And Ssoft and Jiang Jincheng have been taken directly to Qin Boqing's bedroom.

Soft dumplings sat on the sofa and dangled their short legs, tilting their heads to look at him.

"Dad, aren't you going to work now?"

Qin Boqing slowly untied his cuffs, and then carefully pulled them up and smoothed them out, and it took two times to finish.

"I'm already the principal, I don't have to go to the fourth class in the future, I have time to go around to see if there are any students who skip class."

After looking at the two children over there, one was leisurely dangling his short legs, and his smart eyes looked around curiously looking at his father's home.

The other sat next to his child, holding his bag open and taking something out of it.

Pine nuts, popcorn, peeled melon seeds, raisins, strawberries, cherries and other fruits.

Each of these things was packed in a bag and put in the schoolbag, Qin Boqing glanced at it condescendingly, there was nothing else in the schoolbag except these things, and there was not a pen

Oh, and there's also a round lattice tray.

Qin Boqing "..............."

What is this kid going to do?

Qin Boqing didn't ask him, but found an apron to put on, and asked the two children over there, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Soft Tuanzi looked at Qin Boqing with interest: "Dad, are you going to cook?" Squishy is here to help you. ”

Qin Boqing shook his head, "No, you're so short, you can't reach the vegetable washing table." ”

Squishy "............"

She looked at Father Qin aggrievedly, "Dad, you are so soft, you are sad." ”

Qin Boqing thought for a while, and said euphemistically, "The vegetable table is too high, you can't reach it for the time being?" ”

The soft dumpling puffed out his cheeks angrily, "That's not that I'm short." ”

Jiang Jincheng touched his soft head and comforted, "My sister is not short, it's just her age, my sister's father has grown tall, and she will grow taller in the future." ”

Qin Boqing smiled lightly, "Whatever you want to eat, Dad will make it for you, and you will grow taller after eating." ”

The soft ball couldn't hold back a laugh, and took Qin Boqing's hand and rubbed it twice.

"What does Dad do, I eat, soft and not picky."

Qin Boqing scratched her chin with his fingers, "Well, sit here obediently, I'll go get you a book and take a look." ”

He went to his study and took out a copy of Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales from the bookshelf

On the entire bookshelf wall, there are many books neatly placed, most of which are about advanced literature such as mathematics and physics, and there is a row of children's books on the top.

This row of books is he bought back yesterday and put it away, he doesn't have a TV here, because he doesn't like to watch TV and it's very troublesome to install, so he can only buy some children's books for his children, and when he is bored, he can pass the time and expand his children's reading and thinking skills.

After taking out the book, he saw that Jiang Jincheng had already put the snacks and fruits he had just taken out in the grid of the disc.

Then he took a creamy popcorn and fed it to his soft mouth.

The soft dumpling opened his mouth without hesitation and bit it, his cheeks bulged out, and his mouth thanked him sweetly.

"Thank you, Brother Jincheng, you can eat too." The child also skillfully took a fried chestnut kernel and fed it to Jiang Jincheng.

After Jiang Jincheng ate it, he reached out and touched his soft hair.

Qin Boqing "............"

He looked at the boy who was concentrating on feeding the soft food, and suddenly felt that it was particularly an eyesore.

But you can't throw him out!

"Dad, what kind of book did you get for Soft?" The soft ball jumped down from the sofa and ran to Qin Boqing's side.

Qin Boqing handed her the book.

""Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales" is in English and Chinese together, you look at Chinese first, and I will read it to you again in English after eating."

Soft Tuanzi nodded heartily, "Okay, Father Qin is so good." ”

Qin Boqing suddenly thought of what happened in that group yesterday.

The child is a scumbag, a real hammer!

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Soft Tuanzi held the book, and saw that Father Qin's eyes were staring at him a little strange, so he asked suspiciously with a crooked hairy face.

Qin Boqing's fingers hooked her fleshy chin and scratched it twice.

"It's okay, read the book by yourself, I'll cook." I left when I was done.

Jiang Jincheng stared at the soft dumpling's chin thoughtfully, and Teacher Qin liked to scratch his sister's chin.

"Sister, come here, I know English, I'll teach you to read."

Jiang Jincheng beckoned, and the soft ball ran over happily and put the "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales" on Jiang Jincheng's lap.

"Brother Jincheng, let's watch the horn together."

Jiang Jincheng nodded, stared at the soft chin, and wanted to scratch.

"Sister, can I scratch your chin?"

The soft ball blinked.

"Yes."

Jiang Jincheng's blue eyes lit up, and he reached out and put it under his soft chin.

Soft Danzi directly placed the entire chin with a little soft flesh on the palm of his hand.

Jiang Jincheng laughed uncontrollably.

"My sister's chin is soft, okay, let's take a look."

Although he would love to hold his soft chin all the time.

The two dumplings placed the book on the coffee table close to them, and then turned to the first story.

Jiang Jincheng didn't start reading, but pushed the fruit plate in front of Soft, "Take it when you want to eat." ”

Soft Tuanzi nodded, her eyes curiously looking at the Chinese characters on the storybook, which she could basically understand.

Although Jiang Jincheng's voice was childish, he began to read the words very clearly.

"The first story of the girl who sells matches bananas"

It was cold, it was snowing, and it was getting dark. It's the last year of the year – Chinese New Year's Eve. On this cold and dark night, a well-behaved girl walked barefoot down the street.

It'sfreezing，dayoftheyear-NeYear'danddarknight，acutelittlegirlasalkingbarefootinthestreet.”

After Jiang Jincheng finished reading each paragraph of Chinese in a childish voice, he would return to the correct tone and read English at a slower speed.

His family is wealthy, and since his parents have invited famous teachers in the education field to tutor him, and Jiang Jincheng himself is extremely smart, so reading these is not a problem at all.

The two dumplings held one side of the book in one hand, close together, and he would point to the word every time he read English, trying to let the softness know what the word looked like when he pronounced it.

For a time, one taught seriously, and the other listened very seriously.

But Jiang Jincheng only read each paragraph once, and when he finished reading all the Chinese stories, the soft dumplings holding the back of the fruit plate could not eat.

"The match girl is so pitiful." Soft dumplings think that if they shiver in the cold winter to buy matches, there is no warm quilt and no fragrant food.

Belch! No way!

The master and fathers will definitely feel sorry for the soft, and they won't let the softness sell matches.

"She is not pitiful, because she has already gone to the church, and it is warm and she can eat enough."

"Brother Jincheng, did she come to us, we are not cold here, and we can eat to our heart's content, look, I will eat every time I am full." ”

Jiang Jincheng felt that there was nothing wrong with this, so he nodded seriously, "Yes, we are here to be a hall, the girl died in the book, and now she must have come to our world." ”

The two children looked at each other, then laughed at the same time.

Soft and soft don't feel sad for the girl anymore.

Jiang Jincheng then read it to her again in English, during which the soft dumplings held snacks, stuffed their cheeks full, and did not forget to feed Jiang Jincheng to eat.