Chapter 1429

I haven't waited until the blond butler calls to inform me.

He was called to the study by the young master after breakfast.

Their young master really looks like a character in a martial arts novel.

There is no child who is interested in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood.

That's their young master!

Not to mention the study room alone, there are also pens, inks, papers and inkstones that were only used in ancient China.

The blond butler deeply felt that it was really right for him to come to Anjia

Those book lovers don't understand at all what it feels like to have a master of the real version!

Their young master is definitely a legendary master!

But the blond butler still doesn't know why their young master found him at this time.

After thinking about it, the only thing that comes to mind is that the young master will definitely warn him to say what he shouldn't say, don't talk nonsense.

Don't ask him why he knows!

This is how web novels are written!

However, what Qin Mo said was not this, but: "Do you have any experience raising children?"

Blonde butler: ...

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Um?

The blond-haired butler straightened his posture, temporarily thinking that the young master was asking him for advice: "In our west, when raising children, we pay special attention to cultivating children's independent ability."

After speaking, he observed the young master's expression, as if he was quite satisfied.

Then he continued: "For example, it's better to let the children do it by themselves."

Qin Mo raised his eyes when he heard this, "May I ask, how old are you this year?"

"Tell me, boy, I'm 24." The blond butler spoke English.

After hearing this, Qin Mo put down the copybook in his hand: "I'm 24 years old and I'm probably not married yet. I've read Western books, so it seems that you have no experience in teaching children."

so?

The blond butler didn't quite understand this sentence.

Qin Mo seemed to be formulating some plan, and said to himself: "You still have to feed the food, the little tiger is still young."

Blonde butler: ...Master, since you have already made your decision, why do you still ask me?

What's more, what is called a little tiger is still young.

You are the same age!

"Also, change my breakfast to milk in the future." When Qin Mo said this, there was no expression on his little face.

The blond butler was confused: "Young master, don't you like drinking milk?"

Chairman An also specifically mentioned this point in the back kitchen, the young master prefers Chinese food, dislikes the fishy smell and foam of milk, and rarely drinks it.

Why do you want to change breakfast all of a sudden now?

When Qin Mo heard the question from the blond butler, his fingers paused.

Why else.

For three centimeters.

"Young master?" The blond butler asked again, looking sideways.

Qin Mo's expression was very calm: "Starting today, I like it."

The blond butler was dumbfounded, thinking that their young master is really unpredictable.

At this moment, a tiger-like voice suddenly came from beside my ear.

"vast and lonely!"

The young blond butler turned his head away, and it turned out to be Miss Jiu.

Qin Mo also saw the little tiger over there holding hot water in its two paws, and raised his eyes to the blond butler.

The blond-haired butler did a very good job at this point, his eyes flickered when he touched it, and his comprehension ability was very strong.

No, he has a lot to tell Chairman An, he has to calm down and summarize!

Bo Jiu in the study didn't know what happened, she wagged her little tail and watched her little princess drink up the hot water she brought.

What came out of my heart was an infinite sense of satisfaction.

Momo didn't drink what she brought yesterday, but today she doesn't resist anymore.

This is a good sign.

I believe that before long, her little princess will agree to buy herself to her.

It's just beautiful.

Qin Mo drank the hot water in the cup, and his throat felt much more comfortable.

Look at the little tiger wagging its tail in front of him again.

He completely rejected the young butler's proposal just now.

The little tiger is already very good at taking care of him, and there is no need to develop any independent ability.

It's just that it didn't develop according to Qin Mo's idea.

After watching him drink the medicine, the little tiger proposed to go home, and said while wagging his tail: "Mom is back, I must be pestered by dad again, I have to show off my cuteness, otherwise mom will worry."

Although I know that what the little tiger said is correct.

But his original plan was to teach her to write.

In this way, I can only be in the study by myself.

Qin Mo told himself that there was nothing wrong with it, but it was a little quieter.

Seeing the little princess humming, Bo Jiu stood beside the desk, picked up the writing brush on it, and looked at his sideways face, half hidden in the intersection of light and shadow.

