son is a monster

The father and son returned to the villa dearly. Qin Sheng patted the child's head and decided to comfort him. The advantage of the future world is that even if he doesn't have time to go out to buy groceries, the refrigerator is still full of ingredients. The main thing is that these are all provided by the brokerage company, without costing him a penny.

Qin Ming casually threw the schoolbag onto the sofa in the living room. This was what Qin Sheng insisted on letting the child carry on his back, otherwise he wouldn't be slapped into the kitchen by such a childish thing, and saw Qin Sheng's resemblance I put on an apron like this, probably originally intended for a helper or someone, the apron looks a bit old-fashioned, but it makes Qin Sheng look younger.

Qin Sheng looked back and saw his son standing at the door, smiled and waved to him, put a pile of beans in front of him and said, "Come on, help dad tear the beans, and cook potatoes and beans later, okay?" Qin Ming obediently Nodding his head, he stretched out his hand to handle the beans skillfully. Now Qin Sheng also knows that these vegetables are very expensive in the future world. If he can eat them, he must be grateful to Xia Shaolei for his generosity.

Originally, Qin Ming had to move a small bench to step on it when doing kitchen work. In the past one month or so, the eight-year-old child has grown a lot taller, and has caught up with the height of an ordinary eight-year-old child. , I didn't think of anything other than being more distressed, and turned around to deal with the pork belly. Although Qin Ming is not picky about eaters, he still likes meat more, not to mention that children also need nutrition.

Qin Sheng’s craftsmanship is just average, but Sheng puts extra care when cooking for himself and his children. The food has the taste of his mother in the legend. Well, it should be the taste of his father when it comes to him. Ming likes it very much, it seems that from here, he can see how much the man treats him. The seemingly exquisite meals in the school cafeteria are incomparable.

Qin Sheng gave himself a day off. After dinner, he hugged Qin Ming and soaked in the big bathtub that he hadn't enjoyed since he moved in. He lay comfortably in the bathtub, watching the child sitting next to him chuckle. Even in places full of foam, the older child still has a rigid face. If it weren't for the occasional child acting like a baby, Qin Sheng almost thought he had facial paralysis.

He stretched out his hand maliciously and tugged at the child's cheek. As expected, he saw Qin Ming pouted his cheeks and looked at him. Qin Sheng squeezed the child's ear in a good mood, and got the foam onto his hair, but carefully avoided it. He got the child's eyes, and he made the big foam ball into the shape of two ears, which looked even cuter when placed on the child's hair.

Now Qin Sheng can understand those people with cute cat ears and dog ears. Qin Ming also noticed the smile in the man's eyes, puffed up his cheeks to make him more cute, stood up with a naked body, and wanted to get the foam in his hand to his father On the head, Qin Sheng didn't resist and let the child play with his hair. It was obvious that the child didn't have the skills of a man, and after a long time he couldn't get it into the shape it should be. Instead, it made the man's face full of foam.

Qin Sheng laughed, closed his eyes and squeezed towards the child, and rubbed his face with the foam on his cheek. The man was satisfied before stepping out of the bathtub with the child in his arms to wash off the foam from the two of them. Looking at the messy hair that he wiped like a bird's nest, the man deliberately made two small buns out of the child's hair. It's like two ears hidden inside.

The child wrapped in a big bath towel looked at the person in the mirror and felt nothing but nothing. He didn't understand why the man was smiling brightly. He touched the two small bags on his head, which were originally unfixed hair. Immediately dispersed, Qin Ming turned his head and grabbed the man's neck so that he could be hugged. Since he started to grow up, men hugged him less and less: "Dad, do you like this?"

The child cutely pointed at the ears that had fallen apart on his finger. Qin Sheng gave a chuckle, hugged the child and kissed him, and carried him out without hesitation. Even though there are many rooms here, but in the past few months Both father and son are used to sleeping together, not only because they are worried that Qin Ming will not get used to the new place, but Qin Sheng is also used to the security of sleeping with the child in his arms: "Yeah, the dog's ears are also very cute, does Ming Ming like it? Let's go buy a dog someday and come back to raise it, so we can play with my baby when dad is away."

Qin Ming didn't like buying a dog that his father might like, so he puffed his cheeks and said, "I don't want it. I'm too busy studying and don't have time to accompany the dog. Besides, my father will play with me."

