Chapter 531 Why Do I Feel That Xixi Is Like a Trumpet You?
Chapter 531 Why do I feel like Xixi is like a smaller version of you? [Please subscribe]
Author: Yexingmao
Chapter 531 Why do I feel like Xixi is like a smaller version of you? [Please subscribe]
Taking the things given by the teacher, Qi Yuncheng asked his daughter to say thank you and then let her play here for a while.
Now it is purely to let the child get familiar with the school in advance. She has not seen what a kindergarten is like. If she goes to school in the future, it will not be so strange.
On the first day of kindergarten, the child doesn't want to be dragged there.
But it didn't take long, it was almost noon.
Saying goodbye to the teacher, the family of three went out to the campus and walked back.
The moment he walked out of the gate, Song Yi still couldn't forget the Tsinghua University and Peking University who were stepped on. It was funny to think about it, why didn't anyone step over.
Even if it’s just one, it seems like my daughter really doesn’t have that fate.
Fortunately, the first three stepped over, and those three were not bad either.
Healthy growth is more important than anything else.
"Mother!"
Xixi, who was holding the hands of her parents in the middle, suddenly shouted in a somewhat self-reproaching tone, "Xixi didn't step over!"
"It's okay! If you don't pass, you won't pass!"
"Xixi can't eat meat at noon."
The more she spoke, the more she felt aggrieved, her head kept lowering, and she looked more pitiful than anything else. Song Yi held her little hand and coaxed, "It doesn't matter, meat can be eaten as well."
"But Xixi didn't even cross it."
"This is just a game, it's no big deal. I still have one year to go to kindergarten, so eat more meat and grow stronger."
"Xixi must work hard."
"Yeah! Try hard!"
How could Song Yi not like his precious daughter, even though she was a bit naughty sometimes and would run around the house playing with her like crazy.
Can't stop it.
But just thinking of this, Song Yi quickly moved closer and whispered, "Husband, why have I noticed that Xixi has become better behaved recently.
What's going on? Inexplicable?"
Qi Yuncheng looked at the little girl holding his hand and said, "This is not easy. The big gray dog was sent back that day, and I told her that if you didn't obey, I would send the noodles away too.
And every time she makes a fuss, she will lose one snack, and the reduction will be indefinite. As long as she keeps fussing, she will never have snacks to eat."
"Huh?" Song Yi didn't understand, "Don't you love your daughter so much? Are you willing to do so? These two things are her life."
Qi Yuncheng looked at his wife and the child in her belly, "Do you really think that after having a daughter, I will only pamper her and not you? You are my daughter-in-law, and I spent so much energy to marry her.
It’s too late to hurt you.”
"Oh~ I'm quite happy to say that!"
Song Yi bit his lip and couldn't help laughing. Although they were an old couple, their words really warmed people's hearts.
So when there was no one in the alley, I went over and kissed my husband.
She is indeed very happy to have her husband here.
But seeing her mother kiss her father, Xixi gave up and let go of her mother's hand and turned to her father, shouting and jumping up and down.
"Dad! Xixi wants to kiss daddy too, Xixi wants to kiss daddy too!"
"Are you greedy for this?"
Helplessly, he bent down and picked up his daughter. Qi Yuncheng was kissed by her, while Song Yize stared blankly at the side. Sure enough, they were the best father and daughter.
He immediately let go of his hand.
She had never let go just now, but as soon as the jealousy dissipated a little, Qi Yuncheng quickly grabbed her hand.
My daughter-in-law doesn’t understand yet? It’s not enough to catch her even a second later. She has to stop her in advance.
So for a while, Qi Yuncheng was holding his daughter in the alleyway with his left hand, and holding his wife in his right hand to go home.
This trip took quite a long time, and when I drove home, I was waiting for dinner at 12 o'clock.
It's much better to have my mother-in-law at home, so he doesn't have to work anymore. Even if my father-in-law is there, he won't be able to stay for a few days.
After seeing that my daughter's pregnancy condition is getting better, I will go back.
As soon as the meal started, Xixi was very happy. Sure enough, there was meat to eat, and it was stewed meat. The meat was stewed very well, and the meat and bones could be separated by gently pulling with chopsticks, which showed how good the taste was.
Because of this, the girl ate her belly until it was full.
Children's stomachs usually look like this if they haven't eaten enough.
After eating and drinking, she took off her rice bag and wiped her mouth without saying anything. Xixi ran to sit on the sofa.
It's the most comfortable place and I usually stay there when I'm not playing.
At this scene, Mother Song frowned slightly, turned to look at her daughter, and then at the little girl.
"What do you usually do? How come you have learned everything?"