Seems like he needs a hug.

Thinking like this, Bo Jiu couldn't hold back her strength. She hugged her, but the brush she got fell off, and the other end successfully scratched Qin Mo's face.

A second of embarrassment.

Bo Jiu began to realize that she seemed too rough, and already stretched out her claws to scratch her ears.

The little princess will definitely call her name again.

Unexpectedly, the man just glanced at her, then took out a piece of paper and wiped her dirty face.

The more this happened, the more guilty Bo Xiaohu felt.

Qin Mo made it clear that there are naturally two attitudes between those who are raised by him and those who are not raised by him.

He has to teach slowly.

"Don't rush over like this in the future."

Bo Jiu nodded, and said again: "Momo, can you stop practicing calligraphy first?"

"What?" After Qin Mo wiped his face clean, he gave off the feeling of a little prince.

Bo Jiu took his hand: "I want to take you to meet my parents, you took care of me all night yesterday, I have to tell my father."

Historic progress, what to do next, she still has to learn from her father.

Qin Mo paused after hearing her words.

After thinking about it, she will definitely come here often.

In terms of etiquette, you really should go to say hello to Uncle Bo and the others.

If Mr. An found out about this, it would definitely be a joke again.

After all, when did his grandson take the initiative to visit someone.

Now the little tiger is moved by a word or two.

It's really a miracle.

But today Qin Mo really doesn't look like staying in the study alone.

I didn't feel like this before.

Probably because there are more tiger cubs around.

Suddenly it was gone, and I felt deserted in the study.

After finding a reason to convince myself.

Young Master Qin tidied up, took his own down jacket with a fluffy collar, and put it on a certain little tiger.

At this time, Bo Jiu wore Qin Mo's clothes without any pressure, but the little face on it looked even better.

Two people are jackets of the same brand.

Young Master Qin has a good taste in clothing since he was a child, probably because of the influence of Queen An Ying.

Now like this, the two little people are wearing a series of down jackets, stepping on the white snow, no matter how you look at it, it gives people a feeling of being carved from jade.

Bo Jiu was very happy, because the little princess let her go holding hands.

It's just a little bad, and I don't know why, every time the little princess looks at her shoulder, her eyes will change.

As for this.

The blond butler who stood in front of the door to send the two children away must have undoubtedly discovered the secret of why the young master ordered breakfast to be milk.

The young master must have cared about the height issue!

It looks like this.

The young master is indeed shorter than Miss Jiu.

After the blond butler caught this information, he called the boss.

After Mr. An heard all these things, there were a few more lines in the corners of his smiling eyes. what

His grandson also has this kind of time.

Because of the height problem, have you started drinking milk now?

When Mr. An smiled, he was thankful again that he brought his grandson here.

No, it should be said that meeting the little tiger of the Bo family is the most important thing.

the other end.

It was the first time Xiao Bojiu brought someone home as a guest.

Her father hides too many little secrets, and it is inconvenient for others to see.

As a little overlord with a radius of ten miles.

Those people also have no way to understand why she likes the small keyboard.

For those who don't understand her.

Naturally, Bo Jiu would not take it home.

Momo is different.

Knowing that the small keyboard is very important to her, she wiped it for her before letting her hold it.

Anyway, how does Little Tiger Bo think of her little princess now.

Mr. Bo did not expect that his family's Ninth Master would bring the opposite Young Master Qin to eat.

Originally set as a soft-boiled character, after seeing Qin Mo, he frowned lazily.

Qin Mo is a smart person. He thought of a certain adult he saw at home and a certain adult who was wearing a headband on his head and was dressed like a student. After these two appearances.

He calmly called out, "Uncle Bo."

Mr. Bo smiled: "Good."

This kid from the Qin family is really interesting.

But no matter how interesting it is, I'm afraid it will fall into the hands of his ninth master.

He knows too well how much his little Jiuye can melt people with the enthusiasm he expresses when he wants something.

This is up to him.

