Chapter 569: Vacation (2)

"Daddy, what are you doing?"

On this day, Bao'er came to Yang Qiao, why didn't Bao'er participate in any labor.

Well, Bao'er doesn't need it, it will be a long time ago, whenever Yang Qiao goes out with Bao'er, this field is also a place that is often visited, so now, if Yang Qiao carries Bao'er out again, the 100,000 whys are gone, that is, the explanation is almost there, and this little baby has a good memory.

Therefore, at this time, if Yang Qiao carried Bao'er or Luan'er out again, it would be like this, look, look, that horse is so powerful, it can carry so many sacks.

The grain that has just been harvested takes up space, but the weight is small, so that this horse, or a cow, will be carried into a hill, and it is not as good as a knight.

"Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming, I'm here."

This is to see classmates.

So, this holiday, for Luan'er Bao'er, there is no homework, no, the sisters will play by themselves, this Bao'er played for a while, Luan'er went to study, that's really learning, no, is learning abacus with Li Lian, her mother, and is still waiting for Yang Qiao to make an abacus for her, in fact, the abacus has already been made, but, Yang Qiao considered, at this time, maybe teaching Luan'er abacus, a little early, so it's like this, Luan'er is just occasionally a hobby, and learn from her mother for a while.

And Bao'er was bored, so she turned to Yang Qiao, no, I saw Yang Qiao painting, this, simple, painting, but, when she saw this painting, she had questions.

Who has ever seen it, painting eggplant, painting half of it, is to draw a tiger, it should be, there is a king character on this head, this tiger, why only one head is drawn.

"Bao'er, look what this is, I'll test you."

Seeing Bao'er come in, Yang Qiao put down the paintbrush in his hand and began to ask Bao'er with interest.

"Tiger, isn't there a king here, it's definitely not a cat."

It makes sense.

"Well, by the way, then, what about this?"

"Red, this is chili?"

Chili, Bao'er is a little unsure, after all, I haven't seen it a few times, and it is good to be able to recognize it.

"This, let's put it aside for now, no need, they, I guess no one knows anyone!"

As he spoke, Yang Qiao easily put the half-painted chili pepper aside.

"So, what about this?"

"It's a leg, a chicken leg? I don't recognize it anymore. ”

Okay, put it aside again, this is Yang Qiao suddenly thought of a joke and drew a bird's leg, yes, it's a bird's leg, the joke he thought of seemed to be, I pulled up my trouser leg, you look at my leg, guess who I am?

Well, this is too much of a requirement, bird legs, look, indeed, to be able to recognize what kind of bird it is, but, unfortunately, this is not for the little baby to distinguish, although, I have taught these common senses before, but there are too few of them, and it is not the bird legs that are taught, but the chicken legs that are taught, and the duck legs, well, it should be chicken feet, with duck feet, is this the difference between Pu and no spectrum!

"Well, I'll draw another one."

Then, Yang Qiao took another piece of paper and drew on it.

"Hee-hee, here's a chicken's foot, here's a duck's foot."

Yes, this time, Bao'er recognized it, and there were two patterns drawn on it.

"Daddy, why are you drawing these things?"

"Yes, brother?"

I don't know when, the little sister also came, there was nothing to do, the little sister naturally, this foot will come to Yang Qiao, no, she didn't want to come, but this foot brought her over.

Okay, this is Yang Qiao's drawing of feet and magic obstacles just now.

"What about this, secrecy!"

The aunt and nephew were waiting for the answer, but as a result, Yang Qiao actually came to say this.

"Daddy, don't follow it."

And the little sister, on the side, has some bad eyes, what can happen if she is not good.

"Little sister, how about it, you want to marry earlier."

"I don't want to get married, I want to resign, this teacher, I'm quitting."

Yes, the little sister really threatens Yang Qiao, teacher, what a noble profession, why can't you find someone to do it!

The little sister rose up, Yang Qiao immediately softened, this sister controlled, daughter controlled, that's it, I can't see these two getting angry.

"So, so, let's have a test first, someone."

"Lang Jun?"

Now, beside Yang Qiao, there are always people waiting for them to run errands, just waiting for this voice to come, I don't know when, Yang Qiao will have something to order, and I don't know, Yang Qiao's order is more or less, although Yang Qiao rarely gets angry at these subordinate maids, but in the end, if Yang Qiao's matter is delayed, they will feel embarrassed, yes, just embarrassed.

They, in addition to the identity problem, in fact, this is really not a problem, at this time, many people are this identity, so what is the problem, the so-called problem, is just a problem in Yang Qiao's heart, but Yang Qiao doesn't want to solve it, so in Yang Qiao's heart, it has become a problem, in fact, there is no problem.

These subordinates, maids, and even craftsmen, in the Yang family, this treatment is not bad, no one will give up this identity, but there are also some, otherwise, how can the people around them be bought, this person's heart, but it can't be seen through.

Or there is a threat, and it has nothing to do with the individual, but after all, betrayal, is betrayal, and there are many people around him, Yang Qiao's only feeling relieved is that some craftsmen, especially those with technology, are still good, in fact, Yang Qiao thought wrong again, these people, he chose well, and he also dealt with them well, so others can't catch them, which is not reassuring.

Because of this, someone in charge discussed with Yang Qiao, whether he was going out or at home, there were a few people waiting for him around at any time, just waiting for his orders.

Therefore, someone will come soon, instead of distinguishing who to call.

"Get me two little gongs."

A gong, a musical instrument, made of bronze.

"Gong, Daddy, what do you want Gongs for?"

"Come, girl, little sister, you two, come here and sit down."

Yang Qiao took the two of them outside and arranged them on a stone bench, one on one side and a stone table in the middle, while Yang Qiao was sitting on a stone bench in the distance, with a stone table between the two.

"Hee-hee, husband, what do you want the gong for?"

At this time, the subordinate who took the gong came back, and also brought his daughter-in-law, Li Lian, and the fourth lady immortal.

"Hee-hee, Daddy, I'm here too."

Luan'er also listened to the movement and ran over, this is the case in this house, once the master has something, the maids will soon report it to their masters, and then, the masters will naturally come over, for fear of missing something.

"Luan'er, you're late, so you can sit on your father's side, help your father be the referee, and a few of you, find a stool to sit on by yourself."

Well, there are only two stone tables in the courtyard, and they are both occupied.

"Isn't there a seat then?"

"This son, sitting is in the way, don't you see, our way of sitting, you can watch the excitement on the side, and you will be an audience."

Just be the audience, the audience!

Okay, the audience is the audience, especially the immortals, this belly is already obvious, and it seems even more immortal, I really can't figure it out, whether it is Qin Qiong or Mrs. Qin, there is no feeling of immortals, but this daughter, how can she have a genetic mutation like this.

Perhaps, Lao Yan will explain it like this, it is because of this that he is the appearance of dying early, all because of you, who have disrupted the way of heaven.

If Yang Qiao heard Lao Yan say this, he would definitely be very aggrieved, how could I disturb the Heavenly Dao, I didn't become an immortal, and I didn't even have any special functions, how could I disturb the Heavenly Dao?

"Alas, forget it, come on, bring a couch for the ladies, and bring a coffee table over, Lian, you can help get some tea, but the two on the other side are gone."

"Daddy, why don't we have tea, but I have my own."

As she spoke, Boa took the bottle from her back.

"Carry it back, or else, drink it now, wait a minute, it's too late to drink, you, one gong per person, one drumstick, each fixed the gong, and it is convenient to knock it out."

There is really something to do, but this gong is not carried, but it is not a monkey, these two people, but they are relieved.