Chapter 112: A Sleepy Bedtime Story

"Once upon a time there was a lovely little girl who liked everyone who saw her, but the one who liked her the most was her grandmother, who gave her whatever she wanted. Once, my grandmother gave the little girl a little red riding hood made of velvet, which was just right to wear on her head. From then on, the little girl never wanted to wear any other hats, so everyone called her "Little Red Riding Hood". ”

“……”

In just 2,000 words, Li Ru read the story for nearly 20 minutes, and it wasn't until she read the last sentence word by word that Li Ru slowly realized that she had read a fairy tale and saw it as a mystery.

But then Li Ru was ecstatic, the little girl's bedtime story had fallen, and she could see the story that fascinated her, and the little girl would definitely like it.

And this story is also entertaining and educational, not only the story is particularly interesting, but also subtly teaches children not to trust strangers.

Teacher Qin Chuan is not a teacher Qin Chuan, he is even so good at writing fairy tales.

Compared to those animal animations on the planet, I don't know where it goes, just take my daughter's favorite sheep village story as an example, how many episodes have passed, and the wolf hasn't eaten the sheep yet.

The last time I went to the zoo, my daughter was clamoring to give the big bad wolf a pan, and there was no sense of safety at all.

Li Ru, who finished watching "Little Red Riding Hood", pursed her lips, and planned to take a good picture of Teacher Qin Chuan's rainbow fart in the comment area of Teacher Qin Chuan, hoping that Teacher Qin Chuan would make persistent efforts to bring better imagination space and wonderful stories to children.

But when she opened the comment area, she found that there were rainbow farts flying all over the sky in the comment area.

"Teacher Qin Chuan is not a teacher Qin Chuan, he is even so good at fairy tales."

"I read it out loud as I watched it, and my son stood quietly beside me for a long time, and after listening to it, he said that he would never believe what people he didn't know again."

"Although I don't like fairy tales, I have to say that the writing is really good."

"Teacher Qin Chuan is so powerful, and the story described is really interesting."

"I'm a big man who watches it with relish."

"Haha, I'm going back to tell my little nephew and let him worship me well."

"I learned, but where did the child get it?"

"Very interesting story, I have recommended it to my girlfriend, she is a kindergarten teacher."

“……”

Li Ru looked at the various praises in the comment area, and couldn't help but bend the corners of her mouth, and then typed a sentence in the input column.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin Chuan, for the gift to the children."

Click "Send" and you're done.

And it was at this time that a little girl with two pigtails, holding a rag doll in her arms, pushed the door and came in.

"Mom, I'm going to sleep, come and tell me a story."

The little girl was talking glutinously, and she couldn't help but snort.

Li Ru turned her head and looked at the pink and tender little girl, and her eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of pity.

"Okay, mom will take you to bed."

The little girl lay down on the bed under the quilt, leaving only her little head exposed, and her little eyes were also sparkling at her mother, looking forward to her mother's bedtime story today.

Li Ru looked at her lovely daughter, and her heart was about to melt, but telling a story to her daughter was a top priority, so Li Ru did not delay, took out her mobile phone, opened the V guest, found Teacher Qin Chuan's V guest, and prepared to tell a story to Xi Xi.

However, at the same time as opening the V guest, Li Ru still wanted to complain, if only when Mr. Qin Chuan would release a picture book, he would definitely like it more than his daughter.

Looking at her daughter's anxious eyes, Li Ru coughed lightly and began to tell her daughter the story: "Once upon a time, there was a cute little girl, just like Xixi, so cute......"

With Li Ru's narration, Xi Xi couldn't help but listen carefully, but the little girl was young after all, and she couldn't open her eyes soon, and by the time Li Ru said the last sentence, the little girl had already closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing that her daughter had fallen asleep, Li Ru gently put away her mobile phone, helped her daughter cover the quilt, and then quietly walked out.

When Li Ru came out, he found that Xixi's father had also arrived home after working overtime, and he was cleaning the living room at the moment, and Xixi's father saw Li Ru come out, and couldn't help but ask with a gentle face: "The child is asleep." ”

"Well, slept." Li Ru also said gently.

Xixi's father seemed to be quite interested in talking today, so he continued: "When I came back just now, I heard you tell a story to Xixi at the door, today's story is very good, I listen to it very interesting." ”

Hearing her husband say this, Li Ru was also interested, so she also gave him peace of mind: "This is a fairy tale written by Teacher Qin Chuan, it is very well written, when I talked about it just now, Xi Xi also said that she should be vigilant when she meets strangers in the future, in case it is a wolf grandmother, it is not good." ”

"It's good if you like it." Xixi's father was also a little happy, but soon he found the somewhat familiar name mentioned by Li Ru, so he asked curiously, "Qin Chuan?" That's the one who wrote "Strange Tales from Liaozhai"? ”

"Yes." Li Ru was a little proud, as if she had written it herself: "I didn't expect that people would even write fairy tales so well." ”

"By the way, I'll show you, it's interesting." Li Ru took out her mobile phone by the way, wanting to show her husband the full text.

But after turning on the phone, Li Ru screamed "ah", and then immediately covered her mouth, for fear that the sound would be too loud and wake up the child.

"What's wrong?" Dad thought something was wrong, and came over in a hurry.

"It's fine." Li Ru waved her hand to indicate that she was fine, and then pointed to her mobile phone and explained: "Teacher Qin Chuan has updated a new fairy tale, I'm just a little surprised." ”

Dad glanced at his mobile phone, and sure enough, Li Ru's mobile phone showed four big titles of "Snow White".

Dad sighed and couldn't help complaining: "I thought something was wrong with you, scared me." ”

But after speaking, I didn't wait for Li Ru's reply for a while, and when I looked up, I found that Li Ru was standing in place like this, looking like a newly updated fairy tale.

And just when Li Ru was reading the story carefully, Wang Xie's two fairy tales had begun to gradually spread to thousands of households through various social software such as V Ke and VV.

From today, more children are exposed to a more colorful childhood life.

The next day, early in the morning.

When Li Ru and Xixi's father sent Xixi to kindergarten together, Xixi was still in the car and discussed the story of "Little Red Riding Cycle" with great interest.

And when Li Ru told Xi Xi that she would tell Xi Xi a new fairy tale that was equally interesting tonight, Xi Xi couldn't help but be even happier, and she couldn't wait to go to the evening immediately.

When I arrived at the entrance of the kindergarten, I got out of the car and ran to the little friend who had just arrived, shouting while running: "Ruoruo, I have a new story to tell you, but it's good." ”

Li Ru watched her daughter and her friends walk into the kindergarten hand in hand, and then began to walk over to other parents who also sent their children to school.

"If you are a mother, I will recommend you a new fairy tale writer, the story written is very interesting, very educational, and I like it very much."

"Huh? Is it? Who is it? ”

"It's called Qin Chuan, "Little Red Riding Hood" and "Snow White" just released yesterday, but unfortunately there are no picture books, so you can only read them on the Internet."

"Xixi's mother, your recommendation must be right, if you keep telling her the story I tell her at home, it's not as interesting as the story told by Xixi's mother."

"Haha, I'm also talking nonsense, mainly because children like it."

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