Media reporters are not invited to the funerals of upper-class people, but there are always some bold guys who like to take advantage of loopholes. Unfortunately, the Qin residence is heavily guarded and vigilant, and no reporter succeeded in getting the fruits of victory, and all of them were thrown out.

Qin Younian held a grand funeral for Yu Hongqing. At the funeral, he personally wrote Yu Hongqing's name next to his own on the family tree. He also personally burned Yu Hongqing's wedding dress and all the wedding supplies he owed her. He kept the two rings.

After Yu Hongqing was buried in the ancestral tomb, the grand funeral came to an end.

"Younian, what's the child's name?" Qin Yanqin pushed a cup of hot water in front of Qin Younian and said seriously, "Tell me, I'll ask my men to help find it."

Qin Younian picked up the hot water and drank it all. He looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Qin Nianqing... Qing'er gave it to me. It's a nice name... The child also has a nickname, Little Candy."

"Little candies?" Before Qin Yanqin could say anything, Qin Ruochen, who walked into the balcony with red wine and three goblets, took the lead and said, "What little candies? Do you want some candies?"

Qin Yanqin listened to his words, shook his head helplessly, reached out to take a glass and red wine, opened the bottle cap easily, poured half a glass and said, "You are the father of two children, can you change your bad habit of only half-obeying?"

"What's wrong with me? I just came here and that's all I heard, okay? Who knows what you said before? I don't have super hearing, so isn't it normal that I only heard half of it?"

Qin Ruochen didn't think he had done anything wrong. He raised his eyebrows and refuted Qin Yanqin, then was stuffed with a bottle of wine by Qin Yanqin. If he hadn't reacted quickly, the red wine would have spilled onto his clothes.

"Brother, you are already a father of two children, can you be more steady? If you are so impetuous, how can you set a good example for your children?!"

Qin Ruochen always found time to find opportunities to confront Qin Yanqin, and every time he made the other party speechless and had no choice but to use violence against him. At this moment, Qin Yanqin had already kicked him.

"Get out of the way. You talk back at me every time I say something to you. I think you deserve a beating."

"Hey, big brother, can you change your habit of getting violent when you can't argue? No wonder my poor nephew is so rebellious in high school."

"Ha! Your son is in middle school and has already learned to pick fights with people, and he can't even beat anyone. He is such a novice and a playful person. Count the number of times you have entered the school!"

"Brother, I think you really deserve a beating in every aspect. Believe it or not, I will fight you now!"

"Come on, come on, let's see who will beat who."

Qin Younian sighed, drank his red wine, and said, "Stop making trouble. Wang Shuo and the others can hear us. If we are discovered, I won't be the one to be embarrassed."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Yanqin and Qin Ruochen instantly quieted down. They looked at Qin Younian with their wine glasses, smiled at each other, and then walked over to hug him, walked to the table and sat down. Qin Younian was forced to sit down and clink glasses with them.

Here, Qin Younian was immersed in the pain of losing his wife and son, while on the other side, in a courtyard similar to a quadrangle courtyard in Guihua Lake, Province G, fathers and babies were sleeping soundly, except for the rooms of Song Lianqing and Xiao Tangguo.

The dads and babies in other rooms had all fallen asleep, and the audience thought they were unconscious when they watched them sleep. After turning around, they came back and found that the camera had cut to Xiao Tangguo and Song Lianqing's room. They discovered that they were not asleep, so they stayed back to watch them and watched with great interest.

"Baby, Daddy will go to the gym and set up the chessboard for you."

Seeing that Xiao Tangguo's hard pen calligraphy was almost finished, Song Lianqing simply rubbed his little head and lowered his head to talk to him.

"Yeah! Thanks, Dad!"

Little Candy looked up at Song Lianqing and nodded seriously. His big watery eyes showed his seriousness. His little fat trembling while nodding added a lot of cuteness to his serious expression. It was a picture of maturity and cuteness at the same time. It was extremely adorable.

Song Lianqing thought the little boy was so adorable, so he reached out and poked his little fat, then lowered his head and kissed his cheek with a curious look on his face, "You are such a good boy."

