Xixi is over three years old.

Growing up day by day.

Qi Yuncheng and Song Yi tried to let her sleep in a separate room. She was indeed quite a girl.

But how could she bear it for a while?

I was particularly dependent on them, so when I saw my father coming back, I couldn't help but start crying. I cried so wrongedly that my big eyes filled with tears.

Qi Yuncheng held the girl deeply in his arms and coaxed her, "Good boy, it's okay. What's wrong with sleeping in the same room alone? Noodles is still with you. Why don't you come out?"

Turning around, Xixi saw that the dog had also woken up and came out from the crack in the door. The border shepherd had a very high IQ, and he would definitely know to follow his little master when he got up.

Not to mention that dogs wake up easily.

"Ah~ Xixi doesn't want to sleep with the dog."

Suddenly, the little girl cried again when she saw the noodles, feeling extremely disgusted.

Noodles may not understand it, but when his little master saw it, he cried and tilted his head in confusion for a moment.

"Oh, it's a good thing it can't understand human speech, otherwise it would be so sad." Qi Yuncheng said with a smile.

"Xixi doesn't want to sleep alone."

Lying on her father's shoulder, Xixi sobbed and spoke. From the beginning, this was all she could say.

"Then what should I do? It's so late now. Do you really want to sleep with your parents?"

"Xixi wants to sleep with her parents."

"Hey~"

It was late at night, Qi Yuncheng really didn't know what to do, so he quickly changed the topic, "What did you want to do when you came out?"

When this was mentioned, the little girl suddenly remembered, "Xixi wants to go to the toilet."

"That's alright, let's go to the toilet first."

After putting the girl down, Qi Yuncheng asked her to go to the toilet. After washing her hands and coming out, she looked at her father eagerly and never wanted to go back to sleep. It would be okay if her father didn't come back. Now that he is back, he just wants to sleep with his father.

But what the girl said after going to the toilet made him laugh.

"Xixi wants to eat apples."

"Good guy, you need something to eat when you get up, right? You're not going to sleep?"

"Eat before going to sleep."

"Okay, I'll cut it for you."

After his daughter spoke, Qi Yuncheng couldn't help it, so he peeled apples for his daughter late at night, but he couldn't let her eat too much.

A big apple, half for each of the father and daughter.

After Xixi finished eating in small bites, Qi Yuncheng planned to send her back, but he didn't want to let go in his arms. His aggrieved eyes never dissipated, and he buried her directly in his father's arms, "Sleep with mom and dad!"

“How old are you, girl, that you can’t sleep alone?”

"Xixi can't."

"You're quite proud, okay! Don't wake mom up!"

He had no choice but to agree, otherwise neither of them would be able to fall asleep, so Qi Yuncheng went into the room where his wife was sleeping after washing himself.

As soon as I entered, my wife slept soundly in bed, and my son even more so, sleeping in his crib. He is now only a few months old, and he doesn't make much fuss at night.

As long as he is fed before going to bed, he will rarely wake up. Even if he wakes up, he may need to change his diaper, but that is rare.

Therefore, it is rare for a second child to be clean sometimes, and it is simply unbelievable to compare with Xixi.

When Xixi was a few months old, she had to wake up in the middle of the night to drink milk. Her insufficiency of food showed up as a baby.

"Xixi sleeps between mom and dad!"

While her father was watching her little brother, the little girl crept up to her mother's side, placed her own little pillow in the middle, and covered herself with a small sheet.

Qi Yuncheng could only go up and sleep, lying next to his daughter, putting his hands on her body and patting her: "Go to sleep."

"Um!"

This promise made Xixi really want to sleep. How could she not doze off when she woke up in the middle of the night?

As for Song Yi, he didn't notice anything at all and slept soundly all the time.

After giving birth to two children, she devoted a lot to the family.

Especially taking care of a second child is not easy either.

Children are enough to make adults collapse.

Just lie down and sleep.

After sleeping until the next day, Qi Yuncheng didn't get up as early as usual. He came back at one or two o'clock, how could he get up at six or seven o'clock? However, when he was sleeping, he subconsciously knew that his daughter was among them.

I subconsciously tried to reach him, but I found that I couldn't touch anything.

A surge of electric current stimulated Qi Yuncheng, who was so frightened that he quickly got up to look for it. When he got up to look for it, he was completely speechless. His wife was still sleeping, and his daughter was also sleeping. As for the reason why he couldn't feel anything on the middle pillow, it was because he was asleep underneath.

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"Why are you sleeping like this?"

Although Xixi is more than three years old, the feeling when her parents found out that their child was gone was engraved in their bones. After all, they are their own children, and they are always concerned about them, even subconsciously.

As for my son, Jingjing’s sleep was fine.

His crib has guardrails so it's impossible to fall off the bed.

This movement woke Song Yi up, and he turned around to take a look.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, my daughter is just imitating you in everything. Let's sleep a little longer."

After taking his daughter back and letting her sleep on the pillow, Qi Yuncheng continued to sleep.

About half an hour passed.

I couldn't sleep at all, because my son was hungry and the sound of crying could be heard in the bedroom, and my mother-in-law immediately gave the baby some milk powder to drink.

Since Song Yi gave birth to a child, she has been taking care of him and is happy to take care of him.

This is my grandson.

"Daughter, get up."

After waking up the little girl and arranging the hair of the daughter-in-law who had just woken up, the family started a new day.

"Husband, how was the performance yesterday?"

"Very good! Didn't Master and the others also receive a small salary?"

As Qi Yuncheng said this, he carried his daughter to the bed like a cargo. If not, she would have stayed in bed for a while like her mother.

My mother-in-law usually prepares breakfast at this time. If she doesn't get up, she won't have to eat.

But while they were having breakfast after washing up, the scene from yesterday slowly began to ferment.

Videos uploaded by viewers, news reports and a lot of popularity are all showing a rising trend.

Moreover, the video of Young Master giving gifts to Guo Degang and Qi Yuncheng also received a lot of attention.

"When the young master sends Guo Degang and Qi Yuncheng to Xingmu and Ban'er, they will arouse the envy, jealousy and hatred of others."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Although the storyteller's eye-catching skills have been given, Lao Guo still digs holes, and Lao Guo should be given a shovel!"

"This is the first board. Anyone who does folk art cherishes it. When you give it away, you really recognize it."

"How can I not agree? Now Qi Yuncheng is not only an actor described as a young actor, but after all, the young master is really willing to give up."

"I don't think there is anything to be reluctant to part with. The drum music club is there. If the young master really wants to go, you can go and see it at any time. It's not far!"

"makes sense"

…

Yesterday was a very meaningful scene in folk art. Netizens did not go to the scene, but they were filled with emotion after seeing the video.

At the same time, the drum music has also been fully promoted, and it should be the first time in recent years that it has been seriously performed on a big stage.

I've been to a concert with thousands of people before, but it was just a few people singing on the stage, and it wasn't as serious as this time.

It's a pity that it is just a luxury to make drum music better. Music art itself is here, and retaining some niche audiences and bringing back some old audiences is the only thing Deyun can do.

The rest are powerless. The revival of a folk art cannot be started just by talking about it.

I think cross talk had hit rock bottom for a long time before there was such a lively scene.

But while I was eating, someone suddenly called me.

It's not Master, it's the director of the show, who comes over again to confirm the itinerary, because we have to leave in just a few days.

Just one week later.
To be continued...