That day, Song Fengwan worked overtime again until the night before returning home. He had just taken a shower and was hugged by someone from behind before he got into the bed.

"Why are you still busy?"

He rubbed against her neck, his movements were very light.

She was a little tickled, which made her feel uncomfortable all over.

"It's not the Chinese Valentine's Day right now, so I'm busy. I'll be fine tomorrow. I have to take Qin Yuan back." She remembered that she hadn't seen her son for several days.

"Go to bed first."

Fu Chen pulled her to the bed.

"I'm very tired today..." Song Fengwan couldn't even lift his arm at this time.

"I know."

Someone said this and it was too late to sleep until the middle of the night.

Song Fengwan has been too tired in recent days and has fallen asleep dizzyly, so he forgot to pick up his son the next day.

The next afternoon, she suddenly remembered and hurriedly called the old house and said she wanted to pick Fu Qinyuan up.

The old lady replied, "Qinyuan is in the Beijing home."

"Jing Family?" Song Fengwan frowned.

It turned out that the weather was good that day, and the sun was not so vicious. The old lady rarely had the interest and wanted to go to the Liyuan to listen to opera. Fu Qin was originally guided by Fu Chen since she was a child. She was influenced by him and knew about Peking Opera. However, it was difficult for a child to stay in the garden for an afternoon. He said he wanted to go to the Beijing family to fish, so the old lady simply asked someone to send him there.

**

Beijing home backyard

Jing Hanchuan sat under the tree in the distance, staring at the man wearing a small yellow hat in the distance. He was sitting on a small stool, holding a small fishing rod in his hand, with a focused expression.

Seriously...

Since he was a child, he hadn't caught a fish, and he didn't know where he got his patience, so he could sit for so long.

Today, Jing Xingyao followed Xu Yuan to the store and was not at home at this time.

It was strange, but today Fu Qinyuan suddenly felt his fishing rod move.

"Uncle Six, Uncle Six-" he said excitedly, "There are fish, I've caught it!"

Jing Hanchuan raised his eyebrows, "The voice is a little bit lower and it will scare it away."

At this time, the fish was biting the bait hook and was struggling desperately. Fu Qin was originally a child and had limited strength. Seeing the fish flapping repeatedly on the water, he knew that it was quite big.

Fu Qinyuan couldn't control him at all, and was so excited that he kept pulling the fishing rod and trying to pull it up.

"Mr. Xiaosan, let's help you." said the Jing family.

"No, I'll do it myself!"

Jing Hanchuan also came over at this time, wanting to see what he caught.

The fish was afraid that it was so hot that it actually hit his hook.

Fu Qinyuan seemed very excited and didn't even notice. He was already close to the fence wall beside the fish pond. At this time, the fish suddenly exerted force. Fu Qinyuan, with the person, knocked over the fence and rolled straight towards the fish pond.

"ah--"

Jing Hanchuan frowned and grabbed his clothes with his hands, but only grabbed his little yellow hat, a little guy...

It has already wafted into the fish pond.

Without waiting for the Jing family to move, Jing Hanchuan almost subconsciously rushed in.

Even if he said he didn't like him, it was the child he had grown up who could not really make him fat. The fish pond was not dug deep, but Fu Qin was too short and had a mouthful of mud and water as soon as he fell down.

"Ah - Help!" Fu Qinyuan fell into water at Qiao's house when he was a child, and then he was a little afraid of water. It would be fine if he stepped on water by the beach. Such a pond was really scary.

"Don't move!" Jing Hanchuan had already walked to him at this time. The water from the pond only reached his chest, but there was mud underneath, and his shoes were trapped in, making it difficult to move.

The Jing family stood on the shore and had not gone down. Someone had already prepared towels and water, because if they went down at this time, they would only cause trouble, so just take it quietly.

Sixth Master can't really be true, and I'm watching the third master...

Really made fish fat.

Fu Qin was a child after all, and his body was instinctively afraid, and at this moment he felt something underwater pulling his feet, and he suddenly remembered what the old lady of the Yan family said before.

