The group’s favorite little Fuwa in the rebirth era

When Su Qinghe heard Xie Fangming say that he wanted to adopt Xiao Qi, he was not surprised at all.

She knew a little bit about the situation in Teacher Xie's family. Teacher Xie's parents passed away one after another in the past few years.

He originally had a fiancée, and they were childhood sweethearts, but I heard that the fiancée was not in good health.

He died of illness before the two got married.

I heard that the two people loved each other very much. After the death of his beloved, Teacher Xie never had the thought of getting married.

It's not that he doesn't want to introduce someone to him. After all, Xie Fangming's own conditions are very good.

He is nearly forty years old and well-maintained. He looks like he is in his early thirties. He has the appearance of a handsome gentleman, and the temperament of an artist is the most attractive.

In addition to being her painting teacher, Xie Fangming also teaches at an art university.

As far as Su Qinghe knew, there were many female students in their university who secretly had a crush on Teacher Xie.

"So, the teacher is afraid of being alone and you want me to go with you?" Su Qinghe tilted her head and asked deliberately.

When Su Qinghe said it right, Xie Fangming laughed and nodded helplessly. It's not a good thing for a child to be too smart.

He does not know how to get along with children, and is also worried about being rejected.

After returning from Su's house last week, he figured it out. After returning, he started to check the information and check whether he was qualified for adoption through the adoption procedures.

He has been going through the adoption procedures this week, and now he is just at the last step, the child agrees.

"No problem." Su Qinghe had long wanted to meet Xiao Qi, and she couldn't wait. "When should we go?"

"Saturday morning okay?"

As one of Su Qinghe's many teachers, he naturally knew that Su Qinghe had many classes on weekends, so he was a little embarrassed when he asked.

"Then it's settled." Su Qinghe nodded without any hesitation, of course there was no problem.

She could move her Saturday morning dance class to the evening or some other time.

Xie Fangming seemed to be relieved, "I will pick you up when the time comes."

Before leaving, Xie Fangming didn't forget to ask her to take her sketch homework back to him for inspection.

The expression on Su Qinghe's face changed immediately. We could still have a good chat without talking about homework.

"Bye." Su Qinghe gave him all the paintings she had drawn these days and turned around to leave before he could speak.

She regretted agreeing so early.

Xie Fangming looked at the little girl's depressed back, suddenly felt much better, and left with a stack of drawing paper.

"Teacher Xie, why are you here today?"

In the evening, the family was sitting together for dinner, and Wang Xiujuan asked.

Su Qinghe is struggling with the beans in the soup bowl. She doesn't like beans, or any kind of beans, but there are beans in today's soup.

She must scoop up the beans bit by bit, and must not leave any beans behind.

After hearing what her mother said, Su Qinghe answered while picking beans. The teacher didn't ask her not to mention it to others, so she should be able to say it.

Compared to Su Qinghe who accepted it well, Wang Xiujuan was obviously a little surprised.

"Why do you suddenly want to adopt a child?"

Su Qinghe thought it was normal, "The teacher will definitely not get married. He is so lonely alone. It would be nice to have a child to accompany him."

Although according to what the teacher said, the child should speak very little. Don't expect that the two of us at home will be quieter than when we were alone.

Su Jianguo also agreed with his daughter.

"By the way, Mom, do you remember the painting we bought last time?"

How could Wang Xiujuan not remember?

"He painted that painting."

Finally, after picking out the beans, Su Qinghe could drink the soup with confidence.

He picked up the soup bowl and took a big sip with satisfaction. It was very fresh and delicious. Su Qinghe drank most of the bowl before putting it down.

She still had less than half a bowl of rice to finish.

After Wang Xiujuan heard what her daughter said, she didn't know what to say for a moment, and her eating movements slowed down.

Although Su Qingheng, who was sitting next to Su Qinghe, did not speak, his quietly perked ears and curious eyes gave him away.

"Then doesn't this child still have some mental problems?" Wang Xiujuan asked directly as there was no one else at home.

Su Qinghe was not surprised that her mother would be so surprised.

"I don't know if Teacher Xie knows about it?"

If he didn't know, she would remind him quietly.

However, she still tended to know that it was more likely. The teacher himself was a painter, so how could he not see anything wrong.

"Going on Saturday morning, right?"

"Yeah." Su Qinghe was speechless as she ate a piece of sweet and sour short ribs.

Su Jianguo thought for a while, "When the time comes, dad will ask his assistant to prepare some things and bring them there together."

Wang Xiujuan immediately heard what her husband meant, "Mom will also ask someone to prepare some when the time comes."

Su Qinghe nodded, she had this intention when she chose to say it. Fortunately, her parents understood her.

The Su family donates a lot of money to these places every year, but there are always omissions. It is impossible to take care of everyone, and can only do its best to help some people.

Saturday morning.

Su Qinghe was thinking about things and got up as soon as the alarm clock rang.

Even so, half an hour had passed by the time Su Qinghe came downstairs.

It's not that she was dawdling on purpose, it was just that her washing movements were a bit slow and she couldn't move faster.

She would never admit that when she looked in the mirror every day when she was washing, she couldn't help but admire herself for a while longer when she saw herself in the mirror.

Time passed accidentally.

The weather outside is very good today. It is a sunny day and it looks hot.

Su Qinghe wore a flowing skirt. The inside was a white knitted suspender belt that reached just above the knees, and the outside was made of colorful flowing printed gauze.

There are many colorful flowers printed on the gauze skirt, and the sleeves are designed with puff sleeves, which just reach the knees when worn.

Her long, slightly curly hair was hung casually on the back of her head, with a pearl hairpin pinned to her ear.

When Su Qinghe was having breakfast, the teacher came.

"Teacher Xie, have you eaten?" Aunt Lin brought a cup of coffee over.

Xie Fangming thanked him and took the coffee. He took a sip and the mellow aroma of the coffee spread in his mouth.

The tense body couldn't help but relax.

Su Qinghe was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast. Looking at the teacher's different outfit today, she could imagine him getting up early in the morning and constantly choosing and changing clothes.

He was afraid that if he dressed too formally, the child would be scared, and if he wore too casual clothes, the dean would be worried. He must be very conflicted.

Su Qinghe drank the last sip of milk, wiped her mouth, and got down from the chair.

"Teacher, when are we leaving?" Su Qinghe looked at the time, it was already past nine o'clock.

Seeing that Su Qinghe was full, Xie Fangming stopped drinking the coffee in his hand.

"Then let's go." He didn't realize that he was a little nervous when he spoke.

Su Qinghe didn't say anything out loud, fearing that he would be even more nervous when he found out.

They were riding in the Su family's car, and there were many things prepared by Wang Xiujuan and his wife in the trunk of the car.