When Xiao Qi found out that this little girl was the friend Xiao Qi her daughter kept chattering about.
Guo Ying: ......
Her daughter's mind worked in strange ways. No wonder she didn't like the little kids in kindergarten. Look at the standard she uses to make friends–they’re all so much older than her.
It made her reflect whether it was because there were no kids her own age at home, which made her daughter mature so early.
When Xiao Qi saw the chairwoman's mother, she was very enthusiastic. She was dressed very elegantly, wearing a long dress, with her hair tied loosely. She looked like a very beautiful and graceful woman, a bit different from the other women Xiao Qi had interacted with before.
Jiajia's mother, Liang Lady, ran a small business and was single. She had the air of a strong, independent woman, very shrewd, and gave off a calculating feeling. Xiao Qi's Japanese teacher, Zhou Meiling, was a civil servant with a well-off family background. She was somewhat petty bourgeois who pursued elegance, but was still quite limited in reality. In Lushan City she was already considered quite unrestrained.
Xiao Qi liked her tutor for Introduction to Marxism, Mao Xihong, who worked part-time with the Communist Youth League. She was very open and didn't pay much attention to her appearance, but had the capable air of an academic and cultured person.
As for Teacher Lu who taught calculus, he was already very old and had a lot of bearing. He felt like he had a deep cultural foundation, but belonged to another age group.
In contrast, Xiao Bao'er's mother in front of her could be said to be the gentlest of all the women Xiao Qi knew. Her smile made people feel extremely comfortable and ladylike.
The contrast with Chu Yu in class was obvious. Chu Yu also often smiled like that, but it felt superficial, while Xiao Bao'er's mother's smile right now really made people feel like a spring breeze. It didn't make Xiao Qi feel pressured at all.
It dissipated a lot of Xiao Qi's nervousness.
She had originally thought there would be a bunch of kids at Xiao Bao'er's birthday party that she was just there to make up numbers. She didn't expect that it would be just Xiao Bao'er's family.
There was Xiao Bao'er's parents, grandparents, and Uncle Xiao who had just woken up in time for the meal.
Xiao Qi felt quite awkward, as if she had barged in on their family gathering.
The gift she had prepared made Xiao Bao'er very happy. She ceremoniously put out the painting Xiao Qi had drawn, as well as the little box Xiao Qi had made.
Xiao Bao'er's mother also earnestly praised both gifts. She not only appreciated the painting, but also greatly admired the little box Xiao Qi had handcrafted herself.
Moreover, unlike the exaggerated and somewhat pretentious praises of foreign teachers, she praised Xiao Qi very sincerely and carefully, making Xiao Qi feel like she hadn't gifted a small box, but an extremely precious item.
She could only say modestly, "My dad is a craftsman. He's very skilled. I've only learned a little bit."
"When Shengzhou was in school, he often failed handicrafts class. He had such poor dexterity. I wish I had a daughter as handy as you." Guo Ying laughed.
Xiao Bao'er immediately raised her hand and said, "Mom, I'm your daughter. I'm handy. I'm awesome!"
Guo Ying laughed gleefully. She happily pulled Xiao Bao'er into her arms, and also pulled Xiao Qi in, one on each side.
Naturally, Guo Ying loved her chubby daughter the most. But having come in the car her son drove, and heard her son praise the excellent young girl before, she liked Xiao Qi more and more upon seeing her. Ever since he was young, her son would tattle to the teacher, complaining that the girls sitting next to him affected his studies... And he had the bizarre experience in school debate competitions of reducing a bunch of female debaters to tears, which made Guo Ying very worried. She wondered if her son had some kind of sexual orientation problem, since he almost never brought girls home to play.
Xiao Shengzhou: ....I didn't bring girls home because of Uncle Xiao....
Xiao Qi's body instantly stiffened when Xiao Bao'er's mother hugged her. To be honest, she had never been so intimate or acted spoiled with her own mother at home.
Seeing his mother's gleeful smile, Xiao Shengzhou couldn't bear to look. He felt like his mother was a little abnormal today.
He turned to look at the painting Xiao Qi had drawn for his sister.
He already knew the young girl had very nice handwriting, and didn't expect her paintings to be so distinctive too, with quite interesting taste. The colors were very bright and lively, conveying a joyful feeling in the painting, which was rare to see.
Recalling how she was always very interested in the painting on the wall whenever she came to his office, it wasn't surprising she could paint.
Xiao Yu didn't expect to run into Xiao Qi again this weekend, after seeing her at the hotel yesterday and now at his own home today.
He had been out late last night and gotten up late today.
When Xiao Qi arrived, he was still languidly wearing a silk leopard print robe. Underneath he wore boxer briefs with colors like an oil painting, and his hairy legs peeked out...
For the first time at home, Xiao Yu lost face. Before his father could rap his cane, he first ran back to his room and changed into a tailored blue suit. But he felt it was too formal at home, so he changed again into a white tracksuit.
For the first time, he hoped the young girl hadn't seen him earlier.
