Jiang Qingchi educated his sister righteously.
"Just like mom and dad, a husband like mom is a real husband."
"But we are playing house, can't you two be my husband?"
"Damn, you are so greedy. You want two husbands. You will be arrested by the police."
"Wow-"
Being threatened by her brother, the little girl cried reflexively.
"Why did the policeman want to arrest me? I didn't do anything bad!"
"Sister, don't be sad."
Xiao Jiang San'er hugged Jiang Chunhe and quickly told her that Jiang Qingchi had lied to her and asked her to stop crying.
"I'm going to be my sister's husband. Can my sister sell me the ice cream? I'll give her a hundred yuan."
"But if you call me sister, you are no longer my husband. Then you should be a prince. You have to call me princess."
"Okay, Princess."
Jiang Saner took out the 100 yuan from the props, handed it to Jiang Chunhe, bought an ice cream made with pink plasticine, and then ate it pretending to be delicious.
Jiang Chunhe wiped away his tears, sniffed and looked at Jiang Qingchi.
"Your Majesty, what do you want to eat?"
His Majesty the King
This title seems pretty good.
Jiang Qingchi crossed his legs, lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at the things made of plasticine on the table with a proud attitude, coughed lightly and said, "I want them all."
"Ah? You want so much, can you finish it?"
"I can't finish the food. I can give it to my people. Do you dare to disobey the king's order?"
"Don't dare. Then, Your Majesty, I will pack all these things for you. Please wait for me, Your Majesty."
The little girl went to get the packaging bag and put the strawberries, cherries, matcha cake, and chocolate in it.
"The total is 500 yuan. His Majesty the King will just give me cash."
"Hey, do you know how to settle accounts? 10+20+30+50 is obviously 11 yuan."
“Oh oh oh, that’s 11 yuan!”
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 means 11 yuan. I am the king. Do you dare to disobey my order?" Jiang Qingchi was arrogant.
"...Don't dare, my King."
"That's pretty much it. Pack up all these things and distribute them to my people."
Jiang Jingming obeyed obediently.
Jiang Qingchi put away the packaging bag and stood up, "Okay Chun'er, is the playing house over?"
"This is just the beginning!"
"But you've sold out all your stuff."
"You can have it redone if it's sold out, and His Majesty the King hasn't tied my hair yet."
"Why should I tie your hair? I'm the king!"
Jiang Qingchi's mind is now full of kings, kings, kings.
What does the king represent
Lord, emperor, god.
What are the rights of a king
Ordering people, teaching people, arrogant, arrogant to the point of death!
Jiang Chunhe suddenly became unhappy and put his hands on his hips, "Because daddy combs my pigtails every day. Now that you are the king and the princess's father, you should also comb my pigtails!"
"Well, for the sake of the old king, I will reluctantly 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 love his sister, it's just that he has an active nature. Pigtailing is a slow and detailed job that requires extreme patience and good temper. Jiang Qingchi can't be so patient. He is impatient and does everything in a hurry.
Jiang Qingchi sat behind Jiang Chunhe, biting a rubber band, and then carefully tied two braids for his sister.
"San'er, see if my piercing looks good?"
San'er: "..."
He didn't know whether it was better to say it looked good or not.
Jiang Chunhe looked at the mirror expectantly, what is it...
Pouting in dissatisfaction, "Dad and brother's tattoos are completely different."
"Now there is no father and brother, only the king, and the king is the imperial edict. What I have done is the most beautiful. Do you dare to be unconvinced?"
"Okay then, I'll make some delicious food for the king and prince first. You two, don't leave. Just sit here obediently."
“…”
For boys, accompanying a girl is the most painful thing in the world. It is like a man accompanying a woman when shopping. He must be submissive throughout the whole process and cannot lament that time passes slowly. He must also endure the pain of having his fingers broken while carrying a girl's bag. It was miserable.
Jiang San'er was fine. He was assembling a new small train. He was assembling it everywhere without any delay.
Jiang Qingchi was so bored that he grabbed Jiang Chunhe's two pigtails from behind and said, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Get on my beloved little motorcycle... Oh, drive!"
Jiang Chunhe was not annoyed, thinking that his brother playing with him meant that he liked him very much, and he laughed happily.
