My Ome, she gradually swells

Chapter 118 About "If the Empress Falls in Love"
The street scene along the way goes backwards.

Fu Chengque sat in the car with her face close to the window, looking at the scenery outside.

In the car, Father Fu chatted and laughed with his uncle at the driver's seat, while she and her mother sat in the back row.

Mom occasionally interjected, she was in a daze.

The car stopped at the traffic light, waiting for pedestrians to pass.

Fu Chengque tilted her head, and she saw a pair of college students in front of her, slowly crossing the zebra crossing.The others walked so fast and passed by them, but the two of them were not in a hurry at all.

A little distance apart, the man and the woman had similar strides.

After walking a few meters, the girl looked at the boy next to her several times. If she didn't meet her gaze, she would look for a second longer. If she did, she just smiled and didn't speak.

Fu Chengque's head followed, and her thoughts were like a ball of wool.

She remembered the way she and Wen Yu sat on the bus and saw Xiaogua and Fan Liming looking at each other, and she remembered the way Chen Minghe peeped at Xiao Min outside Class [-].

Is this the state of falling in love, or falling in love with someone?

Twisty, not crunchy at all.

It doesn't fit her dignified and quasi-empress style at all!

She suddenly felt that if she fell in love with someone in the future and wanted to have a... falling in love with him, she must take the initiative to strike first!
Kill the other party by surprise, and fully grasp the initiative in the matter of "love".

Maybe I will tell the whole world in the most enthusiastic way, beating gongs and drums:
This man, the emperor has taken a fancy to!

Hehehe...

At that time, even if you fail, you can shake your head and walk away chicly.

This is in line with the status of an empress!
In this way, when she becomes Ling Jueding in the future, she will be a role model for women in the world.Girls will learn from her, boldly and uprightly confess to whoever they want to confess to, and shout out loudly.

Quack, how nice!
Fu Chengque watched the two pass by, with "disdain" in her eyes.

The car restarted, and the word "Fu" hanging under the central rearview mirror shook slightly.

Seeing this "blessing", she suddenly smiled.

Someone, should you wake up?
If you wake up, you should see it, right?
What would he look like if he saw it?

I really want to see it!

Want to see his face.

……

A rhombus-shaped red paper was pasted on the door.

Wen Yu noticed it the moment he opened the door.

A pig was drawn on the paper, and the character "Fu" was written crookedly on the pig's head with a brush. Looking closely, the word "Wen Yu" was carefully written with a water-based pen on the pig's head.

Such a masterpiece, so childish, and extremely boring, there must only be one person who can do it.

Wen Yu took a picture with his mobile phone and sent it to Fu Chengque.

[Wen Yu]: [Picture]
[Wen Yu]: Big deal!My door was stuck with a pig by a puppy!This puppy can also write!

[Fu Orange Sparrow]: [Cat and cat laughing] [Cat and cat laughing] [Cat and cat laughing]
[Fu Chengque]: Hahahahaha

[Fu Chengque]: You finally woke up

[Wen Yu]: Get up, and when you get up, you can see the words written by the puppy!

[Fu Chengque]: Fart, this word is written like a dragon and snake, quite like everyone, you said it was written by a puppy, what is the evidence!

[Wen Yu]: This is written like dog urine, what your dad said
【Fu Orange Sparrow】: ...

[Fu Chengque]: Beat you to death!
Wen Yu looked at "Daofu", but didn't tear it off, and went to the kitchen, pressing his fingers.

[Wen Yu]: Where are you?How long will it be?

[Fu Chengque]: It should take more than half an hour
[Wen Yu]: Enough, sleep for a while?

[Fu Chengque]: New Year's Eve! !Mr. Wen, how can you sleep!

As soon as the news from the other end was received, Wen Yu heard the sound of crackling firecrackers outside.The sound of these firecrackers has been going on since last night, and it is even more intense this morning.

In some places, early luck will be rushed, and the firecrackers will be set off early, which will bring good luck in the coming year.

There are also some in Jiangcheng, not many, and tonight is the highlight.

