The compliment turned into a beating, and the chicks were about to cry aggrieved.

But he didn't dare to cry.

If you cry, you will be beaten.

Xiao Qin always said that men don't flick when they have tears, only the little girl cries.

In order to show his manliness, the little chick stood on the board and was beaten.

The little chick felt that he was being beaten, but his head was too high, and his expression was too serious.

"You think I'm wrong?" Qin Yihong asked with a slanted glare at the little chick.

"No, no." The little chick quickly shook his head, "I didn't delay studying, I have finished the first-grade textbook." ”

Xia Xiaoqin asked in surprise, "Did you teach yourself?" ”

"Sister Xiaocao taught me, and she also said that she would be able to teach me the second grade of primary school next week, and she herself has already reached the fourth grade of primary school."

Qin Yihong wants to kick people again, there has to be a limit to lying, it's only been a few days since he went to school?!

"What about Shen Cao?" Qin Yihong was about to ask Shen Cao himself.

The little chick didn't dare to look directly at Qin Yihong, shrunk her neck and said, "Sister Xiaocao doesn't live here, she lives in Principal Guo's house." ”

Xia Xiaoqin and Qin Yihong immediately understood that Shen Cao was able to tutor the chicks in their homework because she was being tutored by Principal Guo!

In the past, the god of learning in Xia Xiaoqin's heart was Tan Jun.

I spent my whole high school taking care of my seriously ill mother, but I was able to get the top score in the national college entrance examination.

Now, the god of learning in Xia Xiaoqin's heart is Shen Cao.

After getting a good teacher, she used rocket-like speed to skip grades continuously, Xia Xiaoqin even thought, next year, will she be able to see Shen Cao at Huaqing University?

"Shen Cao is so good and still working hard, what face do you have to play here? In the afternoon, I'll ask Li Zhou to find you a teacher, and you can move out too! ”

Qin Yihong continued his old mother's education.

Xia Xiaoqin looked at the little chick with sympathy, Xueshen can't copy it, but the chick cub is 16 years old, and he really has to wind him, and he can't always wait for Shen Cao to drag it

He.

The little chick is really afraid of Qin Yihong, and he should do whatever Qin Yihong says.

Waiting for Qin Yihong and Xia Xiaoqin to go to the house, the little chick hung his head and went to get the shovel.

Qin Yihong turned his head to take a look before entering the restaurant, and happened to see the little chick cub about to destroy the snow sculpture with a shovel.

"What are you doing?" Qin Yihong shouted and asked.

"Didn't you let me pile this? I shoveled them. ”

Qin Yihong: "......"

He kicks his legs every time, can he also kick people stupidly?

"Go back to the restaurant and eat." Qin Yihong scolded.

Xia Xiaoqin couldn't cry or laugh, and said to the solid-eyed chick: "You carved it very beautifully, you don't need to shovel it, come into the house to eat, and the food will be cold later." ”

The chick made sure that he didn't need to shovel the snow sculpture, so he quickly put the shovel back in its place and ran back to the restaurant to eat.

Jiang Xiulan had already heard the sound of conversation in the yard, but she had a plaster cast fixed to her ankle and was unable to move, so she didn't go to greet her.

When Xia Xiaoqin and Qin Yihong entered the restaurant, Jiang Xiulan immediately took the children to greet them.

"Mr. Xiao Qin, Sister Xia."

The children are old and young, and their voices are loud and milky, and their pronunciation is inaccurate.

More than a dozen voices are stacked on top of each other, which is very impactful and very touching.

Qin Yihong's irritability of "training his son" just now dissipated suddenly.

"Eat obediently, and I'll take you to build a snowman after eating."

When the little chick heard this, he hurriedly said: "I'll go to read a book after eating, and I won't build a snowman." ”

Qin Yihong swept over with an eye knife: "No, build a snowman and then go play." ”

Xia Xiaoqin, chicks: "......"

Qin Yihong asked the chicks to stay behind and build a snowman together, naturally not the kind of snowman with a round belly and a round head.

The task of the chick cub is to pile up another Xia Xiaoqin next to Qin Yihong's snow sculpture.

Xia Xiaoqin really wanted to see the chicks perform snow sculpture skills live, so she acted as a model for this.

The tools used by the chicks to make snow sculptures are very simple, a small shovel for shoveling grass and a chopstick can make a vivid snow sculpture.

"He's really got the talent for it." Xia Xiaoqin said to Qin Yihong.

Qin Yihong couldn't see it.

Jiang Xiulan heard Xia Xiaoqin praise the little chicks, and said with a smile: "Oranges can not only carve things, but also paint well, and sometimes they can help me paint shoes." ”

"Is it so powerful? Can I see his paintings? Xia Xiaoqin asked.

Jiang Xiulan was a little cramped: "He painted them all in the mud, and the shoes were sold for money." ”

Before the chicks met Qin Yihong, the orphanage was too poor to afford noodles.

There was simply no money to buy paper and pens for the chicks to draw.

Qin Yihong glanced at the little chick cub whose hands were red from the cold because of the snow carving, and said, "You go and paint one now." ”

"Draw, draw what?" The chick asked cautiously.

"Draw whatever you want."

“…… Oh. ”

The chick went back to his room and came out with his homework book in his hand in less than ten minutes.

The chick drew a pencil portrait of Jiang Xiulan with a kind smile, crooked eyebrows and crow's feet at the corners of her eyes

It was painted very carefully.

"Tear it up!"

Qin Yihong tore off the painting of the chick!

This scene made Jiang Xiulan and the chicks extremely nervous, they thought that Qin Yihong was angry that the chicks were not good at drawing, but then Qin Yihong folded the paintings and put them in his pocket

The scene made them unable to figure out what Qin Yihong wanted to do.

Xia Xiaoqin understood, and said to Jiang Xiulan with a smile: "Brother Hong, I think the orange painting is good, so I want to take this painting to find a teacher for him!" ”

Jiang Xiulan and the little chick cub were stunned again, they couldn't believe that there was a pie in the sky again, and it was still a big meat filling!

"Quick, thank you Mr. Xiao Qin!"

Jiang Xiulan came back to her senses first and reminded the stunned little chicks.

"Plop~"

The little chick knelt down straight and straight towards Qin Yihong.

Qin Yihong: "......"

I want to kick him into the snow!

"Get up! You soft bones! ”

As soon as Xia Xiaoqin heard Qin Yihong speak, she knew that he was going to turn on the "old mother" mode, and she was about to hold back her laughter.

……

It is better to teach people to fish than to teach people to fish, Qin Yihong did not blindly give money to help the orphanage, he was really distracted.

Li Zhou, who was busy with the orphanage, was even more distracted.

As soon as he heard that the little chick had a talent for drawing, he immediately took on the task of finding a mentor for him.

Xia Xiaoqin also told Li Zhou about the purchase of ham sausage filling machines from Japan, and asked him to hurry up and do it.

Li Zhou received two tasks, so he couldn't stay in Shichahai.

Xia Xiaoqin and Qin Yihong were easy to explain the matter, and they went to Zhong Xi with their own expectations, wanting to see what song Liu Xiaoqing had written.