Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 201. Fanwai: Variety show recording of a family of four (7)

This is the anti-theft Zhang Yanqingchi opened his eyes, and saw Qiqi was looking at him, his mouth was tightly pursed, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were wide open, and his black and white cat eyes were full of sadness A little touch, it seems that tears will come down. Yan Qingchi looked at him, feeling distressed in his heart.

He shook his head, and said softly, "How could it be? There is no absolute right or wrong in speaking, so why don't you like chess?"

Qiqi didn't speak, just looked at him sadly.

"Qiqi," Yan Qingchi asked him, "Do you like yourself? Do you think other people, me or your father, like you?"

Qiqi doesn't know, he doesn't know whether Jiang Mochen and Yan Qingchi like him, how much they like him, his mother also told him that she loves the baby the most, but she still left him. The love of adults seems to be difficult to figure out. There are always people who come to the courtyard and say they like them the most, but they will still leave, and they will suddenly go back when they agreed to take them home, so Qiqi doesn’t know what adults say. I don't know if the love I like is true, and I don't know if others really like him.

He looked at Yan Qingchi in confusion, unable to speak, and looked like he was about to cry.

"Qiqi, do you remember your name?"

"Jiang Zhiqi."

"Yes, then do you know what the word 'Zhi' in your name means?"

Qiqi shook his head.

"Zhi means 'of', Jiang Zhiqi is Jiang Mochen's chess." He stroked his hair, "So, you will always be your father's child, his chess, his chess. My child, do you understand?"

I don't know much about chess, "How far is it forever?"

"It's so far away, your whole life, your father's whole life."

"How far is a lifetime?"

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, "You are only 5 years old now, and you will grow up in the future. When you are 15 years old, it is also his chess and chess, and it is his child. When you are 50 years old, it is also his chess and chess."

"Is it 500 years old too?"

Yan Qingchi was amused by his childish words, "Yes, if Qiqi can grow to be 500 years old."

"Can Qiqi grow to be 500 years old?" Qiqi asked him.

"Yes," Yan Qingchi said nonsense with his eyes open, "Chess can grow up to many years old."

"Is it okay to grow up to be 1,000 years old like the wise old man?"

"Yeah." Yan Qingchi nodded with a smile, "No matter how old you are, you will always be his chess piece."

Qiqi heard this, and then slowly revealed a shy, gentle and happy smile.

"So Qiqi, me, your father, we all like you very much. Do you know?"

Qiqi looked at him for a long time, then slowly, slowly nodded.

"However, it's not enough for us to like you, you also have to like yourself."

"How do I like myself?" Qiqi asked him, "Aren't I already me? How else can I like me?"

"It's very simple, be kind to yourself, believe in yourself, and be brave. Tell yourself every day that your father and father like you very much, your grandparents like you very much, and your aunt likes you very much, so chess Chess also needs to like oneself very much. When you encounter something you like, you can tell others. If you are shy, you can tell your father in a low voice. When you encounter something you don’t like, you can also tell others. Isn’t it very simple?”

Qiqi thought about it, leaned on his shoulder and asked in a low voice: "What if the father I like doesn't like it?"

"It doesn't matter, Qiqi is a child, and dad is a big friend. Of course, children and big friends like different things. Just like Qiqi likes bean paste buns, but dad likes meat buns. Dad doesn't like eating because of Qiqi. Is Roubaozi angry?"

Qiqi shook his head.

"Will you be angry because Qiqi likes to eat bean paste buns?"

Qiqi still shook his head.

"So, look, it's all right?"

Qiqi thought about it, and was surprised to find out, "Really."

He sat on Yan Qingchi's lap, tilted his head and thought for a while, "Father doesn't watch cartoons, and chess and chess watch cartoons, and father is not angry."

"He is your father, so naturally he won't be angry about this."

Qiqi seemed to realize that he didn't say anything, and tried his best to conform to the preferences of the two adults in the family, but in fact, he still did something different from them. He watches cartoons, goes to bed early, likes to eat sweets, and also likes to play, but neither his father nor his father said anything about him because of these. He seemed to have finally solved his long-standing troubles, and his whole body brightened up, "But," he was a little confused, "Xiaojing's new mother doesn't like what Xiaojing likes she doesn't like."

He said something convoluted, but Yan Qingchi knew what he wanted to say, he kissed Qiqi, and answered the question with the simplest answer, "Because I am not Xiaojing's mother, I am Qiqi's mother." Dad, so, I like whatever Qiqi likes."

