Chapter 416 A Bedtime Story

Chapter 416 A Bedtime Story

For the release and sales of "The King of Fairy Tales", not many people in the book market care about it, and probably the fairy tale department of Yinlan Library will always pay attention to the response of the first issue of the magazine.

However, as far as the daytime situation is concerned, there is not much valuable feedback online.

It's night time.

In the living room of a certain neighborhood.

A certain mother put down the book in her hand under the light: "This issue of the Poirot series is good, the tricks are unexpected, and it feels more exciting than the last issue..."

At this moment, two children were making a fuss in the living room.

Mom looked at the time and said helplessly, "Honghong, Huahua, it's time to go to bed."

"I want to play some more."

The seven-year-old son, Hua Hua, had a great time playing with the toy racing car.

The mother looked at her nine-year-old daughter: "Honghong, you are an older sister, set an example for my younger brother and go to bed."

"OK."

Hong Hong entered the bedroom obediently.

Huahua saw her sister enter the bedroom, so she could only follow in hesitantly, and shouted, "Then mom, tell me a story!"

"Okay, okay."

With a doting look on her mother's face, she took advantage of the opportunity and picked up "The King of Fairy Tales" that she bought together with the Poirot series during the day.

She is a fan of Chu Kuang, especially the Poirot series, and buys every issue.

In "The King of Fairy Tales", it is said that there is an article written by Chu Kuang, and she bought a copy by the way out of the mentality of supporting idols.

Although I am not interested in fairy tales, I can tell them to my son at night.

ten minutes later.

Honghong and Huahua were lying on the bed.

Mom took the unpacked "Fairy Tale King" and found the first story: "Today, Mom will tell you a..."

"Mother!"

Seeing her mother holding a strange story book in her hand, Hua Hua insisted:

"I want to hear the story of the little turtle, I don't want to hear other stories!"

Mother couldn't help but helplessly said: "Huahua, look, we have heard the story of the little turtle many times in a row, why don't we change to a new story..."

"No, just listen to the little turtle!" Huahua said loudly.

Hong Hong, the older sister who is already immune to stories, sneered, "You childish ghost, you know how to listen to little turtle every day, and I can hear scissors in my ears!"

Mom: "It's cocoons, not scissors..."

Hong Hong: "Are scissors different from scissors?"

Mother:"……"

Huahua said angrily, "I want to listen to the little turtle."

The mother laughed. The so-called "Little Turtle" is a very classic fairy tale, but she has told her son dozens of times.

I'm really tired of talking.

She discussed: "Let's listen to a new story first. If you don't like it, Mom will read you Little Turtle again..."

"All right."

Hua Hua said reluctantly.

Hong Hong, who was on the upper bunk, said: "Mom, finish telling him quickly. Only a naive ghost like my younger brother likes to listen to fairy tales. I am already very sleepy when I am mature, and I am going to sleep."

"Know it."

Mom casually turned to Chu Kuang's fairy tale:

"Today, my mother is going to tell the story of Snow White. In a distant place, there lived a king and queen. They were eager to have a child, so they sincerely prayed to God, 'Please give us a child', Soon after, the queen gave birth to a lovely little princess. The girl's skin was as white as snow, and her cheeks were as red as apples. The king and queen named her Snow White..."

My mother has a lot of experience in storytelling.

Under her narration, the story of Snow White is told.

Huahua was not interested at all at first, but after listening to it, he was a little fascinated.

When my mother mentioned that the new queen was going to kill Snow White, she couldn't help being angry and said:

"The queen is too bad!"

The mother smiled and said persuasively: "Because this woman is a stepmother, and the stepmother is very bad to the child, so you must not let the father find the stepmother."

"I don't want a stepmother!"

Huahua has a strong sense of substitution.

The mother touched her son's head and continued: "The Queen's guards were soft-hearted and let Snow White go. Snow White ran away. She came to a hut in a panic. There are seven beds in this hut..."

"Mom, are there really dwarves in the world?"

A voice sounded from the upper bunk, and it turned out to be Hong Hong talking.

The mother was a little surprised. She didn't expect her daughter to be interested in this story. You must know that Honghong has passed the age of listening to fairy tales.

After all, you are still a child.

She said softly: "There are many dwarves in the world, but when you see them, don't laugh at them. Be friendly to the dwarfs. Look how kind the dwarves are to Snow White."

Hong Hong said loudly: "Okay, I like dwarves!"

Hua Huanu pouted: "Sister, don't you like listening to fairy tales?"

Hong Hong kicked the bed with her foot: "I can't sleep, just listen to it."

The corner of the mother's mouth ticked: "The queen knew from the magic mirror that Snow White was not dead. She was so angry that she dressed up as an old lady and secretly gave Snow White a poisonous red apple..."

"I can't eat it!"

"Apple is poisonous!"

The two children suddenly became excited.

The mother educated: "Now you understand why mother doesn't let you eat what strangers give you, maybe the other party is pretending to be a queen."

Huahua: "I won't eat any more!"

Hong Hong: "Especially don't eat the candy from Uncle Weird!"

Listening to the child's feedback, the mother felt that the story was quite educational, and nodded: "Snow White is in a coma, and a handsome prince passed by at this time..."

"Very good!"

"Snow White is doing well again!"

The emotions of the two children came and went quickly, and they all became happy when they heard that the handsome prince kissed Snow White awake.

"In the end, the prince brought the princess back to the country to expose the queen's evil deeds, and the queen was punished. The prince married the princess, and they lived happily ever after..."

After my mother finished speaking, I felt sweet in my heart.

Chu Kuang deserves to be his idol. This fairy tale is really good. It doesn’t look like someone who wrote a fairy tale for the first time. Even an adult likes it. The whole story is much more technical than the little turtle. up.

Hua Hua shouted: "Tell me again!"

Hong Hong followed suit and said, "I like Snow White!"

Mom said: "Don't talk about the little turtle?"

"don't want!"

The two children said in unison.

Mother:"……"

This Snow White actually defeated the little turtle.

When she was a child, her mother told her about a little turtle in her childhood, which made her feel guilty when she drank turtle soup, even though the old turtle and the turtle were of different species.

The mother thought badly, and told the child again.

The second time, the children were still very excited to listen, discussing a few sentences from time to time.

It wasn't until the third time of the narration that the two children slowly fell asleep. She tiptoed away and covered the two children with the kicked-off quilt by the way.

"I am Snow White..."

When covering Hong Hong with the quilt, Hong Hong was talking in her sleep.

Mom smiled.

Back in the living room, my mother turned on the computer and entered a group: "Sisters, have you heard the story of "Snow White"?"

The other mothers in the group looked blank.

And when the time came the next day, all the mothers knew who Snow White was...

call it a day