Xiao Qi didn't pay much attention. She just glimpsed a leopard print figure flash by briefly before it disappeared.
She didn't think much of it.
Only when she saw Uncle Xiao come out wearing a tracksuit, his hair washed, smiling with gleaming white teeth, did she recall that the figure she'd glimpsed earlier was probably him. She couldn't help but mutter internally—what's with a guy wearing leopard print?
At the meal, Xiao Qi saw Xiao Bao'er's whole family. Xiao Bao'er's father indeed had a righteous face, just like his grandfather. Their genes were very consistent, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Xiao Bao'er's grandfather just had more wrinkles on his face.
Xiao Bao'er's grandmother was also quite a beautiful old lady.
Probably to match her granddaughter's birthday, she also wore a cheongsam.
The purple-red cheongsam worn by the old lady was very gorgeous. Although her face was full of wrinkles, it didn't detract from her beauty at all.
Her gaze at Xiao Qi was also quite warm.
It was also rare for Xiao Qi to see Uncle Xiao at home, and he seemed very well-behaved, as meek as a rabbit.
Xiao Bao'er sat next to Xiao Qi and ceremoniously introduced her again. Then she ate with Xiao Qi, making an effort to feed herself and competing to add more rice, saying she couldn't lose to Xiao Qi.
Xiao Qi: ......
Well, she had trained horse riding all morning today, so her appetite was even bigger than usual.
Aside from eating a large slice of cake, she ate three bowls of rice along with a lot of dishes.
Since it was the little girl's birthday, the dishes were very abundant too. And because Liancheng was a coastal city, there was a lot of seafood.
It was Xiao Qi's first time eating shrimp crawl, which were not grass shrimp or lobster, but something in between with a similar appearance - thick and plump with a lot of meat, a bit like aliens.
There were also many strange shelled snails that she found very fresh but tedious to eat.
Although she tried to restrain herself, tasting each dish meant it still added up to a lot.
Xiao Bao'er's family didn't expect the young girl to have such a good appetite. Mainly because Xiao Bao'er also ate very happily for once, her little cheongsam bulging out below from her fuller belly.
After the meal, Xiao Bao'er took Xiao Qi for a walk around the yard with her little gifts and the mini pony, to aid their digestion.
Xiao Bao'er's mother and grandmother both had kindly expressions.
They were thinking the same thing: Our son is finally interested in girls. This one is pretty good. Just looking at how much she eats, being able to eat another bowl, she'll be very fortunate.
When Xiao Qi found out that this little girl was the friend Xiao Qi her daughter kept chattering about.
Guo Ying: ......
Her daughter's mind worked in strange ways. No wonder she didn't like the little kids in kindergarten. Look at the standard she uses to make friends–they’re all so much older than her.
It made her reflect whether it was because there were no kids her own age at home, which made her daughter mature so early.
When Xiao Qi saw the chairwoman's mother, she was very enthusiastic. She was dressed very elegantly, wearing a long dress, with her hair tied loosely. She looked like a very beautiful and graceful woman, a bit different from the other women Xiao Qi had interacted with before.
Jiajia's mother, Liang Lady, ran a small business and was single. She had the air of a strong, independent woman, very shrewd, and gave off a calculating feeling. Xiao Qi's Japanese teacher, Zhou Meiling, was a civil servant with a well-off family background. She was somewhat petty bourgeois who pursued elegance, but was still quite limited in reality. In Lushan City she was already considered quite unrestrained.
Xiao Qi liked her tutor for Introduction to Marxism, Mao Xihong, who worked part-time with the Communist Youth League. She was very open and didn't pay much attention to her appearance, but had the capable air of an academic and cultured person.
As for Teacher Lu who taught calculus, he was already very old and had a lot of bearing. He felt like he had a deep cultural foundation, but belonged to another age group.
In contrast, Xiao Bao'er's mother in front of her could be said to be the gentlest of all the women Xiao Qi knew. Her smile made people feel extremely comfortable and ladylike.
The contrast with Chu Yu in class was obvious. Chu Yu also often smiled like that, but it felt superficial, while Xiao Bao'er's mother's smile right now really made people feel like a spring breeze. It didn't make Xiao Qi feel pressured at all.
It dissipated a lot of Xiao Qi's nervousness.
She had originally thought there would be a bunch of kids at Xiao Bao'er's birthday party that she was just there to make up numbers. She didn't expect that it would be just Xiao Bao'er's family.
There was Xiao Bao'er's parents, grandparents, and Uncle Xiao who had just woken up in time for the meal.
Xiao Qi felt quite awkward, as if she had barged in on their family gathering.
The gift she had prepared made Xiao Bao'er very happy. She ceremoniously put out the painting Xiao Qi had drawn, as well as the little box Xiao Qi had made.
Xiao Bao'er's mother also earnestly praised both gifts. She not only appreciated the painting, but also greatly admired the little box Xiao Qi had handcrafted herself.
