Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Jiang Qingchi righteously educates his sister.

"Just like mom and dad, a husband like mom is a real husband."

"But we were playing Jiajia. Can you both be my husband?"

"Damn, you are so greedy, and you need two husbands. You will be arrested by the police uncle like this."

"Wow--"

Threatened by her brother, the little girl cried reflexively.

"Why did the police uncle arrest me? I didn't do anything bad!"

"Sister, don't be sad."

Xiao Jiang San'er hugged Jiang Chunhe and hurriedly told her that Jiang Qingchi lied to her and told her not to cry.

"I will be my sister's husband. Can my sister sell me ice cream? I will give my sister one hundred yuan."

"But if you call my sister, you are not my husband. Then you should be a prince. You must call me a princess."

"Good Princess."

Jiang San'er took out 100 yuan in the props, handed it to Jiang Chunhe, bought an ice cream made from pink plasticine, and ate it as if it were delicious.

Jiang Chunhe wiped away his tears, sucked his nose, and looked at Jiang Qingchi.

"Your Majesty, what do you want to eat?"

Your Majesty?

This title looks pretty good.

Jiang Qingchi raised Erlang's legs, his eyes lowered slightly, and he glanced proudly at something made of plasticine on the table, and coughed gently, "I want it."

"Ah? You want so much, can you finish it?"

"I can't finish it. I can give it to my people. Do you dare to disobey the king's order?"

"Don't dare, your Majesty, I will put all these things up for you, please wait for me for a while."

The little girl went to take the packaging bag, and put the strawberries, cherries, matcha cake, and chocolate together.

"The total is 500 yuan. Your Majesty the King will give me cash."

"Hey, can you settle the bill? 10+20+30+50 is obviously 11 yuan."

"Oh oh oh, then 11 yuan is fine!"

Jiang Chunhe just said a number casually.

Jiang Jingming stretched out his fingers to count on the table.

"Brother, it should be 110 yuan."

"I said 11 yuan is 11 yuan, I am the king, do you dare to disobey my orders?" Jiang Qingchi is not the same.

"...Don't dare, my King."

"It's pretty much the same. You pack up all these things and distribute them to my people."

Jiang Jingming obediently followed.

Jiang Qingchi put the packing bag away and stood up, "Okay, Chuner, is the end of the house?"

"This is just the beginning!"

"But you are all sold out."

"It can be done again if it is sold out, and His Majesty has not tied my hair yet."

"Why should I tie your hair? I'm the king!"

Jiang Qingchi is now full of kings, kings, and kings.

What does the king represent?

Lord, emperor, god.

What are the rights of the king?

Make people, teach people, arrogant, but arrogantly arrogant!

Jiang Chunhe was unhappy for a while, hands on his hips, "Because my father will pigtail me every day, you are now the king, the princess's father, you should also pigtail me!"

"Well, for the sake of the old king, I can barely comb your hair once."

Speaking of which, this is the first time Jiang Qingchi has tied Jiang Chunhe's hair.

It's not that he doesn't care for his sister. It's just that he is active by nature. Pigtailing is a slow work and requires extreme patience and good temper. Jiang Qingchi can't do it so patiently. He is quick-tempered.

Jiang Qingchi sat behind Jiang Chunhe, biting the rubber band, and then earnestly tied two horns to the sky for his sister.

"San'er, do you see if I pierced it?"

Three children: "..."

He didn't know whether to say good-looking or not good-looking is better.

Jiang Chunhe looked in the mirror expectantly, what is it...

Pouting dissatisfiedly, "Dad and brother are not the same at all."

"Now there are no father and brother, only the king, the king is the imperial edict, I have the best look, dare you not convinced?"

"Well then, I'll make some delicious food for the king and prince first, don't leave you two, just sit here."

"..."

For a boy, being with a girl is really the most painful thing in the world. It is like a man shopping with a woman. You have to obey the whole process. You can't feel that time passes slowly, and you have to endure the pain of giving a girl a bag. Simply miserable.

Jiang San'er was fine. He was assembling a new small train. It was assembled everywhere, without any delay.

Jiang Qingchi was so bored that he grabbed Jiang Chunhe's two braids from behind, "Uuuuu, ride my beloved motorcycle...Dip, drive!"

