Before the blonde housekeeper could make this ventilation call. was called to the study by the little master after breakfast.
Their little master is really like a character in Xiuzhen's martial arts novels.
How can any child be interested in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood.
Their little master is The study room came out alone, not to mention, there was also a pen, ink, paper and inkstone that would only be used in ancient China.
The blonde butler deeply felt that he had come to settle down to the right place Those book lovers don't understand what it's like to have a real-life version of the master to bring in Their little master is definitely a legendary master However, the blonde butler didn't know why their little master found him at this time.
Thinking about it, the only thing that came to mind was that the little young master would definitely warn him not to say what he shouldn't say.
Don't ask him why he would know That's how web novels are written However, what Qin Mo said was not this, but rather: "Do you have any experience in raising children?"
Blonde Butler: Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "Hmm" Well The blonde housekeeper straightened his posture and temporarily regarded this as the little master asking him: "In our West, when raising children, we pay special attention to one point, which is to cultivate children's independent ability. ” After speaking, he observed the expression of the little young master, as if he was quite satisfied.
Then he continued: "For example, if you eat or something, it's better to let the child do it by himself. ” Hearing this, Qin Mo raised his eyes: "I take the liberty of asking, how old are you this year?"
"Tell the boy, I'm 24."
The blonde butler speaks English.
After Qin Mo heard this, he put down the notebook in his hand: "At the age of 24, you shouldn't be married, I have read Western books, it seems that you have no experience in teaching children." ” So The blonde butler didn't understand this sentence too much.
Qin Mo seemed to be specifying some plan, and muttered to himself: "The food still has to be fed, and the little tiger is still young." ” Blonde butler: Master, since you have already decided, why do you still ask me?
What's more, what is called a little tiger is still small.
You're the same age "Also, change my breakfast to milk in the future."
When Qin Mo said this, there was not the slightest expression on his little face.
The blonde butler was confused: "Little master, don't you like to drink milk?"
Chairman An also specially mentioned this in the back kitchen that the young master prefers Chinese food, and does not like the fishy smell and milk foam of milk, so he rarely drinks it.
How do you suddenly want to change the breakfast now Qin Mo's fingers paused when he heard the blonde butler's question.
And why.
For three centimeters.
"Little master" The blonde butler looked sideways and asked again.
Qin Mo's expression was very light: "From today onwards, I like it." ” The blonde housekeeper was dumbfounded, and said in his heart that their young master was really unpredictable.
At this time, a tiger's little milk sound suddenly sounded in my ears.
"Desert" The young blonde butler turned his head, and sure enough, it was Miss Nine.
Qin Mo also saw the little tiger over there holding hot water in his two paws, and raised his eyes to give the blonde butler a look.
The blonde housekeeper did a very good job at this, and his eyes flashed as soon as he touched it, and his comprehension ability was very strong.
No, he has something to tell Chairman An, he has to be calm and calm, and summarize and summarize Bo Jiu in the study didn't know what was going on, and wagged his little tail as he watched her little princess finish drinking the hot water she had brought over.
There is an infinite sense of satisfaction welling up in my heart.
Yesterday, Mo Mo didn't drink what she brought, and today he didn't resist.
This is a good sign.
It is believed that before long, her little princess will agree to buy herself for her.
It's just beautiful.
Qin Mo drank the hot water in the cup, and his throat felt a lot more comfortable.
Look at the little tiger wagging its tail in front of him. completely denied the young butler's proposal just now.
Little Tiger is already very good at taking care of him, and he doesn't need to cultivate any independent ability at all.
It's just that there is one thing that has not developed according to Qin Mo's thoughts.
After watching him drink the medicine, the little tiger proposed to go home, and said while flicking his tail: "Mom is back, I must be entangled by my dad again, I have to sell a cute, otherwise Mom will be worried." ” Although I know that what Little Tiger said is not wrong.
But his plan was to teach her how to write.
In this way, I can only be in the study by myself.
Qin Mo told himself that this was nothing, but it was quieter.
After Bo Jiu saw the little princess hum, he stood next to the desk, picked up the brush placed on it, and then looked at his sideways face, half-hidden at the junction of light and shadow.
