Chen Yun opened the shop in disbelief. The decoration inside was much better than the stationery and gift shop she had in Longcheng. There were glass cabinets installed, and the name written on the business license was clearly Chen Yun.

She turned her head to look at her husband, puzzled: "Why? Didn't you want me to open a shop? You said that I would do this when I was old and had free time. Why are you opening one for me now?"

Liu Qiao pulled a stool over and sat down: "Just be happy." He waved to Chen Yun: "This is the classmate I told you about. He is now in charge of logistics at this university. There happened to be a store next to the apartment, and he owed me a big favor, so I let him pay it back with this."

"Is it such a coincidence?" Chen Yun didn't believe it.

Liu Qiao smiled and said, "This is true. I just think Yunyun's affairs are the most important. I am overthinking and always thinking about the future. But there are not so many futures in life. Now my Yunyun is happy. I will always take care of you in the future."

His words made Chen Yun feel guilty about her narrow-mindedness. "Brother Liu Qiao, I'm sorry. I was still ignoring you this month. I still felt that you didn't understand me."

The two of them smiled at each other, their past grudges were forgotten, and everything was said without words.

Chen Yun looked at the store with great interest again. First of all, the store was medium-sized, with an area of ​​about 50 square meters. There were glass shelves in the middle, tables and chairs on the right, and bookshelves.

"I asked someone to make this bookshelf. How about it? Isn't it beautiful?" Liu Qiao said proudly.

Chen Yun nodded of course. Books can be placed on the bookshelf, dolls, decorations, and beautiful stationery can be placed on the glass shelves, and even chairs are ready on the counter.

This was made by Liu Qiao's military school classmate. It was very beautiful. Today, he invited them to dinner. Chen Yun saw this classmate. He had gained weight. Standing next to Liu Qiao, one looked like he was in his forties while the other was still in his prime. But after a few words, Chen Yun knew who this person was.

"Director Fang, how can this be so embarrassing?"

Fang Ping waved his hands and said, "I bought this with money, not secretly. I am just repaying Liu Qiao for his kindness. When we were in the military academy together, I almost died in a drill, and it was Liu Qiao who saved me. It can be said that without him, there would be no me. He just asked for such a small thing, so why would I not agree? Besides, this was bought by you, Liu Qiao, and it was not my money."

But such a great favor as saving her life was only used on such an insignificant little shop. Chen Yun knew that Liu Qiao did it all for herself.

She was in a very complicated mood. When you think he doesn't understand you at all, and even gently forces you to do something, you become defensive against him. But when he devotes his whole heart to you, she feels that her previous anger with Liu Qiao made her seem too narrow-minded, and she did not really treat Liu Qiao as a relative.

On the way back, Chen Yun took the initiative to go to the market to buy alkaline noodles and sesame sauce. She mixed the sesame sauce with warm water at home, and then cooked the alkaline noodles in hot water. After they were cooked, she took them out and added crushed peanuts and carrots mixed with sesame sauce, mixed them, and personally placed them in front of Liu Qiao.

"Brother Liu Qiao, what do you think of the hot dry noodles I made?"

There is no place selling noodles from my hometown in Beijing now, so if you want to eat it, you can only make it yourself.

As soon as Liu Qiao smelled the aroma of the hot dry noodles, he started to eat them quickly. The couple finished all the noodles they bought.

After eating, the two went to the nursery to pick up the child. Zi Rui's eyes were full of tears, and he smiled only when he saw his parents coming over. The teacher was a little embarrassed and said, "We coaxed the child, but he just wanted his mother."

Chen Yun smiled and said, "It's okay. We'll wait until he's older and goes to kindergarten, and then we'll pick him up now."

The child is still too young. It is not good to leave his parents suddenly. Even a two-year-old child cannot eat by himself, let alone pick up his pants and go to the toilet by himself. No matter how good the teacher is, it is impossible for him to do these things willingly. It is better to wait until the child is a little more sensible before sending him to kindergarten.

In Chen Yun's opinion, school education is important, but family education is even more important. If you don't teach your children well at home and leave them to school, it is the school's fault and the teacher's fault if the children do something wrong. This is not right. After all, a teacher is not a teacher of one person. If one person has to teach a class, he or she will inevitably face many students and will not have that much energy.

So Chen Yun thought that she should take care of Zirui for a while first, just in time for him to grow up and then send him to school.

He was still sobbing on the way back. He had never left his mother before. He didn't want Liu Qiao to hold him and insisted on being held by Chen Yun. Both of them even put their hands around Chen Yun's neck.

"Mom... burp... Mom..."

Chen Yun quickly agreed.

"Zi Rui, how about making toys with mom at home tomorrow? The same little rabbits we made in Dragon City before?"

When he heard about the little rabbit, Zi Rui's eyes lit up. He couldn't take many things with him this time and had to give them away. He said obediently, "Mom, I want the little rabbit."

Seeing that he was calm, Chen Yun handed him to Liu Qiao. She smiled and said to Liu Qiao, "I am not spoiling my child. I just think he is too young. We should teach him more. At least he should be able to take care of himself before sending him to school. This way, he can speak clearly and develop good habits at home, so he won't make mistakes when he goes to school."

Liu Qiao affirmed: "You are right. Chinese people often say that a good child is born under the stick, as if as long as we are strict and let the child become independent, it means the child is successful. You are right. In the future, we should not only teach our son more at home, but also let him develop good habits, which will benefit him for the rest of his life."

He himself is a good example. He grew up in an environment of over-severity and over-indulgence. His grandpa and grandma doted on him and accompanied him wherever he went. So when he was a child, he was not used to being with his parents. Whenever the teacher complained, his father thought he was bad, but he never told him how to educate him at home. He either beat him or scolded him.

If there had been someone who could accompany him well, not overindulge him or be extremely strict with him, and who could respect him and guide him in everything, he might not have been as rebellious and disobedient as he was when he was young.

"Hubby, I think you're definitely a good father." Chen Yun praised him with a smile.

Liu Qiao was puzzled: "Why?" He was often busy and never at home, so how could he be a good father?

Chen Yun smiled and said, "Because you respect him." Treating a child equally, educating and guiding the child in the right way, and letting them develop good habits on their own, how can such a father not be a good father?

The author has something to say: I have finished updating the third chapter. I have to go to the hospital for an IV drip tomorrow, so the updates may not be stable.