Chapter 405

After flying for more than ten hours, he finally landed safely at the domestic airport.

Qin Yanmo took Shi Xingcan's men to the plane, and the special bus was waiting.

"Where's our luggage?" Shi Xingcan couldn't help asking when he saw that the car left the airport directly and drove home.

"I sent someone to take it," Qin Yanmo replied, "and we can't take so many luggage."

Shi Xingcan nodded, looked down at his mini boarding box, and couldn't help asking, "shouldn't the things inside fall off?"

"It shouldn't be," Qin Yanmo replied. At least they bought first class, "it doesn't matter if they lose them. They're all clothes and can buy them."

The most important valuables, such as computer jewelry, have been put in the boarding case. Now they are lying safely in the trunk of the car.

Shi Xingcan couldn't help pouting and said, "my clothes are very expensive."

Qin Yanmo laughed and hugged her to comfort: "yes, my wife's clothes are the most important."

Shi Xingcan smiled and poked him in the chest: "you've become more and more slippery recently."

"Cherish me now." Qin Yanmo's lips slightly hook, "you can't see me in front of others."

When Xingcan was about to reply, she just looked up and saw the smiling eyes of the driver. Her cheeks couldn't help but turn red. She simply buried her whole head in Qin Yanmo's chest without saying a word.

Qin Yanmo was amused by her appearance, but he also knew that she was shy and couldn't tease badly, so he hugged her and quietly looked at the scenery outside.

When they got home, the servant in the house immediately came forward to help carry the box.

Shi Xingcan looked at them busy in and out, blinked and asked Qin Yanmo, "do you think some people are new?"

Before Qin Yanmo answered, the driver said kindly, "the old lady has hired a new batch of full-time servants. It seems that the hands and feet of those hourly workers before are not clean."

Qin Yanmo frowned slightly and asked, "did they steal?"

Before, those servants were arranged by the housekeeping company. Because they were cooperative companies with the Qin family, Qin Yanmo never thought that the housekeeping company would arrange hourly workers to steal things.

Seeing his expression, the driver quickly said, "fortunately, Mr. Du found it in time, so there was no property loss. These servants were interviewed by the old lady in person."

Qin Yanmo nodded and asked, "who left?"

Shi Xingcan looked at Lao Li nervously at the speech and prayed in her heart that her cooking aunt didn't steal her things. It's hard to find a full-time private chef who cooks so delicious.

"The previous cooking aunt was left by the old lady, and all the others were dismissed."

When Xingcan smells the speech, she is relieved, and her eyes are bent.

Qin Yanmo narrowed his eyes. In addition to his cooking aunt, other servants were recommended by the housekeeping company.

"Dad! Mom!" just as Qin Yanmo and Shi Xingcan stood in a daze at the door of their house, the little steamed stuffed bun ran out of the house and stretched his hands forward, looking like asking for a hug.

Qin Yanmo bent his eyes slightly, squatted down and caught the little steamed stuffed bun jumping forward, held him up and asked, "do you miss me and my mother?"

The steamed stuffed bun nodded honestly and said, "grandma and I miss you very much! My brother can't speak yet, so I don't know if he misses you."

Shi Xingcan puffed and laughed, "where's my brother?"

As soon as the voice fell, another figure ran out of the house.

The little dumpling was still wearing a bib around his neck. As he walked, he said vaguely, "Dad... Ah Dad! Mom!"

"Don't run too fast!" Shi Xingcan shouted when he saw that he was about to trip over the threshold.

The dumpling accurately crossed the threshold and continued to run forward. Shi Xingcan was relieved and said with a smile, "he's very smart. He knows he wants to cross."

As soon as the voice fell, the left foot of the little dumpling stepped on his right foot, and then the whole person fell forward uncontrollably and fell firmly on the ground.

Shi Xingcan couldn't help laughing. Qin Yanmo looked at him funny and thought: it's time to cry now.

As a result, the dumpling not only didn't cry, but also got up and patted the soil on his body, and ran in the direction of the two.

Shi Xingcan squatted down hard, picked up the dumplings and couldn't help poking his delicate cheek with his fingers.

"Xingcan, can you hold him?" Qin Yanmo looked at her obviously protruding stomach and couldn't help asking.

"No problem," Shi Xingcan said with a smile, and then said to the dumplings, "don't kick your mother's stomach."

Little dumplings nodded and a standard loud "good!"

They carried the child to the house.

A servant in a maid's dress came forward and asked respectfully, "President Qin, do you put the box directly in your room or do you need to take out and tidy up the things inside?"

"Just put it in my room," Qin Yanmo replied.

Since he bought the villa, he has been living alone. There are so many servants in his family that he can't adapt for a time.

When I lived in the old house as a child, there were many servants, but later Qin Sheng suddenly dismissed all of them, leaving only a few responsible for cleaning, shopping and cooking.

At first, Qin Yanmo thought there was something wrong with his family's business. Now I think Qin Sheng is ready to do evil.

Thinking of this, Qin Yanmo looked a lot colder.

Although the steamed stuffed bun held by him was not smart enough, he could sensitively detect the emotional changes of the people around him. He turned his head and looked at Qin Yanmo's indifferent eyes. He cried out in fear: "Dad?"

