RPAGF Chapter 456: Junjun's Grasping Week
Chapter 456: Junjun's Grasping Week
Two weeks later.
Today is Junjun’s first birthday.
Early in the morning, Fu Ruoshi and Wen Zhixia took Junjun back to the ancestral hall of the old house.
Junjun just started to speak, and his voice was not very clear. When he saw Wen Zhixia, he kept calling her "Mom".
But she still doesn't know how to call dad.
"Wife, let me hold you," In the back seat of the car, Fu Ruoshi saw Wen Zhixia holding Junjun all the time and was worried that she would be tired.
Wen Zhixia shook her head, "Hold me on the way back."
During this period, Wen Zhixia's workload increased after her promotion, and she was also a part-time director of the Burn Research Association, so she was often on business trips.
Therefore, whenever she is with Junjun, she tries to kiss and hug her as much as possible.
The same goes for Fu Ruoshi. As long as he is in Jincheng, he goes home every day to accompany Junjun.
The two of them worked together in perfect harmony and raised Junjun to be plump and white.
When getting off the car, Fu Ruoshi looked at Wen Zhixia's slender wrist and felt a little distressed, but he still forcibly snatched Junjun away.
"Give me some rest." He forced her, taking the opportunity to kiss Wen Zhixia on the lips again.
Wen Zhixia was slightly angry, "If you want to hug Junjun, just hug him properly, why are you kissing me?"
Fu Ruoshi looked at her lips which were slightly pouting because of anger, and wanted to kiss her even more.
"Fu Junchuo, look at how fierce your mother is. She won't even let you kiss her."
Junjun giggled when he heard this.
Although the little thing is naughty, he is still sensible.
"Call me daddy," Fu Ruoshi shook her, "You can already call me mommy, when will you call me daddy?!"
Junjun: "Hehe."
A jeep stopped behind them.
Fu Yonglin got out of the car and took out a Bernese Mountain Dog.
"Oh my God!"
Seeing the big dog, Wen Zhixia exclaimed and immediately ran over to kiss and hug it.
"Brother, did you really bring Cindy here?" Fu Ruoshi came over with Junjun in his arms and squatted in front of Cindy. "Fu Junchuo, this is your sister Cindy. Say hello to her."
Junjun stretched out his little hand and carefully touched Cindy's furry head.
"Cindy likes children," Fu Yonglin said, "If you are all busy, I will send Cindy to accompany Junjun."
"Junjun, thank your uncle quickly." Wen Zhixia said.
Junjun let out a cry to express his gratitude.
Cindy is the dog that Fu Yonglin raised at her home in Europe. She is taller than a person when she stands up, but she has a very gentle personality and is very suitable to be a companion pet for babies.
She obviously liked Fu Junchuo very much and kept lowering her head to let her touch her.
"Does uncle agree?" Fu Ruoshi asked.
"Well, it's too tiring for my dad to raise three dogs," Fu Yonglin explained. "Anyway, Cindy is close to me, so I took her in."
"Isn't uncle here?" Wen Zhixia touched Cindy, "She hasn't seen Junjun yet."
Fu Yonglin shook his head apologetically, "He's used to being alone and doesn't want to bother."
After all, there was a feud between the two families' previous generations. The uncle didn't even come to Fu Keming's funeral. It was obvious that he still had some grudges in his heart. Fu Ruoshi had called him several times before, but he didn't answer.
"Let's go see him," Fu Ruoshi said, "I'll invite him."
Three people and a dog entered the front hall.
Sister Li has already arranged the things for Junjun's one-year-old celebration.
During this period, Wen Zhixia and Fu Ruoshi carefully selected the items separately, and with the advice of the elderly in the family, they selected a total of 12 items.
Fu Yuehan and Song Ailing went to the front hall first.
Grandma and her group followed closely behind.
The courtyard became lively.
"I brought the family heirloom jade ruyi to Junjun." Bai Lan placed a ruyi wrapped in red cloth on the table.
