I promise

Chapter 972
Chang Juyan didn't say what he realized, but Mu Dian didn't ask.

She could trust her son—she would never lie to herself!Maybe it's because he thinks that he doesn't understand deeply enough, so he is ashamed to tell others; maybe he really feels ashamed; or maybe the little boy is awkward and saves face... There is always his reason.

The couple's attitude towards their son's upbringing is relatively laissez-faire, and Mu Dian can be a little stricter, but he does not interfere with the children's decision-making and allows them to have their own little secrets.

Turn into April Fangfei.

Mu Dianke is busy with taking care of the center every day, practicing the sword skills that have been neglected in the past few years.Sitting under the ancient locust tree drinking tea that day, I suddenly realized that the master of the self-seeing school hadn’t come to complain to me for a month.

"That's right." Chang Jihai finished taking care of the flower garden, rubbed the mud on his fingers with the well water brought by his granddaughter-in-law, and smiled until his wrinkles stretched out, and said, "Cen Yu came to me on purpose yesterday and said The kid is enlightened, not only does he stop playing truant, but he also rushes to argue, chasing his masters all day long to ask for advice."

The old man was less emotional, but for the first time this time, his tone could be heard to be a little proud, "Oh——, I still have some insights."

Mu Dian laughed and helped the old man get up, "It's time to be sensible. In the future, my great-grandpa can relax a little and worry less."

"It doesn't matter." Chang Jihai said, "His father, he was much skinnier than him when he was young. At this age, he has been catching birds and stabbing nests all over the mountains and plains. The governor is later than him."

Mu Dian laughed, "It's great to be like his father."

Chang Jihai could hear his granddaughter-in-law's protection of his grandson, and he was very relieved. He lit a cigarette, breathed out at the setting sun, and squinted his eyes slightly with satisfaction and satisfaction, "That boy, there is one advantage that others can't compare Above: With a clear heart, one can know people."

When it comes to Chang Qianfo, even he is not as good as himself.

At the beginning, I was dissatisfied with this granddaughter-in-law, but I couldn't hold back my grandson, so I had to marry her.

It's not about tabooing her identity, but about questioning how much sincerity can remain in a little girl who has experienced the most terrifying and dark human nature after ten years of blood soaking and conspiracy corruption.

Until what happened to Ah Xuan, and later, the mother brought up several great-grandchildren so well... But the grandson was right, the grandpa was too worried.

Everyone in the world said that the fourth young lady married a good man, and she was lucky in the midst of misfortune.In fact, it was the Chang family who got the upper hand—it's a pity for the Jin family!
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Although Chang Juyan had changed his temper, he was still a playful six-year-old child. It was getting dark, so he rushed home with a suit of mud.

As usual, water the flowers first.

Chang Qi gave him a parrot last year, and he was feeding it himself.

"Mom, I want to use a ladle to water tomorrow." Chang Juyan said while eating half of the meal, poking the bottom of the bowl.

He was a little nervous!

What Shangsijie's mother said on Leyouyuan surprised and pleasantly surprised him—mother is a very smart person, and she can do everything quickly and well. He didn't expect that he would be such an amazing child in his mother's eyes.You can't let your mother down!
For today's words, he typed the manuscript many times, and even learned new words from the book.

"Okay." Mu Dian responded with a smile, without seeming to take this matter to heart, and gave Ju Yan a piece of vinegar-cooked goose that he couldn't reach, "Study is hard, you should eat more. There is a whole hundred in the study. The ladle is all made by you, so you can change it as you like."

"Mom, I know I made a mistake playing truant." Chang Juyan said seriously.

Mu Dian Cola.When a kid goes to school, when he admits his mistake, he touches his upper and lower lips and goes through the motions.Now that I'm not playing truant, I'm serious about self-criticism.

"You can correct your mistakes. There is nothing good about it." She tried her best to smile softly, "Tell me, mother will always listen."

"I'm too proud, too superficial." Chang Juyan pursed his lips and said with determination, "It's the leaking ladle."

Mu Dianke stopped his chopsticks, looked at Ju Yan with a smile, and signaled him to continue.

"I made a hundred gourds, but none was bigger than this one. Grandpa Ling didn't have any in his vegetable garden. I searched all over Changjiabao, but there wasn't any. Grandpa Ling said, a seed is sown and it germinates. It is not easy to bloom and produce gourds. You need to water, fertilize, remove insects, and drive away pecking birds.”

"But even so, not all gourds can be made into gourds. Some grow crookedly, and some are blown away by the strong wind before they are ripe. It is even more difficult to get a big gourd. The annual rainfall is good, the seeds are good, the land is good, and it must be grown in a sunny place to produce such a big gourd."

"I like to eat gourds." Cheng Que interjected, "When big gourds get old, they won't taste as good as small ones."

Mu Dianke shook his head lightly, the little guy understood, pouted his lips resentfully, turned his head and whispered to Ruochong, "Brother is going to be punished."

It's nice to chime in.

"The big gourd is blessed by nature, but it leaks water, and it can hold more water than the small gourd." Chang Juyan lowered his voice, showing shame, "I play truant, sleep, and study every day with my little friend who has to read many times before he can remember. Learned as much."

Mu Dian was ridiculous and silent.

"Maybe there are not as many as them." Ju Yan answered with a guilty conscience.

"What else?" Mu Dianke asked, "Do you like watering flowers with a big ladle?"

Chang Juyan nodded, then shook his head again, "The big ladle leaked water, wet my shoes and socks, and drained the well water in vain. I was not modest and made my classmates unhappy; I was not serious about my studies and made my master angry."

"It's not good to make your master angry." Mu Dianke said softly, "What's more, if you don't take your studies seriously, you will do the same in other things in the future, and you will suffer a lot. It's like a broken gourd. Even though it can fill the ladle with water, it can only hold seven percent of it, and the missing three percent of water will still wet your shoes and socks."

The two young ones were holding the rim of the bowl and listening quietly, but they really didn't understand.

But judging by Niang's appearance, she was not very angry, she even smiled and patted her elder brother's head.

"Our Ju Yan has grown up, it's amazing that we can figure out these principles by ourselves." Mu Dian laughed, and then asked the twins, "Did the second son and the third son say that?"

The second son and the third son looked confused, but the mother said yes.

The twins raised their hands above their heads and clapped, "Brother is amazing!" "That's amazing!"

Since the winter passed, the two of them took off their thick cotton clothes and put on spring shirts, and they fell in love with doing this movement—the joy of stretching!

"Mother—" Ju Yan felt a little embarrassed, and then promised, "I will remember what mother said, and I won't bury it."

"What are you talking about?" Chang Qianfo, who had watched the excitement for a long time, interrupted.

"I'll tell you later." Mu Dianke presumably continued, making Ju Yan even more shy.

It seems that she usually does not praise enough.

Someone outside spoke, it was Yumin's voice.

"Yumin? Come in quickly." Chang Jihai greeted him through the door, "Have you eaten yet?"

"I've made an appointment with Liangqing. I'll go back to Fangshiju to eat bamboo shoots." Yumin was dressed in a thin spring shirt and stood up in the hall with a smile, as elegant as ever.

It's just that the bottom of the shirt is wet.Sweaty temples.

Who broke into the castle, and labored Yumin to do it himself?
(End of this chapter)