Chapter 451 This class of children is too difficult to raise
"Think about it, fate is quite amazing. Who knows who will live with whom? Maybe you will all have babies next year." Shi Feiye imagined what her baby would look like as an older brother or sister with a group of little kids:
"Then our Linlang and Xiaochen can run around with a bunch of little kids. They will be super cute when they play together."
Wan Fu thought about the scene and it seemed quite interesting:
"Yeah, there will be such a day, hahahaha."
"Mommy, I want a hug."
Linlang took unsteady steps and strolled to Shi Feiye, reaching her knees. She tried hard to put her head on Shi Feiye's legs. She was very dissatisfied with the fact that her mother was talking on the phone with someone instead of playing with her.
"Alright, alright. Our Linlang is worried. I won't talk to you anymore. Go and accompany Linlang. See you tomorrow."
Wan Fu hung up the phone quickly, leaving Shi Feiye, who was holding the phone and looking at Linlang helplessly, sighing to himself.
"Mommy, I want a hug." Linlang reached out and patted Shi Feiye's legs, opening her arms and asking Shi Feiye to hug her quickly.
"Okay, Mommy will hold you. Why doesn't Linlang play with daddy and brother?" Shi Feiye picked up Qin Linlang, stood up and went downstairs.
The little girl pouted in dissatisfaction: "I don't understand what daddy says, and even if my brother understands, he can't talk to me. I don't want to play with them anymore. They are men, and mommy and I are the ones. Mommy is a girl."
"Hey, who told you that girls have to play with girls?" How could a child have such terrible thoughts?
"It was said on TV, but I don't understand what my father and brother said." Linlang was obediently carried by Shi Feiye to the living room downstairs, allowing Shi Feiye to put her back next to Qin Buju.
"I sigh deeply and wipe away my tears, lamenting the hardships of people's lives. Although I like to dress up and wear beautiful clothes, I am always angry and angry. I have been replaced by fragrant flowers and fragrant herbs. I am also what I like, and I will not regret it even if I die nine times. I blame the spirits for being so arrogant that I never consider the people's hearts. The women are jealous of my beautiful eyebrows and spread rumors that I am good at sex. The craftsmanship of the current customs is to break the rules and correct mistakes. They go against the rules to pursue the curve, and compete with each other to measure the size. I am depressed and lonely in this city, and I am alone in poverty at this time. I would rather die in exile than do this. Birds of prey are different from others, and it has been like this since the previous life..."
Master Feiye: “…”
She finally understood why her daughter couldn't stand her father and brother. Haha, even with this kind of stuff, two men could still talk about it seriously and listen to it seriously. It was really funny.
"What are you doing?" Talking about "Li Sao" to a one-year-old kid, is this crazy?
"Dad is telling me something very good." Qin Zhichen said cutely. He looked very steady, but with his slightly chubby face, he looked very cute.
Shi Feiye couldn't help but hug the child and kiss him, which earned him a slightly embarrassed and shy smile:
"Thank you mommy, I love you."
"I love you too, baby, can you understand something so complicated?" This is simply child abuse!
"I don't quite understand, but what dad says is very nice." Qin Zhichen hesitated for a moment and answered firmly.
Shi Feiye's mouth twitched. Poor kid, she could only turn to Qin Buju and say, "The children are still young, you should at least tell them something they can understand. Linlang was disgusted that she couldn't understand, and she didn't want to listen so she went to find me."
"I told them children's stories, but they thought they were boring." Qin Buju said helplessly to the pair of children's books on the table.
"Hmm?" Shi Feiye took a look and found that most of them were things for children around two years old. The daily lives of various animals contained various little truths.
This is a good book. Shi Feiye thought that the children didn't like to listen to Qin Buju's reading because it was too boring. She sat on the sofa, picked up a book, and waved the book in her hand at the children with a smile:
"Come, let mom tell you."
"Yeah, let's listen to mommy's story." "Mommy tells a good story." The two little babies raised their hands and clapped in unison.
"It was a nice day, and Little Bear decided to treat the animals in the forest to lunch because it was his birthday. He had planned this a long time ago..."
Shi Feiye used all her tenderness and patience to read with great emotion, but——
"Mom, doesn't the little bear eat meat? The little rabbit and the little yellow chicken will be eaten if they go there, right?" Little Qin Linlang interrupted before Shi Feiye finished speaking.
"Yes, mom. Is that little pig a wild boar or the domestic pig we usually eat? If it is a domestic pig, it will be eaten by the little bear, right?"
Little Qin Zhichen also raised his own questions.
Shi Feiye's smile froze. She looked up at her son and daughter, but she first saw the corners of her husband's lips raised, and his eyes were full of smiles.
