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[150] Child without a father 1

After cooking the porridge for breakfast, he brought it out to his daughter. Seeing that her daughter was being served by two little brothers and wearing socks, Chu Qingman frowned: "Can't you wear it anymore?"
After being criticized by Moma, Nuannuan quickly pulled the socks on her feet with her little hands.
My sister’s mommy is so strict. Xiao Yan is saliva.
Mu Suye stared at her sister and put her socks in neatly.
"Have the gloves given by Liang Anshun arrived?" Chu Qingman found the gift from his old classmate's son, picked up the small gloves and looked left and right.
Just like what Liang Anshun said, it is a pair of furry white rabbit gloves, which are so cute.
Knowing that her sister likes rabbits, Liang Anshun brought rabbit gloves and put them in love with her sister.
Xiao Yan was almost angry and regretted that he had not bought anything and allowed him to take the lead.
"Look at Dai Dai, my brother gave it to you." Chu Qingman put the gloves on his daughter.
Nuannuan's little hands put on the gloves given by her brother, waved her two little hands to show everyone: Is it good-looking?
Mu Suye immediately remembered the previous strategy of his best friend and waited for his best friend to play the show.
Xiao Yan's little mouth was full of energy and was waiting for the best time to speak.
Unexpectedly, my sister's mother spoke first.
"It looks great." Chu Qingman nodded to his daughter and gave a thumbs up.
Moma said it looked good, Nuannuan waved her small gloves again.
Xiao Yan's little face turned off: My sister's mother said it was good. If he said it was not good, would he slap my sister's mother in the face?
Seeing the embarrassed face of the little friend beside him, Mu Suye tried hard to endure the smile that overflowed to the corner of his mouth.
"Eat breakfast." Chu Qingman urged his daughter to have a meal.
Nuannuan sat at the dining table and picked up a small spoon to feed herself the porridge: the porridge cooked by Mama is fragrant, which is mushroom meat-foamed coriander porridge. The fragrant coriander is Nuannuan’s favorite.
My sister's little mouth sucks the food one by one.
Xiao Yan, who was cheering up, lay on the table where his sister was eating, and was like a puppy wagging his tail, saying: "Sister, my brother gives you a little white rabbit hat. Do you like it?"
Kazkaz chewed small minced meat, looked back at her brother with a warm and cute little eyes, and the little spoon kept feeding herself a bite of porridge: I'm hungry~
After being stunned, Xiao Yan then realized the truth, immediately changed his strategy, slapped the table and said, "Sister, can you give you the big white rabbit milk candy?"
What I eat is sugar!
Nuannuan swears, raised her face and pointed her little head at her brother.
Haha clams~
Xiao Yan laughed wildly.
Liang Anshun is a fool!
How could my sister like any gloves? I threw the gloves aside.
My sister likes snacks!
Dancing, Xiao Yan turned around and called his elder brother to help buy the big white rabbit milk candy.
On weekends, Chu Qingman, as a mother, had no room to rest and took advantage of the holiday to clean up the miscellaneous items at home.
I was busy with housework and the children were full of things.
All items, including toys and stationery, need to be disinfected once a week.
After all, I was sweating when I suddenly heard the sound of cars downstairs.
I glanced down from the window: It was a somewhat familiar Mercedes-Benz.
The car door opened, revealing Xiao Feng's strong body.
The president of Xiao did not say hello and suddenly rushed to the door of her house!
Chu Qingman frowned slightly, and was confused, and came to the door to greet the president: "Hello, Mr. Xiao, is there anything wrong with the company?"
"It's okay in the company. My brother said that your daughter likes the big white rabbit milk candy and asked me to bring it over." Xiao Feng took out a bag of the big white rabbit milk candy and said to her.
Big White Rabbit Milk Candy? The confused Chu Qingman looked back at his daughter: What are you doing?
Nuannuan shook her little head to Mama: Nuannuan was wronged, Nuannuan did nothing.
"Auntie, I asked my elder brother to buy it." Xiao Yan answered everyone's questions and walked over to take the milk candy to eat for his sister.
It turned out that it was the little brother of the Xiao family who pleased her daughter. Chu Qingman sighed in his heart.
Xiao Feng, who had given milk candy, came in to visit her house for the first time and said, "Your house is average. Doesn't the company provide employee dormitories? Jingnan can help you arrange a better house."
"No." Chu Qingman refused. She chose this place because it was low-key and unobtrusive.
In the stairs, a group of neighbors talked about the new situation in the residential community.
"A reporter appeared at the entrance of our community and I don't know who to take a photo."
"How do you know those people are journalists?"
"Aren't you a reporter holding a camera?"
"Yes!" Xiao Feng punched his palm, remembering that when he drove over, he saw two or three people standing by the gate. At first glance, he looked like a reporter interviewing and reporting. It was not surprising that the residents of the community misunderstood. It was just that Xiao Feng had a lot of contact with the media circle and did not think that these people would be simple newspaper staff.
A camera that is too professional is the outfit of a professional photographer. The reporter cannot use it. The reporter interviewed the photographer and accompanied him. The photographer was carrying a video recorder, not a SLR camera.
"Is anyone here going to hold a wedding?" Xiao Feng asked Chu Qingman. If someone holds a wedding, professional photographers need it.
Chu Qingman shook his head, never heard of anyone in the community going to have a wedding today.
Strangely, professional photographers appeared at the entrance of ordinary old residential communities with SLR cameras, and the probability of this happening itself is almost zero. These photographers with cameras are like paparazzi on standby, waiting for opportunities to secretly take photos of big stars.
Thinking of this, Xiao Feng suddenly glanced at Nuannuan, who was chewing the big white rabbit milk candy in his little mouth:
Depend on!
This child is so cute when eating a candy!
It makes him, the president of Xiao, greedy.
Bang!
Xiao Feng patted his hand on his thigh: "I know what's going on."
"Brother, what did you say?" Xiao Yan raised his head and asked. His little hand didn't stop, and he kept helping his sister peel milk candy and candy wrappers.
"I guess, they are standing at the gate of your community, maybe they want to take photos of your daughter secretly." Xiao Feng pointed at Chu Qingman with one hand and concluded.
"Take a photo of my daughter?" Chu Qingman felt very ridiculous and laughed and cried. "My daughter is not a big star and has no value. If they take photos, they can't cause big news. What's the use of photos that can't be sold at value?"
Unexpectedly, this woman is quite familiar with the media industry. Xiao Feng, who was refuted by her, could not say anything against him for a moment.
Passers-by are passers-by, and celebrities are stars. Public figures are public figures, which is a world of difference from ordinary residents. This is even more so in the era of media news bombing.
Media reports on news need to grasp the identity of the master to make a big fuss. No one can read the trivial matters of ordinary people’s lives.
After dinner, the common people chat with their toes and chat about gossip. They are not waiting to see the lives of people who are exactly the same as themselves. That seems so sad.
Professional photographers need to support their families and make money. The photos they take need to be sold by someone. Taking photos of celebrities is much more valuable than taking children from casual residents’ homes.
No one will do such a worthless thing.
Nuannuan may have eye-catching little beauty, but it’s useless. Nuannuan is not a little princess. If Nuannuan is a little princess in the royal family, no matter how ugly he is, someone will take pictures of him.
Chapter completed!
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