The little boy nodded seriously, then sat upright and wrote seriously. The hard pen characters he wrote today were: love, joy, fat, An, Song.

When writing characters with simple strokes, the little boy writes correctly, quickly and beautifully. However, when writing characters with many strokes, he writes very slowly. At this time, he will settle for the second best and only strive to be correct and upright, putting the speed aside for the time being.

After writing hard pen calligraphy, Xiao Tangguo began to review what she had learned before. After consolidating it, she started to memorize English words.

After knowing his learning task, Song Lianqing bought him an English learning machine, which also comes with a tablet. He can read and write along, and his learning efficiency instantly improved a lot. However, the little guy is not learning simple English for his age, so when the learning machine first spoke, the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.

[Wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow! I always thought that it was amazing that little Tangguo could write so many words, do arithmetic, count, and have decent literary talent at such a young age, but I didn’t expect his English to be even better! Oh my god! Is this the benefit of having a mother who is a top student? The top student gene is in her genes. To be honest, I’m jealous.]

[Baby, mom is a poor student and can’t pass on the genes of a top student to you. You will have to rely on yourself for your future study journey. Baby, mom is sorry for you!]

[Wake up, you don’t have a child yet, don’t worry, just find a boyfriend who is a top student, and you can improve your genetic problems, come on! Oli Gei!!!]

[Aaaaah, am I the only one who noticed that when Zizi was studying hard, his little hair was always wiggling? It's so cute! His little fat was shaking! Ah... I'm dead... *?((???))?*]

[Wait! Did you notice that Mr. Song set up a chessboard? What did he say to the little kid? What did he mean by that? Could it be that the kid wants to play chess later? - =???? =???? ?( 'Д`)?]

[Ahhh! I want to steal babies. No matter if it’s red, yellow, blue or green, I can put them in any sack!!!]

To the surprise of the audience in the live broadcast room, the little boy completed the writing and other knowledge tasks. He put down his pen, stretched lazily, and then looked back at Song Lianqing.

Song Lianqing had just set up the chessboard. When he saw him looking over, he walked over and rubbed his little head. "Are you done with your studies?"

The little boy shook his head, then looked at the chessboard and pointed with his little hand, "Dad, there are also chess pieces."

After listening to him, Song Lianqing sighed softly, bent down to pick him up, and rubbed his temple with some heartache. "You have been studying for so long, do you want to take a break and look at the scenery before continuing?"

"When mommy asks Little Candy to study, she must finish it on time. Little Candy promised mommy, so she must do it. Lying is not good."

Little Candy hugged Song Lianqing's neck and repeated the same answer in a milky voice. Every time Song Lianqing saw him studying so hard, he would ask him a question with heartache, but the little guy always gave the same answer. He knew that he really couldn't change him.

"Okay then, let's continue learning how to play the next chess move today."

Song Lianqing put the little candy on the bed. The little candy rolled around in the bed, giggling. Then she sat up and looked at Song Lianqing with an innocent smile, nodding.

As a result, the parent-child live broadcast room of Song Lianqing and Xiaonaituanzi instantly turned into a chess game live broadcast room. Song Lianqing knows how to play chess, but he is just that good. Compared with a talented player like Xiaotangguo who has accumulated experience over a long period of time, the possibility of losing is very high.

So in order to help the little guy, Song Lianqing really took the train overnight to various places to search for chess manuals. He was more anxious to memorize the chess manuals than to remember the lines. He didn't get the point at the beginning and worked in vain for a long time before he was given guidance by the little boy's unintentional words. From then on, he embarked on the road of chess and never stopped.

The main thing was that I sat opposite the little kid and watched him frowning and puffing his cheeks as he thought hard. He was so cute. He also took the opportunity to take a lot of photos. It was really, really comfortable!

Anyway, no matter what the atmosphere was between the father and son, the video of their game was edited and posted online. Passersby on the Internet rushed into the live broadcast room after seeing it, and people in the industry would not let it go. This is a good seedling that may shock the Chinese chess circle. Who wouldn't like it?