My Girl and Tenderness

Mulan looked around in confusion, and then subconsciously looked in his direction. She always wanted to rely on him, and now that they had confessed their relationship, it was even more so.

Even though we always quarreled and disliked each other, he would always help and stay by my side when I got into trouble.

Maybe it's just like what Aunt Hong said, he hasn't slept yet, let's go in and talk to him now...

Forget it, let’s wait for him to accompany the child.

It's a bit stingy to snatch things from a child.

Mulan now showed a little more magnanimity as a wife. She returned to the living room, crossed her long legs, and lay on the sofa.

"Haha... I should get some sleep first."

It’s quite nice to just sleep on the sofa. The living room is spacious and not as cramped as the bedroom. It’s easy to relax and fall asleep naturally.

Anyway, there is no one in the living room now...

"Owner……"

"……" Hearing a dog barking, Mulan looked at Xiao Ye in the den, and remembered that this guy was actually a human being, and she really often forgets that.

He shook his head gently, pulled the blanket beside him to cover himself, put his hands behind his back and closed his sharp eyes.

When he wakes up, ask him if he wants to go back with you. It is also natural for him to meet his parents.

It is natural for them to be husband and wife, but there is also an awkward subordinate relationship, so if he said to her mother, "Please leave our daughter to me," there would be an ambiguous feeling.

"Master or something...husband..."

Even brothers.

Mulan Jiu felt that their relationship was becoming more and more complicated.

And becoming more and more intimate.

……

Wow…

The fresh breeze blew the book by the window, turning the pages continuously, and finally it rolled off the windowsill and fell onto the clean floor with a thud.

It awakened his consciousness.

I looked up in a daze, looking at the bright tiered classroom. The light outside the window was so strong that everything was white and I couldn't see anything.

Only a gentle breeze brought in a slight coolness.

"This is……"

His slow head went numb for a moment, he looked at the book that had fallen to the ground, then looked at himself. He was sitting in his seat, his hands on the table in front of him, his body slightly bent.

It was as if he had fallen asleep on the table.

The surrounding areas were empty, probably because the students had gone out after school.

He was left alone.

Just looking at the scene would make one think so.

"you're awake?"

A rational voice brought his divergent thoughts back to normal, causing him to widen his eyes slightly and turn his head sharply to look in the direction of the blackboard.

In front of the empty blackboard, a girl in a white coat was standing there with her hands in her pockets. Her eyes behind her glasses were indifferent and her face expressionless.

"..." Qin Kong was dazed. When he saw the person in front of him, he was speechless.

They stared at each other for a long time.

Both of them were waiting for the other to speak.

"If there are no other questions, let's move on to the next knowledge point. You are missing too many things, and it is not realistic to fill them in for you bit by bit, so I will just talk about the key points first."

The girl turned away indifferently, took one hand out of her pocket, picked up the chalk and continued to explain.

Am I dreaming again?

Qin Kong looked at this familiar scene, which he had dreamed of before. He also brought back some knowledge notes and gave them to Xiao Qian.

After waking up that time, I never dreamed about it again until now.

He pinched his arm hard.

It hurts so much.

He couldn't help but start to doubt, is this really a dream? He already knew he was dreaming, why couldn't he wake up?

Generally speaking, once a person realizes that he or she is dreaming, it will be difficult to continue dreaming.

But if it wasn't a dream.

He was just taking a nap with the little girls, how come he ended up here in a moment of distraction?

Surprising.

The main thing is torture.

For Qin Kong, studying and going to school is indeed a torture. No matter how correct the reason is, he just doesn't like something.

I just know that I have no choice, so I will still study hard. Whether I like it or not is another matter.

But now he is coaxing the little girls to take a nap, why did he suddenly get caught here? Where is this place? I want to sleep with my daughter, sister and cousin!

He covered his face. Is this considered as excessive joy leading to sorrow?

Just now, I spoiled my daughter, bullied my cousin, and kissed Xiao Qian, but I was very happy. The result is happy, right? I immediately threw you into the classroom to study hard and stop thinking about the little feet of Loli.

It's so tragic.

"Pay attention."

The girl in the white coat above gave a reminder and tapped the blackboard with chalk, trying to attract the attention of some useless person.

"Let's make a deal, shall we?"

Qin Kong said sadly——

"Don't always pull me over when I'm making out with the girls. I still have to take care of the kids."

They say it with righteous words, like some responsible parent, but in fact, it is more for their own happiness.

The three little lolis each have their own characteristics, and it’s really fun to play with them.

“……” The man in the white coat looked at him silently.