"There are water ghosts in this water that will drag people down. You can go to the beach and play on the shore, don't go in."

This is all because the old man scares the children, but Fu Qinyuan can clearly feel that something is pulling him underneath.

He was so scared that he shouted for help and poured a few more mouthfuls of mud and water.

At this time, Jing Hanchuan had already grabbed his arm, "Fu Qinyuan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, with a "bang" sound, Fu Qinyuan swung his little hand, and the mud wrapped in the fish pond and slapped all the fishy water on his face.

The Jing family was confused.

Damn it!

Did the third master beat his sixth master?

Fu Qinyuan was shocked at this time, but he struggled with his hands and feet, not knowing what he was doing.

Jing Hanchuan took a deep breath and pulled the person over. As soon as he hugged the person in his arms, someone was like a koala, with his hands and feet tightly wrapped around him, and the dirty thing on his body rubbed all over his face.

The feet were covered with mud, and it was still difficult for Jinghanchuan to move alone, and he was holding a child.

"Sixth Master!" At this time, the Jing family was already standing on the shore and reached out to take over the child.

"Feet, someone pulled me..." Fu Qin had already attached himself and calmed down.

Jing Hanchuan pulled out a hand and helped him check it. Only then did he find that it was the fishing line that had wrapped its feet. After helping him untie it, he reached out and handed him to the people on the shore, and then he climbed up.

The Jing family stood beside them, with their heads hanging down...

Seriously!

This is the first time I have seen their Sixth Master in such a miserable situation in the Jing family for so many years.

Jing Hanchuan has never looked like this in his life. He pulled a towel from one person, wiped his face casually, and then repeatedly wiped his hands, looking at the little man standing in front of him.

He was wearing shorts and short sleeves. At this time, his legs were covered with mud, and his shoes were even more ruined. The water in the fish soup was not particularly clean. After all, the Jing family was not a professional fish farmer. The mud underneath was filled with a fishy smell, and there were weeds hanging on his head from somewhere.

The hair was dripping with water, and the whole face, except for those eyes, had no place to see it.

He pursed his mouth, thinking in his heart:

The fish ran away!

"Let's wash your face first." The Jing family thought, at least they would make their face clean first.

It suddenly became like this unlucky.

"Stop rushing, go take a shower."

Although there is no sun today, the weather is hot and the mud wrapped around the body is dry and cracked in the light areas. If it sticks to the body, it will be inconvenient to rinse.

"Um."

Jing Hanchuan looked at a dirty unlucky guy, "Don't stand stupidly, let's go."

At this time, both of them were so dirty that no one dared to touch him at all.

He followed Jing Hanchuan slowly. When he was about to reach the front yard, Jing Hanchuan squinted his eyes. The two of them were too dirty at this time. Entering the house like this may make the house even more dirty. Because there are children, most of the living room of Jing’s family is carpet.

He took off his shoes and rolled up his trousers. His clothes were dirty, but there was no trace of them inside.

"Uncle Six?" Fu Qinyuan frowned.

"Take it off, I'll carry you in."

Fu Qinyuan rolled his eyes, hesitated, but took off his shoes.

Just as Jing Hanchuan was about to bend down and take him away, he saw a little guy preparing to take off his pants.

"Hey, Fu Qinyuan, what are you doing? What are you doing when you take off your pants in broad daylight?"

Openly acted like a hooligan.

"It wasn't you who asked me to take it off, it was very dirty."

"It's okay, I'll carry you in."

Jing Hanchuan didn't hug him, he also disliked him...

He took his big hand and took his waist and lifted the person in.

"Oh, what's wrong?" A big guy was at home today. He was taking a nap. He listened to the movement in the backyard and went downstairs to check, and saw the two of them entering the house dirty.

"fine."

Jing Hanchuan carried Fu Qinyuan directly into the nearest bathroom on the first floor, asked him to take off all his clothes, take the shower head, adjust the water temperature, and rush him to the body.

The little guy covered his hands under him, squeezing.

"Stop blocking, let go."
To be continued...