Today is the weekend and the weather is sunny. Xiaoyi took the children to a large bookstore in the city as usual. The first floor of this bookstore is books, and the second floor is a supporting leisure place, which allows people to eat while reading.

Zhang Yiyi is always curious about all new literary books. She read the titles almost one by one and recorded them in her small notebook. She lowered her head and recorded them. Xiaoyi looked at her daughter and felt warm in her heart. Her daughter was her father's little cotton jacket. Although she could not play the role of the little cotton jacket, Xiaoyi felt very heartwarming just with this title. His eyes at his daughter are different from those at her son. It was an extremely warm and satisfying feeling.

Tengqi read all the books that were not strictly packaged, and he read them very seriously. He did not take notes like his sister, nor did he hold the small notebook in his hand. His smart brain seemed to be very confident. After reading the small notebooks where his sister wrote, he looked disdainful. He picked a few books, held them in his arms, and then went to a relatively quiet corner, near the stairs, sat on the ground, and read them one by one. In his father's opinion, his reading posture was a bit casual, but very cute.

Xiao Yi never hates his sons getting dirty clothes. He always makes them tirelessly change a set of clothes every day. If they don’t get dirty, Xiao Yi feels that it is unnecessary to change. He likes to see his sons’ dirty clothes. Even the dirtier it makes Xiao Yi feel the necessity of washing clothes, and it also reflects his value as a father. The most important thing is that Xiao Yi thinks dirty clothes means the more valuable the things his son does. For example, when he is up and sitting on the ground to read a book, what a graceful posture, sitting firmly and reading seriously, until he is obsessed.

Xiaoyi also likes children to get dirty when playing outdoors, so that they can have fun. He believes that people themselves should be close to nature, and an important part of nature is the earth. Everything on the earth is a gift to people. Getting close to everything is a way to relax life and a way to live.

On the other hand, Xiao Yi has a cleanliness obsession, and he does not feel that it is contrary to his dirty clothes. Children's clothes can be dirty, but their bodies, such as hands and faces, must be kept clean. This seems contradictory to others, but for Xiao Yi, it is very natural.

Zhang Xiaoyi walked to his younger son Tengyi again. He found that Tengyi was only interested in those books that were sculpted, mostly in popular science. Xiaoyi felt curious and asked Tengyi in a low voice: "Why don't you read the new books that are not sculpted first? That way the boss will be happier."

"Didn't you agree with the boss that we can unseal it?"

"I don't mean that, I mean, how can I not unpack it without unpacking? Isn't there enough books without plastic seals?"

"I think the books that the boss seals are all fine, and they must be what everyone likes to read, and the books that everyone likes must be good books."

"Oh, so that's it. OK, you can continue watching. If you are hungry, go to the second floor to find me."

Xiao Yi also took a plastic-sealed book and went upstairs. He kept thinking about Tengyi's words. Regardless of whether what he said made sense, it means that Tengyi had his own thoughts and was very unique. It was completely opposite to Tengqi. Why were the books he read not plastic-sealed? Xiao Yi did not disturb him. He thought that Tengqi might think that books without plastic-sealed look more convenient.

When all three children went up the second floor to find their father to buy food, the children had already selected their favorite books and decided to ask their father to pay for the books they wanted to buy.

Yiyi hugged three thick novels and a collection of prose, Tengqi hugged a book "Hundred Family Names", Tengyi hugged a book "The Universe in the Fruit Husk". The three of them sat down around their father and waited for him to buy food for themselves.

Children can get all kinds of drinks and snacks bought by their father without any reason, because this is a reward for their love for reading. They also like to eat their favorite snacks when they are tired of studying.

Xiaoyi didn't need to ask the children. He knew every child's hobby about eating. He brought Yiyi a tube of potato chips and a nine-yuan ice cream for each of his two sons. When the children were eating, they kept staring at the words on the pages.

Xiao Yi wanted to chat with the children, but the children had no time to talk to him. He started a few things by himself and no one answered. He went to read his own book "Hundred Years of Solitude" with boring pleasure.

According to the convention, after the children had their snacks, it was time for Xiao Yi to go downstairs to check out, but today he found that Tengqi and Tengyi had picked a little less books, so he wanted to give them more time to read here for a while.

Xiao Yi asked the children to read books upstairs, and walked downstairs alone to chat with the boss.

"If you go back later, the children should have read almost the same books." The bookstore owner said that the boss was a very delicate old man. Because he loved reading, he opened a bookstore that was incompatible with the current society. The old bookstores were all gone, but his new bookstore survived.

"No, as long as the books children like, they will buy them at home to collect them, and they will read them many times. This is their common feature." Xiao Yi's words dispelled the concerns of the bookstore owner.

"It is rare for children who love reading like your family. How do you cultivate them to like reading?"

"Without training, maybe they think there is nothing more fun than reading."

"How is it possible? Watching TV is more fun than reading."

"Watching TV is harmful to developing children's eyes. I usually don't let children watch TV at home."

"You seem to be a traditional way of education. In the era when modern electronic products are prevalent, few people buy books in bookstores anymore."

"As a bookstore owner, do you think so?"

"I just objectively analyze the status quo, and that's the reality."

"Then why do you still have to open a bookstore? Isn't it easier for other industries to make money?"

"I just like paper books. When I see books piled up like mountains, I feel at ease and feel very accomplished. Even if I don't have money, I feel very rich when I have books. Books are the most valuable wealth. That's what I think."

"Many people like to read electronic books, and physical bookstores will sooner or later be eliminated. Are physical books worthwhile at that time?"

"Of course, maybe it's more valuable. It's considered as a cultural relic."

"If you say this, every child in my family has a bookshelf. When they grow up, I can collect these books."

"You can also open a physical bookstore. The books I collected myself are the first batch of products I opened in the bookstore. Everyone thought I was selling second-hand books, but it wasn't. My second-hand books are free to read and not sold."
Chapter completed!