He had clearly written it well, but Lao Qiao was just not satisfied.

Master is different from Old Qiao. Master often praises him, but Old Qiao always says that he doesn't write well enough.

Qiao Chengfan wrote very seriously.

Qiao Sinian sat over and looked through the copybook he copied before: "I need to practice more, and I will invite you a better teacher another day."

"Oh." Qiao Chengfan ignored him.

"Are you practicing the piano? How long does it take to practice a day when you were in London?"

"One hour."

"Um."

"Old Qiao...you blocked my sunshine." Qiao Chengfan looked up at him.

"You!" Qiao Sinian looked at the little boy's clean face, and he really wanted to be angry but he couldn't come out.

He threw down the copy sticker: "Then you continue practicing, I'll go see your sister, she's much more sensible than you."

"Go slowly."

“…”

Qiao Sinian was so depressed.

I wanted to smoke, but I was worried about having children at home, so I stopped smoking and walked to Xiao Yuzi's children's room.

Xiao Yuzi was playing letter games with a young foreign teacher. The foreign teacher was very patient and made the little girl giggle and happy.

The little girl was crawling on the ground, but when she saw Qiao Si Nian coming, she immediately sat upright.

"How are you studying?" Qiao Sinian asked.

The foreign teacher said: "I can read a lot of words."

"Read to me."

Xiao Yuzi had no choice but to open her textbook reluctantly and pick the lyrics she knew how to read.

It’s a pity that I read it very unstandardly and often read it incorrectly.

The little girl scratched her head.

Qiao Sinian was so angry: "Ye Muyuan, have you been in class seriously? Only read one word?"

Xiao Yuzi pouted, scratched her head, looking like she was about to cry.

Very fierce.

"If you don't take it seriously, I'll throw away all your toys."

The foreign teacher coaxed: "Mr. Qiao, Miss Xiao is already very powerful. I don't teach her well. I will teach her patiently. Miss Xiao is very smart, but she is too young, so it is normal for her to not read accurately."

The foreign teacher’s Mandarin is not very fluent, but he is communicating with Qiao Si Nian very seriously.

He felt that Mr. Qiao’s requirements for Miss were too harsh.

"Don't see you." Little Yuzi threw a pillow at Qiao Sinian and pouted sadly.

It's really sad.

Why throw her toys?

Did she make her toy wrong?

Qiao Sinian didn't know why he had such a bad temper today, so he simply stood up and left.

When he walked to the garden, he could no longer hold back and lit a cigarette.

The rising sun in the east hangs in mid-air, and smoke surrounds. Qiao Sinian puts one hand in his pocket and the other hand in the smoke, looking into the distance with deep eyes.

When he returned home, Ye Jiaqi had already had breakfast. She was sitting next to Qiao Chengfan, holding her cheek with one hand, quietly watching Qiao Chengfan write.

The light is softer, while Ye Jiaqi's smile is softer.

The corners of her lips were raised, and her doting eyes fell on Qiao Chengfan's face, full of pampering and tenderness.

Qiao Chengfan wrote a post, and she took it over and read it carefully: "Chengfan wrote it so well."

Qiao Chengfan was embarrassed by her praise: "I have to practice again."

"You keep writing, I'll watch it again. Do you mind others reading it when you write?" Ye Jiaqi asked gently.

"Of course I don't mind, it's just that I'm not well written. I'm sorry to show it to you."

"It's already very good. If you go to school, you will definitely be the best one in your class."

Qiao Chengfan was embarrassed by her praise.
Chapter completed!