No. 1887

He hadn't waited for the blond butler to make the call to tip off the news.

After breakfast, the young master called him to the study.

Their young master really looks like a character in a martial arts novel.

How can any child be interested in music, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood?

This is their young master!

Not only is the study room separate, there are also pens, inks, papers and inkstones that were used in ancient China.

The blond butler felt deeply that he had come to the An family at the right time.

Those book lovers have no idea what it feels like to have a real-life version of a master brought in!

Their young master is definitely a legendary master!

But the blond butler still didn't know why their young master found him at this time.

After thinking about it, the only thing that came to mind was that the young master would definitely warn him not to say anything he shouldn't.

Don't ask him why he knows!

This is how online novels are written!

However, what Qin Mo said was not this, but: "Do you have any experience in raising children?"

Blonde housekeeper: ...

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Um?

The blond butler straightened his posture and thought for the time being that the young master was asking him for advice: "In the West, when raising children, we pay special attention to cultivating the child's independence."

After speaking, he observed the young master's expression, which seemed to be quite satisfactory.

Then he continued: "For example, it is better to let the children do it by themselves."

When Qin Mo heard this, he raised his eyes and said, "I would like to ask, how old are you this year?"

"Young man, I'm 24." The blond butler spoke in English.

After hearing this, Qin Mo put down the copybook in his hand: "You should not be married yet at the age of 24. I have read Western books. It seems that you have no experience in teaching children."

so?

The blond butler didn't quite understand this sentence.

Qin Mo seemed to be making some plans and muttered to himself: "You still have to feed the little tiger, he is still young."

Blonde Butler: ...Master, since you have already made your decision, why do you still ask me for advice?

What's more, what is called a tiger cub is still young.

You are the same age!

"Also, I will change my breakfast to milk from now on." When Qin Mo said this, there was no expression on his face.

The blond butler was confused: "Young Master, don't you like drinking milk?"

Chairman An also specifically mentioned this in the kitchen. The young master prefers Chinese food and dislikes the fishy smell and foam of milk, so he rarely drinks it.

Why do you want to change breakfast all of a sudden now?

When Qin Mo heard the blonde butler's question, his fingers paused.

Why else.

For three centimeters.

"Young Master?" The blond butler looked sideways and asked again.

Qin Mo looked very calm: "From today on, I like it."

The blond butler was speechless, thinking that their young master was really unpredictable.

At this moment, a tigerish little milky sound suddenly came from my ears.

"vast and lonely!"

The young blond housekeeper turned around, and sure enough it was Miss Ninth.

Qin Mo also saw the little tiger over there holding hot water in his two paws, and raised his eyes to give the blond butler a look.

The blond butler did this very well, his eyes flashed as soon as he touched her, and his ability to comprehend was very strong.

No, he has something to tell Chairman An. He has to calm down and summarize!

Bo Jiu in the study didn't know what was going on. She was wagging her little tail and watching her little princess finish the hot water that she brought her.

What comes out of my heart is infinite satisfaction.

Yesterday Momo refused to drink what she brought over, but today he no longer resisted.

This is a good sign.

I believe that soon, her little princess will agree to buy herself to her.

Simply delicious.

Qin Mo drank the hot water from the cup and his throat felt much better.

Look at the little tiger wagging its tail in front of him.

He completely denied the young butler's proposal just now.

The little tiger is already very good at taking care of him, and there is no need to develop any independent abilities at all.

It's just that one thing didn't develop as Qin Mo wanted.

After watching him drink the medicine, the little tiger suggested going home, wagging his tail and saying, "Mom is back. She must be pestered by dad again. I have to act cute, otherwise mom will be worried."

Although I know what Little Tiger said is correct.

But his original plan was to teach her to write.

As a result, I can only stay in the study by myself.

Qin Mo told himself that it was nothing, and instead became quieter.

When Bo Jiu saw the little princess humming, he stood next to the desk, picked up the brush placed on it, and looked at his face turned sideways, half hidden in the intersection of light and shadow.

