"Teacher He, has Ming Ming really left?”
Seeing He Jiong come out of the room, Zhang Zifeng wiped his tears and asked pitifully.
"That's right, Teacher He. Mingming promised me that he would buy me a gift. I don't believe it.”
Ju Jingyi was a beauty that only appeared once every 4,000 years, and her tear-stained face was simply a fatal blow. No man could stand it, and they couldn't help but want to protect her.
Huang Lei winked at He Jiong, hoping that He Jiong would cooperate with him, because he felt that his plan was very successful.
However, He Jiong also wanted to deceive the two of them.
But after seeing Ju Jingyi and Zhang Zifeng's tears, He Jiong couldn't bring himself to say that.
The two beautiful girls stood in front of him and asked. He Jiong suddenly thought that if Ming Ming really left this place, he would definitely be very sad, so he couldn't bear to lie to the two of them anymore.
"Teacher Huang was lying to you. Mingming is sleeping in his room.”
"Teacher He, we agreed to tease everyone together.”
Huang Lei couldn't take it anymore. Huang Lei was exposed so quickly. The slap in the face came too quickly.
"Teacher Huang, I'm sorry. I really didn't do it on purpose, but I can't lie anymore. Look at how Xiao Ju and Zifeng are crying.”
He Jiong laughed so hard that tears were about to fall.
"Really?"
"Teacher Huang, just you wait."
Zhang Zifeng and Ju Jingyi quickly ran into the room to take a look.
Qiu Ming was lying quietly on the bed, sleeping. His fair face had a faint smile on it. It was obvious that he had fallen asleep.
The two of them finally felt relieved. They walked out angrily and glared at Huang Lei.
"What are you doing? Are you two good daughters rebelling?”
Huang Lei felt guilty and braced himself.
"Teacher Huang, you're too much.”
Zhang Zifeng pouted.
"That's right. You're old and disrespectful."
Ju Jingyi glared at Huang Lei.
"Hahaha, Teacher Huang, you're so disrespectful. I'm dying of laughter. Little Ju, you're too funny.”
He Jiong laughed out loud, and the pots and pans ran over as well. They jumped up and down around everyone, extremely happy.
"I was going to make a steamed fish head with chopped pepper and preserved meat for everyone at noon today. Since the two of you said so, I won't make it.”
Huang Lei also had his own trump card.
"Ah, don't, Teacher Huang. I'm just joking.”
Ju Jingyi quickly said.
"That's right, Father Huang. What's the steamed meat?”
Zhang Zifeng also swallowed his saliva and looked at Huang Lei eagerly.
"This preserved meat steaming is very particular. Not only is there preserved meat, but there are also preserved chicken drumsticks and preserved fish. Moreover, the workmanship is complicated. It takes more than an hour to finish.”
Speaking of his domain, Huang Lei's tone became firm.
"Is there any more bacon? I want to eat too."
Peng Peng had already returned with the radish. When he heard this, he quickly left the radish and ran over. He didn't even bother to wash his hands.
"Hurry up and wash your hands. Even Ming Ming knows to wash his hands.”
Huang Lei berated Peng Peng, who then ran to wash his hands.
"It's too troublesome. Forget it, forget it.”
Huang Lei sighed and was about to leave when Zhang Zifeng stopped him.
"Father Huang, I was wrong."
"Me too, Father Huang. I was wrong.”
The two sisters looked at Huang Lei pitifully.
"Seeing that you're so sincere in admitting your mistakes, I'll forgive you. Wait for dinner.”
Huang Lei waved his hand and walked towards the kitchen as if he was going to his battlefield.
Zhang Zifeng and Ju Jingyi clapped.
"Ming Ming sang a song today. If you heard it, you would definitely be shocked.”
He Jiong said.
"Teacher He, what song is it?"
Zhang Zifeng was curious.
"Ming Ming can sing too. That's amazing. But that's true. Ming Ming is a child prodigy.”
Ju Jingyi said.
"The name of the song seems to be 'Father's Prose Poem'. It's really beautiful. Unfortunately, you didn't hear it with your own ears. When Mingming wakes up, you must make him sing it again.”
When He Jiong said this, it was obvious that he had already recalled Ming Ming's singing and was almost immersed in it again.
"Is it that good?"
Zhang Zifeng was puzzled.
"That's right, that's right. Ming Ming is so young. Is the song he sings really good? And we've never heard of this song before.”
Peng Peng had already washed his hands.
"You guys have underestimated Ming Ming. Just you wait.”
He Jiong smiled and did not explain.
...
At the same time, in the Capital, in Creation 111 Studio, Wu Xuanyi was humming a song he had just downloaded," My Father's Prose Poem."
Even though she didn't have Qiu Ming's voice, Wu Xuanyi's voice was still very pleasant to hear as a member of an idol group.
Her sweet voice was not as heavy, but it had a hint of playfulness.
"What song is this? It's so nice."
Another member, Yang Chaoyue, walked over and sat down on a stool.
"I just heard Father's prose poem. It's too good.”
Wu Xuanyi turned on the speaker on his phone.
The melodious ringtone rang out, and the two of them continued to listen to it in fascination. They closed their eyes and enjoyed it.
This happened in the big brother's place in China. Many people were listening to this newly released song.
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