can i be respectful for a while

Eight-year-old Ye Jing threw the pillow out angrily, "Little baby! It's so noisy!"

Then push away the baby room with bare feet.

The bottle was tilted to one side, and the milk powder inside was already cold.

Ye Qing curled up on the crib, and suddenly stopped talking.

Ye Jing lowered his head and looked at Ye Qing, who was just born, pink and delicate, with exquisite facial features, and he lost most of his anger. He rubbed his eyes, yawned lazily, picked up the bottle and slipped downstairs to refill it. milk powder and warm water.

After thinking about it, he bit it in his mouth and tasted it, then stuffed it into Ye Qing's mouth, "Drink it, look at your talent, you know how to cry without milk?"

Ye Qing didn't understand, she only knew that she was content with the pacifier.

Children are full of energy, and waking up from sleep is equivalent to a new day, so Ye Qing began to wriggle around after drinking enough, trying to get rid of the shackles of the quilt, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only purse his mouth and cry again.

"Little ancestor, don't cry." Ye Jing's hair is disheveled like a chicken coop, and his sleepy eyelids are fighting, but he can only hug him in a hurry, rolling his eyes while shaking, and said, "Seeing that you are so cute For the sake of it, my brother will not care about you."

Ye Jing sighed quietly, acting like an adult, "I really don't know how I survived when I was young..."

After teasing him and putting him to sleep, Ye Jing happily kissed the little milk bag again, feeling extremely satisfied.

From then on, Ye Jing started his dark life of taking care of the milk bag.

Ye Jing went to school during the day, and the nanny took care of the little one.

At night, Ye Jing took care of the little one, while parents continued to sleep.

"Little darling, are you making a fuss today?" Ye Jing took off his schoolbag and leaned on the desk, with the light shining on his childish eyebrows, he already had a faint sense of composure and arrogance.

"It's not as good as you were when you were young." Ye Han sat on the sofa chair beside him and read a book, his handsome features showed good genes, "Oh right, my brother won't be called Xiaobaoer in the future, he has a name."

Ye Jing suddenly put down the pencil in his hand and turned to look at him.

"Ye Li." Ye Han coughed lightly, "Your mother started it."

Ye Jing was upset, "It's agreed that I'll make it for him."

"Then what do you want your brother to be called?"

"Qing, my name is Ye Qing, Qing like Qingfeng." Ye Jing said seriously, "I think the little one will like it very much."

Ye Hanxin said that the name was quite good, so he laughed again, "Then you should discuss it with your mother."

Ye Jing nodded and continued to pick up the pencil to do homework.After a while, he asked again, "Oh, by the way, Dad, can you come and help me see how to solve this problem?"

Ye Han put down the book, walked over to look down, and asked, "Do you learn this in the first grade?"

"I wrote it for Ye Qin."

"Your brother, a third-grade student, wants you to help with homework?" Ye Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"He exchanged this month's pocket money with me."

"You still lack this?"

Ye Jing suddenly smiled, "Father, have you forgotten, this month is his birthday, and this deal is guaranteed to be worthless."

Ye Han burst out laughing, "Okay, you boy, you are clever."

"Like a father, like a son." Ye Jing pushed the homework book in front of him, "Look quickly."

Ye Han shook his head with a smile, and explained to him that the answer is actually correct, and the remainder needs to be kept. After talking for a while, he suddenly asked, "How did you make it?"

"Ah, that's how it came out. Didn't you let me go to a cram school last time? The teacher was very willing to help me with my homework. Seeing that I had learned almost the same, he taught me the textbooks for the second grade. How much do you want me to come back?" Take a look." Ye Jing rubbed his head, "I feel...these questions are similar."

It has to be said that Ye Jing is a genius.

Ye Han patted him on the head, "I'm really afraid that you will become Fang Zhongyong."

"Who is Fang Zhongyong?"

Seeing that he didn't understand, Ye Han couldn't help laughing, and said, "It seems that you are still a child."

Ye Jing was at a loss.

He finished his homework quickly and beautifully with his head down, thought for a while, and changed a few questions into wrong answers, and muttered to himself, "Ye Qin must have written so many mistakes."

Ye Qin doesn't know whether he writes or not, but Ye Qin's family must have no one to disturb his dream.

