Reborn 1990 Pocket

Chapter 179

Don't look at Grandma Mu's eccentricity and unwillingness to pay for other things, but she is quite unified in her studies. The children have to read and write to have a future in the future, and they don't have to be a construction worker like their father. At this time, construction workers are the three representatives of no prospect, no future, and no culture in front of most people.

So when I heard what A Xiao said, I immediately looked at Yijing, and I didn't blame the child for asking the second son directly, "What about Jingjing's homework, quickly take it out and write it together, I know you dote on your children, but they are all in kindergarten. The tuition fee has been paid, and if the homework is not done, why does the child go to kindergarten?" Burning money.

"I've finished it." Mu Yijing replied.

Grandma Mu doesn't believe it...

Didn't see the kid writing at all, okay?

Mu's father was originally angry because of the messy homework of the two sons. Hearing the old mother talking about her daughter, his face immediately relaxed, and he said, "Mom, Jing Jing's homework has indeed been written long ago, and I wrote two more. Quiet, show it to your grandma."

Then compare the two sons——

He deeply felt that his daughter should be more at ease.

Mu Yijing went back to the room and took out the homework book from the small schoolbag. Originally, no adults would give a new homework book to children in elementary school at this age. They thought it was a waste, and children would scribble. Not a person who likes to paint, and then put a brand new homework book.

Grandma Mu originally wanted to say that children can just use the homework used by their brother, so why not get a new one, but after opening it, she found that the granddaughter not only finished her homework, but also neatly finished her homework, and there was no scribbling in the homework book. , it was well preserved, and immediately turned around with an oops and praised Grandpa Mu, it was better written than that so-and-so's child.

Mu Yijing thinks that adults are actually very easy to coax--the child will be happy if he behaves a little bit more well-behaved.

Mu Yijian looked at his younger sister with envy——

He also really wanted to study in the small class.

Ahhhh, why is there so much homework for just one class of freshmen?

"Second brother." Mu Yijing looked between the eldest brother and the second brother, and chose the latter, leaned over and said in a low voice, "Let me help you with your homework."

"Really?" Mu Yijian's eyes lit up with joy.

"Well, really, what else do you have to write?"

The big class homework is good, Chinese and mathematics, and a few pictures.

Mu Yijian read it, feeling very excited that he could finish the homework very quickly after sharing the homework by himself, "Sister, which subject do you like to write?"

Mu Yisen looked at his sister curiously, "Little sister, do you understand?"

Twilight with a key--

Yes, little girl, can you understand?

Mu Yijing said innocently, "I don't understand, but I can understand this..." She pointed to the picture, which was just a simple drawing of small fish and flowers.

Mu Yijian felt that the world was so hopeless, but it was okay to be able to draw, and he was worried that his little sister's drawing would be bad, so he stared at her for a drawing and felt melancholy when he found that his little sister drew better than himself, "Little sister, can we It doesn’t matter if you paint ugly!” Because the painting is too beautiful, it’s obviously not his style at first glance!
Mu Yijing took a look, because she still has little hands and no strength, she has no energy to draw, she doesn't think it is beautiful at all, but children have different aesthetics, she promised, and made the painting ugly again, Show it to the second brother, he is satisfied, and continue to draw...

After helping the second brother, she went to help the eldest brother - drawing pictures... Every day in the diary, she either drew the sun or a cloud or rain.

(End of this chapter)