Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 2793 Children born in a scholarly family

Ye Jiaqi took Xiaoyouzi home and fed him a few mouthfuls of flower cakes.

The little guy held the biscuits in both hands, looked at Ye Jiaqi with big eyes, and grinned.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Jiaqi also laughed, "It's delicious? Mom also liked to eat this when she was a child."

"Eat..." Little Yuzi stretched out her little hand to Ye Jiaqi's mouth, looking expectant.

Ye Jiaqi took a bite, then bit Xiaoyouzi's finger, and kissed her: "Little guy."

When Xiaoyouzi smiled, she showed her neat white teeth. She was sweet and waxy, as cute as a rice dumpling. Ye Jiaqi liked it more and more.

When she was cooking, Xiao Youzi sat on the chair obediently, playing with the robot He Jiaye gave her.

Ye Jiaqi, who doesn't touch the spring water with her ten fingers, already knows how to cook some simple meals, and can also feed the little grapefruit. It was a bit difficult at first, but now she can fully adapt.

Xiaoyouzi seems to like it here too, she doesn't cry or make trouble, she likes to play with Xiao Chenchen the most, and she also likes He Jiaye very much.

Ye Jiaqi thought about it, and when spring came, he would take Xiaoyouzi to Rongcheng and meet Ye Yunxiao.

At night, in the dead of night, she put Xiaoyouzi to sleep, and sat on the bed to write a diary or read a book.

She didn't bring many books, and the books she read recently were all He Jiaye's.

Because of the winter vacation, she is relatively free.

During the day, she would sit by the window alone and cut the window grilles. Although the cuts were not good, they could still be pasted on the windows.

She sent a few copies to He Jiaye.

Unexpectedly, He Jiaye was meticulous in helping the villagers write couplets.

When Ye Jiaqi passed by, he leaned against the door and looked at the bustling courtyard of the orphanage. A large table was placed in the middle of the courtyard, covered with red paper.

The sun is good and warm.

A bunch of villagers around the table were watching He Jiaye write couplets.

Ye Jiaqi didn't expect that He Jiaye's good handwriting, this kind of son from a scholarly family, was really good.

The villagers who got the couplet were very happy, and they were full of praise: "Mr. Xiao He is so amazing, the writing is better than the ones bought in the collection!"

"No, it's better than those shit calligraphers on TV."

"Young man, amazing."

"There is no need to buy couplets for Chinese New Year this year."

There are not many people in the village, and they all come to He Jiaye to write couplets.

Ye Jiaqi couldn't interrupt, so he stood aside and watched quietly.

Really well written.

There were also villagers who teased Ye Jiaqi and asked deliberately: "Mr. Ye, what do you think of Mr. Xiao He's handwriting? Do you like it?"

Ye Jiaqi smiled: "It's also the first time I've seen him write calligraphy, and I feel the same as you."

"Miss Ye, let's grind ink for Teacher Xiao He. Teacher Xiao He has been writing for us for a long time, and I'm tired."

Ye Jiaqi knew that they did it on purpose, but also knew that they had no malicious intentions, so he smiled and stepped forward to help He Jiaye study ink.

It was He Jiaye who was flattered, and quickly said, "I can do it myself."

"It's okay, I'll help you." Ye Jiaqi rubbed ink for him while watching him write.

The villagers who got the couplets all looked satisfied. It didn't take long for everyone in the village to praise He Jiaye one after another.

Although Ye Jiaqi didn't know calligraphy, she looked at He Jiaye's handwriting so well, she couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Do you have mine?"

"Of course, you won't be missing." He Jiaye smiled and wrote the couplet seriously with his head down.

(End of this chapter)