Seems like she needs a hug.

Bo Jiu couldn't hold back thinking this. He hugged the person with more force, but the brush fell off and the other end successfully scratched Qin Mo's face.

A second of embarrassment.

Bo Jiu began to realize that he seemed too rough and had already stretched out his claws to scratch his ears.

The little princess will definitely call her name again.

Unexpectedly, the man just glanced at her, then took out a piece of paper and wiped the face that was stained by her.

The more this happened, the more guilty and flustered Little Tiger Bo became.

Qin Mo made it clear that there are two different attitudes towards those raised by him and those not raised by him.

He needs to be taught slowly after raising him.

"Don't rush over here like this in the future."

Bo Jiu nodded and said, "Mo Mo, can you not practice calligraphy first?"

"Why?" After Qin Mo wiped his face, he gave people the feeling of a little prince.

Bo Jiu held his hand: "I want to take you to meet my parents. You took care of me all night yesterday. I have to tell my dad."

Historical progress, what to do next, she still has to learn from her dad.

Qin Mo paused after hearing her words.

Thinking that she will definitely come here often in the future.

From a etiquette point of view, it is indeed necessary to say hello to Uncle Bo and the others.

If Mr. An knew about this, he would definitely laugh again.

After all, when has his grandson taken the initiative to visit anyone.

Now he was persuaded by a few words from the little tiger.

It is really a miracle.

But today Qin Mo did not stay in the study alone.

I didn't think there was anything wrong with this before.

Maybe it was because there was a little tiger around.

Suddenly, I felt that the study was very deserted without it.

After finding a reason to convince myself.

Young Master Qin packed up, picked up his own down jacket with a fluffy collar, and put it on a certain little tiger.

At this time, Bo Jiu had no pressure to wear Qin Mo's clothes, but it made her little face look better.

The two wore the same brand of coat.

Young Master Qin had a taste in clothing since he was a child, probably influenced by Queen An.

Now like this, the two little people are wearing the same series of down jackets, stepping on the white snow, giving people a feeling of being carved out of jade.

Bo Jiu was very happy because the little princess let her hold her hand and leave.

There was just one bad thing, and I don't know why, every time the little princess saw her shoulders, her eyes would change.

As for this.

The blond butler who stood in front of the door to send the two children away must have undoubtedly discovered the secret of why the young master stipulated that breakfast should be milk.

The young master must care about the height issue!

It looks like this.

The young master is indeed shorter than Miss Jiu.

After the blond butler caught this information, he called the boss.

After hearing all these things, Mr. An laughed so hard that there were a few more wrinkles on the corners of his eyes. Ah

His grandson also has such a moment.

Because of the height problem, has he started to drink milk now?

When Mr. An smiled, he was glad again that he brought his grandson here.

No, it should be said that meeting the little tiger of the Bo family is the most important thing.

The other one.

It was the first time that little Bo Jiu brought someone home as a guest.

Her father had too many little secrets hidden, and it was not convenient for others to see.

As the little tyrant in the ten-mile radius.

Those people couldn't understand why she liked the small keyboard.

For those who didn't understand her.

Naturally, Bo Jiu wouldn't take it home.

Mo Mo was different.

Knowing that the small keyboard was very important to her, he wiped it for her and let her hold it.

Anyway, now little tiger Bo thinks of her little princess as much as she wants.

Mr. Bo didn't expect that his Jiu Ye would bring the young master Qin from the opposite side to eat for free.

The character who was originally set up as a gigolo raised his eyebrows lazily after seeing Qin Mo.

Qin Mo was smart. He remembered the adult he saw at home and the adult who was wearing a headband on his head and dressed like a student.

He called out calmly: "Uncle Bo."

Mr. Bo smiled: "Good boy."

This kid from the Qin family is really interesting.

However, no matter how interesting he is, he will probably fall into the hands of his Jiuye.

He knew too well how much enthusiasm his Jiuye expressed when he wanted something could melt people.

