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                                         “什么？”睁大细长的双眼看著扭扭捏捏的女儿。
                                                                                                                                                                “贝贝不会离开爸爸的！爸爸也不准离开贝贝！”仰著头，满是可怜的脸上带著些许的怒气。
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           用么指摩擦著女儿有些红肿的眼圈，邹丰眼里闪著宠腻；“爸爸刚才说错了，以后再也不说，现在爸爸给宝贝煮饭去，好不好？”
                                                                                                                                                                得到肯定的话，邹贝放开揪著衣领的小手，站在一旁等著爸爸开门，随后跟著进了屋子，半步都不离开邹丰的身边，前前后后的追。
                                                                                                                                                                “宝贝慢点，别撞桌子上。”天还没大黑，屋子没开灯。女儿屁颠屁颠跟在后面一阵跑，邹丰腿长，跨一步邹贝得小跑三步，好动、女儿片刻都安静不下来。
                                                                                                                                                                正准备去舀水的邹丰站那里等女儿，生怕孩子摔到哪里，轻声喊道。
                                                                                                                                                                “爸爸，贝贝跟你一起。”站到邹丰脚边，邹贝可怜兮兮蹭蹭手里拉著的裤管。
                                                                                                                                                                强烈的幸福感打上邹丰的心头；“爸爸不去那里，宝贝去板凳上坐著，别乱跑。”
                                                                                                                                                                好不容易让自家宝贝消停会，手里抓紧切菜，洗锅，烧火，不一会屋子里飘出浓浓的香味，女儿应该都饿了，邹丰把菜端到桌子上，就看到女儿在取碗筷，石板有点高，垫著脚尖也只能摸到边缘，看著小儿人卖力的伸著手也摸不到碗，邹丰笑出了声；“宝贝还是多吃点饭，长高了在帮爸爸取碗吧。”现在那舍

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