Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 267 The Big Boss Nan Jue Likes to Tidy His Brothers and Girls ([-])

Jem's story is the right way for children to open up, right?
Nan Jue's ghost stories are novel, why are they so skinny?
Moreover, how old is Nan Jue?Among the three children, he was the youngest, but in the end he frightened the two older brothers to tears.

It really... has the style of its mother.

"It turned out to be a misunderstanding." As the host of the birthday banquet, Qin Qingbai shook his head helplessly.

Few people in Interstellar know about ghosts. Nan Jue suddenly told a ghost story, and the environment is indeed dark and hidden. It is normal to be scared.

Heidi's expression was not good, she looked at her crying child in the picture, she was speechless for a while, and finally looked at Nan Shu, her tone didn't blame much, she just asked, "You usually teach these things to children?"

Nan Shu paused, then continued: "Nan Jue usually reads a lot of books, including myths and ghosts, court history, and folk tales."

"What is the myth?" Heidi looked vigilant. Could it be some strange and terrifying scare story?
"It's similar to ghosts, with fantastic colors, similar to God Jesus in old Western stories, but not as scary as ghosts."

Heidi nodded and looked at Nan Jue's face, "Then why didn't you tell my brother fairy tales, instead of ghost stories?"

Hearing this, Nan Shu's smile froze slightly.

why?
Does she still know about her own child?

Very naughty.

Nan Jue returned to her obedient appearance, smiling innocently on her cute little face, "Because all I've been reading lately are ghost stories."

Nan Shu blinked and thought of the book "Journey to the West" that was open in the living room before leaving home.

Hmm...Journey to the West barely...should be considered a ghost story.

She won't dismantle her son's position if it's public.

However, the apology that should be said is still deserved.

Thinking about it, Nan Shu patted Nan Jue's head: "Baby, you made brother Josie cry in fright, go and apologize, okay?"

Heidi was taking Josie from Dylan's hand, when she heard Nanshu's "Brother Josie", her eyebrows twitched.

The others couldn't hold back either, and coughed lightly.

They could see clearly in the screen just now that Nan Jue's story scared the two "brothers" into hugging each other and shivering. Now it's right for him, the little brother, to apologize, but it's awkward no matter how you look at it.

How should I apologize?
Do you want to say, "Sorry, the story I told scared you?"

Isn't the subtext just:... I am not afraid as a kid, why are you two older kids crying in fright?

Think what comes.

Sure enough, I heard Nan Jue's milky voice: "But Mom, I didn't expect them to be scared to cry, obviously it's not very scary."

It's just a little scary.

After the words fell, Heidi's face was a little tense.

"Hey, you have to apologize for your unintentional mistakes, and you have to be responsible for your actions." Nan Shu taught him.

Lu Zhengguo put his hand behind his back and nodded with a smile, it should be so.

"OK then."

Mom's words are the most important thing, just apologize if you apologize.

Nan Jue walked up to Heidi with short legs, and looked at Josie in Heidi's arms with dark eyes.

Heidi was silent, looked at Nan Jue's small face, and said, "There's no need to apologize."

Save some face for you, and save some face for the two children.

"No." Nan Jue categorically vetoed, Ruan Meng Baozi's face was serious: "Mom said that people should be responsible for their actions."

After finishing speaking, Nan Jue stared straight at Josie, blinked, took out a small black handkerchief from the star pavilion, picked up the corner of the handkerchief with soft fingers, and slowly moved the handkerchief Wipe gently on your Josie's tear-stained face, "Don't cry, a man shouldn't cry because of such a trivial matter. You see, your brother didn't cry."

Nan Shu who was waiting for Nan Jue: "..."

Although this gesture is very warm, it is a comfort, not an apology, son.

The rest also choked.

Shouldn't you cry because of such a small thing?Did you see that your brother is not crying?
Where did this inexplicable teaching tone come from?

Also, Brother Ren didn't cry, but Brother Ren was already trembling with fright.

Just as she was complaining, she heard Nan Jue continue to say: "Don't be afraid, come down and let's play together, I will continue to tell you stories, this time I won't tell ghost stories."

Josie took the handkerchief from Nan Jue's hand, twitched her little nose, her eyes were still red, and said to Nan Jue, talking intermittently: "Then what...hiccup...story?"

"Fairy story."

"Would it... hiccup... scary?"

"No, I'll tell you the story of Nuwa mending the sky."

"Yeah." Josie smiled through tears, "Xiao Nanjue, you are so kind."

Nan Shu covered her face.

Didn't they mean to apologize, but after a few words, they changed their words to "Nan Jue, how kind of you are you?"

"I want to hear it too." Jem came up.

Nan Jue's story is very novel, he has never heard of it before.

"Okay, then the three of us will be together." Nan Jue raised his chin.

"I want it too!" Duan Hao rushed over fiercely.

Qin Qingbai smiled, "Okay, go back to the hall first, and then talk about it after meeting the hall."

"Let's go."

A group of people turned back and returned to the hall.

The tear stains on Josie's face have been washed away, and she has returned to her white and tender appearance. Several little dolls are sitting on the sofa in the corner of the hall, listening to Nan Jue's stories attentively.

"A long time ago, there were four towering pillars called Optimus Prime..."

Xiao Naiyin's words are simple and direct, and the untouched romantic and fantasy colors from ancient times have a deep appeal to these children.

Just like when Nan Jue first came into contact with fairy tales.

So that in the end, children continued to join in, huddled on the sofa with Nan Jue and the others, listening to Nan Jue's story carefully, and exclaiming from time to time.

"Wow, do people really have such big steps?"

"There used to be ten suns in the sky!"

"The giants are really powerful."

There was one soft call after another, which was especially obvious in the main hall full of chatter and laughter.

It made the parents of all the guests feel helpless.

It was a good banquet for the upper class, and the blunt painting style changed suddenly.

And in that small corner, Nan Jue, as the main producer of the story, was unanimously and enthusiastically sought after by the children.

Children in their teens and children down to four or five years old were successfully captured by Nan Jue and became Nan Jue's fans.

(End of this chapter)