Qin Keyi

Chapter 16
Qin Keke was six months pregnant and was "grounded" at home, so she devoted all her energy to Taobao.

One day, Tang Simiao was reading a contract in his study, and his mobile phone's WeChat rang one after another.He unhurriedly picked up his phone, unlocked the fingerprint lock, and opened WeChat.Qin Keke was bombarded with a series of news.

"Husband, I saw a baby chair on Taobao, it's so beautiful! Do you want to buy it?"

"Husband, I saw a set of baby clothes on Taobao. The material is super good! It's cheap! Do you want to buy it?"

"Husband, there are special pacifiers on Taobao! Can't you buy them?"

"husband……"

Tang Simiao held the phone, raised his chin, and glanced at the messy big and small boxes in the study. After a long time, he replied: "You have already bought three baby chairs, and there is no room for baby clothes in the closet. Pacifiers... …The cupboard can’t fit anymore, so I’ll buy it after the baby is born, okay?”

"Not good! Tang Shui, you don't love me anymore! The baby has already known that you are so stingy!"

"Okay... buy, buy, buy." He pressed his temples with his fingertips, and then sent her the Alipay account number and password, "Use it."

After receiving her husband's Alipay account number and password, Qin Keke hurriedly sent another emoji of "Thank you boss", holding the phone and shouting: "Long live my husband!"

Qin Keke was nine and a half months pregnant, had a cesarean section, and gave birth to a fat girl who weighed nine catties.The little girl was round and cute when she was born, but because she had a lot of flesh, she was not wrinkled and looked like a meatball.

Tang Simiao named the child Tang Tang, nicknamed Tang Tang.This name is slightly sweet, and he likes this name very much.There is no other meaning in choosing this name, I just hope that my daughter will grow up to be like Qin Keke, kind and happy.

The baby was sent to the neonatology unit.Tang Simiao was worried that there would be too many babies in the neonatology department, and she would carry the wrong baby, so she had to watch the nurse put the baby into the crib before she was reconciled.

Tang Simiao scanned the other children by the way, walked out of the neonatology department with a smile on his face, ran to the ward and said to the weak Qin Keke: "Coke, our Tangtang is the most beautiful, and the other children are ugly."

"Huh?" Qin Keke was lying on the bed, her wound was so painful that it almost killed her.

Tang Simiao thought she didn't hear, and repeated: "I just went to the neonatology department to look around, and my baby is the best looking."

Tang Ma, who was waiting on the side, pinched him, and said angrily: "Keep your voice down, other parents have heard it, why don't you come over and fight with you?"

Tang Simiao didn't change his face, and said with a serious face: "To tell the truth, who dares to make trouble for no reason?"

After Tangtang was born, Tang Simiao had one more task—to spoil her daughter.

At night, Tangtang always woke up crying in the early morning. Whenever Qin Keke wanted to get up to change the baby's diaper or put the baby to sleep, she would be pushed back to the bed by a pair of warm hands. The man covered her with a quilt, almost touching her ears Said: "Don't get up so late, leave the child to me, and you have a good beauty sleep."

At this time, Tang Simiao's words would turn into a lullaby, making her fall asleep quickly again.

Qin Keke is responsible for taking care of the children during the day, and Tang Simiao is responsible for taking care of the children at night.When he is on vacation, Tang Simiao will carry the child on his back, and take his wife out shopping and supermarket, just like a harmonious family of three.

When Tangtang was six years old, her teacher gave her a homework assignment - learning to write her father's name.

Tangtang lay on her small desk, swayed with her legs dangling, bit the end of a pencil, and wrote down the words "Tang Tianshui".

When Tang Simiao came home the next day, she saw her little chubby girl standing at the door of the house with a frustrated look on her back, carrying a small pink schoolbag and holding a homework book in her hand.

Tang Simiao got off the car, knelt down, pinched the little fat girl's nose, and asked her, "Tangtang, why don't you go in?"

Tangtang raised her round chin, looked at him with pouted lips, sniffed and said, "Tangtang is not a good boy." The little fat girl's mouth narrowed, almost crying.

Looking at the girl's pitiful look, Tang Simiao's heart was soft and hugged her, and asked her, "What happened to the little princess? Who said that my little princess is not a good child? Tell Dad, Dad beats him for you!"

Tangtang lifted her fleshy hand, rubbed her wet eyes with the back of her hand, and said in a trembling voice, "The teacher said that."

