Chapter 125：

Han Cheng's calligraphy was taught by his grandfather during his lifetime.

Writing brush calligraphy is also one of Su Xiaoxiao's business hobbies in her previous life. In her last life, she had nothing to do with copybooks. After that, she developed her own unique style, which is generally feminine and feminine. Boys are still taught by Hancheng. When you're older, learn from her.

The little rice ball did what he said, and when Han Cheng came back from get off work at night, he asked Han Cheng to write him a copybook as soon as possible.

Han Cheng has always felt that words are the second face of a person, and those who write well will make a very good first impression. It is rare that his son is willing to learn, and he is happy to see it.

"Help mom cook first, let's start learning after dinner," Han Cheng said.

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head and said, "No need to help. I'll eat sauerkraut vermicelli dumplings tonight. You can eat them as soon as the water is open. The children go to take a bath first. Let's feed the small meat buns and small dumplings first."

Xiaodoubao can now take a bath by himself, take care of himself, and help take care of his younger brothers and sisters. Su Xiaoxiao saves a lot of worry.

Today's dinner for Dragon and Phoenix is ​​carrot and yam porridge. Su Xiaoxiao chops carrots and yam into the porridge and boils it into a paste. When there is bone or meat, he will add a piece of it, so that the paste is fragrant and glutinous. The fetus especially likes to eat.

Especially the small meat buns, you can eat a big bowl, and the small dumplings can only eat half a bowl.

Su Xiaoxiao will cook a little more, and she also likes to eat small rice **** and small bean buns, so they should be supplemented with a small meal.

Xiaoroubao has been biting on the spoon lately, and his saliva is still a little too much. After Han Cheng feeds him a bowl of gooey, Xiaoroudun grabs the spoon and bites it in his mouth. What he usually likes to eat stuff in the mouth.

Han Cheng brought the spoon of Xiaoroubao, and wanted to open his mouth to see, but the little guy didn't cooperate when he moved around: "Don't move, Dad, let's see if he has teeth."

Han Cheng really saw that the gums of Xiaoroubao were white in two places. He washed his hands and came over to touch it gently. It bulged a little, as if something broke out of the ground and was accidentally bitten by the little guy. One bite, not to mention it hurts, Han Cheng pinched his little fleshy cheek: "No wonder everything is put into his mouth to bite, it turns out to be teeth."

Some children have a fever when they grow teeth. Xiaoroubao has always been in good health. He can eat, sleep and make troubles. He thought he didn't grow teeth so fast, but he didn't expect him to grow.

Su Xiaoxiao walked over to take a look: "Little meat bun~~~ Let mom take a look."

Every time his mother asked Xiaoroubao to open his mouth, "ah", there was something to eat. He thought that his mother was going to feed him something good. Looking at his mouth, he didn't feed him anything, and he was so angry that he slapped the fence and yelled "uh uh uh".

Su Xiaoxiao asked Han Cheng: "Han Cheng, do you think I can make some hard rice cakes or pumpkin cakes to grind my teeth for Xiaoroubao?"

Han Cheng was checking whether his precious daughter had teeth, but found that they had not grown: "I think he will eat them up no matter how much they make. I will find a way to find someone to give them two teeth grinding sticks. I made one when I was a child, but I just don't know how to throw it away. where have you been?"

It is a molar stick with a thick finger made from an old pepper tree. It needs a professional woodworker to polish it smoothly with a tool, and it cannot be done by yourself.

Su smiled and said, "Then I'll bake him some pumpkin pie tomorrow. It doesn't matter if he eats it. It's okay to eat less at dinner."

Han Cheng nodded: "It's also possible, my daughter is expected to grow teeth later."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the fluffy girl, her heart melted: "It's alright, brother is impatient, the little girl will be slower if she is slower, how can she grow before the age of one."

Han Cheng rubbed his wife's beginnings, and looked at the mother and daughter who were very similar in appearance and temperament. He really felt that God treated him well. It was difficult to describe the satisfaction of seeking benevolence. In short, this life was complete.

In the evening, Su Xiaoxiao did what she said. After dinner, Han Cheng took the cubs to practice calligraphy, and Xiaodoubao also practiced together. Su Xiaoxiao made molar biscuits for Xiaoroubao.

The pumpkin slices are steamed, add an appropriate amount of flour and knead into finger-thick strips, put them in a crock pot and bake them dry.

Su Xiaoxiao also cut a few sweet potatoes into strips and baked them. These are all natural molar sticks. Su Xiaoxiao tried to make as many as possible, and the cubs can also eat them as snacks.

The scones and roasted dried sweet potatoes were just out of the oven, and the cubs, who had been practicing for a while, gathered around.

The rice ball said, "Mom is delicious, what did you do?"

Su Xiaoxiao said, "The molar stick for my brother and sister. The little meat bun will soon have teeth and itchy gums, so you have to put it in your mouth and bite everything you catch. You have to be careful not to be bitten by him."

When a few cubs heard that they were made for their younger siblings, no matter how greedy they were, they didn't even ask for it.

Su Xiaoxiao watched them greedily and swallowed, but she didn't say that she wanted to eat. The children in the family are really better than the other, but I don't know if Xiaoroubao is so good when he grows up.

"This year, the small vegetable garden has grown a lot of pumpkins, and I have roasted a lot of them. This method is very simple. You can try it. If you like to eat it, I will roast a little more and let you bring some to school as snacks to support your stomach. These are not even salt and sugar. Plus, it's not as delicious as the dried plum and biscuits."

