Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

Since the shock of Xander’s mother, and then mentioned kindergarten, Alice are silent, as if not heard.

The little one is only two years old, but her mind is already full grown.

She hates kindergarten now. She doesn’t say it, but it’s obvious to everyone.

Matthew Grant and Blanca Roach were thinking of keeping her out of kindergarten for a while.

For the next few days, Matthew Grant and Blanca Roach took a break from work and spent most of their time setting up the sunroom.

The top floor sunroom was redesigned and most of the planters were moved to other parts of the house.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Blanca Roach was concerned about Alice’s safety, and the hard corners of the room were covered with foam.

The only wall that is not glass is covered with musical instruments, and there is a cream grand piano in the center of the sunroom.

This would later be Alice’s room for most of the day.

“Stick it here.”

Blanca Roach and little Alice worked together to plant a few nightshade plum roots into pots, and Blanca Roach posted the day’s date and set the pot in the first row of the planter.

The first spot in the first row already has a young spiny cactus, which was planted yesterday.

Every day after that, Blanca Roach or Matthew Grant would accompany Alice to add a pot to the flower stand, and when Alice grew up, the room would be magnificent.

At that time, although the flowers and plants have withered and glorious, but all of them are a record of the love for their daughter.

Patting the soil on her hands, Blanca Roach asked Alice: “A child is coming to visit tomorrow.

“Yes!” Alice nodded her head quickly.

Although she didn’t like kindergarten anymore, she liked the children’s.

This is Matthew Grant and Blanca Roach’s way, although Alice doesn’t have to go at this stage, but can’t make her completely bored with kindergarten.

Starting tomorrow, they will invite some children of Alice’s age to The Grant family every few days. These children will be Alice’s classmates, so it is better for Alice to start school now.

“Okay, that’s enough gardening for today, let’s go wash our hands and find Daddy, shall we?”

“Mm-hmm.” Alice was particularly happy these two days, having her mom and dad around all day, accompanying her and playing games with her by planting flowers and feeding fish.

She soon came out of her previous depression and fear.

When Blanca Roach returned from the bathroom with Alice in her arms, her hands covered in mud, she heard the smooth and beautiful sound of the piano beating in the sunroom from the hallway.

Mother and daughter quietly stopped at the door.

It was close to evening when the dark clouds finally opened a gap and the sunlight fell on the sunroom without prejudice.

The interior seems to open a beam of extremely soft and warm light.

The light was draped on Matthew Grant’s body, and his cold and handsome temperament was now soft and deep.

Matthew Grant played a modest piece, the Canon Variations were low and lilting, soothing and calm and progressive.

Alice quietly came to her father’s side and poked her little hand on the keys as he had done, and a dissonant note jumped out from the main melody.

Alice retracted her hand in a flash, but Matthew Grant didn’t care, and moved his long fingers across several octaves to press the key his daughter had just tapped, starting a new tune with it.

After a burst of joyful notes pulsed across the piano, Alice, like she had seen something incredible, pressed again on the bass, and Matthew Grant moved back quickly.

Alice was addicted, pressing here and there for a while, father and daughter were having a great time.