Green tea dumplings, she is pitiful and helpless

Chapter 8 Blowing the Snot Bubbles

A clear voice like a lark came directly to his ears. "Brother Qing! Tangtang is here again!"

Xiaotuanzi didn't walk well either, but kept looking at his brother with a smirk, and raised his hands happily, but it was a bit strenuous to hold something with one hand.

She ran towards Song Jingqing.

Song Jingqing was a little dazed, and suddenly a soft and cute little dumpling bumped into a full bosom.

Xiaotuanzi still holds the little meatball in his hand!But after getting closer to his brother for a while, he turned his attention to Little Rouwan.

Said, "Small balls are delicious..." Having said this, he swallowed instinctively.

He scratched his little head with a look of embarrassment.

"I ate a little bit. This is made by my mother. Brother Qing, do you want to eat it?" A look that made it impossible to refuse.

Song Jingqing's instinctive reaction was that the meatballs were poisonous!But thinking about what he did when he met the little guy in this life, he hesitated again.

From Xiaotuanzi's point of view, the elder brother's silence means he likes him!Because before, my elder brother would always reject me with sneering words.

So the little guy must be good to his brother to cheer himself up, he can't...can't be as scary as in his dream.

She happily stuffed the little ball into her brother's arms.Eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

"..."

Song Jingqing came next, heaved a sigh of relief, just eat this little meatball!So what if it's poisonous?
Because of the blindness in his previous life, in this life when he was eating hundreds of meals, he has been stealing medical books, and even worshiped a teacher named Hua Tuo.

So this medical skill... is not covered!

So what if it's poisonous?Anyway, it can be solved.He is not a fool. There is a big gap between this little guy and the one in his previous life.

It's just that, let's observe it for a while now!Sighing, he dragged the little guy into the house.

Although Song Jingqing was only eight years old, his height was indeed not short, and he looked like a small adult.

The little guy's little fleshy hand was pulled by his brother, and he felt extremely warm in his heart.He looked at Song Jingqing with a smile and giggled for a long time.

For some reason...and a snot bubble? !
And this embarrassing snot bubble happened to be seen by Song Jingqing, he couldn't help it, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Song Tangtang pulled her own palm from her elder brother's palm all at once, and covered her little nose to conceal it.

He looked at Song Jingqing solemnly, "My brother didn't see anything just now!"

There is also some threat in these words!Song Jingqing couldn't help laughing, he was so cute to death by this little dumpling!

So he squatted down patiently, took the small handkerchief hanging in front of her, wiped it for her, and said, "Tangtang is the cutest."

Song Tangtang looked at Brother Qing in a daze, and forgot how to react for a while.After a while, he ran into Song Jingqing's yard alone with a "da da".

He ran straight to the study.

He was a white, tender, and extremely cute little guy, and Song Jingqing was also happy for a long time when he was chubby like this.

Only then did he realize that this seemed to be the first laugh since he was reborn...

As the little guy went in, Song Jingqing saw that the little guy was already holding the writing brush on the table, writing and drawing on the rice paper laid out.

Walking over curiously, is Song Tangtang so studious?

He remembered that Song Tangtang in his previous life was a fast learner and was better than many men, so he never needed to do homework or the like.It's just that this character is really twisted.

When I walked in, I saw Song Tangtang writing several crooked things on the rice paper with a distressed expression.

"From these circles and forks, it can be seen that it seems to be drawing a picture. There are steamed buns, pancakes, steamed buns, candied haws..."

"What is Tangtang doing?"

"Grandfather Whitebeard wants me to copy poems~ I will hand them over to him tomorrow, brother, I will write them here with you, if I go back, mother will guard Tangtang, Tangtang will feel uncomfortable. Hehe."

"??"

Song Jingqing's mind was full of question marks, when did copying poems become so weird these days?

Immediately afterwards, he still expressed his doubts, "Isn't this something to eat?"

Xiaotuanzi was serious, with a troubled face, "Grandpa just taught me to sing geese! I'm hungry, I have to eat after I'm hungry, and I can eat big goose and duck stewed in iron pot at the end~"

With great doubts in his little mind, this explanation really made Song Jingqing refresh his understanding of Xiaotuanzi again.

This... strange way of understanding, there are really some problems!

He couldn't hold it back any longer, and laughed softly.

After pinching the little guy's little face, the smooth, already delicate skin, now that he gently tugged it, Song Jingqing felt his mind soften.

This little guy seemed to be... a light, a beam of light that shone into his dark life.But her dark life was also caused by her in her previous life.

He was very conflicted.Rubbing his temples with his fingers relieved his mental strength.

Song Tangtang looked at his brother suspiciously, looking puzzled.

"The poem about the goose is not understood in this way~ Tangtang, my brother will teach you."

Song Tangtang's eyes lit up all of a sudden, this is the first time that his elder brother took the initiative to teach him something, so he must study hard!

So he nodded firmly and said, "Don't worry! Brother Qing, Tangtang will be a good boy. The teacher asked me to copy it ten times, but Tangtang still can't write. So now brother teach me the first time! "

Don't look at Song Tangtang's usual stupidity, but what he is best at now is probably the legendary crawling along the pole.

Naturally, Song Jingqing had no way to refuse. He had planned to teach her, so he sat aside and wrote down the poem directly. After that, he held the little guy's hand and slowly wrote on the rice paper.

Write and explain.

Song Tangtang was very energetic at the beginning, immersed in the emotions that the beautiful brother wanted to teach her.

It was only later that I realized that learning is really boring.Tangtang's head is so heavy~
She struggled to support her small head with both hands, and fell asleep, another small snot bubble appeared on her nose.

Song Jingqing couldn't bear the heart of such a young child to do so much homework, so he copied the rest of Xiaotuanzi's handwriting.After writing everything, I handed over the fine copying homework to the housekeeper.

At the same time, let the housekeeper take Xiaotuanzi back to the boudoir to sleep.Tangtang was the kind of sleepy child, as long as he fell asleep, he couldn't wake him up no matter what.

So now they are still dreaming beautiful dreams, being easily carried back by the housekeeper.

When it was time to carry Sister Tang back to Chunhe Garden, the housekeeper felt that he couldn't hold back anymore!Be sure to tell Madam about Brother Qing's situation!
Such a good child, don't let it go to waste!
(End of this chapter)