"San'er, come and ride a motorcycle too."
"No, I want to ride a train." Jiang Jingming continued to assemble the train with his head down.
"Hmph, that train of yours is so small, it would be great if you could even ride a little ant on it."
"Knock knock."
Yan Nian knocked on the door and invited the children to eat cake.
What he saw was the mess all over the floor, as well as Jiang Chun and those two retro braids, which made his mother laugh.
"Chun'er, who tied your hair?"
"Brother! Oh no, it's His Majesty the King!"
"Hahahaha... Two kings and princesses, I have placed the cake here. Please take your time to taste it."
After saying this, Yan Nian closed the door and went out.
She actually wanted to play house, but she was already old and it would be too embarrassing to act like a three-year-old.
Jiang Chunhe brought the cake over. Jiang Qingchi happened to be hungry and reached out to take a piece to eat. The next second, Jiang Chunhe brushed his hand away.
"You have to pay to eat!"
That's not simple yet.
Jiang Qingchi pushed all the children's coins over and wanted to eat the cake.
Jiang Chunhe shook his head: "No, I need real money this time."
Jiang Qingchi was unhappy.
"I am His Majesty the King and the master of this country. How do you talk to me? Huh?"
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. What I meant was that we should taste this delicious cake slowly and not in a hurry."
"Well, you cut it into small pieces and serve it to me and the prince. I can ask the prince from the neighboring country to marry you as his queen, and you will have a husband in the future!"
"Really? Who is the prince?"
Where is the prince!
Jiang Qingchi just made it up.
But telling lies with open eyes has always been his specialty, and his face does not turn red or his heart beats.
"I can't tell you now, otherwise it won't be a surprise. You cut the cake first and take good care of me and His Highness. If you don't obey, I will let you marry a toad. Oh no, I will let the guy on TV last night Red-haired old witch, I’ll take you away and eat you!”
Jiang Qingchi watched a horror movie again last night. There was a very scary woman on the TV with one eye missing and long red nails, which scared Jiang Chunhe again.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chunhe hurriedly cut the cake, fearing that the king would punish him if he was angry.
Finally, they were cut and brought to the king. There were ten cakes in total, and Jiang Qingchi ate five of them in one bite.
"Go out and get me some drinks, I'm thirsty!"
"Okay, Your Majesty, please wait a moment."
Jiang Chun took off his apron and left the room reluctantly, while still turning to look at the cake in Jiang Qingchi's hand.
Woo hoo, brother won't eat the rest of the cake...
If I had known I wouldn't have wanted him to be king from the beginning, what a nuisance!
Jiang Qingchi ate two more cakes himself and gave three more cakes to Jiang San'er.
"Brother, you ate seven pieces, which is too much."
"I did it on purpose, stupid. You don't have to leave it for that little girl. Who asked her to say that I'm not handsome, cute or beautiful today? I'm angry."
Although he didn't know what happened, Jiang Jingming still left two pieces of cake for his sister.
Just one piece is enough for you.
He himself doesn't really like sweets like cakes.
"Since you don't want to eat? Then I will eat!"
"Why-"
Blocking is invalid!
Jiang Jingming watched helplessly as the rogue and autocratic King ate the cake that should have belonged to the princess with his mouth wide open.
Satisfied, Jiang Qingchi licked his mouth and pulled Jiang San'er out of the room.
When Jiang Chunhe came back after pouring the juice, he saw an empty plate. Not to mention the cake, there was no cake crumbs at all!
"Wow… !!!"
Badass King!
No, it’s the bad guy brother!
Stinky brother, he is simply a stinking scoundrel!
On weekdays, when Jiang Beiyuan was not at home, Jiang Chunhe would just cry and Yan Nian would just say a few words. But today, when his father was at home and Jiang Qingchi dared to cause trouble in front of the tiger, he would be eating the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard.
The natural consequence was that Jiang Beiyuan would take him out of the room and ask him to clean up the mess he left behind and make his sister happy, otherwise he would not be given dinner tonight.
Jiang Qingchi was reluctant to give in.
"I'm sorry, don't cry, little crybaby."
"Little crybaby? You are the little crybaby. Your whole family is also a crybaby."