When Ye Jing was woken up by Ye Qing's crying in the middle of the night, Jun's face wrinkled into a bitter gourd once, and he swore that this time, he must call those two irresponsible adults to change the baby's diaper.

result……

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qi and Ye Han were standing by the crib at this time, cleaning up the mess in a hurry.

"Did you feed him?" Ye Jing asked while pulling on the door frame.

"I've been fed and the diaper has been changed."

Ye Jing walked over and picked up Ye Qing, who was grinning and crying, from the crib, "Okay, don't cry, you don't want to lose face."

As he spoke, he wiped his tears with his fingers.

Ye Qing stopped whining, looked at him curiously, and suddenly giggled.

Jiang Qi and Ye Han looked at each other.

Ye Qing looked at him with black and clear eyes, raised his hand suddenly, and stuffed his soft fist into his mouth, Ye Jing turned his head to hide, "It's all Qing'er's saliva, why give it to brother to eat."

How could a child know how to slobber or not? Seeing him twist his face and hide, he laughed even more happily.

Ye Han and Jiang Qi looked at each other in blank dismay, this is strange, could it be that Ye Jing has milk in his arms?

But the only thing that is certain is that the name Ye Qing has been finalized.

After tossing until midnight, he finally put the little ancestor to sleep.

Ye Jing just dozed off and walked to the room.

The next day, Ye Jing stuffed the homework into Ye Qin's hands and yawned lazily, "Don't forget our agreement."

Ye Qin smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "I promise! Last time you wrote your homework too neatly, and the teacher even praised me in front of the whole class, hahahaha, come to my house on weekends, I will let my mother Make something delicious for you."

Thinking of his aunt's skill, Ye Jing shivered, "Forget it, I have other things, let's talk about it when I have time."

"Don't, my mother has been asking me to invite you to my house as a guest, and she has researched a lot of new recipes to ensure that they are delicious."

Ye Jing raised his eyes faintly and asked, "Do you think it's delicious?"

Ye Qin shut up immediately, and said with a sad face, "Okay then, when will you invite me to your house for dinner?" Once he said this, he couldn't stop the car, "My mother quit my aunt and gave me every day Cooking those dishes makes me... feel so sad."

Ye Jing thought about it, and couldn't help feeling sorry for Ye Qin, "As long as you want to go, you can go anytime."

"Great, then you can wait for me after school today." Ye Qin said happily, and then rushed out with his homework book, "I'm going to class, don't forget, don't forget!"

Ye Jing yawned again, and was about to go back to the classroom, when a little boy ran over wiping his nose, "Squad monitor, monitor, Yang Qianqian is crying, someone bullied her."

"Why?" Ye Jing asked.

"Because a boy in class two pulled her hair and pushed her down."

Yang Qianqian is the prettiest girl in the class. She is good at homework, treats people well, and speaks softly.

Ye Jing thought for a while, "Did you tell the teacher?"

"Teacher Yang is not here." He wiped his nose again, and was about to cry.

"You go to other teachers first." Ye Jing, as the class monitor, acted calmly, and said like a little adult, "I'll go and have a look."

The slug ran to the office, Ye Jing pushed aside the crowd, and saw the fat man from the second class and a few people surrounding Yang Qianqian, pulling her hair while laughing, and asked her, "Why are you crying?"

Ye Jing walked over, "Little fat man, the teacher asked you to go to the office."

"Who are you calling, little fat man?" The little fat man looked very angry, his fleshy face wrinkled together, and he waved his fist, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you up."

Ye Jing compared the gap by □ frame, and said, "If you don't go to the office, the teacher will be angry after a while."

The fat man let go of his hand in doubt, and asked, "Really?"

Ye Jing took Yang Qianqian's hand and led him behind him, "I won't lie to you, go quickly."

The little fat man glared at him, "Just go, I'm not afraid."

Seeing that they were all gone, Ye Jing wiped away her tears, "Don't cry, tell Teacher Yang about this, he will never dare to bully you again."

"He said, if I dare to sue the teacher, he will come to me every day."

Ye Jing thought about it seriously, took out Fan Er who was the squad leader, and said, "It's okay, just go ahead and tell me, if he comes to you, just tell me to sue."

As the saying goes, three years old is old.

Although there is not much scientific basis for this statement, Ye Jing's tough wrist and calm demeanor have followed him throughout his life, helping him reach the unique high position.

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