[Korean entertainment] The girl raised by a tiger

Kim Seung-seok, who was communicating with neighbors: "Husband, where are Zhong Ming and Zhong Guo?"

"I don't know, maybe in the room. Zhong Guo, Zhong Ming, come out!" Jin Shengxi is an army officer. He usually has a loud voice when he is training in the army. Now when he calls his children, his voice can be heard from miles away. .

"Oh." Two voices that were changing their voices came from the room, followed by the running sound of 'dongdong'.

Chen Sisi turned her head and looked at the door without blinking.After a while, two boys in their teens popped out. One of them was taller and fair-skinned;Is he Kim Jong Kook?

"Dad, what's the matter?" The taller boy's voice was rough.

Jin Shengxi pointed to his two sons and introduced: "Junkui, Yingmei, these are my two sons Zhongming and Zhongguo. You two have met Uncle Junkui and Aunt Xiuna. "

Sure enough, as Chen Sisi guessed, the tall one was Jin Zhongming, and the short one was Jin Zhongguo!His bushy hair only has a small cut, his facial features are tough, his eyes are narrow and narrow, maybe because of playing football, his body looks stronger than his brother, is he that him?

The strong sense of staring made Jin Zhongguo, who had just finished talking with his brother, look up to find the source of his gaze, and happened to collide with Chen Sisi, who had been sizing him up.

Chen Sisi, who was caught, quickly lowered her head and fiddled with the snacks in her hands. This action made Han Yingmei think she was hungry. She smiled and took the snack bag and tore it open for her, then put it back in her hand.

"Zhong Ming, Zhong Guo, come here." Han Yingmei beckoned to her two sons: "This is Gospel Sister, you two should bring your sister to play together in the future."

Play with her?Jin Zhongguo frowned, and looked at the little one in his mother's arms: "I want to play football." How can I play with her.

Jin Zhongming's reaction was not as big as his. Judging by the appearance of the little girl, she should not have gone to kindergarten yet. He still has to study, so he doesn't have much time to play together.

Han Yingmei didn't notice the little thoughts of the two sons, she patted Chen Sisi's head: "Gospel, these are the two brothers that Auntie said."

Chen Sisi, who had been pretending to be a tortoise, could no longer remain silent. She raised her head and showed her signature smile to the two: "Hello, Brother Zhong Ming, Hello, Brother Zhong Guo."

"Hello." Jin Zhongming reached out and pinched her fleshy little face: "Is your name Gospel? How old are you?"

The same question has already been asked by two members of this family of four.Chen Sisi wasn't impatient, "That's what my parents call me. That's my nickname. My first name is Chen Sisi, and I'm four years old this year."

The clear thinking and sharp articulation made the 17-year-old Jin Zhongming laugh, and took out his brother's sheet music: "Zhong Guo, I will leave the responsibility of taking care of my sister to you in the future."

Kim Jong Kook made a grimace in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and hummed dully.Knowing his younger brother's dissatisfaction, Jin Zhongming didn't say a word, he just thought that being an older brother is good.

"I can play by myself." Chen Sisi said softly.She didn't know what the other kids were doing when they were four years old, and she would never be a mature person if she thought about it. Being with them meant pretending that she had to learn about four-year-olds, and she really didn't like it.

Besides, although he promised well, he could feel that he was unwilling.I want to know, when boys of this age love to play around, who would like to bring a kid to get in the way.I don't want to be that annoying existence.

Chen Sisi's statement seemed even shy to Han Yingmei, "It's okay, let my brother play with you. If he bullies you, tell auntie, and auntie will beat her up for you."

TAT, 雅蠛蝶, sometimes it is related, I don’t want to keep learning to be a child.A little person in my heart silently raises his head 45 degrees to look up at the sky of Hei Suo Suo, sadness flows against the river...

Chapter 3

It was already nine o'clock when she came back from Jin's house. Zhao Xiuna checked the time and turned to the bathroom to fill up the bath water.Chen Junkui walked towards Chen Sisi's bedroom and took his pajamas: "Gospel, dad will play bubbles with you at night, okay?"

'Kang Dang' Chen Sisi froze in place as if struck by lightning: play-drink-drink!Does this mean to bathe yourself?Do you want to wash together?She likes her childhood with parents, and she is willing to be a well-behaved daughter, enjoying the family affection that she has never had in her previous life...Kesu...Kesu...take a bath...

Even if I am a four-year-old child now, even if my chubby body is like a white rice dumpling, even if this person is my father, even... that can't hide the fact that he is a man and I am a girl.

