightly and let tears hit the pillow along the corners of his eyes.

I don't know where to go to school on weekends. Zhou's father sold all his family's fields. I don't know on weekends. In order to provide him to go to school, Zhou's father was white-eyed by the factory manager during the day and stayed up late to dig coal mines at night. On weekends, Zhou's father didn't know in order to provide him to go to school. Kneel down and borrow money from relatives and friends.

Grandpa's kindness is heavy, but his father's affection is one point less?

Father's love is like a mountain, which makes the weekend breathless.

......

The cigarette handed over by Qi's father reminded him of his father on the weekend, the old man who was used to squatting on the ground to smoke without sitting on a stool.

"Thank you..." On the weekend, he took the cigarette handed over by Qi's father and his throat squirmed. "Thank you..." While speaking, he stood up from the stool on the weekend. He tried to reach out to help Qi's father sit on the stool. "Uncle, sit down!"

Qi's father shook his head, pointed to the foot of the wall, and stepped over step by step.

When he was at the railway station, Qi's father gave him the weekend feeling that this old man was really tough, walking and walking with wind.

However, when I looked carefully at this time, I found that although Qi's father deliberately straightened his waist, his back was not so straight, and his healthy pace was also deliberately installed.

It's the same as when facing the enemy on weekends, you are used to pretending to have a calm expression.

"Kid, I don't care about the stool you have sat on. It's better to squat down!" While talking, Qi's father squatted at the foot of the wall.