The Age of Rebirth: The Stepmother of the Sick Beauty Just Wants to Salt Fish

Chapter 202 Warmth
Signaling the boy to sit back on the chair, Jiang Li asked with a soft smile.

"Story... story..."

Song Xuan thought about it seriously, and although his mouth was intermittent, he still fully expressed what he wanted to say.

"Mom, mom! Brother Xuanxuan wants to hear mom tell stories!"

Without waiting for Jiang Li to make a sound, Xiao Mingwei raised her baby voice cutely, to translate for her mother.

"I also know that brother Xuanxuan wants to hear my mother tell stories!"

Nai Tuan Zi Ming Han is not far behind.

"Little clever ghost, mom knows, mom will tell you a story."

Rubbing the twins' heads, Jiang Li's fox eyes were full of smiles. She sat on the armchair next to the three cubs and the boy, and said softly, "What is the name of the story I'm going to tell today? Let me think about it." think……"

Pretending to think, Jiang Li folded her arms with one hand and tapped her chin with the index finger of the other hand. Suddenly, her eyes lit up: "I thought of it!" Hearing her suddenly raised voice, Xuanxuan and Xiao Mingrui followed closely. .

"What I'm going to talk about now is "Little Tadpole Painting". The story is like this: There are many little tadpoles in the pond. They swim in the water and flick their tails. They are very beautiful!"

Nai Tuanzi Minghan asked at this time: "Mom, are the little tadpoles playing?"

"No!" Jiang Li shook her head, her voice was clear yet soft: "They are using their slender long tails as paintbrushes to do their homework seriously!"

Xiao Mingwei blinked her big black grape eyes, and sighed: "It turns out that tadpoles do their homework with their tails!"

Jiang Li smiled and nodded, she continued to tell the story: "The little tadpoles wrote and wrote, and wrote lines of small poems without format."

"Mom, mom, is the little poem you said just like the poem you taught Weiwei and her eldest brother and second brother to memorize, 'Moonlight in front of the bed, it is suspected to be frost on the ground. Look up at the moon and look down at your hometown.'" Is it the same poem? "

Jiang Li: "Weiwei is so smart! But the poems written by tadpoles have no format."

Nai Tuanzi Minghan glared at his younger sister: "Mom has already said that, the little tadpoles have written lines of poems without format, Weiwei, did you not listen carefully?"

"I'm listening carefully. But the poems written by the little tadpoles have no format. They are also poems. Mom, are you right?" Xiao Mingwei looked at her mother a little bit aggrieved.

"Yes." Jiang Li gave an affirmative answer, and then she said with a smile: "There are many forms of poetry, and when you go to elementary school, the teacher will teach you, such as: five-character quatrains, five-character verses, seven-character quatrains, Seven-character verses and so on. It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand it now, I’ll explain it to you later when I have time, okay?”

"it is good!"

Ruirui and Song Xuan responded in unison.

Jiang Li smiled softly, and continued to tell the story: "The little tadpoles are still drawing and drawing, drawing a pool of painting fans who can't figure out the answer."

"Weiwei knows what riddles are!" Xiao Mingwei said cutely: "It's bright and bright, bright and bright, a ball of fire hangs in the sky. The time you stay in winter is short, and the time you stay in summer is long. It's the sun!"

Nai Tuanzi Minghan hummed: "This is what mom said, and you're not the only one who knows!"

"But I didn't say I was the only one who knew?!"

Xiao Mingwei didn't understand why the second brother would choke with her from time to time, she seemed to be deliberately angry with her brother Minghan, and said softly: "Sometimes it's round and round, sometimes it's curved and curved, sometimes it comes out at night, Sometimes at night I can't see..."

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