Chapter Thirty-Eight: Speaking
"This is the case...... Count it into our peculiar diet. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Han Qi opened his mouth and pointed to these dishes.
But no one listened to him.
The chopsticks are not easy to use, and they will not delay them at all.
Picking up the rice, the rice grains sticking to the side of the mouth.
Even Clay, who pays attention to appearance, is smart and sensible, which also reflects that no matter how mature he is, he is only thirteen years old after all.
Do you think the only girl, Martha, can be sven?
Han Qi grinned, looking at this incense. The voice was ......
It's strange how it's close to my ears.
At such a close distance, it is impossible for a table to affect the sound, which comes first?
"I'll ......"
I accidentally committed resentment in my mouth again.
But Han Qi really didn't hold back subconsciously.
Isn't the least gentle just around the corner?
The little short body is stuck into the plate, and it is a mushu persimmon.
Something like that, anyway. This continent is made of similar ingredients.
Han Qi grabbed it slowly, afraid that she would be hot, but finally raised his face to startle Han Qi. I was red, and I didn't know if it was persimmon juice or what. There is no meat in the mouth, and there is no meat in the mouth, and there is half of it left in the hand......
There are tooth marks at the edges.
"Come and see me...... I'll take a look at ......"
Han Qi wiped her face while holding her, holding her to prevent her from leaning over and burying her. The hand brushed her lips away and looked at ......
The corners of the eyes flutter.
It's just a matter of time...... The four upper and lower incisors in the upper and lower rows have all erupted.
β......β
I was not happy after stopping for such a while, so I opened my mouth and bit it directly. If you have a tooth, it will definitely hurt to bite someone, Han Qi subconsciously let go, and plunged his head directly into the plate again.
"Smack".
Han Qizhao gave it a blow.
He just snorted twice, kicked his leg backwards, and continued.
"Eat slowly...... Hold your horses...... I'll do a few more. β
Still no one paid attention to him, but Shi Gate could still raise his head and answer with a sigh.
Han Qi smiled, and with a sense of accomplishment, he dragged Martha to his seat and took care of the little pig by the way.
"Sting~"
A few dishes were fried again, and after they were really served, they all reacted and sat there, looking embarrassed.
"Very good. β
Han Qi smiled and sat back, and Martha was embarrassed to serve the other two dishes.
"I feel a sense of accomplishment for you to eat well...... I hope it's not because I made it, and I eat it even if it's not delicious. β
"Not really!"
"It's really delicious!"
Several people hurriedly spoke, and Han Qi smiled and waved his hand to signal them to continue.
But I'm not embarrassed. Or that the food is almost finished, which means that the vegetables are slowly picked up, and the practice of chopsticks is the only one.
Han Qi pursed the corners of his mouth, frowned, looked at the little short body that was still crawling towards the newly fried vegetables, and pulled his calves back to hug him.
"Ahh
The little short body and face were flushed in protest.
"You're eating it!"
After slapping her ass, Han Qi glared at her: "You don't talk about you when you are so arrogant, you have eaten more than adults in just a few months?!"
"Ahh
The little short body waved his arms and screamed at her.
Han Qi squinted his eyes and stepped forward in a deep voice: "I don't want you anymore!"
The little short body was stunned for a moment, as if he understood, and suddenly cried out with a flat mouth.
"Nib~nib~...... Wow~"
Open your mouth wide and howl.
Several people laughed and watched.
Because Han Qi said he didn't want to, but when he saw people crying, he hurriedly coaxed him again.
"No, no, no. Are you kidding, look at you. β
Han Qi hugged the little short body and swayed: "Oh oh." Don't cry, don't cry...... Can I not want you? I don't want anyone, I can't want our little short body, don't you...... Oh oh don't cry no cry......"
The little short body looked at Han Qi with tears in his eyes, and slowly stopped crying. Han Qi smiled and bit her little fist to tease her, and the little short body screamed twice, then turned around and pounced towards the newly fried vegetables.
Han Qi smiled helplessly, and this time he didn't stop it.
Anyway, after a while, the dish is not so hot.
It's just that......
Xiao Short Body held a yellow egg, turned to look at Han Qi, and raised his hand to his mouth......
"Huh...... ...... Eat ......"
Han Qi's body trembled, and several other people, including those who also opened their mouths in shock.
"Eat...... Eat ......"
The little short body clenched his fists, and the yellow eggs were crushed and sent to Han Qi's mouth to scream.
"Eat...... ...... Eat ......"
Han Qi paused for a long time, just looking at the screaming little short body.
Half a loud mouth opens, biting the egg in.
"Huh. β
Seeing the little short body and struggling to reach the sausage, Han Qi held her in his arms, tightly.
"Stinky stuff. β
Han Qi's eyes were a little astringent, and he looked at several people with a smile: "The first sentence is not \'Dad\' is not \'Mom\'...... It's actually \'eat\'. β
Several people didn't laugh, and they could feel the fluctuations in Han Qi's mood.
And the little short body didn't seem to notice anything, as if giving Han Qi a bite to complete the task, arching his ass and struggling to jump to the dining table again, and began to sweep up the new arrivals and leftover meals.
It's just that Han Qi suddenly found that the emotions of these people seemed a little strange.
The way they looked at each other.
"What's wrong?"
Han Qi was puzzled and asked, and a few people were stunned, but Shi Gate spoke.
"Teacher...... She's just ...... Are you talking?"
