"Husband, do you want to eat or not? I'll feed you!"

As soon as he got home, Song Yi happily handed over a box of ice cream, holding the spoon in his hand even further.

Qi Yuncheng put down what he was holding and went over to take a bite. It was indeed hot when he came back on a hot day.

But I felt a cold sensation in my mouth and had to speak.

"If you put Xixi in this state with Master, aren't you afraid that Master will shorten his life? This kid is so noisy, he's like a bomb."

Song Yi, who was originally in a happy mood, became angry when he mentioned the child, stuffing ice cream into his mouth while talking.

"Lanlan went back early in the morning, and I didn't want to take her with her. She just ran around there all day long, refusing to agree to anything, and only wanted to eat."

"You're not much better."

With a sigh, Qi Yuncheng sat on the sofa to rest for a while, while Song Yi twisted her body and leaned against her husband, while still talking.

"I really want a second child. Maybe the second child will have a much better personality than the girl, and he can help me take care of it then."

"I'm afraid you're overthinking, let me do the math for you. If you want a second child, when the child is two years old and can run and jump, Xixi will be five years old.

Not to mention two people grabbing each other's toys, why would they be crazy if they grab noodles? Saw it in half? Is there still room for it at home?"

As he said that, the noodle next to him suddenly turned his head, as if he smelled danger, and stared at the two people with his eyes.

Song Yi leaned on Qi Yuncheng's shoulder and bit the spoon, then took it out and spit out her tongue, which was stained white by the ice cream, looking childish.

"Really, it's not like I don't know. But Xixi is really too active. When will she get over this stage?

Every day at home is like treasure hunting. Even the stairs have to be helped up and down, and I have to watch them all the time.

Now that I think about it, my mother was right when she chased me with a broom and beat me."

"It seems that this character is inherited from you."

"But I wasn't this bothered when I was a kid."

"Who knows, do you know what you looked like when you were two years old?"

The young couple cuddled up and chatted with each other, chatting away after not seeing each other for a long time. They felt like an old married couple.

Unlike before when Qi Yuncheng came back, Song Yi would definitely pounce on him.

Not anymore. The children are two years old and have accumulated a certain amount of time.

"So what should we do? Don't want it? Our older brother and sister are only one year older than the younger brother and sister."

"It depends on fate. Let's see if we can deal with Xixi. Anyway, we must do it."

"Okay, okay! I'm not here today, so it's rare for me to be clean."

After staying quietly for a while, Qi Yuncheng remembered something and continued, "I still have a lot to do when I come back this time."

"What's wrong? Isn't the performance finished? Is there anything else?"

"There are many."

Qi Yuncheng shook his head. Let's not talk about Zhang Yunlei's jumping off the building. It's enough not to let him go.

Mainly the recruitment of disciples, the Gangsi Festival and the python robe.

I originally thought that I would work overtime to deliver the python for its 20th anniversary, which was already in April.

Otherwise, how could a group of them have started touring for several months and only come back now.

But when I did it in December last year, I realized that I was overthinking it, and even if I worked overtime, it would not be possible in such a short time.

He knew it couldn't be that fast, but he wanted to hire more professionals to see if he could speed up the progress, and he didn't care about spending more money.

But it's still impossible.

It has not even been completed yet. It takes a lot of time to make something worth millions, and it may be delayed for about a month or two.

It will be October then.

There is no point in doing it in October, we can only wait for Master’s birthday.

But even if it wasn't done yet, he still had to go there to communicate and see his daughter.

It’s been so long since I last saw you, I’m so worried.

So I got up.

"I'll go to Master's house later to have dinner! I just agreed that Luan Yunping and the others are going to go there!"

"Okay! I'll be back after dinner."

After finishing a few bites of the ice cream, the two of us were ready to set off.

But the places we go to are different.

Song Yi went directly to his master's house, while Qi Yuncheng took a detour to discuss the python robe with professionals, which took a long time.

It was almost twelve o'clock when we finally arrived at the rose garden.

As soon as we arrived at the rose garden, we heard the sound of a car.

Suddenly, a cute little thing ran out of the house.

"Dad!"

Hearing the sound of milk, Qi Yuncheng's heart almost melted, and he hurried over.

The daughter also trotted over and called her daddy, her little steps fluttering like a little penguin.

Although I couldn’t run very far for a long time, my excitement was visible to the naked eye.

"Dad! Dad! Dad!"

"Hey!"

When he came to the extremely happy little girl, Qi Yuncheng hugged her up. Xixi was also very happy, with her pretty little face smiling all the time.

"You've become heavier again. How much do you eat every day, and you still don't deal with your mother all day long?"

He walked in with his lovely daughter in his arms, but Song Yi was already waiting at the door. He was very helpless, "But if you saw her, you can tell how troubled she is at home by running those few steps just now."

Qi Yuncheng laughed and said, "I'm not annoying Master to death."

"It's okay. After all, Master's house is full of people all day long, so there are enough people to deal with her."

"Go in!"

The words fell.

The young couple entered the room.

It’s really lively as soon as you enter.

Luan Yunping, Guo Qiling, and Third Brother are all here, but Xiaoyue is still out filming, which will take more than ten days.

"Finally back."

Looking at the child, Guo Degang complained for a while, "This rich young lady in our family can't live in peace. After my daughter sent her here, the house was full of busy work.

I almost knocked myself down, but luckily I didn’t cry.

I didn’t cry. I didn’t cry, but I got up and tried to play with the birdcage your uncle asked me to buy before, but I almost dropped it.

Tell me, who inherited this character."

Qi Yuncheng could tell from the master's repeated words that Xixi was bothering him, so he subconsciously glanced at the girl in his arms. The girl had an indifferent attitude, as if it was not her fault at all.

Then he looked at his wife, Song Yize, who also looked like she didn't care about her own business, as if she had inherited it from you.

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For a moment, mother and daughter had the same expression.

"This little bomb is like this, please keep an eye on it." Qi Yuncheng hugged his daughter and placed her in the arms of the sitting master.

"It doesn't seem to be a problem." Guo Degang took Xixi with both hands and leaned on the sofa and said, "The key is that she wants me to eat more. She gives me a lollipop all day long and you tell me whether I should eat it or not."

"You mean so well! It can be seen that Xixi is quite caring."

"It hurts me no more."

"It's okay, she will get her retribution. She will cry when she goes to school and writes her name."

"That's right!" Luan Yunping walked out of the kitchen at this time, "My family's joke is that I can't write my own name right now.

It's even more difficult for her. How many strokes does Xi have to write, especially the lower part?"

"It's a good thing I didn't call her Qi Xixi!" Qi Yuncheng laughed in amusement, imagining the future scene, "otherwise she would still be writing her name while everyone else was answering questions."

The more they chatted, the happier they became, and they all came back.

Only Xixi didn't know, staring with big eyes at Guo Fenyang, who was being taken care of by Guo Qiling in the stroller next to her. He was really not young now.

Whether it’s weight or age.

But while chatting, a group of fellow apprentices went to help his wife cook. Only Qi Yuncheng stopped and said, "Master, how is the small theater lately?"

"It's not bad! The cross talk and drum music clubs are both good. After September, we have to go there to serve as examiners and recruit some students in this field."
To be continued...