Qin Mo was stunned.

He had thought of Qin Ping's countless answers... Even after Teacher Wang said those words, he himself suspected that Qin Ping's intelligence had some problems.

Why do parents always doubt their children?

This may be a common problem for every parent.

When Qin Ping said these words, Qin Mo was left with shame and apology.

He squatted down.

Squatted beside Qin Ping.

So that each other can maintain an equal position.

"Ping Ping, I'm sorry."

Qin Mo apologized to him apologize.

Qin Ping was slightly stunned, "Why did Dad say sorry?"

"Dad also thought you were very bad and bad through other people's words."

Qin Mo touched his hair and said apologetically, "But Pingping is actually a very outstanding child!"

"Can you forgive dad?"

"It's the first time my dad is a dad, so I can't help but make mistakes."

Qin Ping widened his eyes.

He looked at his father carefully.

This father looks different from other parents.

He has met many parents of children. Once the teacher says that the child is not good, the parents will scold the child together, even indiscriminately.

Originally, Qin Ping was also preparing to accept his father's criticism today, and he knew that Teacher Wang would not say he was good.

Qin Ping touched Qin Mo's vicissitudes of the cheek.

Show a big heartwarming smile.

"Dad, it's okay!"

"It's the first time Pingping is a son, let's work together!"

Qin Mo couldn't help but smile and nodded, "Work hard together!"

As he said that, he looked at the beach castle built by Qin Ping, "Pingping, what do you want to do in the future!"

"I want to be an engineer!"

Qin Ping said without hesitation, "The kind who can build buildings and build various beautiful houses, my mother said, such people are called engineers."

"Why?"

"Dad, look, this world is so monotonous!"

Qin Ping pointed to the tall buildings in the distance, "They feel like they are all carved from the same mold."

"Mom told me that in the past, there were many beautiful buildings in the outside world."

"Even many buildings have their own stories and historical heritage."

"More than a house like this exactly the same one."

Qin Ping said seriously, "So, I want to be an engineer."

"If we can get out of this world in the future, I will build beautiful big houses for many people."

"All buildings should have their own independent colors."

Qin Mo looked at Qin Ping in shock.

It was hard for him to imagine that this was something a three-year-old could say.

It's incredible! "So, you can do those questions?"

Qin Mo asked in shock.

Qin Ping nodded, "It's so simple!"

Qin Mo smiled with relief, "Okay! Dad will support you whatever you want!"

"Just don't go into martial arts and don't practice immortality."

Qin Ping stared at his father with big cute eyes and puzzledly, "What is cultivating immortals?"

"nothing."

Qin Mo said, "Then let's talk about your sex with girls..." Qin Ping was stunned.

The small body was stiff and kept retreating.

He smiled hard, "Dad, are you talking about your dreams?"

On the streets of Xirang.

A father and son chased each other.

In this monotonous city, it seems particularly warm.

…Northern Africa.

The Sahara Desert.

The meaning of "Sahara" in Arabic is "Great Desert". This is the language of the Tuareg people in the last era, and the original meaning is "Great Desert".

All its transliterations focus on reflecting a "big".

It is worthy of this title. In the world, besides Antarctica, it is the largest desert.

Even the wasteland is not one tenth of it.

In addition to the last era, a famous writer Sanmao left her love story with Hexi here, all she could see here was coldness and bleakness.

Even in this era.

The era ruled by the two major alliances, the "Gods".

This place is still abandoned.

Desolate, dilapidated, uninhabited... All kinds of desolate words are the best interpretation of this place.

The two major alliances have never entered this barren land.

Especially in this era, there is no concept of scientific research, and there is no one here.

The vast desert is empty.

Only countless pieces of sand and dust remained.

But under the scorching sun, two people were moving slowly in the dust of the sky.

No one knows how these two people came about.

There is no way to know either.

The magnificent dust blew on the cheeks of the two old men. They were wearing thin clothes and walking slowly under the scorching sunny sky.

The two of them had their backs straight, and walking with such difficulty was just ordinary.

Sahara Desert Center.

The temperature here is as high as 30 degrees Celsius all year round. Even in the coldest season in the world, it is still in hot weather.

The two old men finally stopped.

The two looked up at the fireball in the sky, and then scanned the vast desert, flat and ups and downs, and there was no sight of an animal walking.

In this most central position, even geckos and cactus are difficult to survive.

The two of them took out a pack of tissues slowly.

They wiped the thick sand on their faces, as if they were very urgent, and they wanted to sort out their own decor at this critical moment.

After the two of them did all this.

I put the dirty ones in my pocket regularly and neatly.

No piece of garbage left behind.

finally.

The two of them bent down piously and respectfully for this world.

They may be worshiping the desert of the Sahara, or this blue sky, or the scorching sun... "I am watching the sky in the clouds and come to visit."

"My younger generation, Cang Jie, come to visit senior Liusha Jiannu."

The two kept bent over like this.

And this world seems to be silent.
To be continued...