Chapter 113

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In more than three months, Qiqi started school, and Yan Qingchi was idle and he was responsible for picking him up and going to school. Chess is rarely picked up by him and Jiang Moyu, so it is very novel, holding his hand and asking him, "Daddy, aren't you going to work?"
"I won't go here for a while," Yan Qingchi whispered.
"When will I go?"
"Wait until next year."
Chess stopped and looked at him, his eyes lit up excitedly, "That dad can stay with me for a long time."
Yan Qingchi squeezed his face with a smile, "Yeah."
Chess opened his arms happily at him, "Dad hug."
He just said this, and realized something, and put his hand down, "Oh, forgot, my father said that he couldn't let his father hold chess, that chess holds hug father."
He said that he opened his arms and hugged Yan Qingchi again, drew his arms around his waist, and raised his head and smiled at him.
Yan Qingchi was amused by his series of actions and rubbed his hair. "Chess is so cute."
The driver Jiang Yanji assigned to Yan Qingchi was Zhang Quan. He was about 30 years old and looked very capable. He had been in contact with Yan Qingchi and chess and chess for a while. Say hello to him politely, "Uncle early." @Finity 好 文, all in
"Chess is early." Zhang Quan returned to him very cooperatively.
Then he turned to look at Yan Qingchi, "Are you sending the young master to school today?"
"Yes," Yan Qingchi said. "Tough work."
"Just work, sir. You're welcome."
Yan Qingchi listened to him calling his sir, and breathed a sigh of relief. After all, in the beginning, Zhang Quan called his wife directly. Although Yan Qingchi and Jiang Moyu joked each other to call each other's Mr. and Mrs. jokes, but this is the love / interest between the couple. Now, he is still a little embarrassed when people call him this, so he said on the spot, "Change the name, you I call it a bit awkward. "
Zhang Quan said with some sadness, "What's not to call his wife? You can call me Ah Quan, can I still call you Achi?"
Yan Qingchi didn't have any opinion about him, but he didn't have any opinion, it didn't mean that Jiang Moji had no opinion. Yan Qingchi didn't even think about it, and knew that if Jiang Moji heard him call him like that, his face would look very good. So he shook his head. "This won't work."
"Then how do I call you?" Zhang Quan asked him.
Yan Qingchi thought about it, sometimes even the name with the surname sometimes felt a little commanded, but if it was only called Qing Chi, that ’s what Jiang Mozheng called himself. It is estimated that he must be jealous.
In the end, he could only be called Mr. Zhang Quan didn't have any opinion on this title, and the two were so determined.
After sending chess and chess, Yan Qingchi asked Zhang Quan to return to the community. The two made an appointment to pick up chess in the afternoon, and Zhang Quan left.
Yan Qingchi has been idle for a while. He returned home and listened to the music simply. According to Jiang's mother, he cultivated his baby's musical sentiment and painted.
The drawing is very simple. It is a children's story for chess. Each page is drawn into four grids, and a story is about ten pages. Chess is very popular. Every time I watch, I shake his hand and ask what's behind him? Yan Qingchi asked him to wait and say to him the next day.
Jiang Moji feels that it is a pity that he only draws chess, so he asks if he wants to publish it or post it online? Yan Qingchi didn't think it was necessary. He didn't draw these to make money, but he was idle and bored, and he liked chess and chess again. If chess and chess were not liked one day, he might not draw. Besides, he didn't have the energy to manage these.
"You don't have to worry about it. You don't pick up activities this time, although Guan Mei has brought others, but time is also a lot of time, she just manages."
Yan Qingchi was speechless for a while, "You honestly explain, don't you just think that you have these golden eggs at home and you don't take out the chicken and the egg and the chicken, you are unwilling."
Jiang Mo rubbed his brow bones. It is undeniable that he did have such a thought.
Yan Qingchi felt that he had really seen through the gangster of Jiang Motuo. He squinted his eyes. Jiang Motuo knew the current affairs, "Of course, it mainly depends on you. If you don't want to, just forget it."
Yan Qingchi thought about his own small coffer, "Forty-six points, I six you four."
Jiang Mo sneered, "Which is used forty-six, you are ten and zero."
"That's OK." Yan Qingchi didn't hesitate.
Guan Mei thought he would not be in touch with things related to Yanqing pond again this year-after all, the boss himself said that Yanqing pond had suspended its activities for one year. Unexpectedly, it was not long before the end of the New Year, and she received a new task.
Guan Mei looked at the painting on the computer and was surprised, "I didn't expect it to be a personal talent."
She sent a WeChat message to Yan Qingchi, told her plan, and said directly, "So give yourself a Weibo name first."
Yan Qingchi thought about it and sent her two words: tom.q
Guan Mei froze and asked him, "What do you mean?"
"For chess," Yan Qingchi said, "These paintings were all for chess and chess. If he didn't like them, there would be no such paintings, so call this one."
