Chapter 254

"EH -" XiMenqing looked at the plate of shredded potatoes. Song Shaoqing was eating with relish without knowing it. She couldn't help thinking of a stem she had heard when she worked in the kindergarten.

One day, a child proudly said that he was praised by his father yesterday because he learned to pour water for his father. His father thought he was very sensible.

But Simon Qing was curious. How did he reach the water dispenser? When asked, he said he scooped water from the toilet because only the water there could reach him.

Simon Qing didn't say anything at that time. He just touched his head sympathetically. Sure enough, a few days later, the boy was beaten up by his father and didn't dare to skin again.

[if this guy knew that he was eating potato shreds that had been running around outside, stained with ash, mud and even sucked car exhaust, what would he look like?]

But in the end, Ximen Qing gave up, because it was boring. She couldn't bring up much interest in pranks on men.

Song Shaoqing finished his niece's cooking, which can be described as a Book of satisfaction. Next, I'm going to see my daughter first.

"Uncle, I'll go with you." Song Yunwu suggested.

Song Shaoqing thought for a moment, nodded and said, "well, you can come too."

He was mainly afraid that he could not help but rush up to recognize his daughter at that time. In that case, it would not be good for anyone and would be more likely to destroy other people's families. He has been sorry for his brother once and doesn't want to do it again.

Song Yunwu is on the side. At least we can stop him at that time.

XiMenqing wanted to follow her. She thought it should be as interesting as the stem of Bu Jingyun and broken wave. But song Yunwu glared at her and warned her not to follow.

This was originally her second uncle's private affair, but it was not Ximen Qing's wine and food.

"All right, you go. I'll wait for you here." Simon Qing nodded skillfully.

This surprised song Yunwu. [this idiot zombie is a little too honest today? There's always something wrong.]

But song Yunwu had no time to figure it out, so she had to go out with song Shaoqing first.

When Ximen Qing saw them leave, he immediately showed a bad smile: "ha ha, naive charterer, when a man said he couldn't go in, which time did he really don't go in? How could I miss this good play."

Then she went up to the second floor: "Ruyao, Ruyao! Come on, I'll take you to see a good play!"

"Ah?" Qin Yuyao, who is drawing comics, looked at her suspiciously. "What play are you watching, sister Ximen? I'm busy. How should I draw this wonderful frog seed?"

"Oh, what's the difficulty? Just draw a toad and add garlic on it," Ximen Qing said, pulling Qin Yuyao up. "Don't stay here. Let's keep up while the Charterers haven't gone far."

"Hey? Why follow sister Yunwu?" Qin Yuyao was pulled out by her, "wait a minute, wait a minute..."

"Why?"

"I haven't changed yet."

When Qin Yuyao changed his clothes, song Yunwu and song Shaoqing had long disappeared.

Simon Qing took out his mobile phone: "Hey, hey, do you want to embarrass me?"

"What is this?" Qin Yuyao came together curiously.

Ximen Qing said, "I used the charterer's mobile phone to turn on the function of sharing location, so I can know her location at any time. Look, she's here now."

Qin Yuyao saw that there was indeed a red dot moving on the mobile phone screen.

"Sister Ximen, aren't you afraid of Yunwu beating you?" she was 100% sure that song Yunwu didn't know about it.

"The charterer is not so proficient in mobile phones. As long as you don't say it, she will never know," Ximen Qing grabbed Qin Yuyao's waist, leaned close to her ear and said, "Ruyao, with our relationship, you shouldn't report?"

Qin Yuyao's ears turned red when he was blown: "I, I won't say, but I still think you're on the edge of death, and the end will be very miserable."

"It's all right. It's not dead yet," Simon Qing said proudly. "My rule is to do it in death as long as you're not dead."

"What makes you so proud to make complaints about it?" Qin Yuyao said.

Qin Yuyao finally followed song Yunwu with her.

With the strength of the charterer, if there is no eight murderers next to her, she will certainly find out.

XiMenqing also promised that Qin Yuyao would just watch behind and would not go up to do things, otherwise Qin Yuyao would not be able to help her.

The two men called a taxi and followed song Yunwu behind them.

Ximen Qing is afraid of the sun, while Qin Yuyao is afraid of being recognized by fans, so both of them are wrapped tightly. At first, the driver thought they wanted to rob. He glanced in the rearview mirror from time to time along the way.

XiMenqing, they came all the way to their destination along the location of their mobile phone. It was a junior high school.

Today Friday, the school time is much earlier than usual. At that time, the students will come out.

Song Shaoqing meant to wait at the school gate and wait for someone to come out. He didn't expect his father and daughter to recognize each other.

XiMenqing took Qin Yuyao and hid in a fast-food restaurant near the school gate.

"The charterer is in the stall directly opposite the school gate. If you get closer, you will be found. We can just see them here."

Qin Yuyao took a look and found song Yunwu and song Shaoqing sitting at the stall on the table at the door of the store.

They are the only two guests at this time. There are so many places in the store. You have to sit outside. They also ordered several dishes to hide their ears.

"Hey, hey, look at his nervous look. Does his neck stretch so long like a bastard?" XiMenqing said to Qin Yuyao while licking ketchup.

Qin Yuyao said, "sister Ximen, don't say that. People are nervous about seeing their daughter. I think it's a normal reaction as a father."

Ximen Qing said, "hey hey, he is a rich and handsome man who is most liked by little girls. He can easily be filled. Now I see his embarrassment, and my heart is immediately balanced."

Qin Yuyao shook her head and didn't understand what she was saying.

They were sitting by the window watching the play wholeheartedly when a voice sounded behind them.

"Simon?"

"Who called me?" Simon looked back suspiciously and looked at the person calling her in surprise. "Alas? Miss Huang, Huang? Why are you here?"

The person in front of her is Miss Huang, her predecessor in kindergarten. I haven't seen her since XiMenqing resigned.

"I'll pick up my daughter from school," teacher Huang said. "She likes the chicken rice flowers in this shop best, so I'll buy some for her."