Chapter 232： Is this little one itchy?

Chapter 232 Is this little kid itchy?

Professor Zhao and President Wang will continue to give lectures in the afternoon.

During the lunch break, after celebrating Qiqi's birthday, the two of them got together with Mr. Fu to chat and pass the time.

"This kind of public welfare activity is very interesting." Professor Zhao is the same age as Mr. Fu, and both of them have taught at Huida University. They are both colleagues and old friends.

Both of them have taught for a lifetime, and their attitude towards teaching and educating people is almost engraved in their bones.

So when Mr. Fu invited him to give a lecture, Professor Zhao agreed without saying a word, and was happy to come.

"Looking at those children's eagerness for knowledge, I'm so happy. I didn't expect that I would still be useful when I was old."

Principal Wang smiled and said, "This kind of lecture is interesting and meaningful. It is a great honor for me to receive the invitation of Teacher Fu. The second teacher may not know that our former students of Teacher Fu came here to give lectures. I almost broke my head, but I was lucky enough to **** the spot."

"Uncle Wang, you used to be my great-grandfather's student?" A small head leaned over, with two little tugs tied on it, big and round eyes, dressed like a little brown bear, cute and cute Soft heart.

Thinking of the "bald head theory" on the baby's phone just now, Principal Wang deliberately put on a tiger face, "Don't look at Uncle Wang is bald now, when Uncle Wang was young, he was also a young man with thick black hair. The top class cadres out there!"

"Then the students my great-grandfather used to teach, were there any naughty ones to give him a headache?"

"Of course there are, there are many, and there are few good students like Uncle Wang."

The little baby looked at the foreheads of Grandpa and Uncle Wang respectively, and walked away without saying a word, shrinking her shoulders.

Waiting for the two elderly people to clap their hands and laugh, Principal Wang realized what the baby's last look meant.

All taught naughty students, but her great-grandfather was not bald.

The corners of his mouth twitched, Principal Wang touched his bald forehead and couldn't hold back his laughter, "Ms. Fu, your great-grandson will definitely be better than her parents and more naughty in the future."

"Naughty children have more flexible brains and are not bullied, good!" Mr. Fu boasted, laughing until his eyes disappeared.

Put it here for the old man, everything in their family is good!

He was afraid that Qi Qi wasn't naughty enough or cheerful enough.

Only by being able to laugh and make trouble can we grow up healthier.

Qiqi went to the library with the rest of the birthday cake in her hands.

It was her first birthday, and she wanted to share the birthday cake with her friends.

Happiness should be shared with friends.

The mud on the path has not yet dried, and there are potholes everywhere, and there is a puddle of mud every short distance.

Qi Qi walked cautiously with the cake in her hand, she kept regretting, "Eggy, it's a pity you can't eat it, today is my fifth birthday, the fifth birthday cake, if you can't eat it this time, you won't have a chance ate."

Eggy glanced at her, and spoke seriously, as if he had never eaten a birthday cake.

Mousse cake, fruit cake, pure chocolate cake... what hasn't he eaten?

"The next birthday, Qiqi will be six years old, and the next time, she will be seven years old..." Wa'er smiled, shaking her head, "Five years old only once."

Eggy raised her eyebrows, moved her fingertips lightly, purple lightning bolts appeared on the path ahead, intertwined with purple tunnels hanging in the air, beautiful and magnificent.

Qiqi's eyes widened, "Eggy! There's lightning!"

"Let's take it as a birthday present for you." Eggy said lazily with one hand on her jaw.

"But how do I collect it?" It's electricity, can I put it in my pocket?

"This is for you to see, do you think you can really put it in your pocket? This thing...call it the gate of time and space."

"Why is it called the Gate of Time and Space?"

"Brother, I will go home in another year. I don't think we will meet again in the future. If you are unhappy or unhappy, dream about the gate of time and space, and you can see me through the gate of time and space. When the time comes Brother will take you to eat, drink and have fun!"

Qiqi, "..." means to call her dreaming.

Thinking that Dandan will leave her soon, Qiqi feels a great loss in her heart, and at the same time cherishes the "Gate of Time and Space" that Dandan gave her.

Little Wa'er hugged the cake, walked slowly step by step to the bottom of Zidian, and traveled through the tunnel of time and space.

When she walked to the end and looked back, the tunnel had disappeared.

"Eggy, after you leave, can I really dream of you in my dreams?"

"can."

"But I don't even know what you look like now, you haven't seen me for a long time."

Eggy was unsteady on one support, and fell from mid-air.

A moment later, the boy's voice came, and he gritted his teeth, "What do you see, I'm just an egg!"

"..." Eggy got angry again.

Qi Qi shut her mouth tightly and dared not speak, so as not to **** off Eggy.

What an egg, she clearly saw the egg turned into a little chicken last time.

Actually, the chick is also very cute, why not let her see it?

The library at noon is no less crowded than in the morning.

In the afternoon, they can continue to attend classes. In order to occupy their seats, some children from other villages simply don’t go home at noon, and ask the adults at home to help deliver lunch, or just eat two rice cakes to satisfy their hunger, and go back to have a full meal in the evening.

Qiqi kept a small part of her birthday cake, cut the rest into small pieces, and distributed them to her brothers and sisters who were still reading and studying.

It’s just that no matter how big the cake is, the portion is limited. It’s about one or two bites for each person, so try it out.

Before class time in the afternoon, Qiqi arrived at the library. After distributing the cake, she didn't bother others. She sat alone in the consignment shop of her grandpa, waving her little feet and waiting for her friends to come.

"Take a pack of cigarettes." A deep voice rang out in front of the counter, and the man stood in front of the counter, with a tall figure covering the little baby, feeling full of oppression.

Qiqi raised her head, she was facing the black eyes of the man looking down, and the green stubble on her head.

Pursing her lips, Qiqi told the other party seriously, "Uncle Heizi, my great-grandfather doesn't sell cigarettes."

"Why don't consignment stores sell cigarettes?"

"Consignment stores sell it, but my great-grandfather doesn't."

"Isn't this a consignment store?"

"This is my great-grandpa's consignment store!"

"It's a consignment store, why doesn't it sell cigarettes?"

Qiqi's little head was dizzy, why did she go back again?

Her great-grandfather doesn’t sell cigarettes!

Qiqi frowned, glanced at the man who insisted on buying cigarettes here, thought for a while, and pointed to the long desk over there, "Uncle Heizi, you can read books for two hours over there and get two small flowers. Red flowers can be exchanged for a lollipop."

The man also frowned, showing a fierce look, "I don't eat lollipops."

"A lollipop is like a cigarette. Look, when you put the candy in your mouth, does it look like you are smoking a cigarette? The lollipop is sweeter than the smoke."

Heizi didn't speak, but looked down at the little baby deeply.

Is this little boy itchy? When he is foolish?

He bought cigarettes, and she asked him to hold a lollipop?

Is there a lottery? Is there a lottery? Come and play!