City: My Baba is A Farmer

"My dear, let's go to sleep, okay?" Liu Qing put the baby girl on the bed gently, then reached out and pulled the air conditioner over and gently covered her.

Liu Qing's daughter Liu Xin, who just turned 3 years old this year, speaks in a milky voice, but just after taking a shower and drying her hair, the little guy is jumping up and down at the moment, and he is not sleepy at all.

I saw the little guy kicked the quilt away with his fleshy calves, stared at his big watery eyes, and said in a milky voice, "Baba, I can't sleep in my heart."

"But if you don't sleep now, if you can't get up tomorrow, what will you do if you're late for school?" Liu Qing pretended to be serious.

Then, Liu Qing guided: "Didn't your teacher say, good baby, good students should go to bed early and get up early to develop good work and rest habits."

"Yeah, Mr. Tutu seems to have said that a good baby should go to bed early and get up early." Three-year-old Liu Xin, listening to her father's words, suddenly remembered what her teacher said, and immediately pulled the quilt away Come and cover yourself.

Then close your eyes and go to sleep.

On the side, Liu Qing nodded with satisfaction.

It's only a three-year-old child, how can it be so easy to coax him to fall asleep, only to see Liu Xin closing his eyes, the two eyelids are still shaking slightly, obviously he doesn't want to sleep yet.

"Okay, okay, Baba won't force you to sleep anymore, don't pretend to be asleep." Liu Qing, who was sitting beside the bed, couldn't help laughing at the cute appearance of Baoer's daughter pretending to be asleep, and quickly persuaded.

"Really?" Hearing this, Liu Xin, who was not sleepy at all, suddenly opened his bright eyes and said in disbelief.

"Of course it's true." Liu Qing fondly touched Liu Xin's little head.

"Baba, I really want to eat watermelon." Suddenly, three-year-old Liu Xin said in a low voice.

"Watermelon? Huh?" Liu Qing was stunned when he heard this, then returned to his senses and asked, "Why does Xinxin suddenly want to eat watermelon?"

"Because Wang Le's family next door bought a big watermelon today." Liu Xin explained slowly, and then stretched out his tender little hand to draw the size of the watermelon in the air.

Wang Le and Liu Xin are about the same age and are one of Liu Xin's few friends in the same community. They live in Building 3 next door.

"Also, Baba, it's been a long time since you bought fruit to go home." At the end, Liu Xin's tender voice seemed very low.

"Be kind, Baba will buy you a watermelon tomorrow." Liu Qing looked at her baby daughter's depressed expression and felt very heartbroken, so she quickly comforted her.

Because Liu Qing just thought about it carefully, and found that he has not bought any fruit for nearly two months to go home, and he is a bit dereliction of duty.

"Really?" Hearing this, Liu Xin, who was originally in a low mood, suddenly lit up and looked at Liu Qing with expectation on his face.

"Of course it's true, how could Baba lie." Liu Qing nodded affirmatively: "Not only that, Baba also bought a watermelon that was bigger than what Wang Le and his family bought."

Saying that, Liu Qing drew an ellipse several times larger than what Liu Xin drew just now.

"Yeah, Baba is so good." After Liu Qing finished speaking, Liu Xin, who was smiling all over his face, hung on Liu Qing like a monkey and cheered.

"Okay, okay." Liu Qing quickly put down the baby girl hanging on her body, put it on the bed, took the quilt to cover her and said, "Nah, let's go to sleep, okay?"

"Well, good." Liu Xin, who got Baba's promise, closed his eyes with satisfaction and said, "Baba, good night!"

"Good night."

Turning off the lights, Liu Qing exited her daughter's room.

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When I came to my room, it was actually the living room. After all, as my daughter grew up, she should have her own space. Therefore, when Liu Xin was two years old, Liu Qing gritted her teeth and changed to a small room with one set. He was on the sofa in the living room.

However, Liu Qing, who came to the living room, did not rest, but quickly changed into a yellow T-shirt with the Meituan takeaway advertisement logo printed on the front and back.

After all, there are old people on the top and young ones on the bottom, and they need to support themselves. After putting her baby daughter to sleep every night, Liu Qing continues to start delivering food.

Putting on the safety helmet and wearing everything, Liu Qing closed the door and went downstairs, came to the parking shed, got on the motorcycle, then took out his mobile phone and opened the Meituan takeaway order delivery software.

It is now nine o'clock in the evening. As the magic capital of the oriental international metropolis, the nightlife has just begun. The streets are flashing with neon lights and feasting. It is summer, and it is also the peak season for takeaway orders.

No, just one minute after opening the software, Liu Qing received five or six food delivery orders in a row. After receiving the order, Liu Qing hurriedly started the motorcycle and started the busy delivery work.

Picking up orders and delivering orders, Liu Qing is like a hard-working little bee, traversing the streets and alleys of the magic capital, and the T-shirt on her body has never been dry after being wet with sweat.

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"Hey, hey, little brother, do you want antiques? Good things, cheap ones for you!"

On the side of the road, Liu Qing, who was about to leave by bicycle just after delivery, was suddenly pulled by a middle-aged man with a pointed mouth.

Liu Qing turned around and saw that he was being held by a middle-aged man in his 40s who was somewhat bald, with a sallow face and a thin body.

In the magic capital, Liu Qing has encountered many times such hawkers who claim to have antiques to sell. Knowing that the so-called "antiques" they sell are either fakes or high imitations, she politely shook her head and refused: "Thank you. , Brother, I'm still at work, I'm not free now, and I don't have the money to buy it."

"Hey, don't rush to leave, little brother." The middle-aged man saw that Liu Qing wanted to leave, and hurriedly said, "You haven't seen it yet, I promise you will definitely buy it when you see it!"

While talking, the middle-aged man hurriedly showed the so-called antiques to Liu Qing.

"Um?"

Under the entanglement, Liu Qing, who had planned to pretend to deal with the middle-aged man, was immediately attracted by the antique handed over to him.

This is a jade pendant in the shape of a pepper, white and cyan, the size of a thumb, with some exquisite carvings of dragons flying and phoenix dancing on it, and Liu Qing was attracted simply because he thought this jade pendant was beautiful.

After taking a look, Liu Qing said calmly, "Brother, how much is your jade pendant?"

"hey-hey."

Seeing Liu Qing's interest, the thin middle-aged man smiled and said with a big yellow tooth: "Little brother, let me tell you, this is a real antique, if you like it, 800 yuan, I will give it to you today at a cheap price. "

Although Liu Qing doesn't understand antiques, he also knows that if they are really antiques, they will not sell them to passersby on the street.

So Liu Qing simply counter-offered: "50 yuan, big brother, do you sell it?"

"What? 50 yuan?" The skinny middle-aged man jumped high when he heard Liu Qing's offer: "I said, little brother, you've cut the price too hard, jumping off the building and selling it like this is not the way to sell it. Yes."

"It doesn't matter if you don't sell it." Liu Qing said, then turned around and got on the bike, ready to leave.

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry, you little brother, if you add more, I'll sell you for 200 or 200. Hehe, 100 or 100 is fine." Seeing Liu Qing really wants to leave, a thin middle-aged The man hurriedly shouted: "50! 50! I sold you, don't go!"

In the end, Liu Qing spent 50 yuan to buy the "antique" jade pendant in the hands of a middle-aged man.

After getting the jade pendant, Liu Qing simply played with it, put it in his pocket, and continued to deliver food on his motorcycle.

But at this moment, there was a sudden thunder in the sky, Liu Qing couldn't help but change his face and screamed:

"not good!"*