Song Yi's expression was stunned, and he immediately said, "Mom, don't look at me, it's not like you've learned from me! I'm pregnant now! What else can I do if I don't rest?"
"Why do I feel like Xixi is like a trumpet to you? How did you raise me like this?" Song's mother was very uncomfortable. Xixi was very much like his father, but her personality was nothing like her mother's.
So he spoke again.
"As adults, you should set an example and teach more girls good habits in the future."
"I know, Mom, I will teach my daughter well next time, but now I have to rest. It's hard to feel uncomfortable today."
Getting up from the dining table, Song Yi sat down next to his daughter with his slightly exposed belly. They sat and leaned against each other. They looked exactly alike.
Qi Yuncheng has nothing to say about this. What else can he say? He wants to favor both sides.
Anyway, it’s not a bad habit. Don’t take a break after eating.
So after helping to clean up the dishes, I wiped my hands and went into the study to read something.
He said there won’t be any big events this year.
But he would still prepare for the weekly drum music and storytelling every other week, and he also wanted to go and have a look at the small theater.
Because the junior disciples of Crane Zi Ke and Jiu Zi Ke have become more mature and can take on various tasks.
He even remembered that in 2018, Deyun and his gang would participate in cross talk to recruit new talents. That show was just like the Happy Comedians, and it was a good show to cheer people up.
Not to mention that Dalin has to appear in the third season of The Comedian.
It’s another busy year.
But I was thinking about it.
Suddenly the cell phone on the table rang. Qi Yuncheng couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth when he received the call. It was the call from Drum Music Club, Mr. Zhang Yali.
I couldn't go yesterday because of the assistant performance, so I must have come to ask.
The old gentlemen simply missed him too much.
"Hey! Yuncheng!"
"Hey, Grandma Zhang! Have you eaten?"
"I just finished eating. I heard from Xiao Hui'er that she will be accompanying her pregnant daughter recently, right?"
"right."
"Then just stay with me. Don't worry about the drum club. As long as the situation is good, I will try to come to perform twice a week."
Performing one show a week may not seem tiring, but if you are in your 70s or 80s, just one performance is very hard.
Therefore, many elderly gentlemen do not perform every Saturday and Sunday. Being able to come every week is indeed a difficult task and it is really tiring.
This is also the reason why there are so many old gentlemen in a small drum music club.
The first is that everyone likes it, and the second is that the staff can coordinate with each other, otherwise if a few gentlemen fall ill, the whole place may have to stop.
So Qi Yuncheng spoke.
"Don't be tired. If you are tired, it will be a loss for all of us."
"I know, I'm looking forward to the birth of your child. Then I'll bring more Xunxun and raise her up! Don't you have a daughter? You may not like her."
"She doesn't have that much fun." Qi Yuncheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "She just likes to play, but have you ever been to the academy over there at the Drum Club? She's already been there for one semester."
"I've been there, but I'm not suitable for teaching. It's better to perform. Let the professionals do the teaching! But Teacher Wen Aiyun may have some signs of pendants, and there are a few who can sing."
"Really? That's good news, but it's a pity that I don't have time to take a look."
The purpose of establishing the Drum Music Society is to provide a platform and promote the art of drum music.
It would be great if there are students who can pick it up.
However, during this period, Qi Yuncheng could only ask his wife to take care of him, even if he was planning a program, he felt very guilty.
At the beginning, he vowed to do it in advance, and if he wanted to do it for his master and his wife, he would actually do it. All the arrangements for the game were actually more tiring than when he was the manager.
As a result, I now have no control over my copywriting.
However, I don’t know if the old gentleman has the ability to read minds. Just when I felt a little guilty, a voice came from the other side.
"Stay at home and don't have any psychological burden. I know you like folk arts, but we are a group of old people here who can handle it well.
Son, let me be polite.
We have crossed more bridges than you have walked."
"That's for sure." Qi Yuncheng couldn't help but laugh, and then heard another voice inexplicably.
"Are you on the phone with Yuncheng?"
"Yeah!" Zhang Yali responded there.
"Have you finished chatting? Yuncheng and I will also chat for a while."
"Let's chat, I'll go get a drink of water."
As soon as the call was transferred, Qi Yuncheng started talking to other gentlemen, and the only person who could be by Zhang Yali's side during lunch time was her sister Zhang Yaqin.
The two gentlemen are regular visitors to the drum music club.
After all the talk, the call was finally hung up half an hour later.
As soon as he hung up, he felt itchy in his heart and wanted to go to Tianjin to see the teachings at the college. He had never seen the teaching there.
Just go and come again, maybe it's just another day.