Qin Sheng was taken aback, looked at the child's earnest face, and felt that he really didn't like small animals very much. Although it was a pity, he didn't force it. If he really bought it back, he definitely didn't have time to take good care of it, and the child didn't like it either. If that is the case, it is not ruining the pups: "Well, Dad doesn't have time to spend time with you recently, but it seems that Mingming has made new friends. If you are free someday, you can invite two of your good friends Come and play at home, Dad will definitely treat them well."

Qin Ming automatically squeezed into the man's arms, and stretched out his arms to wrap around the man's waist, but found that his arms were still too short. Depressed, he grabbed onto the man's chest clothes, sticking to his usual Hearing the pleasant heartbeat sound, he hummed coldly in his heart so that he would not invite those two guys home, but obediently agreed.

The contented Qinsheng fell asleep after a while. Naturally, it was impossible to see his child's slightly weird eyes. However, Qinsheng's good mood did not last long. As the album release date approached, Guang Tianyu simply refused to give him Any chance to rest, and sometimes even when I get home from work, my children can go to school. Although Qin Sheng feels sorry for the way the children look at him every time, he still gritted his teeth and supported his dream. As long as he survives this period of time It will definitely be better.

The matter of the album is progressing extremely smoothly, the quality of his music is guaranteed, and he is backed by a gold-medal manager, producer and composer, but anyone who has winks will not make things difficult for him, the music on the big screen in the building has made countless people start Indulging, the effect even exceeded the man's own estimation.

But before Qinsheng was free to spend time with his son, a phone call made him frown. Punishment methods such as asking parents have existed since ancient times. Qinsheng always thought that his child was a very well-behaved one. The instructor's words are inside and out, leading his son to be a bully at school. This time, he almost beat up another child. Qin Sheng couldn't believe that his son would do such a thing. Although the child doesn't like to talk, but at home They were surprisingly well-behaved when they were young, whose children would be so quiet and quiet.

Guang Tianyu knew that the child was put on Qin Sheng's heart, so he didn't make things difficult for him at the moment, and drove him directly to the school. The principle of the military academy is that you can't drive in the door, even if the king of heaven comes here, it's the same. Guang Tianyu can only Get out of the car and walk in with Qinsheng. If the situation is not serious, the parents will not be notified, and if he does not go to work, he will not be able to suppress it. Compared with Qinsheng's inexplicable trust in his son, he understands the child's nature better.

The atmosphere in the office was very depressing. The instructor looked at the child in front of him with a cold face. If it wasn't because he was sent in by the Guang family, he would have really made a move just now. Generally, if there is a fight between children in the school, their instructor would not I'll take care of it, and no one cares about being bullied here and going home to file a complaint. Whoever makes you weak, but this premise is under moderate circumstances. Thinking of the child who is still lying in the hospital, the instructor's face suddenly turned black. There is an eight-year-old child calling people to death, look at this appearance without any guilt or remorse.

Even in their school, things that almost killed people have to be taken seriously, especially the parents of the children who were beaten are not ordinary people. Although the elders of the other party only said that their children are not as good as others, how can the school not give an explanation, Qin Ming does not Knowing what the instructor was thinking, she just pursed her lips in annoyance, thinking about how to explain it when Qin was born later, this damn instructor dared to call and tell the man.

When Qin Sheng knocked on the door and came in, he said hello to the instructor in a hurry, and then he was anxious to check if his son was injured. He was relieved when he saw that there was only a small scratch on his arm, but it must not have been scratched with his nails. When he came out, he thought that his son was considered poor in school, so he asked with a dark face, "Teacher, what's the matter with this wound?"

The instructor secretly thought that if you saw the person in the intensive care unit now, you wouldn’t make a fuss over this small wound, but when you saw the person coming in behind him, what you were going to say to Qin Sheng abruptly turned several times Son: "Mr. Qinsheng, right? That's it. Today, this child had a conflict with another child at school. Originally, our school would not take care of such things. After all, it is a matter between children, but your family His son was too ruthless, and the child is still lying in the hospital."

Qin Sheng frowned and glanced at the child standing obediently beside him, feeling that the red mark on his arm was extremely glaring, he snorted coldly and said: "I don't care how bad the child is, but this teacher, my son has a hand injury. The wounds can't be made by the human body, can it be said that children in your school can still carry weapons when fighting?"

The face of the classroom was dark again. Knowing what happened, he knew that it was just a small pair of scissors, but obviously the man in front of him didn't think so. Hitting someone, the teacher should know the cause of the matter, right?"