Han Qi smiled: "Yes." Didn't you hear?"
Clay paused, leaned over and said, "What did you say?"
Han Qi frowned: "I didn't say it, it's not my father or my mother, the first sentence is to eat...... What's wrong with you?"
Martha shook her head and looked at Han Qi: "What we heard was not eating. And eating isn't a syllable. β
"Forehead ......"
Han Qi was just about to speak, and when he reacted, his little short body seemed to be ...... Say what to eat...... It is eating in Chinese. It is not a god-given lingua franca of the continent.
The lingua franca of the Divine Continent resembles a partial combination of English and French. There is also some Latin grammar.
Although Han Qi didn't know how to do it that could be combined, it was.
And no matter which Chinese language, it doesn't seem to be a syllable.
It is estimated that only Han Qi can understand.
It can only be learned by a small short body.
Because usually, Han Qi only spends the most time with Xiao Short.
Occasionally, I must say something familiar, the Celestial Empire.
Surely the little things will be learned.
It's no wonder that Han Qi didn't expect that this stinky guy who was less than three months old could still speak so quickly after teething.
Although it's just a "eat".
"Teacher...... Is she talking about the language of foundlings?"
Suddenly, a sentence interrupted Han Qi's distraction.
Subconsciously opened his mouth, but saw six faces of anticipation and excitement.
Han Qi knew that this was the internal skill that only outcasts could learn, and the eating tools and unique dishes used by outcasts, they thought that Han Qi would inexplicably give a language that belonged to outcasts.
But in fact, Han Qi really didn't think about it...... At least I didn't think I'd give it out so early.
But looking at these six expectant faces, I remembered the soul contract that I had signed.
Han Qi was stunned, and he didn't admit it, nor did he deny it. Just smiled.
"Eat quickly...... Let's talk about it after eating. β
Several people looked at each other excitedly, and even shook hands together excitedly.
Like Robertson and Tom.
Han Qi grinned and stepped back, glaring at the two of them: "Let me go!!"
The two of them were startled, not knowing why Han Qi suddenly lost his temper. Apprehensive.
Han Qi had a cold face: "I warn you!!, although I don't ...... But men and girls pay attention to men and women, not men. Don't mess around with me, be careful that you're welcome!"
Martha's cheeks were red and her head was tilted, and Clay laughed, as if she understood something.
And Shi Gate calmly glanced at Roberson and Tom, whose cheeks were unnaturally separated in an instant, Han Qi shook his head, waved his hand and said, "Forget it." It's me who is a little nervous. β
Seeing that the little short body seemed to slow down, Han Qi glanced down and hugged it with a smile.
I was actually sleepy, and my eyelids were fighting.
Rubbing his eyes, his mouth was still bulging.
"Come on...... Chew on. Chew it down and sleep ......"
Han Qi's hand gently pinched her face.
The little short body had already closed his eyes, and his cheeks chewed with Han Qi's movements, and then swallowed.
Han Qi wiped her mouth and waved for them to clean up.
Looking closely, fortunately, the food I cooked today was very soft and not too hard. And it's all vegetarian dishes.
Even if you don't have long teeth, you can chew it.
The hand lifted her little dress. Revealing a white bulging belly.
Han Qi flicked his fingers a few times, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Everything you eat is in your stomach, but it adds up to a lot more than your stomach. It's not going to break, is it?
However, it is generally difficult to fall asleep after eating too much, and it doesn't seem like she sleeps so soundly.
"Your mother is really ......"
Han Qi was speechless.
I didn't realize that a virgin pregnancy is so strange, and it must be abnormal to give birth to a child. I wasn't even surprised and unprepared.
"Greet your mother for me. β
Han Qi put down her little clothes, grabbed her chin and complained, and sent her into the bedroom to put on the bed.
Cover yourself with a quilt to prevent you from catching a cold.
At this time, several people who had already finished cleaning up walked in respectfully one after another, as if waiting for the topic that Han Qi had not responded to just now.
"Okay. β
Han Qi smiled: "I once had a dream that it was in the clouds, and it was very noisy around...... Then I will know this particular language and text. β
"And the text?!"
Clay spoke in astonishment.
Han Qi smiled: "So you don't care about details like dreaming or being in the clouds, do you?"
Clay nodded, "I don't care." I feel more and more that maybe the teacher is a miracle that God has brought to the foundlings to change the status quo. Born to have everything. No reason is needed. β
The corners of Han Qi's mouth twitched, he took a breath, waved his hand and said, "Okay, it doesn't matter. β
"So, teacher, do you really know how to abandon language and writing?"
Stonegate looked forward to a surprise inquiry. His eyes were full of tears.
"Forehead ......"
Han Qi scratched his head and spread his hands half-loudly: "Anyway, no one should use this continent......"
"Then it's an outcast!"
Clay and Shi Gate subconsciously wanted to clap their hands, but they remembered that Han Qi had just lost his temper and put it down. But he still looked excited.
"If you belong to an outcast......
Han Qi muttered.
Several people's faces turned pale in an instant, and Martha looked at Han Qi and said softly: "The teacher doesn't plan to ...... Teach it to outcasts?"
Han Qi looked at a few people in surprise and laughed to say something.
But the six people who knelt down in unison blocked the words in Han Qi's mouth.
Looking at the six people with a grin, Han Qi sighed.
That's a ...... (To be continued.) )