Triplets: Lucky Mommy is a Beautiful Badass

  Chapter 130 Master Builder 10

  The heartless, innocent and lovely Dabao Er Niu relaxed in an instant, with an expression ready to listen to the edict, but her eyes blinked in love.

  Only Xiaobao, when he heard Qi Qing's praise of his smartness, he frowned slightly, slapped a pair of pure black and clear eyes, looked at his mother's face, and fell into subtle contemplation.

   said it was teaching little guys, but when I opened these books, it turned out to be the Three-Character Classic, some very simple idioms, and literary expressions.

This……

  Language! !

  What's the matter with this, Qi Qingyao feels that there is darkness in front of her eyes. Her children can't be stupid to learn eight-piece literature, they must have their own personalities.

  For this, Qi Qingyao thought for a while.

  "Start with the numbers one, two, three, four, etc., I write, you see."

  She picked up the brush, and wrote on the paper. In order to teach them, she wrote beautiful block letters specially.

  The three little guys were confused by their mother's beautiful words, and they wrote them well.

  Xiaobao wondered, this is different from the font used last time. He doesn’t know the characters, but after listening to my grandpa and the others, I have also seen paintings of a penny hanging on the walls of others. This is in block letters!

Qi Qingyao pointed to the above words and began to read: "One, two, three, four, five, lu, seven, nine, nine, ten, hundred, thousand, one million, one hundred million...This is the basic number writing. "

The three milk dumplings had to learn to write with a brush. The child was only three years old, and his hands were too small. When he picked up the brush, he used ink every time. Qi Qingyao didn't want to become a laundry lady, she just did it. I got a few quill pens by the desk for them, "Use this simpler."

  After the three little ones are holding the quill pen, they are obviously novel and happy. Those cute little paws are just right to hold the quill pen.

   Scribbling on the paper while reading.

  Qi Qingyao looked at the cuteness of the milk dumplings and their heads, and the corners of his lips made a very satisfying smile.

  ……

  Jiang Yegan and Sijin brought seven or eight big men to the door of Zhang Tieyuan’s house and knocked on the door.

  Zhang Tieyuan came out to open the door, and when he saw this formation, he was shocked.

  Jiang Yegan took off the bull's head mask on his face and looked at Zhang Tieyuan blankly.

   "Should I ask, or do you go by yourself?"

   "Is it really not accommodating?" Zhang Tieyuan almost wanted to kneel down for him, but he couldn't hold back that old face. Many villagers had gathered here, and he didn't want to kneel down and beg for help.

  Jiang Yegan hugged his arms, and the corners of his lips curled up with an extremely cold smile: "If you don't want to leave, according to her request, you have to throw you into the Jiulihe for brainwashing."

  The few big men behind him took a step forward, one by one, as if they could come up at any time and tear him to pieces.

  How can Zhang Tieyuan dare to negotiate the terms again and say immediately.

   "Let's go, let's go!"

   followed into the house, and when he came out again, he used a pallet to push his luggage and some furniture.

  Jiang Yegan did not speak.

  Son Zhang Tiezhu was pulling the cart. Daughter-in-law Zhang Caixia and daughter Zhang Cuiyun were pushing the cart. The group headed down and walked out. Zhang Cuiyun cried while walking.

  The villagers saw this picture, and they were so scared that they could not bear to see the old Zhang’s pitifully pushing the car out of the village under the setting sun and in the cold wind.

   felt unbearable, but no one invited Zhang Tieyuan's family to live in his home temporarily.

  (End of this chapter)