Qin Yanmo suddenly recovered. He smiled gently at the steamed stuffed bun and said, "it's all right. I just thought about something."

It took him a lot of effort to develop this lively and lovely appearance of the insecure and sensitive steamed stuffed bun. If he changed back to the original appearance because of teaching mistakes, it would not be worth the loss.

The steamed stuffed bun nodded when he heard the speech, then turned to Shi Xingcan and said with a smile: "Mom, my grandmother and I are very obedient at home."

Shi Xingcan smiled gently and said, "you're wrong. You should listen to grandma very much at home."

The steamed stuffed bun blinked, and some doubts appeared at the bottom of his eyes. He began to break his fingers to calculate the difference between 'I listen to my grandmother at home' and 'I listen to my grandmother at home'.

Shi Xingcan looked at his puzzled appearance gently and indulgently, but a trace of anxiety inevitably floated in his heart. Is there really no problem for the child in the future?

I'm still young and don't have much pressure. What if I start reading a lot of things and can't learn?

Many young teachers have no experience. If they say "this child is very diligent, but not smart enough" in front of xiaobaozi, will xiaobaozi be sad? Will you lose your desire to learn?

Shi Xingcan is very worried. She doesn't mind having a stupid child, but she doesn't want her child to become gloomy and depressed.

Little steamed stuffed bun was unaware of her worries and was still struggling with her fingers.

While talking, they had walked to the children's room with the child in their arms.

Bai ronghua and Du Ming are visiting the painting of steamed stuffed bun inside.

Du Ming looked carefully at the picture of small steamed stuffed bun. His eyes were shocked. The child's talent for color application and control was really amazing.

Bai ronghua didn't understand the color control, but just came to join the fun.

Although she has not studied art, she can see that the painting of small steamed stuffed bun is better than that of ordinary children.

"Xingcan, you're back." Bai ronghua looked up and saw them standing at the door.

When the steamed stuffed bun saw Bai ronghua, he immediately twisted his body and broke free from Qin Yanmo.

"Grandma!" he stretched out his arms and ran in the direction of Bai ronghua. He hugged her and said coquettishly, "Mom and dad are back!"

Bai ronghua fondly touched his head and said with a smile, "are you happy?"

The steamed stuffed bun nodded and said with a smile, "you can see them without video in the future."

Before Shi Xingcan could say anything, Du Ming took the picture in his hand and solemnly said to Qin Yanmo, "little steamed stuffed bun is very talented. Find a famous teacher to teach him."

Qin Yanmo was slightly stunned and asked, "aren't you a famous teacher?"

As far as he knows, Du Ming has very high attainments in art. Although he is not as good as those real people, it is no problem to hold an art exhibition.

"I can only teach him for a few years. After a few years, he may be better than me. He is a genius in this field." Du Ming was pleased and proud when he said this. At the beginning, he wanted to be a painter and take the road of art.

However, he was not as talented as others. After several years of hard training, he turned around and started a business.

It was not difficult to start a business at that time. As long as you have the courage and courage, it is very simple to make a company bigger.

Later, the work became busier and busier, and the painter could only become an unreachable dream after all.

So Du Ming is very happy to see the talent of painting in xiaobaozi. Maybe the child can inherit his dream.

Sometimes it's fun to see your dreams come true in future generations.

Qin Yanmo smiled at the speech and said, "let you teach first. He is not willing to let the child learn from others when he is so young."

Shi Xingcan also put down the small dumplings in his hand and looked curiously at the picture of small steamed stuffed bun on the table.

She believes that little steamed stuffed bun has some painting talents, but she doesn't believe in "genius". After all, when little steamed stuffed bun painted a family photo for her last time, she still couldn't see that the people in the picture were human.

When Du Ming smelled the speech and looked at the steamed stuffed bun, he suddenly had more responsibility. In a serious tone, he said to Qin Yanmo, "I will train him well!"

Shi Xingcan cried and laughed and said, "you're exaggerating. This kind of thing still needs to follow the child's interest. If you put too much pressure on the steamed stuffed bun, he won't like painting."

Qin Yanmo also nodded in agreement: "talent is a good thing, but don't put too much pressure on the steamed stuffed bun."

Du Ming nodded and said, "don't worry. I know how to guide him."

No matter what he said, he was also a father. Naturally, he knew how to get along with his children.

The little steamed stuffed bun, which was regarded as the center of the topic by them, didn't realize that his future life had been determined by Du Ming. He also watched TV foolishly with small dumplings.

Now the dumplings are small and soft. They look very cute and like to sell cute. After a while, they have to kiss two people. Before long, they kiss the dumplings with saliva on their face.

Small dumplings seem to be used to being kissed with saliva on their face. When they really feel uncomfortable, they use their sleeves to wipe the saliva off their face, and then continue to watch TV foolishly.

The four chatted for a while. When Xingcan stretched out and said, "I'll go back to my room and change my clothes first. It's a little cold."

Bai ronghua smiled gently: "go quickly. If you catch a cold, you'll be in trouble."

Shi Xingcan nodded and walked towards the bedroom with Qin Yanmo.