Chapter 1271

Rong Congbai stared at the food. Shu Cheng stared at him quietly. His eyes were full of smiles. People with a clear eye could feel Shu Cheng's love for his son.

Yi Chu, Yuan Shizhi and Tutu are still holding Shu Cheng's thighs and shouting, "brother Shu Cheng!"

Today's program seems to have prepared breakfast for everyone.

Several children still wanted to play with Shu Cheng. No one even cared about breakfast. Shu Cheng touched several children's heads and simply sat directly on the ground, "will you tell you a story?"

As soon as the voice fell, the three children cheered, and the adults around turned their attention to Shu Cheng.

Rong heard what several children said from Bai er's tip. His eyes looked at Shu Cheng and quickly turned his head, "naive!"

He didn't listen to the story for a long time, but he was inexplicably unhappy watching this scene.

It's his mother.

He hasn't heard much of her telling him stories since he remembered. Now Shu Cheng still takes the initiative to tell stories to other people's children.

Yi Yingdi looked at Pipi's awkward little appearance and squatted down, "why don't we listen to the story together?"

"Children's stories are too childish." Rong Congbai kicked shizi'er, dismissing these stories of educating children in his tone.

Yi Yingdi looked at Rong Congbai and was a little depressed with a little pride. "What book is not childish?"

"I've been watching the appearenteshipofa mathematician recently," Rong Congbai said simply.

"...??" Yi Yingdi was silent for a moment, "the what?"

"The apperenticeshipofa mathematician." Rong repeated from white.

“……”

Yi Yingdi didn't know what to say, but he still said, "the Apprenticeship of mathematicians? Are you interested in mathematics?"

"A little." Rong Congbai shrugged, "just before I learned about the history of mathematics, I read a lot of biographies later. It's very interesting."

Yi Yingdi looked at his daughter and the children who twisted Shu Cheng to tell stories. This IQ may not be at the same level.

Rong shrugged from Bai and said that he didn't like listening to children's childish stories. His steps were still closer to Shucheng.

Several adults are human spirits. They can't see the embarrassment that Pipi can't hide at all, and the footsteps approaching Shucheng.

"I'm not a naive child, and I don't need a little story to make me happy." Rong Congbai was very stubborn, and his steps retreated again, closer and closer to Shucheng's direction.

Several adults looked at each other, and the corners of their lips were twitching. They were trained and generally wouldn't laugh unless they couldn't help it.

When Shu Cheng was telling the story of the ugly duckling, he naturally caught a glimpse of Rong Congbai, "the countryside is really beautiful, especially in summer! Wheat is golden and oats are green. Hay is piled up on the green pasture, and the stork is walking with its long red legs and talking in Egyptian."

Rong looked up at the sky and the ground. Anyway, he looked like he was not listening to the story.

"The newborn little guy cried and climbed outside. He was really big and ugly. Mother duck looked at him." Shu Cheng got up and sat down next to Rong from Bai. The voice of telling the story became louder.

Rong lowered his head from white.

Laughing.

Everyone was in a relaxed state at the moment, and the voice of the director group came, "next, we will receive the task card."