Tang Simiao saw the homework in her hand and asked her, "Did you not do your homework well?"

Tangtang nodded, "Yes", opened the homework book, and handed it to him: "The teacher asked us to write Dad's name, but the teacher said that I am not a good boy for Dad."

Tang Simiao glanced at the big characters written by her daughter in pencil - Tang Tianshui.

With a cough, he beckoned the doorman to drive his car into the garage, and walked around the garden with his daughter in his arms.He asked his daughter softly: "Tangtang, why did Dad become Tang Tianshui? Dad's name is not 'Tian Shui' but 'Si Miao'." He carried his daughter into the small gazebo in the garden, put her down, He took paper from her schoolbag and spread it on the stone table.

"'Si' is a field character on the top, and a heart on the bottom; 'Miao' is three waters overlapping." He wrote his name stroke by stroke, turned his head to look at the little chubby girl with a shy belly, Ask her, "Do you know now?"

Tangtang nodded solemnly, clenched her fists and said: "Got it!" He took the pencil from his hand and began to write like him.

She wrote stroke by stroke, and finally wrote the three characters "Tang Simiao".Although crooked and the font is not standardized, it is written correctly.Tangtang hugged his neck excitedly, and kissed his cheek.

To be kissed by his daughter like this is like a honey melts in his heart.

He sat on the stone bench, hugged his daughter on his lap, grabbed her hand holding the pen, and said, "Come on, Tangtang, Dad will teach you to write your mother's name."

Tangtang raised his little fat claw, and said in a clear voice, "I know! I can write my mother's name!" Then he slapped his big hand away, lay down on the table, and began to write his mother's name stroke by stroke.

But Xiaotangtang seems to have changed her mind, she just finished writing the beginning of Qin, and erased it with an eraser.Start drawing.

Tang Simiao didn't stop her, but just hugged her daughter and watched carefully.

Tangtang drew a Coke bottle with hands and feet and wearing a floral skirt.A packaged candy is drawn in the middle, with a pink bow on the head of the candy, and a pair of small hands emerge from the middle, holding the hands of the Coke bottle.

Her last drawing was a glass of water, painted yellow with colored crayons.This is a glass of water with a bow tie. It has long hands and legs, and it looks a bit like it.

From left to right are Coke bottles, candies, and yellow water.

Tang Simiao looked at the painting and asked amusedly, "Tangtang, what is this?"

Tangtang pointed to the paintings and explained one by one: "The one in the middle is me, I am a candy. The one on the left is my mother, my Coke mother; the one on the right is you, daddy! Mom always calls daddy sugar water, so daddy is a glass of sugar water." Sugar water! Well, I finally know what kind of sugar I am!"

"What kind of candy are you?" Tang Simiao looked at the little fat girl with a funny face.

Tangtang sat on his lap and gestured: "I'm Coke Candy! Mom is Coke and Dad is Tangshui, that's why I'm born. So I'm Coke Candy, right?"

Tang Simiao admired the child's unrestrained imagination, nodded and said: "Yes, our Tangtang is Cola Tang. It is the crystallization of the love of Coke mother and Tangshui father!"

Tangtang's eyes sparkled, and she said happily, "Papa Tangshui, will you always love Coke's mother? Xiao Douding in our class, her father doesn't want her mother anymore, so she has no father. Will Tangshui's father not want Coke's mother?" "

Tang Simiao didn't expect the child to be so worried.He said, "Tangtang, do you love your mother?"

Tangtang nodded: "Love!"

Tang Simiao asked her: "How much love?"

The little chubby girl tilted her head and thought for a while, and said, "For the sake of Coke mother, I don't have to eat braised pork!"

Tang Simiao touched her little head and said, "You love mom, and dad loves it too, even more than you. Tangtang, dad is reluctant to abandon mom. To dad, your mom is that bowl of braised pork that you can't part with. Anyone Even a single dish can't replace its deliciousness, so do you understand?"

Tangtang nodded: "Papa Tangshui, Tangtang understands! Mom is Tangtang's braised pork, and it's also dad's braised pork! So both dad and Tangtang can't live without braised pork, right?"

"Yes. That's it." Tang Simiao kissed her daughter's forehead in relief.

Tangtang bent his arms and pretended to have muscles: "Father, although Tangtang is not a boy, he is willing to protect mom with you! When you and mom are too old to walk, Tangtang will carry you on your back. You go! Do you think it's okay?"

