Farmhouse Plane Mall

Chapter 363 Writing

The first one to feel the aura was Xiaopangjiu. Although it could speak and transform into a human without training, Mu Xiaoxiao was still happy for him.

Although this aura can't allow them to cultivate powerful black arts like Li Yuan and Bai Bing's, it can temper their bodies and make them stronger.

Just like their parents, they almost all exist like kings of various races. Their powerful bodies are also tempered by spiritual energy.

In the following time, there were little cubs who felt the aura of heaven and earth. Although it was only as small as a strand of hair, it was better than nothing.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the time, waved her hand, and said it was time to eat.

The Xiaotuanzi immediately had to run behind Mu Xiaoxiao's buttocks until they reached the kitchen, and saw that certain man who was leisurely holding a bowl and filling it up by himself, Mu Xiaoxiao I want to poke him with a stick.

This shameless smelly man just quarreled with her, but now he came over to eat by himself without shame.

"Yo... here you come." Li Yuan glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao, and greeted Mu Xiaoxiao as if nothing had happened.

Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and gave him a kick, but unfortunately he was dodged.

"Go away, who told you to eat my dumplings." Mu Xiaoxiao glared at him ferociously, and began to serve dumplings for the little ones, a big bowl full, one for meat and one for vegetables.

With the experience that yesterday was messier than when eating, Mu Xiaoxiao numbered the bowls of the kids and divided them into two rows, one row for the meat-eating babies and one row for the vegetarian babies, so as not to make mistakes when cooking. up.

"Stand up, look at the numbers on your own bowls, remember what it looks like, and you will eat in this order in the future." Mu Xiaoxiao squatted down and pointed to the numbers on it. She hasn't taught numbers yet. , I can only let the group remember that she will start teaching numbers tomorrow.

"Aw..." The dumplings yelled childishly, and Mu Xiaoxiao let them eat.

Kids, don't look at her as soft and cute, but... this is really fierce while eating.

Especially the meat-eating dumpling side, who made a threatening sound in his throat while eating, and his small appearance was actually afraid that the dumpling next to them would snatch it from them.

Millet and Sleeping, these small ones, each only have two or three dumplings, but they are already very satisfied looking at the fragrant dumplings in their bowls.

Millet and Susueba pulled the edge of the bowl, held a hazelnut shell in their small paws, scooped up a shell of dumpling soup while holding the small shell, and stood up with their feet up.

He sniffed the delicious dumpling soup through his nose, sat down and drank it happily.

Sleepy also imitated its appearance, scooped out a shell of dumpling soup with a hazelnut shell, and leaned against the two hairballs, squeaked for a while, and then Xiaopangjiu came over after a while.

Fat Ju poked the dumplings in his bowl a few times, and ran over with the rice bowl in his mouth. Mu Xiaoxiao pretended not to see its food bowl, but touched its big face.

"Fat Ju, you've finished your food. Don't look for it after you've finished eating. You won't be able to feed you with so much. I'm afraid your intestines are straight. I'll supervise your running at night."

Fat Orange "..."

"Meow meow..." How could this be!Miss sister, do you think you don't like me, did you eat a little more food and gain weight?How could you be so cruel to me.

After eating the dumplings, the other Maos who came over heard Fat Ju's words and looked at it with contempt. It's called getting fatter. I'm afraid you may have misunderstood something.

Fat Orange glared at it fiercely, what are you looking at, have you never seen such a strong cat?

Fat Orange hugged her plate, and licked the inside until it was so shiny that she didn't even need to wash it, it was just like the washed one.

Mu Xiaoxiao snatched Fat Orange's food bowl from its head, and was completely speechless towards this guy.

"There is a physical education class in the afternoon. I will teach you about Li Yuan. I'll see if you can run." Mu Xiaoxiao snorted and walked away while holding the plate.

Fat Orange sat on the ground and spread the vicissitudes of life "..."

Why is it so difficult for me.

In the first class in the afternoon, Mu Xiaoxiao distributed a writing board to everyone. According to the butler, it was used by those high-tech planes for children to practice calligraphy.

It’s not too expensive, one is only 100 transaction coins, and the writing board is a whiteboard the size of a laptop computer. As long as the dumplings put their paws on it to write, no matter how big the word is, it will eventually be reduced to a grid, but the appearance will not change. , that is to say, the uglier your writing is, the uglier your frozen and shrunken characters will be.

And it can also correct errors. Mu Xiaoxiao has a master writing board here, write the correct words on it, and if the small groups scribble on it, it will be considered as wrong words and will not be entered in it.

"Today the teacher taught you how to write. By the way, review yesterday's lesson. How the teacher wrote it. Later, you can write it on the clipboard with your paws according to the teacher's writing. Do you understand? By the way, you will be rewarded today if you write well. Oh, judged by the teacher, there will be prizes for the top ten."

"Ow ooh..."

When they heard that there was a prize, the eyes of the dumplings lit up. Yesterday's ice cream was delicious, and they wanted to eat it too.

The small groups below looked at the writing board curiously, and some of them had already begun to make gestures, and there would be prizes for writing, so they had to be serious.

"I'll teach you to recognize yesterday's two pinyin, a, b."

As soon as she read it, the dumplings danced wildly with the group of demons below, and all kinds of voices came out, and Mu Xiaoxiao didn't stop it, and she couldn't understand it either. Now teaching them pinyin is for the purpose of recognizing characters after incarnation.

Looking at the twisted pinyin, Tuanzi stared at the blackboard and the writing board, then put his paws on it carefully and began to write.

It's just... Several dumplings were written so ugly that they were not included at all after they were written.

After practicing clumsily for a long time, they wrote their pinyin into it.

"After your writing is finished, it will be shrunk. After the shrunk, it will be placed in the space on the whiteboard. In this class, everyone will practice writing. Whoever writes as much as possible will win a prize."

The little group of boys began to write with even more energy.

Corn twisted its little ass, stood on the writing board, but carefully drew a small circle and then added a small tail behind the circle, and its a was written.

Sneaking a peek at the big cat and cat, I haven't written as much as myself, the ugly one, the circle is not round, so the little guy drew a few more, and ran to the writing board of the cat boss, with a look on his face. Proudly taught the cat boss how to write.

When you're done writing, pat its paw.

Maomao, you have to work hard, but it doesn't matter if you don't have a prize, I'll give you the corn.

(End of this chapter)