"I'm not going to play elsewhere. I'm going to play with my dad. My dad is leaving tomorrow and can't be with the baby anymore."

Luo Baobao said softly. When he said this, his little mouth dropped slightly, as if he was about to cry.

This surprised Yang Ruoqing. She couldn't help but lean down and gently stroke the child's soft hair, and said, "Don't be sad, your dad has been at home with you every day a while ago."

"It's precisely because my dad stayed with me every day a while ago that I was a little unhappy..." Luo Baobao defended.

Yang Ruoqing felt the same way about this, but she still enlightened her child: "Silly girl, don't be like this, your dad is going to do something, and he has to come back after finishing it."

"Okay, don't be sad. Didn't you say that you are a tomboy? Tomboys don't cry. Go and play with your dad!"

After sending Luo Baobao away, Yang Ruoqing turned around, feeling slightly sad.

This time Tangyazi is sending her relatives to Tianhai County. No one can say when she will come back. It depends on the progress of the matter.

However, as the saying goes, one should not be overly affectionate as a child.

If everyone thinks that the whole family will stay together every minute of every day, month, month, day, and every second, then who will go out to work, who will support the family, and bear the expenses of the whole family?

Some people may say that their ancestors have stayed together for generations, guarding the few acres of farmland at home and never leaving the village.

That is the most unpromising idea.

When people go to high places, water flows to low places. Sometimes doing things as a human being is like sailing against the current. If you don't make progress, you will retreat. Being stubborn is also a disguised form of regression.

What's more, Tang Yazi would come back to accompany his mother and daughter whenever he had time, which was already very difficult for him.

Putting away all the negative emotions, Yang Ruoqing continued to sort out her clothes.

Luo Fengtang was installing a screen door curtain on Tuoba Dong's house in the front yard.

It's late spring and early summer, there's a lot of rain, the weather is sometimes very hot, and mosquitoes are starting to breed.

Luo Fengtang wanted to install screen door curtains to block mosquitoes in the house of his mother, wife and children before he left.

When Baby Luo came to look for Luo Fengtang, Luo Fengtang was squatting there, hammering the last nail. Tuoba Xian was standing aside holding a tray with several nails on it. Mother and son were working on both sides.

While talking.

"Dad, dad..."

Baby Luo just screamed and ran over.

Luo Fengtang turned to look at the pretty little girl running towards him quickly, and the man's handsome face softened into a puddle of water.

"Hey, dad is here." He responded to Luo Baobao, stood up and handed the small hammer in his hand to Tuoba Xian beside him.

"Mom, it's nailed. Can you please put these tools into the house," he said.

Tuoba Xian smiled and said: "You are going to the capital tomorrow. Play with your daughter for a while. You don't need to worry about other things."

After saying that, Tuoba Xian smiled at Luo Baobao and turned back to the house.

Here, Luo Baobao has arrived in front of Luo Fengtang. She raised her head and looked at the tall and burly father in front of her.

"Dad, Mom said you are leaving tomorrow. Can you play with the baby?"

Seeing the expectant look on his daughter's face, Luo Fengtang felt so soft that he couldn't say any words of rejection.

He leaned down and wanted to pick up his daughter, just like she did when she was a child.

As soon as he grasped her arm with both hands and tried to lift it up, the weight on his fingertips reminded him that his daughter was now an eight-year-old girl.

As a father, you can love and pamper, but you can no longer play as carelessly as you did when you were a child.

For example, you cannot do such pampering behavior as patting her butt. If outsiders see her, it will easily cause bad criticism.

So, Luo Fengtang turned the hand that wanted to hug her to gently caress her head, and said gently: "Okay, daddy will play with you, what do you want to play?"

Luo Baobao tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "Is it okay to play anything?"

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Of course."

Luo Baobao rolled his eyes, bit his lip, then let go of Chun and asked expectantly: "Dad, I went to play at the old house a few days ago and saw Si Ga Gong riding a big horse for uncle Goudan.

,"

"You also want to ride a big horse?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Luo Baobao nodded vigorously.

"I think of my father riding a big horse like this when I was little, and doing high shoulders, but this year when my father came back he never played like this." The little girl pouted habitually as she spoke.

"I asked my mother if my father doesn't like me anymore when he comes back this year, and she said it's because I've grown up."

"father,"

Luo Baobao stretched out his hands to hug Luo Fengtang's arm, and raised his innocent little face: "Dad, when I grow up, will you not be able to play with me like you did when I was a child? Is it because I have grown up, you

Can't you like me like you did when you were a child? Then I don't want to grow up..."

"Silly girl!" Luo Fengtang leaned down, not wanting to worry about anything anymore, and directly held Baby Luo in his arms.

Let her little butt sit in his arms like she did when she was a child.

"No matter how old you get, dad will always care about you. Even if you get married and have children in the future, you will always be the apple of his eye and his little cotton-padded jacket!"

Luo Fengtang is a person who doesn't like to say sensational words, and he is not good at saying them.

But at this moment, looking at the woman's pure and bright eyes, something seemed to be rushing in his chest.

"When you come back this year, dad didn't ride the horse with you. It's dad's fault. Dad was busy with other things. Seeing that you were studying again, he neglected it. It's dad's fault. I'll make amends to you."

"As for sitting with high shoulders, haha, I'm afraid this dad can't accompany me."

"Because you have grown up a little now and are a little heavier. Dad's neck can't carry it. Can you be considerate of him?" He asked cautiously.

Luo Baobao raised his little hand and gently rubbed Luo Fengtang's neck.

"Dad, does it still hurt?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Baby Luo giggled.

Luo Fengtang put her back on the ground, "Come, let's ride a big horse, just in this yard..."

"No!" Luo Baobao suddenly shook his head.

"What's wrong, girl? Are you still angry with your father?" Luo Fengtang was a little at a loss.

Luo Baobao pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Baby just wants to see if daddy still likes me as before. Now baby knows, no matter how old I get, my daddy still likes me the same, hehe!"

"This child..." Luo Fengtang was speechless.

Luo Baobao walked over and pulled Luo Fengtang, who was already in a posture on the ground, and said: "Dad, please get up quickly. The baby won't ride a big horse anymore. Mom said that the baby is a big girl now, so he needs to play with things that a big girl should play...

"

Luo Fengtang stood up, thought for a moment, and said, "Yes, my baby has grown up. Come, daddy will take you to ride a real big horse!"
Chapter completed!