There is a faint smell of gunpowder in the air, and this smell of sulfur is one of the indispensable atmospheres of the New Year.Later, I listened less and smelled less, and felt that the taste of the year was much weaker.

Father Wen came out of the kitchen and saw Wen Yu standing in the living room, so he shouted, "Son, let's go, let's go down and get a hang."

Wen Yu nodded, and sent a message back to the other end:

[Wen Yu]: Don't sleep, I'll go down and set off firecrackers!

[Fu Orange Sparrow]: Ah!Wait for me, wait for me to go back and play together!

[Fu Chengque]: Why are you willing to leave me alone to be happy?

[Wen Yu]: Don't give up, come back soon
[Fu Chengque]: Wait for me!Go back tomorrow!
Father Wen took the lighter and a set of red firecrackers, and the father and son walked downstairs quickly, finding an open space downstairs to set up a battle.

Neighboring children have gathered around to pick up the first wave of unexploded firecrackers.

Papa Wen lit the fuze and fled away.

The sparks sizzled a few times, and then there was an explosion of "啌啌咚咚". The red clothes of the firecrackers flew all over the sky, the white smoke spread, and the strong and familiar smell of gunpowder permeated the air.

The children covered their ears and waited for the small string of firecrackers to explode before rushing up and searching.

Dad Wen smacked his lips, feeling a little unsatisfied. He said to his son beside him: "Small firecrackers are not exciting now. When I was young, I used to roll them with my friends. At that time, I went to the nearby firecracker factory to find someone to roll the big ones and put them in the pond. Throw it, it can blow up several fish. You city kids don't understand this anymore."

Wen Yu was speechless, thinking, why are you showing off this in front of your son?
So childish.

Why are both of them so childish?

Can't everyone be more mature?

After the firecrackers are finished, we go home together.

Wen Yu sent the video he just recorded to Fu Chengque.

[Wen Yu]: [Video 01:21]
[Wen Yu]: Look at this firecracker smoke, it's really big, play more now, if you ban firecrackers in the future, you won't be able to play

[Fu Orange Sparrow]: Wow!I want to let go too!

[Wen Yu]: These firecrackers are too small and boring
[Fu Chengque]: Is this not enough?How much more exciting do you want to play?

[Wen Yu]: When I was young, my friends and I rolled them by ourselves. At that time, I went to the nearby firecracker factory to find someone. If I rolled the big ones, I threw them into the Yangtze River, and I could blow up several car fish!
[Fu Orange Sparrow]:? ? ?

[Fu Chengque]: Did you roll firecrackers when you were young?

[Fu Chengque]: Why don't I know, when did you roll?
【Wen Yu】: When I was young

[Fu Chengque]: When was a child?
【Wen Yu】: Late 20th Century
【Fu Orange Sparrow】: ...

The father and son returned home.

Dad Wen continued to help in the kitchen. Some dishes needed for the New Year's Eve dinner had to be prepared early. For example, Wen Yu's favorite fried pork, he had to make it first, and then he would cut it and steam it.

Wen Yu sat in the living room and watched TV. After watching it for a while, he walked to the kitchen. He wanted to see what he could do to help, but he heard the conversation between the husband and wife.

Dad Wen said: "This year's New Year's Eve is a little less lively."

Mother Wen replied: "If the neighbor isn't there, which one of the previous years wasn't the two of them flying around during the Spring Festival?"

Dad Wen nodded, "I can't hear the corner anymore."

Mother Wen scolded, "You do something serious! Go kill the chicken!"

He added: "They can still listen when they come back tomorrow."

Wen Yu walked away silently, feeling more speechless than in a whole year.

Forget it, we children don't get involved in the affairs of adults.

The phone was beeping and vibrating, Fu Chengque was very active in the group chat, he opened it and took a look——

Oh my god, the little angel with a hot atmosphere is giving out red envelopes!

　Crying to death, typing smoothly, and my subordinates habitually wrote Father Wen as Fu's father and Fu's mother... All I thought about were the Wen family, and my subordinates typed a lot of Fu's family.It becomes that everyone has no problem reading the content, and the names don't match at all.sorry! ! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)