"What is my dream? My dream is to be a strong adult, and then beat my father to vent his anger on his mother, but it seems that he can't do anything, he can't beat it!!"

After muttering a few words in my heart, the little fat man smiled and said, "My previous dream was to grow up quickly and earn a lot of money to protect my mother, not to bully her, and not let grandparents and the others say bad things about her again.

But now my mother has her own life and people to protect her, so my dream seems to be scrapped. The dream that others arranged for me was that my mother asked me to learn some specialties from you, hoping that I can make everything like you in the future, and even if I go crazy, I can start a family again and make a fortune.

My grandparents and grandparents asked me to study hard, and then learn what kind of management department in the future, and then when I grow up, I can join my dad's company, how are you doing? You know, I like to listen to my mother more than grandparents, so I came to you to learn how to draw comics or sing."

Hearing the fat man's words, Han Qingjun did not comment on his grandparents or something, but patted his shoulder and smiled at him, "Don't do anything because others want you to do, you have something you like.

If you like playing football, dad can ask you a coach to teach you. If you like basketball, dad can also ask you a coach to teach you. In short, as long as you like, you can be a father who supports you. Of course, the premise of this love is not illegal and does not harm others!!"

Hearing Han Qingjun's words, the fat man was stunned for a moment, then smiled a little embarrassedly, "I don't know what I like. When I see others playing basketball, I think how good it would be if I did that in the future. When I see others skate, I think how good it would be if I could..."

"Okay, you like whatever you like, what's cool about your feelings? Then are you watching the martial arts scenes on TV? And thinking how great it would be if you know martial arts??" Han Qingjun said to him with a funny look when he heard the fat man's words.

Seeing that Han Qingjun guessed what he was thinking so easily, the little fat man immediately grabbed his hair and said embarrassedly, "Dad, I actually want to learn to fight with you, but my mother doesn't let her. She said that if I dare to learn, she will break my legs, so I won't learn that, hahaha..."

"Your mother is right. You have a personality that looks too much like your father when he was young, so you are not suitable for martial arts. If you learn martial arts, you will definitely think about going out to fight with people if you are in martial arts conferences..."

After smiling and saying to the fat man that he was not suitable for learning martial arts, Han Qingjun took out a wood and a carving knife and handed it to him and said, "You are suitable for playing with elegant things, and carve the things inside for me according to the patterns drawn on it."

"Oh, okay!!" After putting down the pencil and talking to the drawing paper, the little fat man walked to the stone table with the piece of wood to sit down, and then he carved it carefully with a carving knife.

Just as Han Qingjun continued to draw and the little fat man was learning carving with wood, he took Xu Wenyao to see the peacock Johns and brought him to Han Qingjun; "Uncle, this is my deskmate Xu Wenyao, I invited her to visit our house!!"

"It's very good. We Johns made friends. There is juice and milk in the refrigerator. Let's take it to your deskmate. When others come to our house, they will be guests, so you have to be generous."

After smiling and asked Johns to entertain Xu Wenyao with water, Han Qingjun picked up the pencil and drawing paper that the little fat man put back and handed it to Xu Wenyao and said, "Come on, take it and follow the Pikachu painting you are holding. If the drawing is good, uncle will teach you how to draw!!"

"Okay, thank you uncle, haha..." After reaching out to take the pencil and drawing paper given by Han Qingjun, Xu Wenyao immediately walked to the table on the side with a smile to try drawing Pikachu.

"Uncle, grandma makes tea for you. Hey, Wenyao, what are you painting? You can draw. Silina and Nini are also very good at painting. I can't draw anymore. My father said that I draw in abstract art, and most people can't understand it." Johns, who came out of the kitchen, first handed him Han Qingjun's teapot, and then came to Xu Wenyao to chat with her.

Children don’t need to be single-minded when drawing, so when they heard Johns’ words, Xu Wenyao directly painted there and replied to him with a smile, “Uncle asked me to learn to draw. If I paint well, I will teach me how to draw. By the way, uncle, don’t you charge me money for teaching me to draw?”

"No money is charged, but uncle is very strict, so you have to draw it for me seriously!!" After picking up the teacup and taking a sip of water, and replying to Xu Wenyao a few words, Han Qingjun continued to draw his Pokémon there.

Because of Han Qingjun's actions, the village that should have been bustling became quiet. The fat man was seriously learning to carve, and he cut his hand and continued to get hurt. Xu Wenyao was painting Pikachu with Pikachu's doll, and Johns looked at it with relish.

Silina and the fat girl's female classmates watched cartoons and discussed what clothes to look good in the house. After Liu Tianmei asked Han Hanwen to go back to make lunch in the ditch, she went straight into the kitchen to prepare everyone's lunch today.

The lunch was very rich, and Xu Wenyao, who was specially treated to, had a great time eating. In addition, although she did not have the talent to draw comics, Han Qingjun still gave her some drawing tools to make her a little fun to play.

Xu Wenyao, who had a sumptuous lunch at Han Qingjun and his family and received a gift, played in the village until after three o'clock, and Han Hanwen drove Johns to take her home and went back to their doorstep.

Almost as Han Hanwen and the others sent Xu Wenyao home, the kindergarten teacher called Han Qingjun, and Nini and the others fought at school. A group of children in the small class were fighting around a large class, and they beat the children like little beggars.

Han Qingjun felt a little embarrassed and didn't want to go down, so he called Han Yusong at the foot of the mountain and asked him to go to the kindergarten to learn about the little guys' fight.

Then almost as he hung up the phone, Han Qingjun's cell phone rang again. Meng Xiaolong and Linlin called, saying that they were back and now they were about to take the bus at the airport. Remember to cook their meals at night, and their parents also came here...

Although he has never liked Meng Tianjiao and Li Zexian, the father-in-law and mother-in-law, Han Qingjun was a little excited when he heard the news of their coming. As for why he was excited, the reason was very simple. When Li Zexian came, he no longer had to take care of Meng Xiaoqiao day and night, and he finally had time to sleep.

[Do you want to see the story of Han Qingjun from this world traveling to the earth? Think about a black boss who becomes a cover king who is always controlled by others. Are you very excited? Leave a message if you want to see...]
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