Chapter 2021 Competing with Dad

Gu Nuannuan held the sweet baby in her arms in a comfortable position. The white, tender and quiet little baby was too cute. Others saw her and struck up a conversation on the street, "Mrs. Jiang, long time no see. Is this the second child?"

"Yes, it's a good day today. I'm holding him here to hold a parent-teacher conference for his brother."

"Is Mr. Jiang not here?" an acquaintance asked.

Gu Nuannuan looked in the direction and said, "He just went over to look for Tianzhi. We are not in a hurry and are taking a walk behind."

The acquaintance also hurriedly went to find his child. After a while, two more people came to Gu Nuannuan to chat.

The little tiger rushed out, "Where~ Erwa"

Before the parent-teacher meeting started, the little tiger summoned a dozen children to come over to see his rare second baby.

The parents followed the class to the playground at the back. Because it was a senior class and they were about to graduate, the school would definitely organize an event and invite parents to participate.

In order to maintain order, the small class and the middle class are not in school.

Because Gu Nuannuan was holding the child, she did not go to the crowd. She stood aside and watched. Holding her son in her arms and her husband's coat.

Jiang Chenyu was afraid that his mother and daughter would be cold, so he took off his suit jacket and gave it to them. Gu Xiaonuan used her husband's coat to wrap the second baby's little body, and the little guy was sleeping.

The little tiger saw his mother standing and hugging his younger brother. His younger brother's mommy bag was also on the ground at this moment. The little guy ran out of the crowd without saying a word again.

The teacher turned around and said, "Tianzhi?"

The little guy has run away.

The teacher wanted to chase him again, Jiang Chenyu said: "No need to chase him, he will be back soon."

Sure enough, five minutes later, the little tiger ran to Gu Xiaonuan with a small stool in his classroom in his little hands. He put down the small stool and raised his head, "Mom, sit down~"

"Thank you Baby."

"No need to thank Mom." The little tiger put his small hands around Gu Nuannuan's neck, and was careful not to squeeze his brother, "Mom, Zai Zai loves you and loves Dad."

"Mom and dad love you too."

The mother and son hugged each other and didn't know what to say. The little tiger raised his head and said happily, "Mom, let's get together later."

After receiving the promise, the little tiger happily ran towards his father again.

"Dad~"

Jiang Tianzhi is so good that it makes the couple unrealistic.

They were all touched that their sons had grown up and were finally no longer irritating.

"No, dad, it's not like this, don't want this, eh~" The little tiger held the paint in his hand and looked at the paint sprinkled on his father's new white shirt. He sucked his mouth and felt guilty.

The school asked the children to DIY their own short-sleeved shirts, using pure white material and painting them with whatever paint they needed.

Parents and children were asked to do it together. As a result, the little tiger waved his hand, and the father's shirt became colorful.

Jiang Chenyu looked at it and didn't take it seriously, "Dad, I'll help you flatten the short sleeves first, and then you draw on them. You can't write clearly because they're so wrinkled."

The little tiger touched his belly with his little hand, and then the paint on his hand got stained on his clothes.

Jiang Chenyu: "..." If he doesn't get angry, the kitten will be irritable.

"continue."

Hands-on creative activities are not suitable for the young master of the Jiang family, and they must be skill-based.

DIY clothes Gu Nuannuan looked at it and said, "Son, what is this yellow thing you drew?"

"Mom, that's a banana."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Gu Nuannuan pointed again and asked, "Is this red apple?"

The little tiger looked at it and said, "Mom, that's the sun."

Gu Nuannuan quickly apologized to her son, "Mom, my eyes are clumsy. Then this green one is a kiwi, right?"

"Mom, that's grass~" the little tiger said sadly, is his painting so hard to recognize?

Gu Nuannuan asked: "What are the black dots on the grass?"

"Little bug."

Gu Nuannuan took it and asked: "Little bug, you have already remembered it, but you didn't think of painting flowers on the grass?"

Little Tiger said very thoughtfully, "The grass in girls' paintings is full of flowers, but boys' paintings of flowers are not men's."

Gu Nuannuan smacked her tongue. She raised her eyes and looked at her husband. Mr. Jiang explained: "I didn't teach you."

"It's inherited from you."

Mr. Jiang: "..."

Gu Nuannuan waved her hand, "Go and hang the cauldron painted by your son there to dry. When it's done, we'll take it away." At any rate, it was also his son's first 'work', but there were some, um... don't you recognize it? come out.

But when it comes to skills,

The teacher hadn't finished explaining the rules for designing balloons. The young master from the Jiang family narrowed his eyes and shot two balloons, destroying the two balloons.

Then a group of children looked at Brother Tiger with admiration.

Jiang Chenyu helplessly held his forehead and squatted next to his son.

At this moment, the business emperor in everyone's mind has become a commoner.

The little tiger has learned very miscellaneous things since he was a child. For this reason, Gu Xiaonuan was worried that all the knowledge was not systematically learned by his son, and he was worried that he would remember it piecemeal after patching it all together.

But Jiang Chenyu never worried. His father knew that his son was not a systematic person.

You must know how the king of the forest can be constrained by system norms.

"In the competition to memorize the 12 zodiac signs, this little dragon doll will be given to whomever." The teacher said to the children around him with a microphone in the middle of the playground.

Normally, Brother Tiger would disdain to ask for it, but that is the dragon's doll.

"Teacher, I'm coming."

The little tiger was sitting on his father's lap. He was sweating all over. Jiang Chenyu was wiping his son's sweat when the little kid on his lap raised his hand.

"Rat, Ox, Tiger, Rabbit, Rooster, Dog, Pig~" Little Shanjun's mouth was like reciting a jingle. Before the teacher said to start, the little guy started to talk while sitting on his father's lap under the stage.

"Little Tianzhi, the teacher asks you, do you know what the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches are?"

Little Shanjun scratched his head and looked back at his father, "Dad, isn't the earth dry? Why is the sky dry too?"

Jiang Chenyu looked at the baby in his arms lovingly, "Grandpa told you before, how did people keep time in ancient times?"

"Oh~ That's it." Little Shanjun remembered that he was confused about this at the time, why were the ancestors so troublesome. "Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, Kui, these are the ten heavenly stems~

Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, Hai, these are the twelve earthly branches. Then, their cycle is, yes," Xiao Shanjun looked at his father again, and before his father gave him an answer, his expression was surprised, "Oh~ it's 60 years. My grandfather has told his little grandson~"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Shanjun also knew the extended content, and the little dragon doll naturally fell into the arms of Xiaohu Bao.

Xiao Shanjun proudly tilted his little face towards his father, because he raised his precious son with his own hands, and Jiang Chenyu knew what his son wanted to do with that subtle little movement.

So he hugged his son and kissed his face gently, and then his cheek was returned by his son with a big kiss~

"Where, give it to Long, Bao's spoils, you keep it for Bao."