Tech Dominator Starts with Raising Kids-Chapter 362: Candy: Chisel in Left Hand, Hammer in Right Hand
Candy brushed her teeth, washed her face, and went downstairs. She was a little disappointed not to see the fragrant duck on the breakfast table.
Why is there no fragrant duck?
"Milk or soy milk?"
Mo Jingchun walked out of the kitchen, biting on a fried dough stick.
He was holding a cup of hot milk and a cup of hot soy milk.
It’s the same every day. Yes, he, the great boss of Candy Technology, always drinks the leftovers in the morning.
With her chin resting on her hand, Candy pouted and said:
"Soy milk."
Pure milk doesn’t taste good at all. I really don’t know why Brother still likes to buy pure milk.
Maybe Brother likes to drink it. Yes, that’s definitely it.
Candy laughed as if she discovered a great secret.
Mo Jingchun, not understanding why, glanced at her and said:
"Eat your buns quickly; someone has to go to school soon."
Who this "someone" was, there was no doubt.
"Dear little students, today’s lesson is to draw a picture of a family member in your heart~"
"Now, please watch carefully and learn carefully, see how the teacher draws~"
In the bright classroom, the teacher was vividly teaching the lesson in front.
Below the podium, Candy sat with Xiang’Er, holding a colored pencil, looking blankly at the teacher drawing, and soon, a portrait emerged.
It seemed so simple, but where to start?
Drawing a circle, is that the head?
Probably... maybe... yes, it is.
Suddenly, Candy still felt that music was the simplest; drawing was too difficult.
Simple drawings were okay, but such a complex portrait, she didn’t know where to start.
"Kids, today’s lesson ends here; tomorrow the teacher will check your drawings oh~ Students who do well can get a little red flower."
"Alright, class dismissed."
"Goodbye, teacher."
"See you tomorrow, kids."
Candy, bewildered, watched as the teacher left directly.
Did the class finish so quickly?
But I’ve only drawn Brother’s two legs.
What am I supposed to do now?
Candy’s face was full of worry.
In the afternoon, Candy had nothing else to do but sit in the classroom, earnestly drawing.
Xiang’Er next to her could testify that Candy was definitely focused this time.
By the time it was almost time to go home, Candy’s brows furrowed into a character shape.
Feet, hands, body, all drawn, and it looked decent.
But no matter how she drew the head, it didn’t resemble Brother at all.
Draw and erase, erase and draw.
Still not working.
In the office, Mo Jingchun looked at his dispirited sister and asked in surprise:
"What’s wrong?"
How could he not be surprised? Previously, whenever the little one came to the office after school, she would either ride in on a balance bike or come in, puffing up, to "settle accounts" with him.
This low-spirited demeanor was the first time.
Candy put her backpack on the sofa, pouted, and said:
"Nothing."
It was from Zero that Mo Jingchun learned, apparently, there was something in this world the little one couldn’t do.
Mo Jingchun thought that many of Candy’s talents were as impressive as her music.
Even so, no matter how talented, one can’t be perfect.
Even with a system, it would be so, let alone the little one who doesn’t have a system.
Mo Jingchun secretly smiled; facing a setback is good.
But Mo Jingchun hadn’t smiled for long before he couldn’t anymore.
The next morning, Mo Jingchun was dumbfounded when he picked up his ID card.
In the corner, Candy stood against the wall, holding up her creation which took a whole day, with wide, innocent eyes full of defiance.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Jingchun gave an auntie-like smile; there was no way, it was his own sister after all.
"Guoguo, tell me honestly, whose idea was this?"
Mo Jingchun just couldn’t figure it out. Our drawing skills really aren’t up to snuff; it’s okay not to draw.
Why did you have to mess with my ID card?
"It was my idea."
For a moment, Mo Jingchun didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Say you’re smart, and you come up with bad ideas.
Say you’re not, but you knew it wasn’t good and directly used what was ready-made.
Cut the head off the ID card and paste it on the drawing; only a little one like you could come up with that.
What a disaster!
Holding the headless ID card, Mo Jingchun looked at his little sister standing in punishment and asked:
"How did you cut it?"
Candy blinked and put down the drawing in her hand, demonstrating with her small hands like a model.
"Left hand with a cutting tool, right hand with a hammer."
"Thump thump thump~"
Mo Jingchun laughed in frustration, "That simple?"
The little one undeniably nodded, blinking an eye.
"So last night, in the kids’ room, the banging was you doing this."
At this moment, Mo Jingchun regretted it, really.
Last night, he clearly heard the noise; why didn’t he go up to check?
He even naively thought the little one was just playing with toys.
Sighing, Mo Jingchun picked up the drawing.
"Take it. Next time, no more using Brother’s ID card."
"ID cards are very important, you know?"
Candy quickly nodded, "Yes, yes."
There was no need for Brother to say; when Brother had her stand against the wall, she realized the situation was serious.
She was already prepared for a scolding, but Brother held back.
Impressive!
This is what they call being adaptable and enduring what others cannot.
"Hurry up and eat breakfast; I’ll take you to kindergarten in a bit."
The reasoning was very clear, and the confession was very straightforward; Mo Jingchun didn’t feel like saying anything more extraneous.
After dropping the little one off at kindergarten, Mo Jingchun didn’t get out of the car.
Instead, he had Xiaofeixia drive to the police station.
These days, you can’t be without an ID card.
Even if he was the boss of Candy Technology.
At the police station, the female officer handling the ID business looked at the ID Mo Jingchun handed over, full of shock.
"Ahem, the little one did it when I wasn’t paying attention."
The little one; if not Candy, the female officer couldn’t think of any child bold enough to cut up the ID card of Candy Technology’s boss.
It could only be Candy; no one else could probably even get hold of Mo Jingchun’s ID card.
A few minutes later, with a new ID card in hand, Mo Jingchun walked out of the police station, smiling.
"Advanced technology sure makes things convenient."
Mo Jingchun didn’t expect that in just a few short years, you could now get your ID card on the spot.
It’s as simple and convenient as getting a new bank card.
This Mo Jingchun had to give a thumbs up.
Last time, Mo Jingchun remembered, getting an ID card took over a month before he received the new one.
On the other side, when Candy took out her drawing, the teacher inspecting the drawings was astonished.
Oh my gosh, would the boss hold her accountable~
All day, the teacher was in a state of anxiety.
Fortunately, nothing happened; the boss didn’t come to her, nor did the principal.
It seemed the boss was aware of the situation.