Mr. Bo asked people to sit down casually.

Mrs. Bo was dressed in business attire and was wearing a pair of black high heels. She seemed to be going out, but after seeing her daughter, she melted the indifference in her eyes, bent down and hugged her: "Today is nine Have you been obedient?"

"Yes." Bo Jiu assured me with a cute face: "I don't even have skin."

Mrs. Bo pinched her nose with a chuckle, and when she saw Qin Mo standing on the other side, surprise flashed across her eyes. You must know that her family never takes children home.

This is the first one.

And the opponent also has Chinese blood.

Mrs. Bo is in business and has seen many people of all kinds.

But no child can be as outstanding as this little boy in front of him.

That would remind her of the ancient poems she had learned before going abroad.

There is a bandit son, standing gracefully.

Young and noble.

Where did her Jiajiu meet such a little friend?

Noticing his mother's gaze, Bo Jiuhu rolled his eyes round, and after getting out of his arms, he ran up to Qin Mo, and then held his hand: "Mom, this is Momo, he took care of you yesterday. I even fed me medicine all night."

Mrs. Bo knew that her family never praised others easily.

Both father and daughter are lazy to everyone.

Few are caught by them.

Now the daughter's eyes reveal more than just the simple fact that this boy took care of her.

Madam Bo just wanted to speak.

But saw the boy make a movement.

small movements.

He just stretched out his hand and rolled up the sleeves of her Jiajiu.

Her Jiajiu has been smart since she was a child, and her memory is different from other children.

Mrs. Bo was not at home, and sometimes she wondered if this kind of memory was subtly influenced by others.

This is a good thing and a bad thing for children.

With a high IQ, it is very likely that you will not be able to make friends in childhood.

She is always worried that there is no one to take care of her family.

Now it seems that she doesn't have to worry so much.

Among her peers, there are those who can understand her family.

It seems that she not only understands, but also does her job as a mother.

"Thank you little Prince Mo for taking care of my family Jiu." Mrs. Bo bent down and gently touched Qin Mo's head: "I haven't eaten lunch yet. I'll make something for you and Jiu soon."

Qin Mo hasn't spoken yet.

Over there, Mr. Bo said, "It's not that there is a meeting to be rushed, it really is to coax me."

Mrs. Bo glanced at him, which meant nothing more than to say that there was a child, and he, the eldest child, waited first.

Mr. Bo put his hand back: "It seems that I will fall out of favor."

Just a few words of dialogue.

Qin Mo knew what was going on in this family.

It's completely different from his family.

His mother was taken care of by his father, who was very gentle and considerate in every aspect.

It doesn't look like being in the army at all.

But the majesty of the family is still there.

And his mother is always eaten to death by his father.

On the other hand, Uncle Bo can be said to be very unscrupulous when he eats soft rice.

Aunt Bo is basically responsible for coaxing the two children.

One is Little Tiger, and the other is Uncle Bo.

Qin Mo thought that he might be able to help Aunt Bo share one. Before the meal, he naturally took the little tiger aside, leaving more room for Uncle Bo to eat soft meals.

This is also the reason why the latter sees this kid more and more pleasing to the eye.

Not bad, on the right track.

Thinking like this, Mr. Bo took up a little more of his wife's time.

And she told the president of his family with practical actions that she didn't need to take care of the two children at all, but he, the older child, needed to be taken care of.

Indeed.

Because Little Tiger Bo is no longer paying attention to her mother.

Instead, I really want to introduce my things to her little princess.

That's not what Dad said.

It was she who wanted to be closer to her little princess.

When Qin Mo followed the little tiger into the room, he realized that this room was different from other children's rooms.

It's not that the decor is any different.

But it is impossible to put three computers in a child's room.

And every computer is the latest model.

Not to mention the procedural books that were spilled on the floor.

Although very simple.

But Qin Mo's English level has always been above the line.

Looking at the cover, I know more or less what it does. Even if I only understand an abstract concept, I also understand that the little tiger in front of me is not an ordinary little tiger.