The rebirth of a small town, starting from birth

After taking the book from the coffee table with his own hands, Chen Bing began to read it attentively.

Time immersed in reading will slip away from the corner inadvertently. If you don't believe it, you can look at your current time. Did it pass for a long time without you noticing?

Chen Bing didn't know how long he had read in one breath. He only knew that when he came to his senses again, Yunxuan had already come out holding Shang Yunmiao's hand.

"Wow, it's raining so hard outside." Just now when Yunxuan was in the bathroom, she heard it raining outside, but because of the sound of water and washing machine, she didn't know how hard it was.

At this time, seeing the heavy rain outside the window almost connected into one piece, it was blurred to the extent that it was dozens of meters away, and she couldn't help but worry about her husband's way back.

Today is the weekend, and according to habit, Shang Zhengxin should be ready to go home. But he didn't drive to work today, and it might be difficult to come back in such heavy rain.

Thinking of this, Yunxuan went back to the bedroom first, and called her husband after finding the phone. Shang Yunmiao was left in the living room by her, staring at Chen Bing with eyes wide open.

"Chen Bing, what are you reading?"

Shang Yunmiao climbed onto the sofa with her wet hair, her body pressed against Chen Bing's arm, and asked like a curious baby.

"One Hundred Years of Solitude, I saw it on the coffee table."

Shang Yunmiao nodded as if she understood, and then added as if she suddenly remembered: "Dad often read this book before."

Is it Uncle Shang's book? I thought it was Aunt Xuan who was reading it. Chen Bing imitated Shang Yunmiao's just now and nodded.

Shang Yunmiao, who didn't realize that the other party was imitating her, retracted her gaze and looked in the direction where Yunxuan left. After a while, she moved her gaze back to Chen Bing.

"Chen Bing, can you help me blow my hair?" Shang Yunmiao, who was used to blow her hair immediately after taking a bath because her mother was not around, asked Chen Bing.

After hearing Shang Yunmiao's request, Chen Bing, who didn't think it was a big deal, agreed on the spot, and then he took Shang Yunmiao's little hand and went to the hair dryer with her. Comrade Shang sat on the pink stool obediently, hugged her knees with her two little hands, and then looked up at Chen Bing's action of picking up the hair dryer.

Chen Bing held Shang Yunmiao's little head with one hand, motioned her to lower her head slightly, and then Chen Bing turned on the hair dryer and blew her hair.

By the way, although Shang Yunmiao has a lot of hair, it is much thinner than ordinary people. This type of hair does not feel rough to the touch, but is as delicate and smooth as silk. At the same time, the fine hair is also very beautiful when tied into a ponytail, and it will not feel bloated or greasy like white people and black people.

In other words, this is a kind of slender, weak, and classical feeling that conforms to the oriental aesthetic.

No, I am thinking about something again. Why is there so much inner drama when blowing hair?

Chen Bing criticized herself in her heart while helping Shang Yunmiao blow dry her hair. In a short while, both tasks were completed.

"Okay, it's done." Shang Yunmiao, who was squinting comfortably and enjoying the hair blowing, opened her eyes immediately after hearing this. Then, she looked at Chen Bing with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong?" Chen Bing, who was puzzled by the other party, was also puzzled, thinking that she had finished blowing.

"Don't you want to tie your hair?" Shang Yunmiao answered Chen Bing's words in a naive way, and at the same time made a fake action of tying her hair on the back of her head with her hand. According to her old routine, Shang Yunmiao should tie her hair after blowing it, which is almost as natural as washing hands before and after meals.

Chen Bing heard this and simply hummed, and then prepared to help the little girl tie her hair.

But I don't have a hair band or anything in my hand?

Perhaps she also realized this, Shang Yunmiao took out a pink hair band from her shirt pocket and handed it to Chen Bing.

After getting the hair band, Chen Bing simply tied Shang Yunmiao's hair into a ponytail, and then took her back to the sofa to watch TV.

Oh, no, this seems to be my first time to tie a girl's hair. It's not the first time to blow-dry her hair. When Chen Shichao was not around, I blew Liu Yue's hair many times.

Chen Bing looked at Shang Yunmiao's hair with a complicated look after realizing it. How come my hair is so smooth? Am I so talented? Should I record such an important first time? What day is it today?

After struggling for a long time, Chen Bing, a pure virgin, had no special reaction to seeing Shang Yunmiao, the other protagonist of the incident, so he had to give up all kinds of messy ideas in the midst of all the entanglements.

BadNot long after that, Yun Xuan came out of the bedroom after finishing the phone call.

When she saw that her daughter's hair had been tied up, she remembered that she had forgotten to blow dry her hair. Then, excluding the possibility that she had done this independently, it was obvious who helped.

"Mom is going to drive to pick up Dad now. You two stay at home and wait for me to come back, okay?"

"Okay."

Yun Xuan smiled and nodded, and then continued: "Bingbing, I just called your mother, and she said she will be back in an hour or two."

"Okay, Aunt Xuan, I know."

"Also, if you are hungry, there are snacks, milk and so on in the drawer. Yun Miao remember to give them to Brother Chen Bing."

"Okay, Mom, I know."

After explaining these things, Yun Xuan took the car keys with confidence and left home.

Recalling her daughter's performance just now, Yun Xuan couldn't help but think that if she wanted to go out before, Yun Miao would definitely be very sad and clamor to go out with her. Now that Chen Bing is by her side, she has become much more independent. She won't wait for herself to blow dry or tie her hair.

Thinking about it in conjunction with the hair-blowing incident, Yun Xuan nodded with relief.

Hmm? Something seems to be wrong. Independence, is this considered independence? Isn't it Chen Bing who is helping her? She just changed the person she asks for help, right?

Because the thunder and lightning outside were a bit scary, Shang Yunmiao, who was already "independent", slowly stuck to Chen Bing's arm after her mother left. Chen Bing didn't mind putting his hand on her shoulder, and the two little ones sat on the sofa and snuggled up to each other to watch TV. The scene was very warm for a while.

"Chen Bing, do you want milk?"

Okay, pause.

First of all, I admit that I thought about this wrongly at the first time. However, since I can say this, it proves that I am essentially an upright, kind, refreshing and handsome good person.

Continue.

"Okay, I'll drink it."

"Then can you go with me to get it? I don't dare to go alone." Comrade Xiao Shang held Chen Bing's arms with both hands, and there was a hint of coquettishness in his tone.

Without much hesitation, Chen Bing took Shang Yunmiao to the kitchen to get a glass of milk and some snacks to fill their stomachs.

"This is delicious... I'll give you this... Chen Bing, ah..."

Under Shang Yunmiao's distribution, the two of them finished the snacks in front of them while watching TV. When it was about 18 o'clock in the evening, the doorbell rang from the entrance.

This sound seemed a little scary in the wind and rain, just like the opening of some horror movies.