In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

Chapter 22 Going to the Bookstore

After leaving the state-run restaurant, Song Hongguo was still thinking that Huo Minglou would be a scumbag if he threw it away after use.
"Can't I just do things neatly?" The system couldn't help complaining, "Scumbag? The host really dares to think that he has to be sticky with you?"

Being run out, Song Hongguo was not angry, and said speechlessly, "Then with his temperament, it's easy to end up alone forever."

If you don't know how to talk to lesbians, how can you talk about further development?
"Just looking at his face, there will always be moths to the flame. Not all lesbians are like you."

"What am I like?"

"Don't you know what you are?" The system snorted, "You are so awesome, just saying that they are my sons can kill all the men."

No matter how good Song Hongguo was, with his two sons, most men with better conditions would be discouraged.

Song Hongguo was noncommittal, she never wanted to marry, so what's wrong with beheading her own peach blossoms?
The system faintly reminded, "Beware of abusing your husband for a while, chasing your husband to the crematorium."

"..." Who did she abuse?Obviously she was the one who was thrown away after being used up.

At this time, Ling Zhi suddenly said, "You shouldn't have said that just now, you will scare away those gay men who have a crush on you."

Just being yelled at by the system, and now being nagged by the cheap son, Song Hongguo grinned and patted his forehead, "Worry too much and watch out for wrinkles."

"I just think..."

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think." Song Hongguo stopped him from persuading, turned his head and asked Ling Yuan in his arms, "Is there anything you want to play?"

Ling Yuan blinked, "Can we go play?"

"Why not? We're full now, and there's nothing else to do."

She took it for granted, but Ling Zhi started to worry again, why didn't he have nothing to do?Don't you want to discuss buying a house?

He winked at Ling Yuan, telling him not to make a fuss, but Ling Yuan pointed to a place and said with a smile, "I want to go there and have a look."

Lexus looked along and saw the word bookstore, and immediately swallowed those objections.

Usually there are no bookstores in towns, but this is where the aluminum factory is located, and the hardware facilities are better than those in the county town, so there are not only bookstores, but also a large scale.

When Song Hongguo opened the door and entered, there were seven or eight scattered people in the bookstore, all looking down at the books. Not only are books sold here, but they can also be read for free.

"Comrade, I'll find you what book you want to buy." The salesperson saw her coming in with the two children, stood up from behind the counter, and asked.

Song Hongguo put Ling Yuan down, scanned the counter at the front, and asked politely, "Are there any books suitable for their age?"

"It's true, do you see these?" The salesman pointed to the bottom of a counter and asked tentatively.

Those are comic books, which are indeed loved by children, but the price is not cheap, and adults are usually not willing to part with them. With that kind of money, why not buy something?
The salesperson also looked at Song Hongguo's exquisite attire, and perhaps didn't feel sorry for the little money to buy idle books, so he tried to ask a question, and Song Hongguo's performance did not disappoint him, to be precise, he was greatly surprised.

Song Hongguo not only bought it, but also asked the two children to choose it on their own initiative. There was no limit on the quantity, nor did they look at the price, nor did they dictate their choices. After the selection, they only asked, "Is that all? Do you want more?" Just pay the money happily.

After leaving the bookstore, the two brothers hugged the book in their arms tightly, with that dreamlike expression on their faces.

Song Hongguo was carrying the burden, and teased Ling Yuan, who was about to walk, "With books, don't you need your mother to hug you?"

Ling Yuan raised a beautiful smiling face, "I'm afraid that my mother will be tired, so you should also take a rest."

"Aren't you cold?"

Ling Yuan shook his head, then lowered his head to look at the book in his hand, his voice fluttered, "I still feel a little hot."

His blood was boiling, Ling Yuan couldn't describe the feeling, he just wanted to yell and jump vigorously.

Song Hongguo understood it very well, so she was very relieved that life would not be too bad for anyone who loves to read.

Back at the guest house, the two little ones couldn't wait to sit on the edge of the bed and look at it. They even washed their hands before reading. They turned the pages carefully, and the expressions on their faces were joy, excitement, and pilgrimage-like piety.

Song Hongguo didn't bother them, turned on the coal stove to boil water, and bought three new enamel jars from the system. The pictures on them were different, so they could be easily distinguished. After cleaning, he made himself a cup of tea after the water boiled. , Made a cup of malted milk for the two little guys who were addicted to reading.

The room was very quiet, with the occasional sound of flipping a book. Song Hongguo sat on another bed, arranging the things she bought, washing and cutting what needed to be done.

The afternoon passed without knowing it, and when she realized that the light was a little dark, Song Hongguo had almost sewed a coat.

"Okay, let's not look at it for now, and let your eyes rest." Song Hongguo put down the work in hand, turned on the light, and the room was brightened immediately.

The two little guys also came out of the interesting world in the book as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"Mom, this book is so beautiful!" Compared with Ling Zhi, Ling Yuan expressed his joy in a more open way. He rushed over and hugged Song Hongguo's leg, raised his face, his eyes were shining, "I really like reading books Yeah, thank you mom!"

Song Hongguo smiled and squatted down, pinching his face, "I'm relieved if you say that."

"Huh?" Ling Yuan was puzzled.

Song Hongguo said, "What is the biggest worry about raising a child? It's not about his eating and drinking, but about his dislike of reading and studying."

"Huh?" Ling Yuan's eyes widened in surprise, "Reading is so interesting, and there are children who don't like it?"

This seemed unbelievable to him. His father said that books are the most precious wealth. Those who have books to read are happy. He is very eager to have books to read, so even when he is hungry and tired and wants to fall asleep, he will struggle to learn to read from his father.

Ling Zhi thought more than he did, and asked her, "You mean, are there any children who don't like to read those textbooks distributed at school?"

Song Hongguo nodded and shook her head again, "That's pretty much it, how about you? You only like to read this kind of interesting comic books, or..."

Ling Yuan didn't wait for her to finish asking, and said excitedly, "I don't just like reading comic books, I also like textbooks."

"Textbooks are much more boring than comic books, are you sure you like them?"

Ling Yuan nodded vigorously, "My father said that the knowledge in textbooks can make a person smarter and stronger, so what are you afraid of being boring? That's what makes you more capable."

Song Hongguo gave her a thumbs up when she heard the words, "This answer is full marks, and I must think so when I go to school in the future."

(End of this chapter)