Qiao Xiaomai looked back and saw Xiang Xi striding out. The strange look on her face immediately disappeared, and she changed into a gentle and charming one, holding Xiao Bai's hand.
In the summer evening, when the sky was high and the clouds were clear, she was holding the child in her left hand, holding the lotus in her right hand, and hanging the newly bought necklace around her neck. Her expression was gentle and virtuous, just like a good wife and mother of a certain family, and a beloved embroiderer who had just left.
Come out of the boudoir.
Her docile demeanor and charming demeanor...are exactly like the legendary Madonna who swallows any bullying or resentment in her stomach and repays her with kindness.
Xiang Xi's heart trembled, his face felt feverish for no reason, and his heart was beating loudly. Wei Chao left angrily, and Bingbing left without saying goodbye. At this time, it didn't matter anymore. There was a smile in his eyes, and there was a kind of feeling in his heart.
I was flattered beyond expectations, but I saw her walking over with her child, ten steps away, five steps away, three steps away... Then she stopped, raised her head, and looked at him...
The child's little face is like a bright apple, and her smile is pink and pink... A sweet wife and young son, the sweet time of the rest of his life... If this moment can continue, he is willing to keep this moment at any price...
The child ran over and held his hand, with a happy smile on his face: "Dad, I have learned a new song, and I want to play it for you and Sister Mai."
"Okay, sweetie, daddy just wants to see how much progress you have made."
"Dad, can we also teach Sister Mai how to play the piano? Sister Mai doesn't know how to play the piano yet..."
"Of course, as long as Sister Mai is willing to learn, of course Dad is willing to teach."
"Sister Mai, why don't you learn with me? Then it will be fun for us and dad to play together. Dad, don't you think so?"
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That night, Qiao Xiaomai learned to play the violin from her father and daughter. For three hours, the child did not run around. She was very serious and focused. When she was doing things, she had a concentration that was not found in other children.
Spirit.
This is what Qiao Xiaomai has trained her since she was a child. Therefore, even if she has no interest in the violin, she is meticulous for the sake of her children and will never be careless or perfunctory.
Seeing her attitude towards doing things, Xiangxi understood why Xiaobai was so well-behaved and sensible. He couldn't help but be secretly grateful in his heart. A good mother is far better than a good teacher. Teaching by words and deeds is so important. If a child does things here and there since childhood,
If you have difficulty concentrating, you will have an uncertain temperament when you grow up, and everything you do will come to an end.
It wasn't until the new song was played smoothly and smoothly that Xiaobai put down the violin. There were fresh fruits and melons brought by Mrs. Zhang in time next to him.
She first took two slices and handed them to the two adults, "Dad, Sister Mai, eat watermelon."
"Xiaobai is so good, he already knows how to be filial to his father."
The child coquettishly put the watermelon into his mouth, and then gave a piece to Sister Mai before eating one piece for himself. He sat next to his father obediently and said, "Dad, I don't like Aunt Bingbing coming to play in our house..."
Yi Xiangxi looked at Qiao Xiaomai subconsciously. Qiao Xiaomai was eating watermelon and didn't pay attention to his gaze.
The child held his neck and shook it gently: "Dad, can you promise me? I don't like Aunt Bingbing..."
He was very serious: "Silly boy, Aunt Bingbing is just a friend of daddy, an ordinary friend..."