Sheng Qianmo stretched out his hand and gently pinched the little guy's little baby face, and said with a gentle look: "Okay, daddy and Shu Nuan will do it together."
After hearing this, Qingzhi arched her eyebrows, happily took back the letter and sat back to take credit from Shu Nuan.
Qingzhi was swinging back and forth with Shu Nuan's neck in her arms, not at all as calm as usual, which showed how happy she was.
Shu Nuan helplessly grabbed the little guy from his arms, put the crooked hat on her, wrapped her clothes tightly, lowered his head and combed Qingzhi's messy black hair, "How was it in the elementary school today? "
Qingzhi sat down obediently and nodded, indicating that she had not made any more mistakes in the elementary school.
"Qingzhi, what do you want to eat?" Shu Nuan opened the car curtains, leaned by the window and looked out onto the street.
Qingzhi swayed on her little feet, raised her little face, closed her eyes, thought for a while, and wrote to Shu Nuan—
Steamed Rice with Sugar
"Okay, let's eat this." After Shu Nuan finished speaking, he paused, looked back at Qingzhi from the window and said, "Baby Qingzhi, your father doesn't seem to know where Lao Zhang's Inn is."
Qingzhi looked at Shu Nuan in confusion.
"Do you want to give some advice to Daddy?"
Qingzhi hesitated for a moment, then went out with the letter in his arms. However, when he came out of the car curtain, he happened to be on a rather uneven road. Sheng Qianmo was afraid that the little one would accidentally fall, so he stretched out his arms and hugged the little one easily. The daughter hugged him, "What's wrong, Qingzhi?"
This was the first time Qingzhi was held by his father like this. When Qingzhi raised his head, he could see his father's throat and his deep voice above his head. It sounded so good.
Qingzhi showed the note to his father.
"Ah, does Qingzhi know the way?" Sheng Qianmo thought he was going back to Heng Mansion, but he didn't expect Qingzhi to come out to eat.
Qingzhi nodded, raised his head, and looked out from the carriage. The small man looked like he was looking at the overall situation. After looking at it for a while, he pointed to the road to the south.
"Is there a turn this way?"
He shook his head and pointed to the next intersection.
"is that so?"
Qingzhi opened her mouth and uttered two words nervously, "No... it's..."
After finishing speaking, he bit his lip tightly with some fear.
Sheng Qianmo originally wanted to coax Qingzhi to speak. Seeing that she had summoned up the courage to speak out again, even though she only said two words, she was still slurred, but Sheng Qianmo was still very happy. He patted the child's little head with satisfaction and coaxed softly: "Qingzhi, believe daddy, it's not difficult to speak."
Qingzhi blinked her misty eyes and said nothing, but she still nodded carefully.
In other words, it was because his father and mother were around that the little guy let go of all vigilance and anxiety and was willing to speak.
Under the guidance of Qingzhi, Sheng Qianmo quickly found Lao Zhang's Inn. When they arrived, neither father nor daughter expected that Shu Nuan had fallen asleep by the window, but Qingzhi came in and called, It took several Nuan to wake up in a daze.
When Shu Nuan was brought down, Shu Nuan finally rubbed his eyes and woke up.
"Too tired?"
"...No." I spent the whole day with him in a romantic way. If going to the foundry to make swords can be considered a romantic thing...
When he sat down to eat in the private room of the inn, Sheng Qianmo didn't eat much. He spent most of his time watching Shu Nuan and Qing Zhi eating.
He found that there was no difference between mother and daughter's eating habits. They both ate slowly and seriously, and they were so cute in their little appearance.