[BL] Dressed as the Best and Loved Dad

Chapter 9

Seeing the change in the baby's expression, Xiao Naiwang almost smiled unkindly, pressing the corners of his lips and saying: "If you want to collect money, the baby must first learn to recognize money, so the baby must learn hard."

    "Yeah!" Baby Xiao clenched her small fist and nodded her head vigorously, "Baby is tired!"

    "If you want to learn about money, you must first learn numbers." Xiao Naiwang smiled and slowly guided, "Then the baby learns to count first, okay?"

    "good!"

    "The baby is so good, then we will learn one to five today." Xiao Naiwang took out his small notebook and took out a pen to write 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. Stretch out your finger and show it to the baby, "This is one."

    "One..." Xiao Baobao's little milk said softly and followed very seriously.

    "This is two."

    "two......"

.Xiao Naiwang taught the baby for a while, and was very surprised to find that Xiao Bao is really smart. This is so big that he can know one to five very skillfully. Even if it is disturbed, he can read it out a little bit well. He had taught his nephew before, but the kid had studied for several days, and he could still read 3 by pointing at 5, which made him very tired.

    Then Xiao Naiwang started teaching Baby Xiao to write numbers from one to five.

    One afternoon passed between the happy parent-child time and the scattered business. After four o'clock, Xiao Naiwang began to prepare seriously.

    Baby Xiao sat obediently on the small bench at the back, and continued to earnestly recite "one, two, three, four, five, five, four, three, two, one" in a soft milky voice... ..

.Ning Xu'an at the stall next to him was busy looking at this side, his face couldn't help but smile, and when he looked at Xiao Naiwang, who was too pretty even if he was busy, he couldn't help but get a little red on his face. .

    In the two hours between four and six, Xiao Naiwang sold more than one hundred more copies and sold out all the spikey potatoes.

    On the way home with the baby, Xiao Naiwang bought a pencil and two Honda fonts to teach the baby to write. The current economic conditions do not allow him to buy textbooks, otherwise he would like to buy some story books and literacy books.

    When I went back, Zhou Yiguo's family was not there for an unprecedented time, and Xiao Naiwang didn't think much.

.After washing and sitting on the bed, Xiao Naiwang took out the bookkeeping book and started to settle the accounts. The baby Xiao next to him also took out his own small book and opened his face and read "one, two, three, four, five" earnestly.

    I made a total of 194 servings today, excluding the one I ate, and the serving for Ning Xu’an, the owner of the noodle soup, and the owner of the steamed buns. The gross profit is 95 cents, but the net profit. ..... In fact, it's only a little more than four yuan.

    Xiao Naiwang sighed and planned to buy a hundred catties of potatoes tomorrow, and he had to make an appointment with the stall owner. The dishes would be delivered here every day, which would also save him a lot of time.

    The stall owner should agree, after all, he is a big customer.

.After doing the calculations, Xiao Naiwang was going to teach her baby to recite poems and count, but suddenly heard the living room quarreling, and a drunk man yelled: "Brother, Xiao Naiwang just sees your integrity and loves him, and treats him too much. Okay, so I want to ride on your head, this kind of bitch, you just smoke him! If you smoke him honestly, he won't dare to fart!"