The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

"The almighty master of the last days is raising buns in the interstellar ()"

Seeing the children's interest in learning, Si Lingling was in a very good mood.

She laughed heartily and praised: "My babies are so obedient, they are all good children who love to learn."

After the words fell, a kiss was rewarded on the children's rosy faces.

She didn't ignore Kayla and her brother.

Feeling the reward kiss from Si Lingling, the children laughed more happily and became more interested in learning.

"Mom, yes."

Jiujiu even urged, "Yes."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, go to your own seat and sit down first, mom will teach you right now."

Si Lingling comforted the children dotingly and told them to sit back in their seats. When she looked up, she saw Lai Chuanxing's figure flashing past.

She was slightly taken aback, and shouted to the outside: "Chuan Xing."

"elder sister."

Lai Chuanxing, who was caught peeking and eavesdropping, was slightly stiff, and quickly stepped back, looking at her anxiously, "Sister, what's the matter?"

"If you like, come in and study with Yoo and the others."

Facing the boy's nervous expression, Si Lingling pretended not to notice, pointing to a small stool by the door, "You can sit there."

The boy's eyes lit up suddenly, and he asked timidly, "I... can I?"

"That depends on you."

Si Lingling tilted her head slightly, "If you think you can't do it, sister can't do anything about it; if you make me think you can do it, then even if the Star God denies it, you will definitely do it."

boom!

She said these words calmly, but to the young man's ears, it was like enlightenment.

There was a bang in the body, as if something was suddenly opened by her words, and the boy froze in place.

Seeing this, Si Lingling didn't bother him, and turned her gaze away to interact with her children.

Studio:

"It's just singing, what's so good about it?"

"Upstairs, you don't want to see that no one is forcing you, so don't interfere with our appreciation of the anchor's mother's singing."

"I don't know what songs the anchor mother will teach the babies? Is it a song that is popular in StarCraft or something we have never heard?"

"Who knows? I hope it won't be a lullaby, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish listening to it if I get hypnotized."

"It's definitely not a lullaby."

The stars are shining brightly, "Since the mother of the host wants to teach the babies to sing, if she teaches lullabies, how will the babies learn?"

...

Si Lingling looked at the expectant child, and said with a smile, "Today, mom will teach you how to sing and draw a bird for you at the same time."

While speaking, she picked up the colored pens that she had specially prepared earlier, and began to draw on the paper in front of her.

At this time, Lai Chuanxing had woken up from his sluggishness, entered the small study lightly, and sat quietly on the small stool behind the door.

Si Lingling continued to paint and sing, "Little Swallow, wearing a floral dress, comes here every spring, I ask..."

With her beautiful singing voice, a vivid image of the revived spring comes to life on the paper.

She moves very fast with her hands, and each painting is a scene.

For example, the first picture is the early spring in the north, the weeds are sprouting, the trees are sprouting, and a small black spot is gradually approaching from the far south.

The second pair of weeds turned green, the tree buds sprouted, and the little black dots turned into small flying birds, with black and white plumage, like a forest elf, gliding from the sky.

The third pair...

The fourth pair...

One set lasted longer than the other set, and the last set was full of flowers, lush vegetation, melting ice and snow, and rushing river water. It was a spring scene full of blooming flowers.

And the distance between the black and white elf and the spring scene is getting closer and closer, and the black dot becomes an elf.

One became a group, and finally they either stayed on the branches, rested among the grass, or soared between the sky and the earth.