Jiang Chunhe was not annoyed either. He felt that his brother was playing with him, indicating that his brother liked him very much and laughed happily.

"San'er, come ride a motorcycle too."

"No, I want to ride a train." Jiang Jingming continued to lower his head to assemble the small train.

"Hmph, your train is so small, it would be nice to be able to ride a little ant."

"Knock."

Yannian knocked on the door and greeted the children to eat cake.

The sight is full of mess, and Jiang Chun and the two retro horns, pouting, made my mother laugh.

"Chun'er, who tied your hair?"

"Brother! No, it's your Majesty the King!"

"Hahahaha... The two kings and princesses, the servants put the cake here, please taste it slowly."

After speaking, he closed the door and went out.

She actually wanted to play with the family, but she was so old, it would be too embarrassing to be the same as a three-year-old.

Jiang Chunhe brought the cake over. Jiang Qingchi was hungry, and he reached out to grab a piece of it to eat. The next second he was shaken by Jiang Chunhe.

"This is for food to be given!"

That's not easy.

Jiang Qingchi pushed all the children's coins to eat cake.

Jiang Chunhe shook his head: "No, this time I need real money."

Jiang Qingchi was not happy anymore.

"I am His Majesty the King and the master of this country. What attitude did you use to talk to me? Huh?"

"Sorry, Your Majesty, I mean, we should taste this delicious cake slowly, not in a hurry."

"Well, you cut it into small pieces and serve it to me and the prince. I can let the prince of a neighboring country marry you as a queen, and you will have a husband in the future!"

"Really? Who is the prince?"

Where is the prince!

Jiang Qingchi made up.

But it was always his ability to open his eyes and talk nonsense, and his face was not red and heartbeat.

"I can’t tell you now, otherwise it’s not a surprise. You cut the cake first, and take good care of your Royal Highness and me. If you are not obedient, I will let you marry the toad. Oh no, I will let the one on TV last night Red-haired old witch, take you away and eat it!"

Last night Jiang Qingchi watched a horror movie again. There was a terrifying woman on the TV with one eye missing and long red nails, which scared Jiang Chunhe again.

Thinking about this, Jiang Chunhe hurried to cut the cake, for fear that the king would punish him if he was angry.

Finally, it was cut and brought to the king. There were ten pieces of cake in total, and Jiang Qingchi ate five pieces in one bite.

"You go out and get me a drink, I'm thirsty!"

"Good Majesty, please wait a moment."

Jiang Chun reconciled his apron and left the room reluctantly, turning his head to look at the cake in Jiang Qingchi's hand.

Oh, brother won’t eat all the remaining cakes...

I knew I wouldn't want him to be a king from the beginning, what a nuisance!

Jiang Qingchi ate two more cakes by himself, and gave three more cakes to Jiang San'er.

"Brother, you ate seven yuan, too much."

"Stupid, I did it on purpose. I don't have to leave it for that little girl. Who told her to say today that I'm not handsome or cute or beautiful, I'm angry."

Although it is not clear what happened, Jiang Jingming still left two pieces of cake for his sister.

Just eat one piece by yourself.

He himself is not very fond of sweets like cakes.

"Since you don't eat it? Then I will eat it!"

"Hey--"

Invalid blocking!

Jiang Jingming watched, the rogue and authoritarian King ate the cake that should have belonged to the princess.

Satisfied Jiang Qingchi licked his mouth and pulled Jiang San'er out of the room.

Jiang Chunhe poured the juice and came back with an empty plate, not to mention the cake, there is no cake residue!

"Wow……!!!"

Badass king!

No, it's bad brother!

Brother Smelly, he is a scumbag!

On weekdays, Jiang Beiyuan was not at home, Jiang Chunhe cried, and just said a few words, but today when his father is at home, Jiang Qingchi dared to make a mess under the tiger's nose.

The consequence is naturally being taken out of the room by Jiang Beiyuan, allowing him to clean up the mess he left behind and make his sister happy, otherwise he won't be given dinner tonight.

Jiang Qingchi was reluctant and unwilling to subdue.

"Sorry, don't cry, little crying bag."

"Little crying bag? You are the little crying bag, and your whole family is the little crying bag."

In a word, Jiang Beiyuan's eyebrows were flying.