It seems to need a hug.
Bo Jiu didn't hold back thinking like this, the strength was greater, the person hugged it, but the brush he made also fell, and the other one successfully crossed Qin Mo's face.
A second of embarrassment.
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Bo Jiu began to realize that he seemed to be too rough, and he had already stretched out his paws to scratch his ears.
The little princess will surely call her name again.
Unexpectedly, the man just glanced at her, then pulled out a piece of paper and wiped her dirty face.
The more this is the case, the more guilty and flustered Bo Xiaohu becomes.
Qin Mo made it clear, what he raised and what he didn't raise, naturally had two attitudes.
He has to teach him slowly.
"Don't rush over like this in the future."
Bo Jiu nodded, and said, "Inmo, can you not practice calligraphy first." ” "How" After Qin Mo wiped his face, he gave people the feeling of a little prince.
Bo Jiu took his hand: "I want to take you to meet my parents, you took care of me all night yesterday, I have to tell my father." ” Historic progress, what to do next, she still has to learn from her father.
Qin Mo paused after hearing her words.
Thinking about it, she's going to come over more often.
From a polite point of view, you should indeed go and say hello to Uncle Bo.
If Old Man An knew about this, it would definitely be a laugh again.
After all, when did his grandson take the initiative to visit someone?
Now I was moved by the little tiger in a word or two.
It's a miracle.
However, today Qin Mo really doesn't look like staying alone in the study.
I didn't think it was anything like that before.
Probably because there is an extra little tiger around.
Suddenly, there was no more, and I felt very deserted in the study.
After finding a reason to convince yourself.
Young Master Qin cleaned up and took out a down jacket of his own, with a plush collar, and covered a certain little tiger.
At this time, Bo Jiu had no pressure to wear Qin Mo's clothes, but the little face on the liner was even better.
Two people are a brand of coats.
Young Master Qin has a taste for clothing when he was a child, and he is probably influenced by An Ying.
Now like this, two little people are wearing a series of down jackets, stepping on the snow, how to look at how to give people a feeling of pink carving.
Bo Jiu was very happy, because the little princess let her hold her hand and leave.
It's just a little bad, and I don't know why, every time the little princess sees her shoulder, her eyes change.
As for that.
The blonde butler, who was standing in front of the door to see off the two children, was afraid that he had undoubtedly discovered the secret of why the young master wanted to make breakfast milk uniformly.
The little master must have cared about the issue of height It looks like this.
The little young master is indeed shorter than Miss Nine.
After the blonde butler captured this information, he called the boss.
After hearing this thing, Old Man An smiled with a few more lines in the corners of his eyes. yes His grandson also had such times.
Because of the height problem, do you start drinking milk now?
Old Man An smiled and rejoiced again that he had brought his grandson here.
No, it should be said that meeting the little tiger of the Bo family is the most important thing.
The other end.
It was the first time for Xiao Bo Jiu to bring someone home as a guest.
Her dad has too many little secrets to hide, and it's inconvenient for people to see them.
As a little overlord within a radius of ten miles.
Those people also had no way of understanding why she liked the keypad.
For those who don't understand her.
Bo Jiu naturally won't take it home.
Indifference is different.
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Knowing that the keypad was very important to her, she wiped it for her and let her hold it.
Anyway, now how Bo Xiaohu thinks of her little princess.
Mr.
Bo didn't expect that the ninth master of his family would bring the young master Qin on the other side to eat.
The originally set character of eating soft rice, after seeing Qin Mo, raised his eyebrows lazily.
Qin Mo is a smart person, after thinking of a certain adult he saw at home and now wearing a hairband on his head, dressed like a certain adult, these two looks. calmly shouted: "Uncle Bo." ” Mr.
Bo smiled: "Good." ” This little ghost of the Qin family is really interesting.
But no matter how interesting it is, I'm afraid it has to be planted in the hands of the ninth master of his family.
He knew too well how much the enthusiasm expressed by his little ninth master when he wanted something could melt people.
It's up to him.
Mr.
