The little daughter-in-law of crossing seven three

Chapter 1777
Gong Ruini took Ping An An to buy things for Christmas.

"Mom, let's take Brother Dongdong." Pingping sat in the car.

"Dongdong at home?" I just came back from out of town these few days, I haven't seen Zhang Dong for a long time, and I'm busy spending more time with my son.

"Yes." Pingping said that he had already called his little friend on the phone.

"Mom, let's call Uncle Zhang and the others to come to our house for Christmas Eve." At first, Pingping thought that Christmas would be celebrated here in the capital, but Zhang Dong said that they didn't have such a holiday.

Since Zhang Dong and the others don't celebrate Christmas Eve, Ping Ping of course wants to share good things with his friends, so of course he has to bring Zhang Dong along.

Well, if you call Zhang Dong, you have to call his parents, anyway, there will be a lot of dishes prepared today.

"By the way, call Aunt Chu, and we will buy gifts together."

"When the time comes, buy a Christmas tree if you have one, and forget it if you don't have one." Gong Ruini vaccinated Pingping and the others in advance.

"You can't cut down the tree?" Ping Ping still couldn't forget that they had a real tree for Christmas in the United States, but when they came to China, they couldn't use it even though there was a loser in the yard at home.

Gong Ruini really hated Zhao Guangran to death, if he hadn't suggested that there should be a real tree for Christmas, how could Pingping insist that there should be a tree for Christmas.

"Cut down a tree, and the tree will die." Gong Ruini persuaded in a nice voice.

In fact, Ping Ping has always had real Christmas trees since he could remember, and he never thought about the possibility of fake trees.

"Why don't they buy real trees?" Pingping still didn't understand.

"A tree can do many things when it grows up." If Zhao Guangran was here, he might say that Gong Ruini's words were really not ordinary cruelty, but Gong Ruini had no choice. Otherwise, how could he shut up this chattering kid .

Chu Minghui got into the car, and just about to ask a question, she heard Gong Ruini talking non-stop and peacefully about how a tree grows.

This made her look puzzled, what is the situation, why did she say this suddenly.

Education is really broad, not to mention mediocre children like them, even if it is replaced by older children, children in elementary school grades, they may not understand these things.

No, she doesn't even think about it so far. Shouldn't this kind of problem be considered by professionals?

Does this issue still need to be considered by professionals?Gong Ruini was stunned for a moment, "This doesn't need to be considered by professionals, as long as we do it ourselves."

"The existence of trees is to prevent desertification. Don't think that desertification is far away from us." In the next ten years, the capital will feel that desertification is so close to them every year.

Chu Minghui didn't understand these things very well, but seeing Gong Ruini's appearance, she couldn't say anything disappointing.

After Gong Ruini mentioned a few words, she didn't mention it, "By the way, have you thought about buying a gift for your son?"

"No, yours." Chu Minghui thought that his son really didn't lack anything, and really didn't know what to give, so he wanted to ask Gong Ruini if ​​he had any good recommendations.

Gong Ruini said what she wanted to buy, "It's all the gifts they want."

"I really don't have the heart to guess." More importantly, don't guess for a long time that the result is that they are still dissatisfied, which makes people collapse.

Still like this, Chu Minghui thought for a while, then turned to look at his son who was sitting behind and playing peacefully, "Son, what gift do you want?"

He directly asked his son what gift he wanted, and as for the gift from his own old Zhang, he could give it at will, anyway, as long as he asked her to give it.

Chu Minghui originally thought that his son would think about it, but unexpectedly he gave an answer soon, "I want the world for 5000 years, and I want the adult version."

5000 years in the world, oh my god, Chu Minghui's gift to her son was so dizzy, she wanted to ask her son why he didn't start by knowing the history of China.

"I have been studying China for 5000 years, and I want to see the world for 5000 years." Zhang Dong told his mother why he only bought such a set of books.

Oh my god, my son is still in kindergarten, and he already wants to learn this, isn't it a bit too deep.

"Pingping is also watching the world for 5000 years." Although he can read Pingping's books, Zhang Dong hopes to be able to read books when he returns home, so that he will not be much slower than Pingping.

Chu Minghui almost couldn't catch his breath. He thought that his son was already good enough, but when compared with Heping and the others, the difference was not ordinary.

"Do you understand?" At this moment, Chu Minghui remembered that she had made mistakes before and needed attention, that is, the son had to read the adult version, that is, the son had to be literate.

"If you don't understand, you can look it up in the dictionary. I have learned how to look it up from Pingping." Zhang Dong said that these are not difficult problems, and he can handle them all.

Looking up the dictionary, Chu Minghui knew that his son would definitely learn a lot when he came to the Zhao family, but he really didn't expect to learn so much.

The son can understand and wants to study hard. Can being a mother be a hindrance? Of course not.

"Buy, I bought it all for you, Dongdong."

"Is there anything else you want?" These are all things for learning, Chu Minghui wants to send some toys or other things to his son.

Zhang Dong shook his head, "I'll buy it after I read it."

"Mom, I want to have a study that belongs to me."

"Pingping has their own study room." Zhang Dong suddenly remembered one thing, that is, Pingping and the others have a study room, even though it is shared by their brothers and sisters, it is also a study room.

Zhang Dong felt very lonely, and he wanted to have what a good friend has.

Son wants a study?That's a small meaning, "After the spring, I will renovate your house and make a study room. If you have any ideas, you can talk to your mother."

Chu Minghui felt that her son should plan to arrange it the same way as Pingping and the others, and when the time comes, just go to Pingping's study and walk around to know how to arrange it.

"It's just the same as Pingping's." Zhang Dong also lazily described it to Chu Minghui, and just said the template.

Gong Ruini was driving the car with the corners of her mouth twitching. She knew that their relationship was good, but there was no need for it to be like this. They even thought that the study room was the same.

When they grow up, they won't think about going to a university, and then buy a house and buy them together.

"Success." As soon as Chu Minghui heard this, he immediately felt relieved. It would be nice to have a template to modify. Otherwise, his son would say something later, and he would really not be able to keep up with the speed of his attention. What if the decoration is not what Zhang Dong likes? , will really make a fuss.

"Pingping, come to my house to give some advice when the time comes." He is obviously the younger brother, but he seems calmer and more sensible than his own son. Could this be the relationship with the eldest son.

Of course Pingping has no objection, "In the future, we can stay at each other's home."

"My uncle said that this is a pajama night conversation, which can better deepen our relationship."

"Okay." Zhang Dong agreed.

The two were talking excitedly about what clothes they would keep at each other's house in the future, so that they could have a change of clothes for a sudden overnight stay.

The two were actively discussing, and they didn't realize that Miss An An's expression could be as ugly as she wanted.

Sitting in the front, Chu Minghui obviously noticed it, and his heart couldn't help moving, and he soon returned to normal.

Some things are still too early to say, let's talk about them when they grow up.

(End of this chapter)