Look at Yannian again. Yannian is knitting towels with her head down. It doesn't matter if she hangs up high, she doesn't know anything. Anyway, her daughter does not follow her when she scolds people.

Jiang Qingchi sighed, spread his hands, and shrugged his shoulders to the utmost helplessness: "So what are you going to do, don't you still have cakes at home? Shall I cut some cakes for you?"

"Huh, I don't want to eat cake now!"

"Then lady, what do you want to do?"

"I need to……"

The little princess rolled her eyes flexibly, saw the high heels at the entrance, and smiled slyly.

"I want my brother to walk in mother's high heels!"

Jiang Qingchi gritted his teeth: "Mom's shoes are too big!"

"No matter what, brother wears it, otherwise I will never forgive brother!"

Jiang Qingchi gritted his teeth again.

Why does this line sound so familiar? Okay, feng shui turns around, right?

He simply didn't do it forever, "Just wear it!"

It was not enough to wear high heels. Jiang Chunhe also ordered Jiang Qingchi to walk and imitate Zhao Benshan's coughing and bending, until he learned a lot and made her laugh. Then he gave up and let his brother go!

Jiang Qingchi's face turned green with anger.

Why is someone else’s sister so cute and well-behaved, and as quiet as a doll? Why is his sister, like a mutant species, come out every time she thinks about it?

Wait and see, he will definitely return!

Humph! !

…………

Midsummer is over, and autumn has arrived unknowingly.

Seeing that Jiang Chun and Jiang Jingming were old enough, Yan Nian and Jiang Beiyuan considered sending their two children to kindergarten.

It happens that Jiang Qingchi is in a big class now, and he will only go to elementary school next year. This year he can take care of his brother and sister and protect them, which is very good.

Jiang Jingming and Jiang Chunhe first day of school, Jiang Qingchi went to the small class to show up.

Before the teacher came, he stood on the stage and said to the slugs under the stage:

"These are my brothers and sisters of Jiang Qingchi. If anyone dares to bully them, they will have trouble with me Jiang Qingchi. I will make you unable to eat and crawl around. Do you understand?"

Then he raised his small fist and showed it to the big guy, his fist was round and full of power!

The children sitting, some sniffed, some blinked, you look at me, I look at you, just look at this boastful brother just like watching the excitement.

Jiang Qingchi thought they were scared, and put his fingers on his chin in an "eight" gesture, and raised his hair proudly, "Don't underestimate my fists. In short, if any of you can't live with our Jiang family, I will let you make life difficult for."

After speaking, he turned back to the class.

Jiang Jingming and Jiang Chunhe were arranged in different groups.

Jiang Chunhe is very popular. The children in the same group praised her for her beautiful appearance. The girls asked where Jiang Chunhe's skirt and hairpin were bought.

Chun'er's appearance is stunning and agile, her long eyelashes are curled up, and her delicate facial features are radiant. Her little hands gently stroke the decoration on the top of her head, "This is what my godmother brought back to me from abroad."

"Wow, it's so beautiful, no wonder I haven't seen it."

"Of course, my skirt, hairpin and bracelet are all unique in the world. It is impossible to find a second one."

The children looked at her with envious eyes, which greatly satisfied Jiang Chun and his classmates' ostentation and vanity.

Compared with his sister, Jiang Jingming seemed very low-key.

He sat in the corner of the wall, playing with the Rubik's Cube in his hand with his head down, without speaking.

"Hey, your father is Jiang Beiyuan!"

A little boy snatched the Rubik's Cube in Jiang Jingming's hand.

Jiang Jingming looked over in confusion.

The other party raised his eyebrows, "My father's name is Zhang Fan, and your father is a good friend, and my name is Zhang Xu."

"Oh."

"Oh what do you mean, shouldn't you praise my name?"

"But your name doesn't sound good."

Zhang Xu was unhappy, "Well, you don't praise me today, I won't return the Rubik's Cube to you."

Yesterday his father told himself that Jiang Beiyuan's son would also go to kindergarten.

He didn't know Jiang Beiyuan, but his father always said that Jiang Beiyuan often bullied him.

Zhang Xu felt very angry. Since his father is a good friend of Jiang Beiyuan, why should he bully his father?

So he wants to avenge his father, and he wants to bully his son!

Jiang Jingming frowned slightly: "Please pay me back."