Li Yurong said, "That makes thirteen. 13 is unlucky, so we have to remove one."
Second Uncle said, "Take away the jade gourd. It's empty and has a bad meaning."
This gourd was chosen by Wen Zhixia, which means to save the world with a medicine.
"No." Fu Ruoshi retorted, "This jade gourd is not empty. If we want to move it, we have to move the little dancing shoes."
"Isn't it nice for girls to dance?" said Aunt San.
"Looking good is for others to see," Fu Ruoshi directly picked up the dancing shoes and put them aside, "Our daughter doesn't need to please others."
Wen Zhixia clapped silently in her heart.
The Fu family specially calculated the date for Junjun's one-year-old birthday.
When the clock struck ten, it was time for her to act.
Fu Ruoshi put Junjun on the table and pointed at the ingot in the front. "Sister, grab the ingot and become a rich woman."
"You only care about money," Fu Yueying pointed at the scissors, "Junjun, take the scissors and design clothes with me. It's fun."
"What's the point of being a tailor?" Second Uncle pointed at the encyclopedia. "Girls should be well-read so they can get married."
Everyone was talking about it.
Junjun remained unmoved.
She picked up the ingot, looked at it, and put it down again. She picked up the scissors and the book, but she was not very interested.
Wen Zhixia kept staring at Junjun and saw that she was like a kitten, crawling around on the table and couldn't stay still.
"She's trying to grab the compass!" Song Ailing exclaimed, "Darling, don't grab that. Girls can't run around too much!"
Fortunately, Junjun just took a look and then dodged away.
She was about to reach the end, but she still hadn't caught anything.
"Don't fall." Fu Yonglin saw Junjun crawling to the table and just opened his mouth when Cindy ran over.
It blocked the edge of the table and pushed Junjun backwards.
Junjun giggled as Cindy nudged her. She subconsciously turned her head, crawled back, and picked up a peach wood knife.
"Ouch!"
"Get the knife!"
"It's not okay for a girl to hold a knife, right?"
Everyone exclaimed.
As if sensing everyone's doubts, Junjun held the knife and looked at Wen Zhixia somewhat at a loss.
Wen Zhixia reacted immediately.
She clapped vigorously, "Great!"
Fu Ruoshi also applauded: "Well done! So courageous!"
With the encouragement from his parents, Junjun seemed to have gained confidence.
She held the peach wood knife tightly and never let go.
This knife was chosen by Wen Zhixia, as it symbolizes sharpness and toughness, the ability to cut through thorns and brambles, and it is also very similar to a surgeon's scalpel.
"What a pity, what a pity, why did she pick up a knife!" Second Uncle sighed, "What kind of girl is wielding a gun and a sword? She's not gentle at all. Choose again!"
"It's not a pity. I think the knife is pretty good," Wen Zhixia said. "A girl should have a bit of edge. It shows that our Junjun is not a weak girl."
Fu Ruoshi brought Junjun back and said, "Yeah, it would be better if she didn't sharpen her knife like her father."
"I'm not worried about Junjun being bullied," Fu Yuehan said, "I'm worried about her bullying others. After all, she has never been nice to her father since she was born."
Everyone laughed.
"mom!"
Junjun was frightened by the laughter of the crowd and kept squeezing into Wen Zhixia's arms.
Fu Ruoshi was very unhappy, "Why do you only know how to look for your mother? Your father is not bad either, can't you see?"
Junjun stretched out her little fleshy feet, kicked Fu Ruoshi on the chest, and smiled foolishly.
After lunch.
Fu Ruoshi waited until Junjun fell asleep and returned to the front hall.
Everyone is discussing Junjun going to kindergarten.
Many private kindergartens in Jincheng are in short supply, and some require queuing up a year in advance.
"Hey, where's Xiao Xia?"
Li Yurong looked at the table and saw that everyone was there, except Wen Zhixia.
"She went to walk Cindy," Fu Ruoshi said, "I'm speaking on her behalf."