This is clearly a joke to yourself, but what's so difficult about this kind of question?
Teacher Feiye smiled and explained to the children: "The little bears, pigs, rabbits, yellow chickens and other small animals here are all anthropomorphized. They are not the small animals you usually see, so you can treat them as people."
"But it's not right to treat them as humans. They are all humans, so why do you have to call them small animals instead of just humans?" Qin Zhichen immediately asked, "Also, why do you have to treat others to a meal on your birthday? Shouldn't others treat the birthday person to a meal?"
"Because it looks cuter when written this way, and it's just a metaphor, so don't take it too seriously."
"But Brother Xiaoci said that when listening to people telling stories, we should think more about why. Mommy, isn't what Brother Xiaoci said right?"
Little Qin Zhichen's face was filled with confusion. He was still too young and still a long way from having his own independent way of thinking. He could only look up at Shi Feiye, hoping that Shi Feiye would give him an answer.
Shi Feiye was about to say that this depends on the situation, but she shut up before she could say it. There is nothing wrong with asking why. If the parents don't give an answer, it's just because they are lazy. But you can't fool your children like this, so she continued to answer the question:
"What Brother Xiaosi said is of course right, but you are still too young now. There are some things that you will understand even if your mother tells you. When you grow up, you will naturally understand."
"But why wait until we grow up? This question is not difficult. Why doesn't this person write directly about people? Writing about animals is obviously not as convenient as writing about people, and this story obviously has nothing to do with cuteness." Xiaochen still wanted to know the answer.
"Oh, brother is so stupid. Of course it's because that person is stupid." Linlang announced the answer loudly.
"No way, Dad said that people who write books are all quite old."
"That's just an old fool." Linlang added, shaking her head.
Master Feiye: “…”
She didn't really want to say that it was because their two babies were smarter, and she finally understood why Qin Bu Ru stopped telling stories to the children.
"Well, let's change the story." Shi Feiye tried to change the subject.
Fortunately, the children cooperated with their mother and nodded their heads to show their agreement.
At this time, Qiuqiu ran down from upstairs and walked in front of several people with an elegant cat step. Linlang's attention was immediately diverted, and her eyes lit up:
"Qiuqiu! I want a hug."
As he said that, he used his little paws to grab Qiuqiu's tail. Qiuqiu screamed immediately, but she didn't fight back. Instead, she jumped to Linlang's side, lay down, and then put her head on Linlang's legs.
Xiaochen has begun to educate his sister spontaneously: "Don't grab Qiuqiu's tail. If you use force, she will feel pain. It's like someone pulling your hair. She will come over to play with you by herself."
"I know." Linlang nodded randomly, and then began to touch Qiuqiu. Shi Feiye saw that she was touching him in a messy way, and felt it was amazing that Qiuqiu could bear to play with her. She didn't know where she got the patience from.
"Do you want to hear more stories?"
The two little guys' attention was instantly drawn back: "Yes." "Yes, yes, yes." "Meow~" Even Qiuqiu came to join in the fun.
"Okay, then Mommy will start. Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Kong Rong. One day, his family brought a bunch of pears. They thought Kong Rong was the youngest child, so they asked him to take the first one, but he took the smallest one. Others asked him why he always took the smallest one. He said that he ate the smallest one because he was the youngest, while his brothers, who were older, ate the largest one. Others thought that he knew how to share things with others and was humble since he was a child. He was a smart and virtuous person."
"No, it could be that he can't beat his brothers so he has to eat the younger ones. If he eats the older ones, he will get beaten in the future."
As soon as Shi Feiye finished speaking, Linlang refuted.
"It is also possible that he simply doesn't like eating pears, so he made up an excuse to appear to be a good person, but that may not be the case in fact." Qin Zhichen also refuted.
Master Feiye: “…”
Why do I suddenly feel a little tired?
"You are right, so one story can tell us many truths. The key is which one you are willing to believe."
Qin Buzhu suddenly spoke and touched Linlang and Xiaochen's heads:
"Maybe Kong Rong did eat a big pear once when he was a child and thought it was a waste if he couldn't finish it, so he chose to eat small pears afterwards. Maybe he was afraid of being beaten by his brother, or maybe he didn't like eating pears. These are actually not that important. It is very hasty to judge a person based on a story, especially such a small thing that can be disguised."
"So, we can't just focus on small things in the future, right, Dad?" Xiaochen looked up at Qin Buzhu.
"Yes, you will gradually understand in the future which things can show what kind of person a person is and which things cannot be seen, but those are things after you grow up. Now, it's time for us to drink milk." Qin Buzhu continued to touch his baby's head.
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