Bo sat down in a dashing manner.
Mrs.
Bo was dressed in professional attire, and she was stepping on a pair of black high heels, and she seemed to be going out, but after seeing her daughter, she melted the coldness in her eyes, and hugged her with a bent down: "Are you obedient today?"
"Yes."
Bo Jiu looked obedient and packed the ticket: "I don't have any skin." ” Mrs.
Bo chuckled and pinched her nose, and when she saw Qin Mo standing on the other side, her eyes were smooth and surprised, you must know that her family nine would never take children home.
This is the first one.
And the other party also has Chinese blood.
Mrs.
Bo is in business and has seen many people of all kinds.
But no child can compare to the little boy in front of him.
It reminds her of the ancient poems she had learned before she went abroad.
There are bandits, standing upright.
At a young age, he is noble and outstanding.
Where did her family meet such a little friend?
Noticing his mother's gaze, Bo Jiuhu's eyes turned round, and after he came out of his arms, he ran to Qin Mo's face, and then took the person's hand: "Mom, this is Momo, he took care of me all night yesterday and fed me medicine." ” Mrs.
Bo knew that her family nine never boasted easily.
The father and daughter are both lazy and lazy to each other.
Very few of them are eye-catching.
Now the daughter's eyes reveal more than just the boy taking care of her.
Madame Bo just wanted to speak.
I saw that the boy made a movement.
Very small movements.
It's just that he stretched out his hand and pulled up the sleeve of her family nine.
Her family nine has been smart since she was a child, and her memory is even different from other children.
Mrs.
Bo is not at home, and sometimes she wonders if this kind of memory is imperceptibly developed.
This is a good thing and not a good thing for small children.
If you have a high IQ, you will probably not be able to make friends in your childhood.
She was always worried that there was no one to take care of her family.
Now it seems that she can not worry so much.
Among her peers, there are also those who can understand her family nine.
It seems that not only understanding, but even her work as a mother has been done.
"Thank you Little Prince Mo for taking such good care of my family."
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Madam Bo bent down and gently touched Qin Mo's head: "I haven't eaten lunch yet, I'll make some for you and Jiu later." ” Qin Mo hadn't spoken yet.
Over there, Mr.
Bo opened his mouth: "Isn't there another meeting to rush, it's really coaxing me." ” Mrs.
Bo glanced at him, which meant nothing more than to say that there was a child, and he, the eldest child, would wait first.
Mr.
Bo put his hand behind him: "It looks like I'm going to fall out of favor." ” Just two sentences of dialogue.
Qin Mo knew what the situation of this family was.
It's completely different from his home.
His mother was taken care of by his father, and he was very gentle and considerate.
It doesn't look like it's in the army at all.
But the majesty of the family is still there.
And his mother was always eaten to death by his dad.
On the other hand, Uncle Bo can be said to be very unscrupulous when he eats soft rice.
Aunt Bo is basically responsible for coaxing the two children.
One is Little Tiger, and the other is Uncle Bo.
Qin Mo thought that he might be able to help Aunt Bo share one, and before the meal began, he naturally took the little tiger aside, leaving Uncle Bo more space to eat soft rice.
This is also the reason why the latter looks at this kid more and more pleasing to the eye.
Yes, it's pretty good.
Mr.
Bo thought like this, taking up a little more of his wife's time. and told the president of his family with practical actions that she didn't need to take care of the two children at all, and it was his eldest child who needed to be managed.
Indeed it is.
Because Bo Xiaohu's attention is no longer on her mother.
Instead, she really wanted to introduce her things to her little princess.
That's not what my dad said.
It was she who wanted to be closer to her little princess.
When Qin Mo followed the little tiger into the room, he found that this room was different from other children's rooms.
It's not that the decoration is any different.
It's a small child's room, and it's impossible to put three computers.
And every computer is up to date.
Not to mention the procedural books that were spilled on the floor.
It's all very simple, though.
But Qin Mo's English level has always been online.
Looking at the cover, I know how much it does, even if I just understand an abstract concept, I understand that the little tiger in front of me is not an ordinary little tiger. aa2705221: