Xi Wenluo was reluctant at first and stood awkwardly aside, but Yun Qiao kept staring at him, his eyes as cold as frost.
The child seemed unable to bear it anymore and felt extremely wronged: "Mom, I was wrong. I won't hit you in the future."
The dark clouds cleared from Yun Qiao's face, revealing a smile.
When she smiled, Xi Wenluo suddenly felt very happy and threw himself into her arms: "Sister, we just talked about orange water, how do you speak English?"
Du Xueru: "..."
Her youngest son actually felt proud to please Yun Qiao and listened to Yun Qiao's words in everything.
He used to be wild and domineering, but now he has been turned into a coward by Yun Qiao.
Du Xueru wanted to have a fight with Yun Qiao, but with her son in front of her, she didn't want him to see her ferocious face, so she gritted her teeth and held back.
Xi Wenluo saw that she was still there, and saw a different expression on her face, as if he hadn't noticed: "Mom, we are studying, you go play cards."
Du Xueru: "Do I know how to play cards?"
"Then do you speak English?" Xi Wenluo asked. A six-year-old child can speak everything he can and should speak.
Du Xueru really doesn't know how.
She was stuck and couldn't answer.
Yun Qiao also asked: "Mom, is there anything else?"
Du Xueru was furious and went back to her room to change clothes.
When she came out, Yun Qiao was teaching Xi Wenluo to speak English word for word. Du Xueru wanted to find fault, saying that Yun Qiao's English was not standard and would lead to bad children, but there was no way to stop him.
Xi Wenluo ignored her.
Du Xueru doted on her children so much that she did not have the dignity that an elder should have in front of her children.
She turned around and went out to play cards in the second room again.
Yun Qiao continued to teach Wen Luo how to speak English.
Xi Wenluo's bad traits, such as hitting and scratching people, losing his temper at every turn, and throwing bowls, were all changed by Yun Qiao.
After all, he was still young and his character was still unformed, and Yun Qiao's methods were extreme. In just six months, he corrected all his minor problems.
Yun Qiao still remembered the kick Xi Wenluo gave her when she first arrived.
Remember, she no longer holds grudges.
The siblings were having a great time when Xi Zun came and brought a candy box.
"...Master Qi brought it back. I heard it is a new variety. Miss Yun Qiao wants to try it." Xi Zun said.
Yun Qiao took it and was very happy: "Is Uncle Qi back?"
"Yes, just arrived." Xi Zun said.
Yun Qiao called Chang Ning and asked her to send the candy box upstairs.
Xi Wenluo heard this and wanted to eat candy. She grabbed Yun Qiao's sleeve and said, "Sister."
Yun Qiao: "Wait until I come back. I will divide it when I come back."
Xi Wenluo refused and was eager to make a fuss: "I want it now."
"Not now." Yun Qiao said, "When I come back, if you ask me to say it a third time, I will beat you."
Xi Wenluo: "..."
Xi Lanting is indeed back.
He was wearing an ivory white gown, holding the handle of the teapot with his slender fingers, and was pouring himself tea. The steam was steaming, the water was misty, and his eyebrows became warmer and more refined.
He is so handsome that he has a bit of youthfulness.
However, Xi Lanting seems to have transcended his age, and Yun Qiao cannot feel the traces of time on him. He is like a statue, perfect, but no time has passed through him.
It's rare to see this bit of vitality in him, like a flower blooming quietly.
"Uncle Seven!" she called him happily.
She was in a good mood. The shadow cast by the plane trees outside the window blocked half of the sunlight. Yun Qiao stood in the half-light and half-darkness, looking very energetic.
Xi Lanting took a sip of tea slowly.
The warm and fragrant tea soup slid through his mouth, moisturizing his nearly dry lips and teeth. He gently licked his teeth and continued drinking tea.
When Yun Qiao arrived, he had already finished his three sips of tea and raised his eyes to look at her: "Why are you so loud? I'm not deaf."
"It's not that loud!" Yun Qiao defended herself, "I'm not here to be a thief, so why do I talk in a low voice?"
"You still want to be a thief? What can you steal?" Xi Lanting deliberately teased her.
His eyes were dark at this time, darker than ordinary people's, and could clearly reflect Yun Qiao's shadow.
She really wanted to ask, is it okay to steal Uncle Qi's heart?
However, she was afraid that Xi Lanting would scold her, so she didn't dare to make a mistake in front of him. She just smiled and said, "Uncle Qi, do you still need to steal here? Just ask Uncle Qi for it."