The most classic parent-child activity is three people and three feet, that is, two legs are tied together, one leg is not allowed to use, jump forward, pass the balloon in hand to the big box in front, and the one who carries the most wins.

Because of the great height difference between us, the Dean specially approved that sang Qi could hold sugar for the competition. Sang Qi and I had two legs tied together. Since I went to school, my motor nerve was not very developed. Now I'm tied up with one leg to jump like a zombie, and I feel even less energetic.

But sang Qi is a good athlete, he told me in my ear: "follow my rhythm."

The phone hung up. I was holding the phone. There was a short circuit in my brain.

"Not on the phone. I just got to the door, waiting for you."

"Well?" I was a little confused: "on the phone?"

"Do you want to talk to me now?"

"At least say goodbye."

Well, what do you call when everyone's gone?

Connected, put in ear, sang Qi's voice from the microphone: "you just want to send me?"

The mobile phone rang on the bedside table. I went to pick it up and saw that it was sang Qi.

I sighed, closing the window and closing the curtains.

I watched his car drive out of the garden and the red taillights disappeared from my view.

I don't know how long he will go abroad and when he will come back. I went back to my room and hid behind the curtains to see him. Cai Bajin opened the door at the door. Sang Qi bent down and sat in directly.

He didn't look back at all, and he didn't mean to say goodbye to me.

As soon as I put sugar to sleep, sang Qi was ready to leave. I wanted to send him out, but when I came out of sugar's room, I saw his back just walking downstairs.

So, as a wife, I don't even have the function of packing.

After dinner, sang Qi sent us home. I had to pack up for him. He said he didn't need to bring anything. He just bought what he needed.

We are just like the most ordinary couple. We have nothing to say when we go out for a meal. In fact, I can enjoy the peace, but I'm afraid it will be swallowed up by the distance between sang Qi and me.

When he finished, he was editing e-mails and telling his subordinates to deal with affairs. When I was full, I watched sugar eat.

"Don't worry, when you finish eating."

"Let's go back then!"

"I'll leave when I see you back tonight."

"When do you leave?"

"Well."

"Are you going abroad?"

"Well, an overseas company has a project to deal with."

I asked him, "what's the matter?"

He was very busy. The phone rang all the time. He got up again to answer the phone and came back. Just as he sat down, the phone rang again.

I don't know why I suddenly feel down. Mingming sangqi is beside me, but I always feel that he is far away from me.

"Er, it's because..." how can I tell him that the adult world is usually not sad to eat something bad.

"Then why do you sigh?"

"Delicious

I can't help but sigh, white sugar is eating happily, hear me sigh, then raised his head, a face of tomato sauce: "Mom, your macaroni is not delicious?"

Memories of our past are always full of sweetness. Now sangqi is in front of me, but it has become a polite couple.

Sang Qi ate baked rice. I remember that he didn't like this kind of sticky food very much. At that time, we ate spaghetti. In order to make him eat, we took one of the noodles and ate it in the middle. Finally, we had to kiss each other.

I ordered a cheese waterfall and dipped it with French fries. I like cheese, but there's a risk of fat explosion after eating it. Now I'm not my little sister in my early twenties, and my metabolism is much slower than in previous years.

It's very healing to see white sugar eating. Every time he eats chicken wings and chips, it's like he's hungry.

I especially like to eat Italian cream food. Gu Yu always says it looks disgusting, but she eats more than me every time.

I ordered French fries and chicken wings that white sugar liked, and ordered cream mushroom soup and cream macaroni for myself.

We take sugar to eat twisted chips. This restaurant is where I meet sang Qi and Sheng Yan with sugar.

When he said this sentence, I naturally thought of the scene that sang Qi beat Tang Zizhe hard. Does this sentence also apply to him?

His lips with a faint smile: "when a man is willing to move his fist for his woman, that he loves her."

"When a man defends a woman, will he only use his fist?"

"Fortunately, it didn't fall apart."

"What did dimple look like?"

I knew that when I called Nan Huaijin, he was so calm that there must be an outbreak.

"Well."

"Dimbo?"He said and looked back at me: "Nan Huaijin went to Duancheng and beat Gu Yu's blind date."

Gu Yu and I just hung up. Sang Qi is also on the phone.

I called Gu Yu and said that I would take sugar to eat twisted potato chips in the evening. I asked her if she would like to come. She said that your family would have three bites. She was eating her spicy crab at home.

He got the final sugar or gave the box of crayons to the little girl, and finally won the little girl's sweet kiss on his cheek.

When I was young, I would tease my sister, and my aunt would laugh.

"That's what I helped you win!"

The big eyes of the sheep's horn braid still turned with tears: "you give it to me, you will not have it yourself."

"Here you are!"

I just wanted to ask him if he would give the pen to the crying sheep horn braid. Before I could ask, he ran to the girl with the crayon and handed it to her very generously.

Sugar won his crayon and held it high above his head, proud like a little tiger.

I'm a happy 1.6-meter-old fool. We won the first place in the second parent-child activity because of the mulberry flag.

Exercise makes people happy. I forget the messy things.

We won the first place in this activity, and now we have two firsts. The rest of the activity won a place at random, and sugar's 36 color crayon won it steadily.

I don't know if sangqi is the kind of person who has a strong heart to win or lose. In a word, I used to be, maybe I wanted to win 36 color crayons for sugar, so I jumped very hard.

I, a sports idiot, can limp forward with his rhythm under his words and deeds. Sugar's excited saliva is about to drip down, shouting: "come on, mom, come on! Come on, mom

It took several seconds for me to react. Is it difficult that sang Qi hasn't left yet? Now wait outside the garden for me to say goodbye to him?

I put on a pajama in a hurry and ran out of the room until I ran to the gate. Sang Qi stood outside the car waiting for me. The night was thick and the light moonlight was on his shoulder.

He beckoned to me.