It's up to him.

Mr. Bo asked people to sit down in a casual manner.

Mrs. Bo was wearing a professional suit and a pair of black high heels. She looked like she was going out. But after seeing her daughter, the coldness in her eyes melted. She bent down and picked her up: "Did Jiu behave well today?"

"Yes." Bo Jiu promised obediently: "I have no skin at all."

Mrs. Bo smiled and pinched her nose. When she saw Qin Mo standing on the other side, a trace of surprise flashed across her eyes. You know, her Jiu never took children home.

This is the first one.

And the other party also has Chinese blood.

Mrs. Bo is a businessman and has seen many people of all kinds.

But no child can compare to the outstanding little boy in front of her.

That reminds her of the ancient poems she learned before she went abroad.

There is a young man named Fei, standing gracefully.

At a young age, he is noble and outstanding.

Where did her Jiu get to know such a little friend?

Noticing her mother's gaze, Bo Jiuhu's eyes turned round. After coming out of her arms, she ran to Qin Mo and held his hand: "Mom, this is Mo Mo. He took care of me all night yesterday and fed me medicine."

Mrs. Bo knew that her Jiu never praised others easily.

Both father and daughter were lazy to everyone.

There were few people they liked.

What her daughter showed in her eyes now was more than just that this boy took care of her.

Mrs. Bo was about to speak.

But she saw that the boy made a move.

A very small move.

She just reached out to hold up her son's sleeve.

Her son has been smart since childhood, and his memory is different from other children.

Mrs. Bo was not at home, and sometimes she wondered if this memory was subtly influenced by others.

This is a good thing and a bad thing for children.

With a high IQ, it is very likely that they will not be able to make friends in childhood.

She always worried that no one would take care of her son.

Now it seems that she doesn't have to worry so much.

Among her peers, there are also people who can understand her son.

It seems that she not only understands, but also does her job as a mother.

"Thank you, little prince Mo, for taking care of my son." Mrs. Bo bent down and gently touched Qin Mo's head: "You haven't eaten lunch yet, I will make some for you and Jiu later."

Qin Mo didn't speak yet.

Mr. Bo on the other side spoke: "Don't you have a meeting to rush to? It turns out that you are trying to coax me."

Mrs. Bo glanced at him, which meant that he, the older child, should wait for a while because there were children around.

Mr. Bo put his hands back: "It seems that I am going to fall out of favor."

After just two sentences of conversation.

Qin Mo knew what this family was like.

It was completely different from his family.

His mother was taken care of by his father, who was very gentle and considerate.

It didn't look like she was in the army at all.

But the dignity of the family was still there.

And his mother was always eaten by his father.

On the other hand, Uncle Bo was very unscrupulous in eating soft rice.

Aunt Bo was basically responsible for coaxing two children.

One was Little Tiger, and the other was Uncle Bo.

Qin Mo thought that he might be able to help Aunt Bo share one of the burdens. Before the meal, he naturally took Little Tiger aside, leaving Uncle Bo more room to eat soft rice.

This was also the reason why the latter liked this kid more and more.

Not bad, quite reasonable.

Thinking in this way, Mr. Bo took up a little more of his wife's time.

And he used practical actions to tell his CEO that the two children didn't need her to take care of them at all, and it was him, the older child, who needed to be taken care of.

It was indeed so.

Because Little Tiger Bo's attention is no longer on her mother.

Instead, she really wants to introduce her things to her little princess.

This is not what her father said.

She wants to get closer to her little princess.

When Qin Mo followed Little Tiger into the room, he found that this room was different from other children's rooms.

It's not that the decoration is different.

But it's impossible to put three computers in a child's room.

And each computer is the latest model.

Not to mention the books on programs scattered on the ground.

Although they are all very simple.

But Qin Mo's English level has always been online.

Looking at the cover, you can know what it is. Even if you only understand an abstract concept, you can understand that the little tiger in front of you is not an ordinary little tiger.

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