Chapter 451- This generation of children is too difficult to lead
"Thinking about it, fate is quite amazing. Who knows who will end up with whom? Maybe you'll all have babies next year." Shi Feiye imagined what it would be like for her own baby to be an older brother or sister with a bunch of little ones:
"Then our Linlang and Xiaochen can run around with a bunch of little kids. They'll be so cute when they play together."
Wan Fu thought about the scene and it seemed quite interesting:
"Well, there will be such a day, hahahaha."
"Mommy, I want a hug."
Linlang took unsteady steps and strolled over to Shi Feiye, reaching her knees and trying hard to rest her head on her legs. She was very dissatisfied with her mother for talking on the phone 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 quickly hung up the phone, 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 for 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 and went downstairs.
The little girl pouted in dissatisfaction: "I don't understand what Daddy says. Even if my brother understands, he can't convince me. I don't want to play with them anymore. They are the men. Mommy and I are the girls."
"Hey, who told you that girls have to play with girls?" How could a child have such a terrible idea?
"It's what they said on TV, but I don't understand what my father and brother said." Linlang was carried obediently by Shi Feiye to the living room downstairs, allowing Shi Feiye to put her back next to Qin Bulu.
"I sigh deeply and wipe away my tears, lamenting the hardships of people's lives. Although I love to dress gracefully and wear beautiful clothes, I am always nagging and changing my ways at night. I have been replaced by fragrant flowers, and even if I die nine times, I will never regret it. I resent the vastness of the spirits, never understanding the hearts of the people. The women are jealous of my beautiful eyebrows and spread rumors that I am promiscuous. The craftsmanship of the current customs is so exquisite that they break the rules and make mistakes. They go against the rules to pursue the curve, competing for the standard of beauty. I am depressed and desolate in this city, alone and helpless at this time. I would rather die in exile than endure this state. Birds of prey are different from other birds, and this has been the case since the past..."
Master Feiye: “…”
She finally understood why her daughter couldn't stand her father and brother. Haha, even with this kind of thing, two men could still talk about it seriously while the other listened to it seriously. It was really intoxicating.
"What are you doing?" Talking about "Li Sao" to a one-year-old kid, is that crazy?
"Dad is telling me something wonderful." 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 Dad's explanation is very nice." Qin Zhichen hesitated for a moment and answered firmly.
The corners of Shi Feiye's mouth twitched. Poor kid, she could only turn to Qin Bulu and say, "The children are still young. You should at least tell them something they can understand. Linlang is so disgusted that she can't understand and doesn't want to listen that she came to me."
"I told them children's stories, but they thought they were boring." Qin Bulu said helplessly, looking at the pair of children's books on the table.
"Hmm?" Shi Feiye took a look and saw that most of the content was for children around two years old. The daily lives of various animals contained various little truths.
This thing is quite good. Shi Feiye thought that the children didn't like to listen to Qin Buzhu'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 telling stories..." "Mommy tells stories well..." The two little babies raised their hands and clapped in unison.
"It was a beautiful 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, reading 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?" 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 then raised his own doubts.
Shi Feiye's smile froze, and she looked up at her son and daughter, but she first saw the corners of her husband's lips curled up, his eyes bright with a smile.
This is clearly a joke on myself, 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 anthropomorphic. 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 already humans, so why do you 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 make too much of it."
"But Brother Xiaoci said that when listening to people tell stories, we should think more about the reasons. 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 developing 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 was nothing wrong with asking why, and if she didn't give an answer, it was just because the parents were lazy. But she couldn't fool the children like that, so she continued to answer the question:
"What Brother Xiaosi said is of course right, but you are still too young. There are some things that you will understand even if your mother tells you. When you grow up a little, you will naturally understand."
"But why wait until I'm older? This question isn't difficult. Why doesn't this person just write 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 it was because their two babies were smarter, and she finally understood why Qin Bulu stopped telling stories to the children.
"Well, let's change the story." Shi Feiye tried to change the subject.
Fortunately, the children were very cooperative with their mother and nodded their heads in agreement.
At this moment, Qiuqiu ran down from upstairs, approaching the group with an elegant cat-like gait. Linlang's attention was immediately diverted, and her eyes lit up:
"Qiuqiu wants a hug."
As she spoke, she used her little paws to grab Qiuqiu's tail. Qiuqiu screamed immediately, but she didn't fight back. Instead, she jumped to Linlang's side and lay down, then rested her head on Linlang's legs.
Xiaochen has already started to educate his sister: "Don't grab Qiuqiu's tail. If you use too much force, it will hurt her. Just like when someone pulls your hair, she will come over to play with you."
"I know." Linlang nodded randomly, then began to touch Qiuqiu. Shi Feiye saw that she was touching Qiuqiu in a messy way. It was hard for Qiuqiu to 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: "I want..." "I want, I want..." "Meow~" Even Qiuqiu came to join in the fun.
"Okay, let me start my story. Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Kong Rong. One day, his family brought over a bunch of pears. Since he was the youngest, they told him to take pears first, but he took the smallest one. People asked him why he always took the smallest one, and he said he ate the smallest ones because he was the youngest, while his older brothers ate the largest ones. People thought he was a smart and virtuous person who knew how to share and be humble from a young age."
"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'll get beaten in the future."
As soon as Master Feiye finished speaking, Linlang refuted.
"It's also possible that he simply doesn't like pears anymore, so he made up an excuse to appear nice, but that might not actually be the case." Qin Zhichen also refuted.
Master Feiye: “…”
Why do I suddenly feel a little tired?
"You're right. One story can teach us many things. The key is which one you're willing to believe."
Qin Buzhu suddenly spoke, touching Linlang and Xiaochen's heads:
"Perhaps Kong Rong did eat a large pear once as a child and felt it would be a waste if he couldn't finish it, so he always chose small pears. Or maybe he was afraid of being beaten by his brother, or maybe he just didn't like pears. These aren't really that important. It's very hasty to judge someone based on just one story, especially when something as trivial as this can be faked."
"So, we can't just focus on the little things in the future, right, Dad?" Xiaochen looked up at Qin Bulu.
"Yes, you will gradually understand in the future what kind of people a person is and what they can't see. But those are things you will learn when 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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