Jiangbeiyuan's eyebrows flew up with one sentence.
Look at Yan Nian again. Yan Nian is knitting a towel with her head down. It has nothing to do with herself. She doesn't know anything. Anyway, she doesn't let her daughter scold her.
Jiang Qingchi sighed, spread his hands, and shrugged as if he was extremely helpless: "So what else do you want? There are cakes at home, right? Can I go cut some cakes for you?"
"Humph, I don't want to eat cake now!"
"Then what do you want to do, Miss?"
"I want… "
The little princess rolled her eyes flexibly, saw the high heels at the entrance, and smiled slyly.
"I want my brother to walk in mom's high heels!"
Jiang Qingchi gritted his teeth: "Mom's shoes are too big!"
"No matter what, brother will wear it, otherwise I will never forgive brother!"
Jiang Qingchi gritted his teeth again.
Why does this line sound so familiar? Okay, okay, things are going to change, right
He simply kept saying, "Just wear it!"
Wearing high heels was not enough. Jiang Chunhe also ordered Jiang Qingchi to imitate Zhao Benshan's bending and coughing while walking. He did not give up until he was able to imitate Zhao Benshan well and made her laugh. Then he gave up and let his brother go!
Jiang Qingchi was so angry that his face turned green.
Why are other people's sisters so cute and well-behaved, as quiet as a doll, but why is his sister like a mutated species, acting out every whim
Just wait and see, he will definitely return it!
snort! !
… …
Midsummer is over, and autumn is here unknowingly.
Seeing that Jiang Chun and Jiang Jingming were old enough, Yan Nian and Jiang Beiyuan considered sending their two children to kindergarten.
It just so happens that Jiang Qingchi is in senior class now and will go to elementary school next year. During this year, he can take care of and protect his younger brothers and sisters, which is good.
On the first day of school for Jiang Jingming and Jiang Chunhe, Jiang Qingchi went to the small class to show up.
Before the teacher came, he stood on the podium and said to the slugs in the audience:
"These are my Jiang Qingchi's younger brothers and sisters. Anyone who dares to bully them will be at odds with me, Jiang Qingchi. I will make you unable to eat and crawl away. Do you understand?"
Then he raised his little fist to show the big guy that his fist was round and full of power!
Some of the children sitting here sniffed, and some blinked. You looked at me, and I looked at you. They were looking at this big talker as if they were watching the fun.
Jiang Qingchi thought they were scared. He made an "eight" gesture with his fingers and put it on his chin. He raised his hair arrogantly and said, "Don't underestimate my fist. In short, if any of you have trouble with our Jiang family, I will let you make life difficult for."
After saying that, he turned around and went back to class.
Jiang Jingming and Jiang Chunhe were placed in different groups.
Jiang Chunhe is very popular. The children in the same group praise her for her beauty. The girls ask where Jiang Chunhe bought her skirt and hairpins.
Chun'er's appearance is stunning and agile, her long eyelashes are curled, and her delicate facial features are radiant. Her little hands gently stroked the decoration on her head, "My godmother brought this back to me from abroad."
"Wow, it's really beautiful. No wonder I haven't seen it before."
"Of course. My skirt, hairpins and bracelets are all unique in the world. It's impossible to find another one that's the same."
The children looked at her with extreme envy, which greatly satisfied Jiang Chun and his classmates' desire to show off and vanity.
Compared with his sister, Jiang Jingming seems to be very low-key.
He sat in the corner, lowering his head and playing with the Rubik's Cube in his hand, without saying a word.
"Hey, your father is Jiang Beiyuan!"
A little boy snatched the Rubik's Cube from Jiang Jingming's hand.
Jiang Jingming looked over in confusion.
The other party raised his eyebrows and said, "My father's name is Zhang Fan. I am good friends with your father. My name is Zhang Xu."
"oh."
"Oh, what do you mean? Shouldn't you compliment my nice name?"
"But your name isn't nice."
Zhang Xu was unhappy, "Okay, if 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 was also going 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 was Jiang Beiyuan's good friend, why did he still bully his father
So he wants to avenge his father, and he also wants to bully his son!
Jiang Jingming frowned slightly: "Please give it back to me."
(End of chapter)