Guan Mei certainly knows who is chess, but she never imagined that Yan Qingchi looks young and savvy, and the person who can record a show can be a sharp man. He was such a gentle dad for a moment. Most of the children's dads are responsible. "@Finity 好 文 ， 在 在
"That is," Yan Qingchi has never been a modest character. "Qiqi said, I am the best father."
"Does President Jiang know this?"
"You can tell him that he is the best father."
Guan Mei was teased by his word game, "Okay, although I don't know what happened to you, but I still listen to your voice, and it's pretty harmonious to see your family relationship. I'm relieved."
"So you were still worried about me?"
"Mr. Jiang suddenly said that you would stop your activities for a year, and didn't say the reason. I thought you two would divorce."
"Relax, it won't be possible in the short term."
"What about the long term?" Guan Mei asked him.
Yan Qingchi thought about it, "It shouldn't be possible."
Guan Mei laughed, "I wish you a hundred years."
"Thank you."
After drawing today's update, Yan Qingchi placed the draft on the chess table, looked at his watch, and saw that it was time to agree with Zhang Quan, and went out.
Zhang Quan had already driven the car downstairs and waited for him. Yan Qingchi got in the car, played with his cell phone for a while, and went to the chess school.
He wore a mask and glasses and was waiting outside school for chess and chess. As a result, Chess has not yet waited, but first saw an uninvited guest-Zhou Yixing.
Although Yan Qingchi was somewhat surprised by his appearance, he took it for granted. After all, after knowing about Zhou Qiang and Yuan Mingxun, Zhou Yixing neither stopped nor pretended to know, but chose a hero to save the United States. Although Yan Qingchi did not know what he was trying to figure out, he could also guess that since he appeared once, he would not appear only once. Sure enough, the second time came.
"Coincidentally, why are you here?"
Yan Qingchi saw him still following the person that Zhou Yixing showed when they met for the first time-he did n’t know Yan Qingchi who was a star, and Yan Qingchi who was Jiang Mohan ’s spouse, in cooperation,
I ’m coming Pick up the children from school. "
Zhou Yixing made a look of surprise, "That child was your child that day? I thought it was your brother."
Yan Qingchi smiled slightly and did not speak.
"I'll pick up my sister from school." Zhou Yixing said: "My sister, also goes to school here."
Yan Qingchi nodded, and it was normal. They were all in a circle. Naturally selected schools were similar.
While they were talking, the school door opened, and the students stepped out and entered their own private cars.
Zhou Yixing's younger sister came out earlier than Chess. She looked like nine or ten years old, with a pair of horsetails, but she seemed a little unhappy, and she was not very happy to see Zhou Yixing.
Zhou Yixing received his younger sister and did not hurry. He asked Yan Qingchi, "Is the last thing over? It's not convenient to speak here. I know a private restaurant. It tastes good. Would you like to go together?"
Yan Qingchi shook his head, "No, I'll go home for dinner."
"That's fine." He didn't force it, said goodbye, and got in the car.
Not long after Zhou Yi walked, chess came out. When he saw Yan Qingchi, he rushed over like a small cannonball. Yan Qingchi was afraid that he would hit his stomach, hurriedly reached out and stopped him before he threw it into his arms, and then took him gently into his arms.
Qi Qi hugged him happily and jumped slightly, then turned back like he remembered something, beckoned behind him, Yan Qingchi looked along his gesture, and saw a look not far away. Little boy about the size of chess.
The little boy is a little taller than chess and is wearing a black children's windbreaker, jeans, and small boots. He looks very fashionable. He is carrying a black car school bag, and pulls a grapefruit car-shaped luggage to his thigh. box. Holding a round fish tank in his right hand, there is a small green turtle in the tank.
Seeing Chess greeting him, he pursed his lips and came over.
Chess pulled Yan Qingchi's clothing corner and looked up at him. "Dad, I ran away from home at the same table. There is no place to go. Can we keep him?"
Yan Qingchi looked down at his little baby, "Run away from home?"
Chess nodded and explained to him intimately, "His father does n’t want him anymore, not a good father. He is going to sleep on the train. What if the train has bad people? So we can let him live in our house first? He is pathetic. "
Yan Qingchi looked sad in the eyes of the chess player, knowing that the chess game was probably hurt by the so-called "don't him" words, so he had to touch his head and laughed: "Well, listen to chess Chess, who makes chess and chess the dad's baby? "
Chess heard the words, smiled happily, and turned to look at the little boy next to him, "Look, I said my dad would agree, my dad hurts me the most."
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The little boy heard the words, "Um," and politely nodded, and thanked Uncle.
Yan Qingchi whispered: "You're welcome."
The three got on the car together, and Qiqi sat in the middle. Yan Qingchi asked the two of them some questions and quickly figured out the ins and outs of the matter.
The thing is simple. The little boy is named Boyan. He is half a year old and plays the same class as chess. Boyan and his father quarreled, so running away from home, his father is also a bad temper, and said directly, you go, I don't want you. Boyan pulled his suitcase and left with his pet turtle.
After Chess heard about him, he was worried and asked him, "Where do you live today?"