Tang Simiao grabbed her nose: "Little naughty, I'm afraid you will despise Mom and Dad by then."

Tangtang frowned, and retorted: "No way! Tangtang won't dislike braised pork! You and mom are both Tangtang's braised pork, and Tangtang will never, ever dislike it!"

On the second floor, Qin Keke saw the father and daughter sitting in the small gazebo chatting, and poured two glasses of water.

As soon as she came over, she heard her daughter's swearing words.She held two glasses of water and pestered her in place, her nose felt inexplicably sore. Her daughter's words moved her and made her feel extremely warm.

Sugar can also cause trouble.He likes to secretly play with Qin Keke's computer, and always deletes her manuscripts inadvertently.

This day, Qin Keke managed to finish writing a [-]-character short draft, but it was deleted by Tangtang who secretly played the game.The hard work was deleted by mistake, Qin Keke was so angry that he took the ruler and hit her palm.

When the little chubby girl was beaten, she bit her lip and didn't cry at all.After taking twenty boards, my palms were red and swollen.

Tang Simiao hugged her, blew on her palms, and asked her, "Does Tangtang hurt?"

The little girl bit her lip and shook her head, expressing that it didn't hurt.

Tang Simiao looked at her daughter, there were tears in her eyes, but she held back her tears.

That night, Tang Simiao and Qin Keke lay on the bed and discussed the issue of educating Tangtang.

Qin Keke asked: "Tang Shui, tell me, is it bad for me to beat the child?"

Tang Simiao turned over, hugged her, and patted her on the back lightly: "The child can't get used to it, once warned, beaten twice, so as to teach her a lesson, you did the right thing."

Qin Keke thought of Tangtang's red and swollen palms, and felt pain in his heart: "Tangtang's hand hurts, and my heart hurts too. Next time you encounter this situation, please come and teach me, I really can't bear to fight anymore. "

Tang Simiao let out a "huh" and patted her on the back in relief.

The husband and wife had just finished whispering when something suddenly came in from the foot.The little chubby girl got into the bed and inserted herself between the two of them.Qin Keke looked at the little head protruding from the bed, and immediately lost all anger.

Tangtang hugged her in a favorable way, pressed her head tightly against her chest, patted her cheek lightly with her small fleshy hands, and said softly, "Mom, Tangtang made a mistake, and I will never touch my mother's computer casually again. Mom, you Don't be angry, even if you are angry, don't stay overnight, okay?"

The daughter's fleshy hand patted her face lightly, as if to comfort her.

Qin Keke looked at the girl in his arms, and his heart suddenly softened: "Silly boy, why is mother angry with you? Mom is also at fault, and mother shouldn't hit you."

Tangtang "creaked" in her arms and smiled, "It's fine that Mom doesn't remember the past night's grudge."

Qin Keke and Tang Simiao looked at each other, touched their daughter's head, and smiled helplessly.

My daughter has such a big heart, I don't know who she looks like.

How lucky she is to have a good husband and a well-behaved and sensible daughter in her life.

Tangtang nestled in Qin Keke's arms, her voice muffled: "Mom, how much do you love me?

Qin Keke thought for a while, and didn't answer in a hurry, but asked her back: "Then how much do you love me?"

Tangtang said, "I love you as high as the sky and as thick as the ground."

Qin Keke said with a smile: "Then, as wide and as long as the universe is, I will love you as much."

Tangtang began to dig into the corner: "Then... how wide and how long is the universe?"

Qin Keke said: "As long as my love for you is, the universe will be as long as it is."

Tangtang snuggled into Qin Keke's arms, getting more and more sleepy.

After Tangtang fell asleep, Tang Simiao carried her daughter back to her room.After returning, Qin Keke hugged his arm and asked him: "Tang Shui, did you have an accurate answer to Tang Tang's question just now? What should be used to accurately measure love?"

Tang Simiao thought for a while, not knowing how to answer this question.

Qin Keke was in his arms and became more and more sleepy.

She never asked how much Tang Shui loved him.

The love between Qin Keke and Tangtang reminded Tang Simiao of a children's book.He thought for a while before saying: "When you love someone very much, you will want to describe this feeling. However, when you really start to describe it, you will find that love is not an easy thing to measure. But it can be compared, for example, I love you more than you love me."

—For example, I love you more than you love me.

Therefore, love cannot be measured, but it can be compared.

(End of this chapter)