Qiqi became shy when he said it, silently lowered his head, and then hugged him gently.

Outside the house, Jiang Mochen closed the door gently, but did not go in. He leaned against the wall, bowed his head and smiled without a trace, and left.

Qiqi solved my long-standing troubles, and thought that I would go to the playground the next day, so I was very happy all day long. When she was sleeping at night, she whispered to Yan Qingchi, "Dad, remember to wake me up early tomorrow."

Yan Qingchi pinched his face, "Got it, go to sleep."

Qiqi shook his hand and closed his eyes, "Good night, Dad, I'm going to bed."

"Good night." Yan Qingchi kissed him and helped him cover the blanket.

As soon as he stood up, Qiqi opened his eyes again because of the good night kiss, and looked at him with joy in his eyes.

"Go to sleep." He coaxed.

Qiqi shrank his head into the blanket slightly, and said in a sweet voice, "Good night, Dad."

"Good night."

Yan Qingchi turned off the light and walked out.

"Are you going?"

"Otherwise," Yan Qingchi chuckled, "Are you really discussing the Luminous script with you?"

Jiang Mochen: "... You are here, let's sleep here tonight."

"That won't work. When we go out together tomorrow morning, then I will become a celebrity in the crew."

"You can't go out from here after I leave."

"How do you say that we are also legal couples who have obtained the certificate in an upright manner, and what you said is just like cheating/love."

Jiang Mochen: "..."

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, then sat down next to him, "But it's okay, let's treat it as a fun experience."

Jiang Mochen pressed his aching temple, stretched out his finger to the door, and said impatiently: "Roll."

"I'm not a front-loading washing machine, why roll it?" Yan Qingchi said as he took out his phone, "It just so happens that both of us are here, and we can play a chess video."

He dialed the video, and it took a while for the other party to connect, revealing half of Qiqi's face.

"Dad." Qiqi shouted.

Yan Qingchi moved the phone to the side, "Look who this is."

Qiqi moved his head forward and said pleasantly, "Father is here too."

"What is Qiqi doing?" Jiang Mochen asked him.

"I'm watching animation with my aunt, and I'm going to sleep after watching it." He said, turning the phone around, so that Aunt Zhang was in the mirror.

Jiang Mochen saw her, smiled at her, and told her, "It will take a while for us to go back, Aunt Zhang, see how Qiqi wants to treat him, if he feels bored, take him to my parents Stay there for a while."

"Okay."

Qiqi heard his words and asked him, "Father, when will you and Dad come back?"

"After a while, Qiqi, you have to listen to your aunt at home."

Qiqi nodded, "Qiqi is very obedient."

Jiang Mochen asked him, "Is going to school fun?"

Qiqi thought about it, pouted, "Sometimes it's fun, sometimes it's not."

"When is it fun and when is it not?"

"It's fun when you're drawing, taking classes, or playing games, but it's not fun when you're sleeping at noon."

"Why?"

"Qiqi doesn't sleep at noon." Qiqi emphasized, "I only sleep at night."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Why don't you go to bed at noon?"

"Painting, you can also play chess and put together puzzles." Chess and chess counted for him.

"Okay, I'll call your teacher in a few days and tell her that if you really don't want to go to bed at noon, I won't let you go to bed."

"Really?" Hearing this, Qiqi's tone rose, "Thank you dad."

"You're welcome."

The three chatted for a while, Yan Qingchi seemed a little sleepy watching chess, so he hung up the video and told him to go to bed early.

Jiang Mochen waited until he hung up the video before asking him, "Do you think you dote on him too much?"

Yan Qingchi looked confused, "Huh?"

"Everyone takes a nap, just because he doesn't like naps, so you have to call the teacher to let him not sleep at noon, isn't it a bit bad?"

Yan Qingchi thought it was something, it turned out to be this, "Then everyone likes girls, you like boys, and your parents let you marry a man, don't your parents spoil you too much?"

Jiang Mochen was speechless at once.

Yan Qingchi looked at him, and said in a gentle voice: "People are different, just like some people like to be vegetarian and others like to eat meat, some people just sleep less, some people sleep too much, he doesn't want to sleep, Can't sleep, what's the use if you just press him on the bed. I never took a nap when I was a child, didn't I grow up well. There is no so-called right or wrong in many things, so why bother with rulers and templates? Ask someone else."