After a long time, there seemed to be a sigh.

"It's hard to imagine. I thought those who are close to God would be more generous... Is it too early?"

This is basically a child who has just come of age.

Not mature at all, and doesn't care about this knowledge that can change the world.

Qin Kong didn't feel angry after being talked about a little bit. Instead, he stared at her seriously, looking at those indifferent eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slightly faded.

"You still have a lot to do."

She said:

"It's no use just thinking about those irrelevant things. If you understand, I will explain the formula to you."

"..." Qin Kong heard the other party's preaching and did not refute anything, but just stared at her.

"Is there something on my face? Why are you staring at me? Look at the blackboard!"

The little hand patted the blackboard again, as if he was a little angry? He was teaching so hard, but he just dealt with it casually.

"puff."

He couldn't help but chuckled with his hands covering his mouth, and said -

"I'm sorry, but I really think this is a little funny."

"What's so funny? Is what I said humorous?"

"No, it's just..."

Qin Kong's eyes were gentle, and he said -

"It's just that at home, Xiao Qian, you've never spoken to me in such an impatient tone, which makes me feel a little strange."

“……”The girl in the white coat fell silent.

Extra: The Idiot Family of Three Returns to Their Hometown

Pattering...

The drizzle kept falling, forming a hazy veil in the air, covering the green mountains in the distance like a shy girl.

This kind of weather is actually quite unpleasant. It is very humid inside and outside the house, making people feel a little sleepy all day long.

“Uh…”

The little cutie curled up in the soft quilt pouted, his flaxen hair was loose, and his little feet kicked the quilt a little bit.

It is most comfortable to take a nap on a rainy day. As a child, she also wanted to stay like this for the rest of her life.

stomping on...

However, the footsteps outside the door dispelled her fantasy. Qin Kong pushed the door open and looked at his daughter, who still had one little foot exposed on the bed. He chuckled and said -

"Yinyin, get up. Didn't we agree to go to the grave with dad today?"

It is the most tiring time of the year again. We have to work extremely hard for three consecutive days, climbing mountains, weeding and tilling the land, from early morning to night during the Qingming Festival.

Qin Kong always gives high praise to holidays, and feels that only holidays can be considered a real holiday.

But it is obvious that Qingming is an exception.

There are holidays, but this holiday is not for people to relax, but for working hard. As for Qin Kong himself, every day he would exhaust his energy in worshipping the mountain and fall asleep as soon as he returned home.

Taking a holiday is like being tortured or undergoing forced labor, so it’s better not to have it. Instead, they use a few days of holiday to make people work for two weeks straight, which is really killing them.

Then the good news came. There will be no adjustment for the Qingming Festival this year, so everyone can have a normal rest.

Bad news, if you don’t adjust the day off, you will only have one day off.

There is no way to finish worshipping the mountain.

So I can only get things done on Saturday and Sunday, which makes the schedule even tighter.

I should set off quickly, but looking at the little lazy pig in the quilt, I feel reluctant to wake her up.

After calling out and getting no response, he blinked and said:

"Well... Dad is leaving now, Yinyin you stay home and be good..."

"Huh? No!"

When Yinyin heard that her father was going to leave her alone, the little girl immediately jumped up from the bed and said -

"Yinyin is getting up now, Dad."

Having said that, he immediately threw back the quilt and got out of bed, taking out a set of summer camp clothes that he had prepared yesterday, a camouflage top and shorts, and a straw hat on his head, which was both convenient and cute.

"Let's go, let's go, Yinyin wants to go back home to catch fish!"

It seems like he is really looking forward to it.

For Yin Yin, there was no concept of "hometown" before. It was only after Qin Kong came and she recognized him as her father that she had a home.

The father’s hometown is naturally the daughter’s hometown.

Qin Kong scratched his head——

"Why is this girl so excited?"

"I was talking about that. When you were putting the child to bed last night, didn't you keep telling her how much fun you had back home?"

Mrs. Ye rolled her eyes at him. She was pretending to be innocent again. Almost all of Yin Yin's willfulness was due to his unruly father.

Qin Kong looked at his wife, who, though disdainful, continued to help him pack. She knelt gently on the ground and put a lot of things into a mountaineering bag.

There is a boiled chicken, a piece of pork, and a bowl of sticky rice. For simple worship, these are the basic offerings, with two rows of six teacups in front, three for tea and three for wine.

Of course, some places have three teas and five wines, and some have five teas and five wines. It’s hard to say, just go with what you like.

"Let's go, Mom and the others have already passed, we can just teleport."