There are still bad things these days. Pumpkin itself has its own sweetness. Even if it is baked without anything, it is fragrant, crispy and a little sweet, which is very delicious.

There are a lot of dried sweet potatoes at home, and the cubs sometimes grab a handful and take them to school to eat, but the roasted dried sweet potatoes are more delicious, more fragrant and sweeter than the dried ones. Xiaodoubao prefers dried sweet potatoes.

The little rice ball said, "Can I make more of this little cookie, Mom? We can take it back to school to eat."

Since there are twins in the family, the little rice ball has become more and more like a big brother. In the past, he would act cute and let Su Xiaoxiao change into flowers and make him delicious food. Now, knowing that his mother is busy, he rarely asks for anything. This is a little small. Asking Su Xiaoxiao will naturally satisfy him.

Su Xiaoxiao rubbed the sensible child's head: "Yes, this is easy to do."

Xiaodoubao also squinted his eyes and said, "Mama, then I want to eat roasted dried sweet potatoes~~~"

Xiaozhuzi said: "I can do it, I'm not picky eaters."

Su smiled and said, "Okay, okay, next time you can bake some sweet potato biscuits or potato biscuits. In short, we can bake whatever coarse grains we have at home."

The cubs had eaten small snacks, and even grabbed a handful for their father to eat. Han Cheng was reading a professional book while eating the "tooth molar stick" his wife made for his son and daughter.

The rice ball and bean bag practiced for a while before washing and brushing their teeth and went back to the room to sleep.

Back to the small pillar in the yard next door is still lighting the night.

Yali knocked on her son's door. This is what Su Xiaoxiao taught her. You must give children the greatest respect and space, so that they are willing to talk and share everything with adults.

Xiaozhuzi said without raising his head, "Please come in."

Yali walked over to her son: "Son, you haven't slept so late yet?"

Xiaozhuzi still did not lift his head, shook it gently and said, "Mom, I will sleep after I practice this version."

Yali went down and looked at her son's handwriting. To be honest, the column's hard writing was very good. An eight-year-old boy's handwriting was better than that of many adults, and the layout was always clean and tidy. Yali Every time I see my son's homework, I feel very comfortable and proud.

In terms of calligraphy, it's actually pretty good, even though I'm still young, immaturity is inevitable.

"It's very late, why don't you practice again tomorrow?" Zhuzi told her about Su Xiaoxiao's idea of ​​a new leader, and Yali was also very supportive, but seeing her son working so hard, the old mother's heart was both relieved and distressed.

Zhuzi finally stopped and asked Yali, "Mom, do you honestly think my handwriting looks good?"

Yali nodded: "At your age, my mother thinks it is very good."

Zhuzi said: "Mom, in fact, I have been practicing calligraphy all the time. Since Aunt Su taught me to write the first character, I thought that I would like to write as good-looking as Aunt Su in the future, and the rice ball also thinks so. , so we used to practice calligraphy whenever we were free.

Onigiri is one year younger than me. I had already been in class for half a semester when he held a pen for the first time, but after a short period of serious practice, Onigiri has already written much better than me. After that, he rarely practiced. But the writing is very good. Just now, Uncle Han only taught us calligraphy once, and the rice **** can quickly understand it. Except for the strength and style of the next writing, the characters are not as good as Uncle Han, but they are really well written.

Mom, Onigiri is the smartest person I have ever met. He can remember it after reading it once. I may have to read it three or five times. If I want to be as good as Onigiri, I have to work several times or even ten times harder than him to keep up with him. Going to him, so I have to work harder mom, you have no idea how happy I was when I skipped grades with rice **** through my own efforts, and how proud Aunt Su was for me. "

Yali's heart was sour and soft. She knew that she and Zhang Hongtu missed the growth stage when their children needed them the most. Fortunately, he met Su Xiaoxiao's family. She always knew that Su Xiaoxiao taught their children very well. But every time she listens to the pillars, Yali has a feeling that the child is better than she imagined.

No matter which aspect, the child really doesn't need her and Zhang Hongtu to worry at all. Even the old man said that his ancestors burned Gaoxiang to get such a good grandson, thanks to the Hancheng family.

Zhuzi was willing to share this with her. In fact, she was really happy. If it wasn't for Su Xiaoxiao's point, she and the child might have to work together for a long time, instead of being so frank now.

Yali hugged her son and kissed his forehead: "Mom knows, you are the best in mother's eyes, you don't have to compare everything with rice balls, you still have to combine work and rest, do your best, and don't break your eyes. and body."

Zhuzi shook his head and said, "Mom and I are not competing with rice balls. We are making progress together. You can rest assured. I will watch the time. After practicing for a while, I will sleep. You and Dad don't have to worry about it, go to sleep first."

After Xiao Zhuzi finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued to practice calligraphy.

Yali rubbed the child's head, she really didn't know how to thank Su Xiaoxiao's family.

Su Xiaoxiao also repeatedly emphasized that Zhu Zi was so good-natured, and that Zhu Zi's grandma taught him very well. She didn't worry about Zhu Zi much, but it was not difficult to hear how much Su Xiaoxiao's influence on him was from the words in Zhu Zi's words.

She should be grateful to the old man who raised the pillar, as well as the Su Xiaoxiao family.