Moreover, unlike the exaggerated and somewhat pretentious praises of foreign teachers, she praised Xiao Qi very sincerely and carefully, making Xiao Qi feel like she hadn't gifted a small box, but an extremely precious item.
She could only say modestly, "My dad is a craftsman. He's very skilled. I've only learned a little bit."
"When Shengzhou was in school, he often failed handicrafts class. He had such poor dexterity. I wish I had a daughter as handy as you." Guo Ying laughed.
Xiao Bao'er immediately raised her hand and said, "Mom, I'm your daughter. I'm handy. I'm awesome!"
Guo Ying laughed gleefully. She happily pulled Xiao Bao'er into her arms, and also pulled Xiao Qi in, one on each side.
Naturally, Guo Ying loved her chubby daughter the most. But having come in the car her son drove, and heard her son praise the excellent young girl before, she liked Xiao Qi more and more upon seeing her. Ever since he was young, her son would tattle to the teacher, complaining that the girls sitting next to him affected his studies... And he had the bizarre experience in school debate competitions of reducing a bunch of female debaters to tears, which made Guo Ying very worried. She wondered if her son had some kind of sexual orientation problem, since he almost never brought girls home to play.
Xiao Shengzhou: ....I didn't bring girls home because of Uncle Xiao....
Xiao Qi's body instantly stiffened when Xiao Bao'er's mother hugged her. To be honest, she had never been so intimate or acted spoiled with her own mother at home.
Seeing his mother's gleeful smile, Xiao Shengzhou couldn't bear to look. He felt like his mother was a little abnormal today.
He turned to look at the painting Xiao Qi had drawn for his sister.
He already knew the young girl had very nice handwriting, and didn't expect her paintings to be so distinctive too, with quite interesting taste. The colors were very bright and lively, conveying a joyful feeling in the painting, which was rare to see.
Recalling how she was always very interested in the painting on the wall whenever she came to his office, it wasn't surprising she could paint.
Xiao Yu didn't expect to run into Xiao Qi again this weekend, after seeing her at the hotel yesterday and now at his own home today.
He had been out late last night and gotten up late today.
When Xiao Qi arrived, he was still languidly wearing a silk leopard print robe. Underneath he wore boxer briefs with colors like an oil painting, and his hairy legs peeked out...
For the first time at home, Xiao Yu lost face. Before his father could rap his cane, he first ran back to his room and changed into a tailored blue suit. But he felt it was too formal at home, so he changed again into a white tracksuit.
For the first time, he hoped the young girl hadn't seen him earlier.
Xiao Qi didn't pay much attention. She just glimpsed a leopard print figure flash by briefly before it disappeared.
She didn't think much of it.
Only when she saw Uncle Xiao come out wearing a tracksuit, his hair washed, smiling with gleaming white teeth, did she recall that the figure she'd glimpsed earlier was probably him. She couldn't help but mutter internally—what's with a guy wearing leopard print?
At the meal, Xiao Qi saw Xiao Bao'er's whole family. Xiao Bao'er's father indeed had a righteous face, just like his grandfather. Their genes were very consistent, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Xiao Bao'er's grandfather just had more wrinkles on his face.
Xiao Bao'er's grandmother was also quite a beautiful old lady.
Probably to match her granddaughter's birthday, she also wore a cheongsam.
The purple-red cheongsam worn by the old lady was very gorgeous. Although her face was full of wrinkles, it didn't detract from her beauty at all.
Her gaze at Xiao Qi was also quite warm.
It was also rare for Xiao Qi to see Uncle Xiao at home, and he seemed very well-behaved, as meek as a rabbit.
Xiao Bao'er sat next to Xiao Qi and ceremoniously introduced her again. Then she ate with Xiao Qi, making an effort to feed herself and competing to add more rice, saying she couldn't lose to Xiao Qi.
Xiao Qi: ......
Well, she had trained horse riding all morning today, so her appetite was even bigger than usual.
Aside from eating a large slice of cake, she ate three bowls of rice along with a lot of dishes.
Since it was the little girl's birthday, the dishes were very abundant too. And because Liancheng was a coastal city, there was a lot of seafood.
It was Xiao Qi's first time eating shrimp crawl, which were not grass shrimp or lobster, but something in between with a similar appearance - thick and plump with a lot of meat, a bit like aliens.
There were also many strange shelled snails that she found very fresh but tedious to eat.
Although she tried to restrain herself, tasting each dish meant it still added up to a lot.
Xiao Bao'er's family didn't expect the young girl to have such a good appetite. Mainly because Xiao Bao'er also ate very happily for once, her little cheongsam bulging out below from her fuller belly.
After the meal, Xiao Bao'er took Xiao Qi for a walk around the yard with her little gifts and the mini pony, to aid their digestion.
Xiao Bao'er's mother and grandmother both had kindly expressions.
They were thinking the same thing: Our son is finally interested in girls. This one is pretty good. Just looking at how much she eats, being able to eat another bowl, she'll be very fortunate.
