Yu dragged a big hugging bear from the bed and hugged it in her arms. The dark blue eyes were watching the TV with interest. At this time, the news was playing on the TV. She was watching with relish and her face was full of vivid colors.

After eating the noodles, Qiao Feng took the dishes out of the room and washed it. Then he looked at the stewed meat on the stove. It was obvious that it was still very early. It was still a long time before Xiaoxue came home from school. Qiao Feng stood outside the door, stretched towards the scorching air and cicadas outside, then poured some water from the pool, poured it into the washbasin. Then he picked up the hot water bottle that had just been washed next to him, turned around and returned to the room.

"Rain, have you washed up after getting up in the morning?"

Qiao Feng asked.

Regarding this question, Yu, who was holding a big fluffy teddy bear on the bed, thought about it with some concern and shook his head timidly.

Seeing this, Qiao Feng's face turned, he lowered the thermos and washbasin in his hand, and said, "Even if you don't go out, personal cleaning is still needed."

Yu buried her chin deeply in the fluffy teddy bear and looked at Qiao Feng pitifully. Seeing that her words made her feel a little aggrieved, Qiao Feng could only sigh helplessly and smile bitterly.

I can't teach you, there is nothing I can do about this.

"Come on, turn around."

Qiao Feng came behind Yu and wiped her face with a sticky towel. After that, he took out a comb and carefully helped the little girl comb her long hair like satin.

The comb was combed to the end, although it was a bit messy, but such good hair quality did not make it so difficult for Qiao Feng to do so. Yu was holding the baby bear and enjoyed Qiao Feng's care. When the wooden comb slid across her head, she even made a very comfortable sound in her mouth.

Qiao Feng couldn't comb his hair, so he could only let the hair fall apart. He put down the comb, moved Yu's body to the bed, reached out to lift her skirt, revealing her slender feet.

“Wash your feet more, it’s good for your body.”

Pour the water from the hot water bottle into the washbasin. After Qiao Feng tested the temperature, he hugged Yu's little feet with both hands and slowly immersed it in the water. The slightly hot water made the little girl's feet shrink back. Qiao Feng did not force himself, but took out the foot wash cloth first, stuck to wet water, and hugged one of her little feet with one hand and wiped it repeatedly. After wiping, wipe the other one. After wiping both feet, he pressed the two little feet into the water.

"ah……………………"

The warm water made a very comfortable blush float on Yu's face. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the comfort and tranquility at this moment...

Although life is a bit difficult, what does it matter?

Qiao Feng smiled, and Yu smiled. In this small room, the smiles on their faces seemed to have already told everything. Even the electric fan that kept shaking his head was witnessing every minute and every second in this small room with the rhythmic and regular hurrying sound...

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The weather is very hot.

Although it was already evening, it felt even hotter.

Qiao Xue now pouted, her eyes crossed with an unhappy look.

The fourteen-year-old girl was holding her booster and putting her belt in one hand. Her hair was so boyish that she couldn't really say the word cute. After digging her booster, she flicked her hand, then carried her schoolbag, and walked forward with her shoulders. The reason why she was so upset now was that she was from her side.

A woman about twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing a pair of thin-framed glasses. The woman looked serious and pulled out the car key from the car door. She looked even more angry when she looked at Qiao Xue, who was walking beside her, who looked very unhelming.

"Qiao Xue, where is your home? Don't go around with the teacher. I must meet your family today."

Qiao Xue sucked her nose, turned her head to look at the mature woman full of intellectual beauty. Then, she threw her schoolbag, putting this schoolbag that was lighter than an ordinary student, on her shoulder, and said-

"Teacher Zhao, can I beg you? Don't go to my parents. My family is very small and can't accommodate you."

The woman named Zhao Juan is Qiao Xue's head teacher. She helped her thin-edged glasses and said coldly: "If you don't look for it? How can you not look for it? Qiao Xue, I really want to meet your parents, how did you educate you? How many times have I said? Don't play with your phone during class, play **..."

"Teacher Zhao, I'm not having fun! I've probably told you many times, right? That's the guy I use to eat. I have to take care of the small online store I open!"

Qiao Xue didn't look like a girl at all, and she looked unwilling to buy it.

"What is it if you don't chat and play **?"

Zhao Juan took out a miscellaneous smartphone from her bag, and other people's speeches popped up from time to time in the dialog box on the screen. However, these speeches seemed very messy, filled with many professional terms and professional English, which made Zhao Juan, a teacher born in an orthodox professional class, completely unable to understand.

"Open an online store? Well, even if you are not playing ** chat, what kind of online store is that? What kind of business is a girl doing when she is young? She doesn't learn well at a young age, but she keeps staring at this thing during class. Many teachers have already complained to me! Look at you, a girl's house, her behavior is not as good as a girl. How can this be done?!"

Qiao Xue is almost crying now. Please, teacher, it doesn’t matter if I look like a girl or not, is it true that you are old? Does the king of heaven stipulate that girls should be born as princesses, not robbers? However, Qiao Xue still didn’t say these words. She just stared at the screen where numbers and English were still flashing, and said-

"Teacher Zhao, it's normal for you to not understand these things. I sell information exchange technology, which is simply the encoding of some software. In the past few days, these customers have been asking about a password-encrypted program. The chat room is full of programmers with common interests with us. Of course, those friends on my website who are interested in this have also made some such programs, competing with each other and making progress together. In fact, it is simply that a company releases tasks and lets us small programmers create the programs they need to provide services."
Chapter completed!