Chapter 1858 Busy Morning

At six o'clock, Feng Yiping woke up from his sleep on time due to his stubborn biological clock. He opened his eyes with great effort and was stunned for a long time before he figured out where he was and what was going on.

He touched the side and it was empty. Huh?

Just as he was about to turn on the light, Huang Jingping walked in quietly, and the light followed her in, just like chasing the light, which felt like a stage play.

She was stunned for a moment, "I woke up,"

"Well, why did you get up so early?"

"Pack your luggage. Don't do morning exercises today. Get some sleep. When Amanda wakes up, you won't be able to sleep even if you want to,"

In fact, Huang Jingping, who hadn't slept for two hours, looked a little excited at this time.

This is the natural advantage of women. Look at Feng Yiping. He really has no strength now.

"And," she sat down on the bed and kissed Feng Yiping on the face, "Happy holidays!"

She should have just brushed her teeth. Her lips were a little cold.

Feng Yiping kissed her hand, "Happy holidays!"

But it was difficult to say the full name, because in the domestic context, lovers and lovers are not organically unified. On the contrary, in a general sense, they are still two opposing parties, roughly equivalent to the mistress and the original wife.

General couples or lovers can blur this concept on this day, but this does not apply to Feng Yiping.

You say I am a lover, then who is the lover?

It can only be said vaguely like this.

"Hurry up and sleep for a while, I'll call you for breakfast,"

Feng Yiping thought about it, such a day, don't say it, it's really a bit troublesome, sleep for a while, it's really a good idea to sleep for a while.

This deliberate relaxation, and then he slept very deeply, drowsy, as if there was something extra in his arms, he didn't care much.

When he woke up again, it was already dawn. Although it was a gray weather again as expected, it looked reassuring.

Because it still looked like early morning. If you woke up to a bright sun and it was obviously noon, it meant that you had wasted several hours - this is also a kind of Ah Q spirit.

"Hmm?" He then found that there was a little thing in his arms. Amanda curled up and was still sleeping soundly.

I don't know who this little guy is from. Her mouth was slightly open, and her saliva had obviously wet a piece of the bed sheet.

"When did she come?" Feng Yiping wanted to kiss her daughter a few times, but was afraid of waking her up.

"Around 6:30, she came to find you, but you didn't wake up no matter how I called you. As a result, she also fell asleep. Hey, little guy, get up," she scratched the sole of her daughter's foot.

The little girl kicked very unhappily, but of course she kicked in vain. Then, her little head was shaken a few more times, "Hmm!" She opened her eyes very unhappily and immediately saw Feng Yiping, who also looked a little confused, "Dad?"

"Yes, it's me, hehe," Feng Yiping kissed her chubby little face several times, "Let's go, have breakfast!"

"Dad, why didn't you run this morning?" This was the first thing she asked.

"Because Dad worked very late last night and was very tired," Feng Yiping said, "It's okay, I'll go for a night run tonight to make up for it,"

"Here, put on your pajamas," Huang Jingping, with a slightly red face, brought their pajamas over.

It was very late last night, but was that work?

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"Amanda, sit in your seat and eat by yourself," Huang Jingping said.

"I won't," Amanda immediately retorted with her father's support.

"It's okay, this is good, what else do you want to eat?" Feng Yiping asked the little girl sitting on his lap with chopsticks.

"That," Amanda said, holding a small bowl, pointing at the crystal clear shrimp dumplings.

"Then it's only today. From now on, you have to eat every meal by yourself," Huang Jingping said.

But she, who played the villain, would be disliked by the father and daughter, and no one responded to her.

But looking at the father and daughter who were so good that even she was a little jealous, she couldn't get angry at all.

"It's all ready. We'll leave after dinner," she said.

Feng Yiping was stunned, "So urgent?"

"I miss my parents a little," she said.

"That's good," it's normal for her to miss her parents in this situation.

Sometimes, even if we just listen to our parents' nagging, it is a great comfort to us.

"I'll go back in two days,"

"You should deal with this matter first, otherwise they will be more worried when you go back," Huang Jingping said.

This made sense. Huang Jingping, who was no longer entangled, returned to her original appearance and considered everything from Feng Yiping's perspective.

"I heard that you received so many chocolates in Korea yesterday that you could open a store, so I just prepared this," she took a box from a chair beside her.

Feng Yiping knew it was a belt as soon as he saw the shape.

But a belt can be considered a multifunctional thing. In addition to its original function, it can also be used to spur people, that is, it can also be a whip.

This shouldn't be what she meant!

"Wait a minute," Feng Yiping hurried into the study and ran out with a small box.

It was a diamond bracelet, "You have a good eye, I like it very much, Amanda, does it look good on mom?"

You don't have two more, or more of the same style, do you?

Amanda glanced at her mother who was smiling like a flower, well, this dumpling is really delicious!

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Who should I see first? After putting Huang Jingping and Amanda in the car, Feng Yiping was thinking about this issue as soon as they entered the elevator. Ma Ling and Zhang Yan lived across the street.

But things seemed to go very smoothly today, and there was no need for him to choose or struggle. As soon as the elevator door opened, he saw Zhang Yan pulling the suitcase, "What are you?"

"I bought a ticket for 10 o'clock,"

Are you leaving too?

"So urgent?"

"My dad said that we will go back to see our grandparents and grandparents tomorrow together,"

This reason is so powerful.

"Then let's go now. Jingping and Amanda have just left for a few minutes. I asked them to wait." Feng Yiping glanced at the other side of the corridor, helped her move the suitcase into the elevator, and then took it out immediately. "Oh, just wait for a few minutes and I'll go up and get something."

