pregnant woman back to the farm

Before he knew it, in the afternoon, Jing Junsheng opened the window to check the sky. The sun was not too strong, but he still wanted to take out the straw hat he bought for Guoguo.

Guoguo, who finished today's homework early, sat on the sofa, swayed her feet, and stared at Jing Junsheng with bright eyes: "Dad, yes, can we go?"

Jing Junsheng turned his head and saw that his son was obviously very excited but his face was blushing, and he couldn't help laughing: "Yes, go and change clothes."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Guoguo raised her hands and cheered, quickly climbed off the sofa, and ran back to the bedroom to rummage through boxes and cabinets.Obediently, he took out the clothes with fruit patterns sewn on the cuffs. It was just a set, and he looked very cute.In addition, he is short, no matter how Jing Junsheng coaxes him to drink milk, he will not grow fast, and it is even more painful to wear a looser T-shirt.

Jing Junsheng hugged the little guy, his eyes were full of smiles: "Our Guoguo is so cute..."

After being praised, Guoguo was a little shy, and pulled the hem of the clothes on the side with both hands: "Daddy also changes clothes." As a kid, he knows how to change the subject.

Jing Junsheng pressed down a lock of curled hair on his son's head, and also took out a suit of the same style and changed into it.If it is said that Guoguo's clothes are cute, then he is good-looking, especially with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which makes his eyebrows and eyes very attractive.

The house is some distance away from the back mountain, Guoguo was quickly attracted by the bristlegrass on the edge of the field, grabbed one and shook it, laughing.Seeing this, Jing Junsheng, who was walking behind, also pinched a yellow flower and stuffed it on the side of his son's straw hat on purpose.As if aware of his small movements, Guoguo turned her head and reached out to touch the straw hat, then the flower fell and he held it in his hand: "Huahua?"

"Put it in your pocket."

So, in Guoguo's pocket, besides the circled bristlegrass, there was another wilting flower.

When he arrived at the back mountain, a large fruit forest came into view. Guoguo was very excited, holding a slightly larger straw hat with both hands, and ran up the path.Since the mountain road was fairly flat, Jing Junsheng didn't stop the little guy, but speeded up to catch up.

When the loquat was bearing fruit, the people hired from the village were busy. Guoguo went into the forest and greeted those uncles and aunts naturally, not afraid of people at all. "Well, bring Guoguo to play, Auntie, you should do your work first." Even though he is the boss, Jing Junsheng will not put on airs in front of the villagers, otherwise he will be in trouble.

One of the middle-aged women who was close to him smiled exaggeratedly: "Okay, okay, you go to play, we are here!" This is Jing Junsheng's cousin, who is enthusiastic and helps him manage the employees.

Leaving the loquat forest, the father and son soon arrived at another forest.There are more wild fruit trees here. Looking around, in addition to loquats, there are also yellow skins and pears.Although most of them have to be sold online, Jing Junsheng deliberately kept some for Guoguo to pick by himself.

Although the little guy is not tall, his eyes are good. He fixed his eyes on the fruit-laden yellow bark tree, and was humming on tiptoes, but unfortunately he couldn't touch it for the time being.

Jing Junsheng took out a picnic cloth and spread it on a flatter space, took out the ham sandwich he had prepared, and looked at the jumping little one with a smile.

Not long after, a childish call came from over there: "Dad!"

"Here we come." Jing Junsheng had expected it, and helped Fu Guoguo's crooked hat.The little guy didn't feel annoyed that he couldn't get the yellow skin. Instead, excitement and desire overflowed from his pair of bright black eyes, which looked like a sparkling lake in the sun.Jing Junsheng pinched his son's slightly flushed face: "Hold the small bamboo basket, we'll put fruit in it later." After speaking, he skillfully reached among the branches, picked out a big plump yellow skin, and put it in two or two I picked up a small half of the basket.

Guoguo held the bamboo basket and grinned happily: "Father is amazing!"

Jing Junsheng is not modest: "Of course."