Wearing books and sweet pets: the richest couple in the 80s

Chapter 193 Four Little Monsters

"The day after Liu Zhuo was beaten up in the restaurant, Liu Wannian gathered a group of people to find fault, and Zhuo Liwen wrote a special report on the Dongguang Evening News, describing his miserable experience in detail.

The store was temporarily suspended, but the owner is quite capable, and I am afraid that he will be able to reopen the door soon.

The reason why I chose to work in this store was naturally not on a whim, and I didn't want to harm others because of my own selfishness.

Just because the owner of the shop is domineering and he is accused of bullying the shopkeeper, this time I can be regarded as doing justice for the heavens.

That's all for me. I'm fine in Dongguang. I reviewed my high school courses as planned and ate well as you told me. Yesterday when I checked the scales, I found that I've gained two and a half catties. Isn't it gratifying?

The only thing I can do is to miss you, whether everything is going well in the commune, and whether Fu Qiangsheng's family is embarrassing you, I am very concerned.

Fortunately, during the Spring Festival, you and I can meet again to relieve the pain of missing. I really wish that tomorrow will be New Year’s Eve, and I will fly back to Shuangshui Commune with wings. "

He Wanqing held a few thin pages of letter paper, looked at the handwriting scratched with silver hooks and iron on the paper, and a smile hung on his face from beginning to end.

In this day and age, letters are the most common way for people in two places to communicate with each other.

He Wanqing was used to communicating with her mobile phone in her previous life, and she had never written a letter to anyone.

Now that I communicate with Qin Dingkun all the time, I feel that it's not a good feeling.

"Wow, the eldest sister is so happy to see it, it must be written by brother Dingkun."

Xiaoman stuffed longan into his mouth, which Qin Dingkun specially brought from Dongguang.

Longan is big and round, crystal clear, and tastes sweet and refreshing.

Xiaoman loves this one the most.

Baibing fawned beside her fawningly.

Xiaoman threw it a piece casually, and quickly swallowed the white cake, closing his eyes and looking intoxicated.

It's almost in sync with Xiao Manshen.

The second soldier rushed in from outside the house sweating profusely, curling his lips when he saw this.

"Other people's dogs can only eat leftovers, but our white cakes are delicate, not only the same as what the owner eats, but also fruits."

Xiaoman gave him a hard look.

The second brother hates him the most. He troubles Baibing all day long. No wonder Baibing doesn't like him so much.

"I just gave it to eat. It also eats what I saved from my mouth. It's none of your business."

The second soldier wanted to say something more, but Da Jun, who was sitting by the side, put down the martial arts novel in his hand, and turned to look over.

"Second Soldier, let me have a look at my homework."

Now the second soldier is wilted.

He dragged himself out of his schoolbag and took out two tattered textbooks and handed them over.

Da Jun frowned and opened it, and after only a few glances, he pointed out many mistakes.

"Go, rewrite the homework."

"Rewrite?!"

The second soldier almost jumped up violently.

For this homework, it took him almost an hour to do it, and it was fine if the elder brother didn't praise him, and he had to do it again.

Humph, he didn't do it!
Dajun ignored the anger in the eyes of the second soldier, and picked up the novel again.

"Either redo it, or deduct pocket money, choose one yourself."

Again!
Every time the eldest brother wants to clean him up, he always uses this trick.

Many times, he wanted to shout out with great backbone, "Just buckle it up, I don't want it anymore!"

But in the end, he still bowed his head to money.

The second soldier gritted his teeth, took the homework from the army, and walked towards the bedroom with heavy steps.

Since Dajun passed the upgrade test, he no longer needs to go to the first grade, but stays at home, and when the next semester starts, he will directly transfer to the fourth grade.

All in all, he would have to stay at home for two full months.

During this period of time, besides practicing kung fu, reading martial arts novels, and various extracurricular books, he also had an important job.

It is to check the homework of the second soldier.

The second soldier pouted dissatisfiedly, and said in a low voice, "Hmph, use chicken feathers as arrows."

Sanmin was playing on the harmonica, when he heard the words of the second soldier, he said casually: "Second brother, you are wrong, you are holding chicken feathers as arrows."

The second soldier choked hard.

It's fine to be taught a lesson by the elder brother, but does this little carrot want to be his own teacher?
He turned his head and shouted at Sanmin: "Here, I use chicken feathers as arrows, you don't care!"

Sanmin was engrossed in his harmonica, completely unresponsive to Erbing's words.

The second soldier seemed to have hit the cotton with a heavy fist, and he couldn't get out of his heart.

The army gave the second soldier a blank look.

"Use the wrong slang, write this sentence ten times after finishing your homework."

Speechless, the second soldier rushed into the bedroom in one breath and closed the door heavily.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a bang bang bang bang coming from the room, as if a dozen people were tossing about in the room.

Xiaoman thought it was funny, and couldn't help but said to Da Jun: "Big Brother, Second Brother hung a small sandbag in his house, every time he was under your control, he would go in and hit the sandbag, do you think he thought the sandbag was you?" ?”

Dajun looked up at Xiaoman, then lowered his head and continued to read.

"Little girl, don't be such a slut, learn more from Sanmin."

Xiaoman couldn't help sticking out his tongue at the white cake and making a grimace.

In the words of the eldest sister, the elder brother is really getting cooler and cooler.

Seeing this, Baibing stuck out her tongue with her mouth slanted, which made Xiaoman giggle.

Holding the harmonica, Sanmin ran to He Wanqing's side on short legs, put his arms around her waist, and said like offering a treasure: "Sister, I can play the tune now."

He Wanqing closed the letter, touched Sanmin's little head, and said with a smile: "Then can you blow it to the eldest sister?"

Sanmin nodded, took out his beloved harmonica, and played it solemnly.

As soon as the piano sound came out, He Wanqing couldn't help being taken aback.

It turned out to be the song she hummed a few days ago.

little stars.

The sound of the piano is melodious and slightly playful. Although the tone is not particularly accurate, it is rare to be full of emotion.

He Wanqing found that when Sanmin played the harmonica, he was very devoted and his eyes were shining.

"Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of small stars, put them in the sky to shine..."

He Wanqing sang softly accompanied by the sound of Sanmin's piano.

After the song was finished, He Wanqing couldn't help applauding Sanmin, Dajun nodded while looking at Sanmin, Xiaoman excitedly held Sanmin's hand, and praised repeatedly.

Sanmin raised his head and looked at He Wanqing with black grape-like eyes, his long eyelashes flickering.

It seems to be saying, big sister, look how good I am, please praise me.

He Wanqing's heart melted.

She hugged Sanmin in her arms.

"My family, Sanmin, is the best. I learned to play the tune so quickly, and I will learn more tunes to play for my eldest sister in the future, okay?"

"Ok!"

Sanmin's face flushed red with joy when He Wanqing praised him.

What he wanted most was to be praised by his elder sister. In the future, he would definitely learn a lot of tunes, play them to her, and let her praise him for being great.

Many years later, Sanmin, who has become a famous musician in China, mentioned his original intention of learning music, and never boasted that he loves music like other people, and wants to wander in the world of music.

It's about wanting to be praised by the eldest sister.

Although no one believed it at all.

(End of this chapter)