Zhang Yan touched a box in his bag.

A few minutes later, Zhang Yan heard a "squeak" in the corridor, and Feng Yiping ran down from there. "Happy holidays!" He handed her another box.

This box is as big as Huang Jingping's, but it is naturally not the same bracelet. Feng Yiping would not make such a mistake.

However, he didn't know whether the piece given to Zhang Yan was a bracelet or a necklace.

The main reason was that the preparations were a little rushed this time. He only knew that they would be back yesterday, so he really took a break from the busy schedule and went to Myeongdong yesterday.

Next year, he thinks customization might be a good idea.

"Happy holidays!" Zhang Yan also took out a box from her bag, which she also bought yesterday afternoon.

"Thank you," this is what a tie should look like.

They seemed to have a tacit understanding.

"When will you go to Sanya?"

"You have to go there if you stay at home for at most three days, and you can't go to the store over there," Zhang Yan said.

"There's no need to rush. I think it's good to stay at home until after 15 and then go there. Don't be more tired than when you work in a hotel." Looking at the elevator going down level by level, Feng had no time to waste time. Yiping hugged Zhang Yan very simply and domineeringly, "That's not our original intention,"

Zhang Yan stayed in his arms obediently for a while, it felt really good!

After firmly remembering the feeling of this moment, Zhang Yan immediately used his hands to push him open, "Why are you tired? I like those things!"

Of course I know this, otherwise why would I suggest you open a bakery with Jin Ling?

"I will come to see you," Feng Yiping said. "You have to take care of yourself. If you have urgent problems to solve then, just tell the hotel directly."

"Ok, I know,"

"Or, you can consider staying in a hotel now," Feng Yiping knew that she had always been timid. If she were to live alone in a house, she would definitely not be able to sleep well that night.

But now it is really difficult for her to live in the staff dormitory anymore.

"The top floor, or the villa behind the hotel, you can choose whatever you want,"

"No, I can solve these problems." Zhang Yan actually had some changes now. "I also want to follow the example you did when you opened a noodle shop, and turn the bakery into a chain brand. Your noodle shop is not a franchise brand. Have many fellow villagers become rich? I want to try it too,"

"What's wrong with you?" She looked at the stunned Feng Yiping and asked.

"It's nothing, it's pretty good," Feng Yiping said after coming back to his senses.

Even she has changed so much now?

"I think it's really good. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly."

The elevator arrived just in time, and Wen Hui was already waiting at the elevator entrance. He nodded to Feng Yiping and Zhang Yan. He really didn't know how to address Zhang Yan, so he simply picked up his suitcase and left.

"Go back, remember not to work too hard," Zhang Yan held Feng Yiping's hand.

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When I finally saw Vincent, it was already past 8 o'clock. As soon as Ma Ling opened the door, he yelled "Dad," and ran over happily.

"Hehehe," Feng Yiping hugged him and sat on the sofa, "I looked at it and it seems that I have grown taller again. Do you miss daddy?"

"Think," Vincent shouted with the energy of answering questions in kindergarten.

"He hasn't eaten yet. He must wait for you to eat together." Ma Ling lay on the sofa and watched the two of them making trouble.

"Why haven't you eaten yet? You must be starving. Let's go and eat now." He told Wu Qian and asked the restaurant to deliver the food.

Then he explained why he came just now, "Zhang Yan and Jingping just left."

"Walk?"

"Yes, go back to your parents' house,"

"Why are everyone gone?" Ma Ling was a little confused.

"Tell Dad, were you disobedient last night and made Mommy unable to sleep? Look at Mommy's big dark circles. Does it look like a panda?"

"Hehe, like,"

"Is it really that obvious?" Ma Ling immediately stopped thinking about the question and covered his eyes with both hands.

"It's really obvious. Is it because the jet lag hasn't reversed yet?" Feng Yiping asked.

"That's right," Ma Ling said, "I was very late talking about work with them yesterday."

"Then continue to sleep after breakfast,"

"No, I won't sleep, I want you to play with me," Vincent yelled.

"Okay, I'll play with you and let mom sleep. Come, let's have breakfast,"

It was Ma Ling's turn to blush. The word sleep can be a noun or a verb. He felt that what Feng Yiping said now seemed to mean a verb.

On this morning, this was indeed her subjective assumption.

What Feng Yiping just said is definitely a noun.

"When you arrive in China, you have to eat the special breakfast here. Look, these are dumplings, these are wontons, these are fried noodles, these are fried noodles with soybean paste..." Feng Yiping pointed to the dazzling array of breakfast items already laid out on the dining table. , with all the introductions, he really couldn't eat it, "Try it and see what you like,"

As expected, Vincent went for the seafood noodles with shrimps. Feng Yiping believed that if there were large noodles, he would definitely choose the large noodles. This guy didn't like those that looked plain.

Ma Ling took Feng Yiping's hand and said, "Those things on the Internet are no problem, right?"

"Don't worry, it's no problem," Feng Yiping said.

"Where's grandpa?" Ma Ling asked suddenly, "You think Vincent should be allowed to go see him."

This is a problem.

Not only was Vincent asked to visit his grandfather, but he also had to think about whether he had to tell his parents this time? To be honest, Feng Yiping still doesn't think about it well now.

When his cell phone rang, he looked at it and saw that he had to answer it, "Happy New Year, Mr. Xiang!"

"Have a happy new year," Xiang Xiaofang's voice sounded a little strange to Feng Yiping. Why was she so behaved today?

As usual, if he calls her Mr. Xiang, doesn't she have to say "Feng, the richest man" in return?

Following her words, Feng Yiping became uneasy, "Your grandpa wants to see me?"