Chapter 520 Swing
“Yes.”
Erbao nodded seriously, pressed close to his mother, hugged her neck tightly, and said with a milky voice:
“ Mom was busy and didn’t hug Xia Xia for a long time.”
Lu Miao was startled.
There haven't been that many things going on lately, but running around has really made me a little bit exhausted.
They all neglected to pay attention to several children.
Kissing Erbao’s little face, Lu Miao smiled and promised:
“It’s my mother’s fault. In the future, mother, please pay attention and make sure to spend more time with Xia Xia and her brothers, okay? ?”
Erbao nodded seriously, grinning through his small teeth, his voice was soft and sweet:
"Okay~"
The little girl is sweet and well-behaved, and she can be coaxed to death.
Lu Miao's heart softened.
Just like the father of the child in the past, he turned into a woodpecker in one second.
Pecked Erbao's chubby little face several times.
Erbao twisted around and giggled happily.
During the recent holiday, she has been running for the National English Society without even taking a day off.
Fu Jingyou felt sorry for her hard work and was afraid that Erbao would pester her and make her even more tired.
Hurryly took Erbao and urged her to go into the house and sit down to rest.
Lu Miao glared at him, he blinked and raised the second treasure high:
"Xia Xia, be good, daddy plays with you, okay? Huh?"
The little girl is very coaxing. She likes her mother and her father. She giggled and kicked her legs in the air:
"Okay ~"
"Dad, I want it too!"
Dabao trotted over.
Shi An followed closely behind, but stood quietly aside, not actively shouting to hug or lift him up.
Fu Jingyou patted Shi An's little head and threw them one by one into the air.
The courtyard was filled with laughter and screams, and Tang Mei stuck her head out from the kitchen, inevitably nagging her again:
"Just play a few times, throwing it so high would scare a person to death!" "
Fu Jingyou smiled and nodded, "I understand."
Seeing that it was still early, Fu Jingyou asked Shi An to take the two little ones to play with, and Fu Jingyou went to the scrap station.
I originally wanted to see if I could find some suitable boards and build a small seesaw in the yard.
Finally, I saw an abandoned big truck tire in the corner.
Fu Jingyou thought about it and spent two cents to get the tire at home.
He was brushing tires by the well, while Lu Miao and several children squatted beside him and watched:
"What did you do with this?"
"After it's drained, I'll poke a hole here and thread a thick hemp rope through it to make a net bag."
Fu Jingyou has slender fingers. Make a circle inside the tire to show her:
“You can get a thinner cushion and hang it inside the shop to make a small swing.”
Dabao was closest to him. As he spoke, his wet hands were placed on Dabao’s head. I took a photo:
"When the kids lie down and play in it, they are not afraid of falling down like they are in the park."
Dabao touched a few wet hairs on the top of his head and stomped into his mother's arms.
“Mom, daddy is bad.”
Lu Miao was unprepared and was almost knocked over by the little calf.
"Dad is joking with you."
After taking Dabao out and kissing it, Lu Miao said:
"You may think of something, but there is no shade in the yard. It is exposed to the sun during the day and there are many mosquitoes at night. How can we have fun?"
"In the Hanging House Just put it on the roof beam."
Fu Jingyou turned the tire over, scrubbed the other side, and said with a smile:
"Don't talk about them then, you won't even be able to sit on it. Question.”
The beams are thicker than thighs, so they can be made as you like.
Lu Miao thought about it and thought it would work:
"Okay, I have a lot of scraps left over from making clothes last time. I just happened to put them together, don't waste them!"
< br>That night, the young couple got busy.
The electric light was on and the kerosene lamp was burning in the room.
Fu Jingyou moved the sewing machine to a bright place under the lamp. Lu Miao was sewing on the sewing machine, and he was sitting on the kang, holding the tire in one hand and a screwdriver in the other.
Burn it on the kerosene lamp for a while, change your hands and "sizzle" it a few times, and then burn a hole in the inner ring of the tire.
Fu Jingyou was quick with his hands and feet. He quickly finished pricking the eye and passed the hemp rope through the eye.
Weaved a bird's nest-shaped net bag.
He pressed it with his hand and it felt good.
Heat the screwdriver again and go back and forth several times to make four larger holes in the middle of the tire.
Use it back to thread a thumb-thick suspension rope, and tie something larger to the inner end of the bottom to avoid being unable to break out of the hole due to gravity.
Lu Miao was also quick. He chose a few larger pieces of cloth to put together, and stuffed some small pieces into the stuffing that could not be used.
After sealing the mouth, shake out the small cloth inside and shake it evenly.
Then tie a few circles of wires in the nine-square pattern to fix it, and a thin small square mat is ready.
Lu Miao threw the mat to Fu Jingyou, and Fu Jingyou inserted it into the tire and said with a smile:
"The size is just right, the thickness is right, the cushion does not hurt the buttocks, and it is not hot, baby. Mom’s craftsmanship is good.”
Fu Jingyou gave a thumbs up.
Lu Miao rolled her eyes at him and hummed, slipping on the bed:
"Hurry up, turn off the lights and go to bed, I have to get up early tomorrow!"
"Okay."
Fu Jingyou smiled fondly, blew out the kerosene lamp, and stood under the kang holding the tire.
I pulled the light rope smoothly and turned over on the kang.
……
The next morning when I went to Guoying News Agency, the atmosphere in the workroom of Group 6 on the second floor was strange.
As soon as Lu Miao put down her things and sat down at the table, Chen Mei looked around at the other people in the room, walked over first, and asked in a low voice:
"Xiao Lu, did you translate the manuscript a few days ago? French manuscript?"
Lu Miao paused and nodded slightly:
"Yes, what's the matter?"
Chen Mei pursed her lips twice, glanced at the deputy team leader Wang Liming, with a complex expression on her face, and asked without answering:
"When did it happen?"
"That was the day I borrowed this French book. Dictionary."
Lu Miao pointed to the old-fashioned entries on the top of a thick pile of documents on the opposite table.
Chen Mei was startled.
It turned out to be that day!
They don’t even know anything!
Quickly noticing something strange, Lu Miao asked:
"What's wrong, Sister Chen, has something happened?"
Chen Mei hesitated to speak, struggling with what she had just said. When he was about to speak, Wang Liming coughed lightly.
Chen Mei turned around and saw the person coming in from the door.
"Team Leader Chen is back, be careful."
Chen Mei whispered with her back to the door, took the pen out of Lu Miao's pen holder, and said in a loud voice:< br>
“ It’s really unlucky that the nib of the pen broke. Xiao Lu, you just don’t need this pen. Let me borrow it for a day.”
Lu Miao glanced towards the door, nodded and said:
"Okay, Sister Chen, you can use it first."
While speaking, someone had already come in through the door.
Lu Miao saw the other party clearly, and the other party also saw her clearly.
How to say it?
Both sides were stunned.
Lu Miao was the first to react. He did not forget what Chen Mei reminded him just now. He stood up and said:
"Team Leader Chen."
Chen Qinghai looked so ugly that he couldn't stand it.
Unexpectedly, during his absence, the new guy in the group turned out to be the one he bumped into downstairs yesterday.
Chen Qinghai clenched his fists.
I was holding my breath, thinking that this girl might have a lot of background.
Chen Qinghai could only convince himself to calm down temporarily.