Chen Sisi blinked her big eyes, looked around, and went back to her bedroom to get her pajamas. Chen Junkui ran into the bathroom with his short legs, and hugged Zhao Xiuna's thigh from behind, who was filling the tub with water, and rubbed it for a while. :"Mother."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Xiuna glanced at her daughter, turned off the hot water, squatted down and unbuttoned her jacket: "Let's wash Xiangxiang, and then go to bed after washing, okay?"

Chen Sisi stretched out her white and tender paws to grab the button, and pointed to the open door: "Close the door."

"The door is closed, why did Dad come in?" Zhao Xiuna gently pulled her hand away, and continued to move: "Didn't you want to play bubbles with Dad? Today, my mother agreed."

I don't want to play with bubbles, I don't want to be naked, Chen Sisi's little head spun rapidly, and finally she found a reasonable reason: "But the girls on TV all wash themselves."

It turned out that it was influenced by the TV. Zhao Xiuna hugged Chen Sisi and kissed her on the cheek: "We have grown up and know how to be shy. Okay, how about mom helping you today?"

Although she really wanted to say that she would wash it herself, she also knew that it was not allowed.Mom washes and dad washes, she still chooses mom to wash.

Poor Chen Junkui, who wanted to have fun with his precious daughter, only realized that he was locked in the bathroom door after changing his clothes.

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'Tap, tap, tap' In the quiet late night, there are only the ticking sound of the wall clock on the wall, the sound of Chen Junkui tossing and turning, and his sighing from time to time.

The people around her were too noisy, so Zhao Xiuna, who was going to pretend to be asleep and ignore him, finally asked, "Honey, what are you doing in the middle of the night if you don't sleep?"

Seeing his wife woke up, Chen Junkui sighed heavily and said pitifully, "Wife, why didn't Gospel let me help her take a bath tonight?"

Zhao Xiuna opened her eyes, sat up and looked down at him: "You don't sleep most of the night, is it because you are struggling with this problem?"

"Yeah, think about how close Gospel is to me. I like to play water fights and bubbles with me the most, but she actually shut me out today." Listening to the laughter from the bathroom from time to time, He felt isolated.The fact is true, I was isolated by their mother and daughter, and my heart was broken.

"When a child grows up, he will have his own thoughts. After watching TV, he knows how to be shy, so of course he will react like this. Could it be that you still want to wash her for the rest of her life?" Zhao Xiuna rolled her eyes and lay down again Turning his back to him, let him struggle slowly.

Chen Junkui looked at the back of Zhao Xiuna's head and felt that his wife didn't understand his sadness at all.It was because he knew that he wanted to help her wash her a few more times when she was a child, but his daughter woke up too early.The joy of raising a daughter that I am looking forward to, I have to start from another aspect.

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What do four-year-olds do on weekdays?In her previous life, she was in a daze in the orphanage, but in this life she was in a daze in the kindergarten.The brats of the same age made a fuss, their voices were so loud that they seemed to break through the roof of the classroom.

Chen Sisi was wearing a white shirt with a lotus leaf collar, and she was sitting on a small bench in a red waistcoat. Her long hair was scattered behind her back, and only a bow-knot headband was fastened.Her eyes kept looking at the little bear clock on the wall: Mom, when are you coming to pick me up?

'Hiss' The pain in the scalp made her gasp. At some point, a little boy in a blue tracksuit with bangs was pulling her hair and smiling proudly at her. Laughing, turned and ran to the other end.

Children's pranks, boring.Chen Sisi took small steps, and sat facing the wall: "After cooking, I will become an Axiangpo. Mom, if you don't come, I will become an Asipo."

Yin Shuying sat on the podium and looked at the students in her class seriously, or her attention was all on the unreasonably quiet child in the corner of the classroom.She has been observing the child for several days, and has also discussed it with relatives who are psychiatrists at home, so she suspects that the child has... It seems that today I will have a good talk with the child's mother.

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The aroma of food rushed towards him, and Jin Jong-kook, who had just returned home, threw his schoolbag on the sofa and rushed into the kitchen like a rocket: "Mom, what are you eating tonight? It smells so good."

Han Yingmei looked back at her sweaty son, and brought out a plate of cookies: "I'm back, just in time, bring these cookies to Gospel."

"After eating, let's bring it over. I'm already hungry." Kim Jong-kook doesn't like sweets very much, but today is an exception. He has already been hungry after playing football all afternoon.Now looking at the cookies, I can't stop saliva secreting in my mouth.

Han Yingmei glanced at him, turned around and took another