Chapter 413: A Little Bedtime Story
For the distribution and sales of "Fairy Tale King", there will not be too many people in the book market, and probably the fairy tale department of Yinlan Library will always pay attention to the response of the first issue of the magazine.
But as far as the daytime goes, there's not a lot of valuable feedback online.
It's evening.
In the living room of a certain community.
A certain mother put down the book in her hand under the light: "This issue of the Poirot series is good, the trick setting is unexpected, and it feels more exciting than the previous issue......"
At this moment, two children were making noise in the living room.
Mom looked at the time and said helplessly: "Honghong, obviously, it's time to sleep." ”
"I'd like to play a little longer. ”
The seven-year-old son was obviously playing with a toy racing car.
The mother looked at her nine-year-old daughter: "Honghong, you are the older sister, set an example for the younger brother and go to sleep." ”
"Okay. ”
Honghong obediently entered the bedroom.
Hua Hua saw her sister enter the bedroom, so she could only follow up with a chirp, and shouted, "Then mom will tell me a story!"
"Good, good. ”
Mom looked spoiled, and picked up the "Fairy Tale King" that she bought back with the Poirot series during the day.
She is a fan of Chu Mad and especially likes the Poirot series, and buys every issue.
And there is said to be a work in "Fairy Tale King" that is Chu Mad, and she bought a copy by the way in the spirit of supporting idols.
Although I am not interested in fairy tales, I can tell them to my son at night.
Ten minutes later.
Honghong and Ming Ming were lying on the bed.
Mom took the unsealed "Fairy Tale King" and found the first story: "Today Mom will tell you a ......"
"Mom!"
Seeing his mother holding a strange storybook in her hand, Hua Hua didn't follow:
"I want to listen to the story of the little turtle, I don't want to listen to other stories!"
Hearing this, my mother couldn't help but helplessly say: "Huahua, look, we have heard the story of the little turtle many times in a row, why don't we change it to a new story......"
"No, just listen to the little turtle!" Hua Hua said loudly.
Sister Honghong, who is already immune to listening to stories, sneered: "Childish ghost, I know every day to listen to the little turtle, and I can hear scissors in my ears!"
Mom: "It's a cocoon, not a scissors......"
Honghong: "Are scissors different from scissors?"
Mother: "......"
Hua Hua huffed angrily: "I want to listen to the little turtle." ”
The mother laughed, the so-called "Little Turtle" is a very classic fairy tale, but she has told her son dozens of times.
I'm really tired of talking.
She discussed, "Let's listen to a new story first, and if you don't like it, Mommy will read you the little turtle ......."
"Okay. ”
Hua Hua said reluctantly.
Honghong on the top bunk said: "Mom hurry up and finish telling him, only a childish ghost like my younger brother likes to listen to fairy tales, I am already very sleepy and want to sleep." ”
"Got it. ”
Mom casually flipped to Chu Mad's fairy tale:
"Today my mother is going to tell the story of Snow White, in a distant place, there lived a king and queen, and they were very eager to have a child, so they prayed very sincerely to the heavens, 'Please give us a child', and soon after, the queen gave birth to a lovely little princess, whose skin was as white as snow, and her cheeks were as red as apples, and the king and queen named her Snow White......"
Mom is very experienced in storytelling.
Under her telling, the story of Snow White is told.
Hua Hua was not interested at all, but listening to it, he was a little fascinated.
When my mother talked about the new queen going to kill Snow White, she couldn't help but be angry:
"The queen is so bad!"
The mother smiled and said seductively: "Because this woman is a stepmother, and the stepmother is very bad to the child, so you must not let the father find the stepmother." ”
"I don't want a stepmother!"
Huahua's sense of substitution is very strong.
The mother touched her son's head and continued: "The queen's guards relented and let Snow White go, and Snow White fled, and in a panic she came to a hut with seven beds in it......
"Mom, are there really dwarfs in the world?"
A voice sounded on the top bunk, and it turned out to be Honghong talking.
The mother was a little surprised, but she didn't expect her daughter to be interested in this story, you must know that Honghong has passed the age of listening to fairy tales.
After all, it's still a child.
She said softly: "There are many dwarfs in the world, but don't laugh at them when you see them, be friendly to them, you see how good the dwarfs are to Snow White." ”
Honghong said loudly, "Okay, I like dwarfs!"
Huahua Nunu mouthed: "Sister, don't you like to listen to fairy tales?"
Honghong kicked the bed: "I can't sleep, just listen to it." ”
The corners of my mother's mouth hooked: "The queen knew from the magic mirror that Snow White was not dead, she was angry, dressed as an old lady, and secretly gave Snow White a poisonous red apple ......"
"I can't eat it!"
"Apples are poisonous!"
The two children suddenly became excited.
"Now you understand why your mother doesn't let you eat what strangers give, maybe the other party is the queen pretending." ”
Hua Hua: "I won't eat it again!"
Honghong: "Especially can't eat Uncle Blame's candy!"
Listening to the child's feedback, the mother felt that this story was quite educational, and nodded: "Snow White is in a coma, and at this time a prince is passing by......"
"Great!"
"Snow White is good again!"
The emotions of the two children came and went quickly, and when they heard that Snow White was alive, they were all happy.
"In the end, the prince took the princess back to China to expose the queen's evil deeds, so that the queen was punished, and the prince married the princess, and they lived happily ever after......"
When my mother finished speaking, she felt sweet in her heart.
Chu Mad is worthy of being his idol, this fairy tale is really good, he doesn't look like a person who writes a fairy tale for the first time, even he is an adult who likes it very much.
Hua Hua shouted: "Let's talk about it again!"
Honghong also followed: "I like Snow White!"
Mom said, "Don't talk about the little turtle?"
"Don't!"
The two children said in unison.
Mother: "......"
This Snow White actually defeated the little turtle.
When she was a child, her mother told her about a little turtle in her childhood, which made her feel guilty when she drank turtle soup now.
The mother thought badly and told the child again.
The second time, the children were still very excited to listen to it, and discussed two sentences from time to time.
It wasn't until the third time that the two children fell asleep slowly, and she tiptoed away, covering the two children with quilts by the way.
"I'm Snow White......"
When she covered Honghong with a quilt, Honghong was talking in her sleep.
Mom smiled.
Back in the living room, Mom turned on the computer and entered a group: "Have the sisters heard the story of Snow White?"
The other mothers in the group looked dazed.
And when the time came the next day, all the mothers knew who Snow White was, and the little fairy tale brewed a big storm among the little children......