When Liu Xiazhi walked out of the room rubbing her eyes, Liu Zhiyue had already left for school.
Strictly speaking, the third grade of junior high school has entered a state of preparation. Although there are two semesters, Liu Zhiyue, who entered the rocket class, has to go to school half an hour earlier than the children in the ordinary class.
Liu Changqing helped his daughter prepare breakfast and said after seeing her yawning as she came out of the house.
"Take the time to wash your face and brush your teeth, and then come and eat."
"knew……"
The response was weak.
In fact, Liu Xiazhi didn't write very late last night. She finished her homework at about two o'clock in the morning, and then went back to the house after taking a shower. It was almost three o'clock when she actually fell asleep.
Unlike adults, children of this age have difficulty adapting to such a short sleep period.
When Liu Xiazhi finished brushing her teeth and washing her teeth, she looked forward with dull eyes, holding a bun in her left hand and a fried dough stick in her right hand.
He took a bite of the bun in his left hand, as if chewing wax, with an expressionless face, and had not yet swallowed the bun in his mouth. Then he took another bite of the fried dough sticks in his right hand, and the cheeks on both sides of his cheeks bulged.
Seeing this situation in his eyes, Liu Changqing inexplicably felt that his daughter was like a hamster eating.
Although she looks pitiful when she is sleepy, it is also because of her own problems that she did not finish her homework.
That's why the father and son rejected their daughter's request for help last night.
She has to try to solve the problem by herself. As the saying goes, the eagle always spreads its wings and soars...
Girls cannot be described as eagles, but no matter what, girls should be more independent to avoid being cheated by others in the future.
Instead of buying soy milk, Liu Changqing placed the warm milk in front of Liu Xiazhi.
Liu Xiazhi reached out and took the milk, and drank it all in one gulp.
Liu Changqing was obviously taken aback when he saw his daughter's behavior.
Although Liu Xiazhi also drank milk in the past, she only liked to drink flavored milk. Every time she was asked to drink milk like pure milk, it was like forcing her to drink it.
This time, it was as if he was numb, and he drank it in one gulp without even frowning...
Liu Changqing was very pleased. He was about to praise his daughter, but then he saw the other party holding a steamed bun with two bites in his left hand, and half a fried dough stick in his right hand, moving his head bit by bit.
"..."
Almost fell asleep?
He walked forward and patted his daughter's head gently.
Feeling someone touching her, Liu Xiazhi raised her head suddenly and then put the bun in her hand to her mouth and took a bite, chewing it with her mouth.
Close your eyes.
Sensing something was wrong, Liu Changqing looked at his daughter who was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, and thought for a moment.
Moving forward, Liu Changqing asked softly.
"How late did you play on the handheld console yesterday?"
"Play until four..."
Before he finished speaking, Liu Xiazhi paused, and then his closed eyes suddenly opened. After reacting, he shook his hands in front of his father.
"I didn't play the handheld last night!"
"..."
Seeing his daughter's quibbling appearance, Liu Changqing understood why he was seen right through when he lied to his parents in his previous life.
This is probably the poor lying skills of children at this age.
If you can deceive yourself, you also think you can deceive your parents.
Sighing, Liu Changqing looked at the time on the clock, and then looked at Liu Xiazhi, who was biting a bun, as if he was afraid of being criticized.
"Today I returned Haohao's handheld device to him. He has been playing with it all summer..."
"Haohao told me to give it to him. He still has several of them at home."
"What? This guy gave it to you? Didn't he say that he would lend it to you to play with last time?"
"The games I lent were those. It seems that some of them are no longer available for purchase. I'm not sure..."
When his daughter's words reached Liu Changqing's ears, his left and right hands clenched tightly into balls.
Never imagined.
This little fat guy named Haohao actually has such a scheming mind!
This son... must be eliminated...
"Dad? Why is your face twitching?"
"Ah? Is there any?"
After coming back to his senses, Liu Changqing stretched out his hands to rub his face and cheered up again.
"We don't want his handheld console. I'll bring you one tonight, the one with Pikachu on it!"
"Really?!"
Liu Xiazhi was pleasantly surprised that her sleepiness had subsided a little, and she looked at Liu Changqing with wide eyes.
"Dad promised me, don't go back on me!"
"The premise is that you have to return the handheld device to Haohao."
"OK!"
After responding to his father, Liu Xiazhi quickly put down half of the fried dough stick in his right hand, and then stretched out his little hand that was a little greasy from holding the fried dough stick to Liu Changqing.
The little finger stretched out.
"Lagou! Don't lie to me!"
"..."
After being stunned for a while, Liu Changqing hooked his daughter's little finger.
With a smile on her face, Liu Xiazhi shouted.
"Pull the hook, hang yourself, don't change for a hundred years, you are just a puppy!"
"Who taught you this..."
I rubbed the oil that had just stuck on my little finger back and forth. I found that the oil became oilier the more I rubbed it, so I stopped rubbing it and went to wash my hands later.
Liu Changqing was a little surprised that his daughter would say such things. It was impossible for Li Wanran to teach her to say such things in the past, and he had no memory of saying such things to her.
Upon hearing his father's question, Liu Xiazhi was stunned for a moment and said.
"Aunt Lan taught me. When I was watching TV that day, I wanted to eat a small popsicle. I promised her that I would only eat one, and then she hooked me and said it was a puppy!"
"Lan Yixian?"
Obviously he didn't expect this to be the case. Liu Changqing raised his eyes and imagined Lan Yixian saying this in a coaxing tone...
Shaking all over, Liu Changqing felt like something was not right.
Unexpectedly, Lan Yixian was so skilled at coaxing children.
After coming back to his senses and looking at the time, Liu Changqing looked at his daughter and said.
"Eat quickly and then go inside and change your clothes."
"But the hair..."
"I'll go to your Aunt An's house later and ask her to prick it for you."
"Um!"
Nodding her head, Liu Xiazhi immediately felt relieved and concentrated on dealing with the buns in her hands.
After breakfast, Liu Changqing took his daughter to wash her hands and change clothes. During this period, Liu Xiazhi, who felt sleepy again, started shaking her head again.
Liu Changqing just turned around to get his clothes, and when he turned around, he saw Liu Xiazhi sleeping on the bed.
After finally getting it done, he stuffed the handheld device into his new schoolbag. Liu Changqing picked up his disheveled daughter and hurried downstairs with a rubber band to tie her hair. He came to the car and opened the back seat door, putting the
She stuffed it in.
After Liu Changqing got in the car and drove out, he could not feel any movement behind the car. From the rearview mirror, he saw his daughter slumped on the seat in an extremely inelegant posture.
In just a few minutes, Liu Xiazhi fell asleep.
Seeing this, Liu Changqing suddenly had a doubt about his education.
Why are sons and daughters different?
I always feel like... I have lost my trumpet practice.