Crossing the Book: The Vicious Female Supporting Woman Was Whitewashed by Fighting with the System

Qi Shu sighed inwardly, smoothed the wrinkles on his blue robe, and said to the little flower, "Daddy will play with you."

He took Xiaohua into the house, washed her face and tied her hair, and taught her how to read.

Zhao Ling would be amazed if he saw his extreme gentleness and patience during this period.

…

At this moment, Zhao Ling and Zhao Xiaohe had climbed up the mountain.

The two of them did not go to the usually crowded places, but went deep into the forest on the north side of the mountain.

After arriving at the field, one person picked honey locusts and the other picked cypress leaves. The division of labor was very clear.

As time passed and the sun rose higher in the sky, some women's voices could be heard not far away.

One backpack was full, and the two of them went around to a quiet place nearby and filled the remaining basket.

There were a lot of things on the mountain, so the two wanted to make a quick buck, so they went around the mountainside, dumped the things at home, and went up the mountain again.

Before leaving, Zhao Ling went to Liu Wenhui's room to see the flowers, but saw that the child was not there. Instead, there was the sound of reading loudly in Qi Shu's room.

Zhao Ling walked over curiously and saw that in a dark room, one large and one small were sitting at a dilapidated wooden table, reading a three-character scripture.

Qi Shu's voice was exceptionally gentle and elegant, and those ordinary words spit out from his mouth were like jade hitting a clear spring, or spring willows pulling out their branches, carrying the warm flavor of the breeze blowing on their faces.

Zhao Ling had always heard people say in the past that most of the temperamental men in ancient times were gentle, gentle, dignified and elegant, but he had never seen such a man.

Until I saw Qi Shu at this moment, it seemed that those words that I had been struggling with in ancient poems could finally be identified one by one.

Seemingly noticing someone at the door, Qi Shu looked up.

After meeting Zhao Ling's eyes, the gentleness and patience in his eyes instantly disappeared. The ends of his eyes were slightly raised due to displeasure, and there seemed to be a ball of ink in those clear and unparalleled eyes, which were dark and gloomy.

Zhao Ling came back to his senses in an instant, but curled his lips and said: "It's too dark in the room. If you want to teach Huahua to read, go outside, the light is better."

After saying that, she looked at Qi Shu who was sitting upright and asked, "Are you healed?"

She didn't pay attention to Qi Shu these days, and she didn't know how he drank medicine and recovered. Anyway, he looked far different from the way he was about to die from illness before.

Probably because of his determination, he gradually got over it.

But when Qi Shu heard the question, he just looked at her but didn't answer.

Zhao Ling was also used to this man's two faces, and said with a calm expression: "Xiaohe went to cook porridge. You can take Xiaohua to eat later. I'll leave first."

Xiaohua immediately came back to her senses, rushed towards Zhao Ling, and asked eagerly: "Mom, where are you going?"

"Mom, go to the mountain and be back soon." Seeing the cute bunny ears braids on both sides of her head, Zhao Ling was surprised and said, "Who braided it for you? It's so beautiful?"

She has never raised children, and as for braids, she only knows cow tail braids and upturned braids.

Things like bunny ears, crowns, and the like were all mentioned by female colleagues in the company. They said that today’s kindergarten teachers are really amazing. Not only are they top-notch in taking care of children, even braiding children’s hair is like participating in a competition every day.

Mothers like them are just like those with disabled hands, they are disliked by their babies every day.

Zhao Ling was curious at the time and even went over to take a look. In the end, he only remembered the shape but not the core.

If she had time these days, she would do experiments with her little hair. If she didn't have time, she would just make a braid and send the child away.

Unexpectedly, the braid that I had been thinking about for several days would actually appear in front of me.

Zhao Ling was really surprised.

But Xiaohua was still showing off, and said in a crisp tone: "Daddy made it up for Huahua."

"Qi Shu?" Zhao Ling was even more shocked.

She raised her eyes and looked at the man opposite, who looked like he was walking out of a painting, and felt suffocated.

[Awesome Qi Xiucai]

[I didn’t realize that Qi Xiucai is still such an ingenious man]

[To be honest, I also want to wear this braid]

[Hahaha, I want to too, but my age doesn’t allow it]

[I will examine myself three times in a day, should I call Zhao a bitch? Should I call Zhao a bitch? Should I call Zhao a bitch?]

[Qi Shu will really ruin his life by marrying such a woman]

[Alas, why bother? As mentioned above, knowing your mistakes can make a lot of improvements]

[Change your mother**** stupid****]

[The administrator didn’t ban him last time, so why did a mad dog come out again? 】

[Zhao Ningning’s die-hard fans are so die-hard!]

【Speechless...】

Qi Shu looked at Zhao Ling indifferently. The light in the room was dim, and his face was vague and unclear.

But Zhao Ling still felt a vague chill from it.

That kind of chill is like seaweed pulled out from the cold seabed, swaying and wet and sticky, a feeling that can't be shaken off but can't be found.

It makes one's spine tingle.

This little scholar was extremely hostile to her.

Remembering the murderous intent he saw in the opponent's eyes on the first day, Zhao Ling calmly took two steps back.

She thought that Qi Shu could survive, as he was an expert at raising children.

But if the other party threatens her life, then... it's best for the two of them to separate!

Zhao Ling went to the kitchen, had a bowl of porridge to cushion his stomach, and then left again with Zhao Xiaohe.

Neither of the two girls are pretentious. They went up and down the mountain several times before they had all the materials ready.

Once we get there, it’s almost all about home.

But when he was busy until the evening, Zhao Xiaohe said to Zhao Ling a little uneasily: "Sister-in-law, I have something to do and want to go out for a while."

Zhao Ling looked back at her and was about to agree when his task panel suddenly appeared.

On the panel, all the tasks appeared in front of him as red as if they were stained with blood, and a very eye-catching countdown screen reminded Zhao Ling to complete the tasks quickly.

The most recent side mission only has thirty-nine hours left to complete.

That’s a day and a half, including sleeping at night.

After all the calculations have been made, there is only one day left: tomorrow.

Zhao Ling's breath was suffocated and he couldn't speak for a while.

The task that I thought I had been putting off suddenly had a time limit.

This system seems to have seen through all her thoughts, it is too humane and too smart and vigilant.

Zhao Ling began to suspect that the person controlling him behind the scenes was not a bunch of broken data, but a shrewd and powerful person.

When Zhao Xiaohe saw that Zhao Ling was silent, he frowned slightly and looked worried: "Sister-in-law?"

Zhao Ling came back to his senses and said: "Go ahead, go ahead."

Zhao Xiaohe breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked away briskly. After leaving Qi's yard, he even started to jog.

Zhao Ling knew that she was looking for Ling Yehan, but she didn't know what happened to Ling Yehan.

But now, she didn't have the mind to think about the male and female protagonists. Instead, she raised her head and fixed her eyes on the side mission.

"Tie……"

Before he could say anything, his body received an electric shock first.

It didn't hurt, it was just a warning.

Zhao Ling was very sensible and didn't say anything anymore. He asked the system in his mind: "What's going on? Why is there a countdown to the mission?"