My daughter is so annoying

Tao Qian sighed, and said with a helpless smile: "For a while, my daughter said that she would wait for your daughter at the school gate, so I have been waiting here."

Fang Cheng rubbed Tao Yu'er's face and said with a smile, "Good morning."

Tao Yuer lowered her head and dared not speak.

Qingqing took the initiative to run forward and took Tao Yuer's hand: "Let's go, let's go to the classroom."

"Ah."

The two little girls bounced and ran to the school.

Two plush bears are dangling on the two school bags, dangling back and forth.

Fang Cheng and Tao Qian stood in front of the car and waited until the two little girls were out of sight before saying goodbye and leaving.

In the morning, Fang Cheng sat at home and coded. Occasionally, when he got tired from sitting, he would go back and forth in the yard. Yang Yueyue was also catching up on Fang Cheng's snow recently. Today he happened to read the latest chapter and saw In the comments at the bottom of the chapter, she approached Fang Cheng and asked, "Husband, what does it mean to 'get out of the wall'?"

"You taste it, you taste it carefully." Fang Cheng snickered for a while.

Yang Yueyue still couldn't figure it out.

Fang Cheng stood up, put his hands behind his waist and rubbed.

Yang Yueyue and Liu Ye frowned.

Rub your waist?Support the wall?

Is it backache?

Yang Yueyue thought more and more deeply...

Finally, he stared wide-eyed at Fang Cheng, Fang Cheng nodded with a smile, Yang Yueyue pretended to be ashamed and said angrily, "It wrote such things that others couldn't understand."

"No one can understand it except you."

Yang Yueyue put down her phone, ignored Fang Cheng, and ran to the yard to change the water for the fish pond.

Fang Cheng stretched his waist: "It's another new day."

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Chapter 114 My House Has a Playground

In this way, half a month passed.

Qingqing has fully adapted to primary school life, Fang Cheng picks Qingqing to school every day, occasionally when Tao Qian is busy, Fang Cheng takes Tao Yuer home for dinner, and the relationship between Qingqing and Tao Yuer is getting better and better.

After two classes in the morning, there is a half-hour break at noon.

The students in class one, grade one, got together in twos and threes and chatted about their interests.

Qingqing's tablemate is Tao Yu'er, and there is a corridor on the right. Sitting there is a little fat man named Li Jiajia. Although he is young, he is famous for his small mouth. During class, he often says Don't whisper, even brag after class and don't write drafts.

"My dad said that if I pass the Chinese, Mathematics and English exams in the mid-term exam, he will buy me a racing car, the kind of racing car that I can sit in."

"Wow!" All the children next to him cast envious glances.

"My family still has that very expensive Lego toy that can be assembled into a spaceship. Have you never played it?"

All the children shook their heads, and Li Jiajia said triumphantly, "When I get tired of playing, maybe I will lend it to you."

"Jiajia, what else is there in your house?"

"Uh……"

The little fat man raised his head and thought for a while, then he had a flash of inspiration and said, "I also have a big dog at home, which is as long as two tables, and eats several pieces of meat every day."

When Qingqing heard these words, she didn't want to pay any attention to him. She covered her right ear and said to Tao Yuer, "Is your dad coming back to pick you up at noon?"

Tao Yuer shook her head.

Qingqing immediately smiled and said: "That's just right, you go home with me, I asked my papa to give us the microphone, by the way, what song can you sing?"

Tao Yuer whispered several poems.

Qingqing hummed for a long time, and said: "Your songs are too simple, I will teach you to sing "Little Apple" at noon, this song was written by my dad."

"Good~"

The chubby Li Jiajia next to him just heard this sentence, and he immediately said with disdain: "Fang Qingqing knows how to brag all day long, Little Apple is so popular, and adults are singing it, how could it be written by your daddy?"

Qingqing turned her head and said with a displeased face: "If you don't believe me, you will pull it down and say that I am bragging. I think you are the one who bragging."

"Who is bragging, who do you say is bragging?"

"you are you!"

"Tch, if you don't believe me, come home with me and watch."

"I don't want to see it. What's so interesting about racing cars and toys? My house has a swimming pool, do you have one? My house has a playground, do you have one?"

Li Jiajia was stunned for a moment, pointed at Qingqing and laughed loudly: "Look, Fang Qingqing knows how to deceive people when it's still in the playground."

Several male students next to him also showed disbelief.

In their impression, playgrounds are only found in very large places. How could there be a playground at home.

Faced with so many ridicules, Qingqing finally got angry: "It's fine if you don't believe me, I will go to my playground with Tao Yuer this weekend."

"Fang Qingqing, a big liar. Fang Qingqing, a big liar."

Fang Qingqing lay down on the table angrily, looking very angry.

Tao Yuer persuaded in a low voice: "Qingqing, don't be angry, we just ignore them from now on."

"Tao Yuer, do you believe that my house has a playground?"

Tao Yuer hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

Qingqing immediately asked, "Then are you free this weekend?"

"Yes." Tao Yuer nodded.

"Well, I'll tell Papa later, let my Papa pick you up this weekend, and we'll go to my playground together."

"Really...really?"

Qingqing nodded seriously: "Of course it's true."