Reborn 1990 Xueba Xiaotuantuan

Chapter 3 Study secretly and encounter difficulties when going out
On weekends, Ms. Lu usually catches up on sleep in the morning and wakes up near noon.

But when it comes to getting up, I will still lie on the bed for a while.

Ms. Lu, who was lying on the bed, was teasing the energetic Nanxisao kid, pinching her little hands for a while, stroking the hair on the top of her head for a while, and helping her straighten the small bib on her chest.

"Wife, don't stay in bed. After washing up, drink some soy milk to warm your stomach." Mr. Nan looked at his wife playing rogue with a doting face.

"Got it, nagging little old man." Ms. Lu rolled a few times on the bed before climbing down from the end of the bed to put on her slippers.

She casually picked up a large men's silk shirt from the closet, her long hair was tied loosely behind her head, and she walked on the floor with her slippers, making a rattling sound.

Nan Xiyou poked her head hard, looking at her mother who was going to the bathroom to wash.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Ms. Lu has always been in such a good figure. I really want to touch my mother's slender waist. It must feel good."

"No wonder Mr. Nan is still very affectionate with Ms. Lu when he gets old."

After washing up, Ms. Lu was a little fresh and refined. She gently led Nanxi Rou to sit on a chair in the dining room and had breakfast.

Nan Xiyou was sitting facing the balcony, and she could see the flowers and plants that Ms. Lu took good care of, especially the blue platycodon flowers.

Those two or three pots of blue platycodon flowers looked like blue flames burning from the angle of Nanxishao.

It is too hot in summer, Mr. Nan left a little gap in the window, the wind blows in, bringing the smell of earth on the balcony mixed with the fragrance of flowers, which makes people feel refreshed.

"Honey, it's Sunday tomorrow. I'll go to the yard tomorrow and ask if there are any experienced cooks."

Mr. Nan thoughtfully wiped the soy milk left at the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief for his wife.

Ms. Lu smiled: "Okay, there is still a whole day left, and Comrade Nan is running errands."

Mr. Nan is of course willing to run errands, one is his gentle wife, and the other is a little dumpling waiting to be fed.

The matter of finding an aunt must be taken seriously.

After breakfast, Mr. Nan went to wash the dishes as usual. After all, there were only two days of work on the weekend as a dishwasher, not much at all.

At this time, Ms. Lu went to the study room, picked out several books and put them on the small coffee table next to the sofa.

Nan Xiluo became excited for a moment, this is a good opportunity to learn secretly.He slapped the table excitedly and started talking: reading, reading.

Ms. Lu looked at it with some surprise: Tuanzi!You don't want to read a book, do you?

Nan Xiyou immediately responded with a nod, after all, a three-year-old child can't say too much.

Ms. Lu acted like a child with strong curiosity, so she gave her a copy of "History of Chinese Literature", and told her to turn the pages slowly and not to tear the book.

Of course Nan Xirou knew this, because Ms. Lu had always cherished books very much, and every book was neatly wrapped in kraft paper without any wrinkles.

After she got the book, she pretended to flip through it casually, not revealing that she really wanted to read the book.

After about 5 minutes, Nan Xishao began to seriously study the catalog of the history of Chinese literature.

As the saying goes: the essence of a book is all in the table of contents, which briefly describes the key points of a book.

Section [-]: Literary Standard Theory, Historical Thinking and Cultural Perspective
Literary History and Literary History Literary Standard Historical Thinking Cultural Studies Visual Literary History Works Contemporary Literary History Historiography

Section [-]: The Evolution of Chinese Literature

The external and internal factors of literary evolution The unbalanced development of literature The permeation and blending of various texts Ancient and Ge Xinwen and Taoism
Section Three: The Periodization of Chinese Literature History
Nine Aspects of the Development and Changes of the Three Ancients and Seven Duan Literatures, Double Perspectives in the Ancient and Middle Ancient Periods

"My God, it turns out that there are still myths in the history of literature, which is called mythology in history."

Nan Xishao, who was originally an art student in the 21st century, did not know that the history of literature covers everything.Inadvertently sighed.

"Huh? Why is Tuanzi so fascinated by seeing it? It seems that growing up is a study material, and he will definitely be admitted to Huada."

After tidying up the kitchen, Mr. Nan quietly approached Nan Xirou to observe for a while.

Then he went around behind her body and lightly poked Ms. Lu's back, implying how fascinated she was by watching Tuanzi reading.

At this time, a light breeze blew by, and a little bit of sunlight shone on Nanxi Mo's rosy little face, which looked like a sweet little peach. Coupled with her serious expression, she looked like a little adult.

Ms. Lu nodded to Mr. Nan to show that she knew, and shook her head again to mean not to disturb Xiaotuanzi. The time when the whole family will be quiet and not crying is the most worry-free time for the whole family.

In case of quarreling with Tuanzi, she would cry and make noise if she didn't like it, so she couldn't continue preparing lessons.

Mr. Nan also nodded, made a motion to pour water, and quietly went to the kitchen.

Nan Xirou, who had been reading for a long time, finally realized that her little eyes were a little sore, so she raised her hand to rub them.

"Oh~ what a pity, this little arm and calf, you still have to learn step by step, you can't act too hastily."

When I closed the book, I didn't hold it steady, and it fell to the ground with a click.Because of reading for a long time, the little body is surprisingly stiff.

Then he looked up at Ms. Lu with aggrieved eyes, and reached out to hug her.

Ms. Lu had just finished writing a lesson preparation at this time, and she happened to meet her poor little eyes.

Involuntarily, he went forward to hug her and comfort her, thinking that she was frightened by the sound of the book falling on the floor.

Nan Xiyou, who was staying in Ms. Lu's arms, took the opportunity to move her stiff body, and twisted her little neck to soothe her body.He pointed to the window again.

Mr. Nan saw that she wanted to go to the window to see the scenery, so he took Nan Xishao from Ms. Lu's arms and walked towards the window.Of course, it was also because he was worried that his wife would be blown by the wind.

Nan Xiyou felt that standing at the window and looking at the scenery was not enjoyable, so she dragged Nan's father to the door and signaled that she wanted to go out to play.

Knowing her intentions, Mr. Nan asked Ms. Lu to wear a coat, and the family of three went out for a walk together.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the Nan family is really too used to that daughter, she needs to be hugged wherever she goes, she's so cute."

"It's just a daughter, it's just a loss of money, there is no need for such precious money."

"Yes, I heard that you have to go to the hospital for many days if you have a fever, and you spend a lot of money. Our daughter will be fine if you take some medicine. Why spend so much money?"

"Besides, I'm already three years old. If I don't let the little girl go out by herself, it's no wonder that she doesn't get sick easily. In my opinion, it's a disaster."

Nan Xiyou heard the group of gossiping women downstairs who liked to gossip about other people's affairs, chattering about themselves and their family.

But the parents pretended not to hear, she couldn't bear it anymore, and patted Mr. Nan to stop him.

(End of this chapter)