Chapter 1669

Jiang Xiaomi launched the test paper on the way to send his little son and daughter back to kindergarten.

In the next ten minutes, Jiang Xiaomi finally realized what the teacher's eyes meant when he left.

Fill in the blanks with a related word. I___ Loss of life____ Betray a friend.

There is more than one correct answer. You can answer 'I'd rather lose my life than betray my friends', or' even if I lose my life, I won't betray my friends'.

And Lou shiting's answer is actually - I would rather lose my life than betray my friend.

Holding the test paper, Jiang Xiaomi turned and looked at Lou shiting in the back seat: "is it so important to betray friends? Ah? Lou shiting? Why are you so obsessed with betraying friends? You can't even die?"

Lou shiting quietly defended himself: "Mommy, I only know a few words ~ ~"

"If you don't read, you won't be empty? Your meaning has changed. No wonder the teacher looked at me with that look. At first, I thought people looked at me differently."

According to Lou shiting's answer level, we can only add double quotation marks.

Jiang Xiaomi endured the surging blood and continued to watch.

Then I choked on another question, which was a continuation of reading pictures.

The article gives a hint - Lin Xiangru sees Lian Po carrying a bundle of thorns and quickly brings a dress to Lian Po. They urgently hold hands and sit down to have a close conversation.

Then I asked what Lian Po and Lin Xiangru talked about. I imagined and wrote a few words about their dialogue.

Lou shiting wrote with a stroke of his magic pen.

Lian po said, "can you cook?"

Lin Xiangru said, "of course!"

Lian po said, "then take the firewood I carried and burn it. Let's bake a sweet potato."

Lin Xiangru said, "OK."

Jiang Xiaomi calmly looked at the English words on the scroll. She first smiled twice: "hehe, son, just now you said you don't know much. But how do I think your English is very slippery? Where is Lin Xiangru? What do you think?"

Lou shiting shrugged and pulled his head: "I can't write 'of course', so I have to use English instead."

"Of course what the hell? Of course you what?"

Lou shiting was very disappointed: "the teacher said to play imagination, I played it."

"But your imagination is too rich. Even people's nationality has been changed? Also, Lianpo carried a bunch of thorns to find Lin Xiangru. He did something wrong and apologized to others. Did you write it as roasted sweet potato? Is Lin Xiangru so greedy?"

"Mommy, i... I will study hard in the future. Don't be angry, OK?" Lou shiting apologized pitifully.

Jiang Xiaomi pursed his lips: "today I blame myself for sending you to the wrong place."

What's wrong with Lou shiting? As a kindergarten child, it is not easy for him to write these words.

She turned around and touched her son's wronged face: "it's Mommy's fault. It has nothing to do with you."

"Mommy, don't be angry. Look, I drew a picture."

The little daughter's soft Nuo Nuo voice comforted Jiang Xiaomi's cool heart. She turned her head and smiled at Jiang Xinghe: "what are they painted? Show Mommy."

Jiang Xinghe drew a portrait of a person and painted it with crayons. Jiang Xiaomi looked at the painting in his hand and couldn't help praising it: "Wow, this alien is really like you. Your eyes are big and your helmet is very fashionable."

Jiang Xinghe's small face was filled with panic: "Mommy, I'm not painting aliens."

Jiang Xiaomi was embarrassed: "ah?"

Lou shiting gloated nearby and said, "Mommy, the little sister painted you."

In order not to hurt her daughter's self-confidence, Jiang Xiaomi can only ask her conscience: "am I... Am I so good-looking?"

Du lie's eyebrow muscles twitched slightly

After delivering the two small ones, Jiang Xiaomi followed suit and sent the big ones again. After more than an hour's struggle, he finally made up for his stupid mistake.

"Young grandma, where are you going next?" Du lie glanced at her.

Jiang Xiaomi leaned back in his chair and said weakly, "go to the company first."

……

Wei's old house

After returning from manluo, old man Wei had just rested for two days and began to be busy again.

For girls, 18 is an important day. Master Wei is going to give the little girl the surname "Wei" on this day. From then on, she is no longer a child without a name. Her surname is Wei. She is their Wei family.

"Uncle, here are some good hotels I have chosen. Have a look." Fu Qingqing respectfully handed over the information he had sorted out.

Wei shaoyongping has a lot of current affairs. Fu Qingqing naturally does these trivial things. To tell the truth, Fu Qingqing feels quite happy, which shows that she is not good for nothing in Wei Shaoyong's heart.

Old man Wei looked at the picture in his hand and didn't say good or bad.

Fu Qingqing smiled: "it seems that uncle has his own plan?"

Master Wei didn't open his mouth, but the military division housekeeper saw what the master meant.

"The old man likes to be lively. He's bound to eat in a restaurant."

Old man Wei glanced at the housekeeper around him: "you still know me, ha ha."

Fu Qingqing was stunned: "uncle's meaning..."

Mr. Wei thought for a moment, "what's the trouble? Each family has its own characteristics, so invite the cooks to do it at home. Each dish has its own characteristics, what do you think?"

Fu Qingqing smiled with a farfetched smile: "is there a big enough position at home?"

Master Wei pointed to the place outside the eaves: "let someone clean up the yard and make room, housekeeper, how many tables can you put?"

The military division housekeeper looked up and said, "well... About fifteen. Sir, isn't it a little less?"

Old man Wei stared at him: "isn't it nonsense? Fifteen are not enough. At least ten more must be added."

The housekeeper was puzzled: "the yard is so big. Where is the table stuffed?"

Old man Wei got up from his chair and Fu Qingqing quickly stood aside. Old man Wei went to the middle of the yard and looked here and there.

"Housekeeper, come here."

The military division housekeeper hurried down the steps and looked in the direction of the old man's finger: "what's the matter, sir?"

Old man Wei pointed to the huge rockery: "move that away."

"Moving seems not enough."

Old man Wei took a few steps and turned his mind to the room: "then... Then tear down the room?"

It's a big deal. Just build it again after the banquet is finished. Anyway, it's lively. How many eighteen years old can a person be in this life?

"Hey, this is good. Which one?"

"Just tear down... Tear down the guest rooms. Two guest rooms and a rockery should be enough for ten."

Fu Qingqing silently looked at the excited old man in the yard, and the brochure in her hand was pinched tighter and tighter by her.

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