He had to completely free up a whole day. After thinking about it for a while, Qi Yuncheng thought we would talk about it next week, as Lan Lan had planned a program next week.
Lanlan hasn't been here much recently. She mainly went to her grandparents' hometown during the summer vacation and won't come back until next week.
She has grandparents. After her grandfather passed away, her grandmother has been living in the country and wants to take over. But the old man doesn't want to live in the city.
I'd rather be a little quieter in the suburbs.
So I would go there and spend some time with my children during their holidays.
"Master! Master! I'm back early!"
When Leng Buding heard the commotion, Qi Yuncheng's expression was startled, and he smiled bitterly in the study. Hey, this is considered a return, and he can't bear to talk about it.
"Master's wife! Where is my master!"
"He's in the study, he just came in!" Song Yi outside saw Lan Lan and was very puzzled, "What's going on? Didn't he say he planned to stay there for a month during the holiday?"
"I persuaded my grandma to come over and asked her to come watch my performance, and she immediately agreed. By the way, Master, these are peanuts grown by my grandma herself. They have been cooked and are very delicious. I went to find the master."
After putting away the big bag, Zhou Gulan walked at an unknown speed and knocked on the door gently, "Master, I'm back!"
"Come in, I can hear your voice when you walk in."
The door to the room opened. Qi Yuncheng looked over and sighed helplessly. The little girl at home was still young, but this girl was no longer young.
She's an older girl, almost eighteen years old.
There is no difference between him and an adult, only his face still hides the remaining youthfulness.
The key one is 1.7 meters tall!
The girl is 1.7 meters tall, not too short.
Slim and graceful.
Sometimes when he looks at his daughter who is so big, he feels weird and panics, wondering what he had to eat to give birth to such a big girl.
After all, their age difference is only ten years.
"Master, I want to take my grandma to watch the show next week. She hasn't seen my show yet, although neither has my grandpa."
In the second half of the sentence, Zhou Gulan was slightly disappointed. This disappointment may not be made up for in a lifetime, otherwise grandpa would not know how happy he was.
Because there is a place dedicated to singing drum music, his granddaughter can also perform well on stage.
"I understand. I will prepare the tickets. If you have nothing to do, just go out."
"Master, how can you say it's okay? After this summer vacation, I will be in my senior year of high school. You promised me as soon as I passed my senior year that if you want to act, you will arrange the program according to the official actors.
Even if you want to act, you can line up at the cross talk theater from cycle two to cycle five."
Recalling the cakes he had painted, Qi Yuncheng felt that time passed so quickly and another semester was gone.
We often see fathers in the news unable to remember their children’s classes in school. I don’t blame them, he is about to fall into this state too.
"Don't worry, I can still lie to you. I'll read a book for a while."
"Shall I give you a squeeze on your shoulders and a leg? I've been idle today and have nothing to do."
"What is this for?"
"It's okay, you look at yours and I'll pinch mine."
"..."
After coming over in a few steps, Lanlan's wrist was already on the master's shoulder. The strength was good, but how could he read the book well like this?
Suddenly he realized what his master was thinking when facing him, and he felt both in love and speechless.
When I grow up, I will become you.
"I'm not old. I'm not thirty yet, so I don't need to be like this." Qi Yuncheng gently pulled away his apprentice's hand.
But Zhou Gulan refused to give up, "Regardless of your age, isn't it normal for an apprentice to give you a shoulder squeeze? Or is there anything I have to do?"
"Give it to your mistress, she is so cute."
"Okay...I won't interrupt your reading."
Turning around and leaving, closing the door, Zhou Gulan went to the living room to look for his mistress. Her relationship with her mistress was not very good, so she immediately contacted her. She liked it when she was fourteen or fifteen years old, and it is still the same now.
It's just that the tone is a bit depressing.
"Master's wife, why does my master dislike being taken care of so much? I often do this to my grandma by squeezing her shoulders and beating her legs.
He didn't let me do this, which made me feel weird and I couldn't even try to be attentive.
Isn’t it natural for a disciple to serve his master?
Is it because I’m a girl? Girls can’t do this?”
Looking at this big girl, Song Yi didn't care. He ate boiled peanuts and said, "You still don't know what your master's character is like. He doesn't like to be served."
"I am his disciple, shouldn't I be serving him?"
"Maybe it has something to do with your master's experience." Song Yi didn't stay on this topic for too long, turned around and stuffed the peeled peanuts into Xixi's mouth.
With a pair of big eyes looking at her, how can a mother understand that she wants to eat ready-made food?
"Xixi wants more!" the little girl said while chewing.
"Here! Peel it yourself and see if you can peel it off!"