The mind-reading baby became popular after taking his mother to participate in a variety show

Chapter 23 Mom, can you teach me how to read?

Sang He was still in a squatting position, and the bursts of pain in her heart made her unpainted face slightly pale.

Sang He tightly frowned as he covered his chest with his slender hands.

She is sick again.

Fine cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and Sang He's whole body was icy cold.

Just when she thought she was about to get sick and fainted, the pain in her heart disappeared.

[Fortunately, it's just an illusion. 】

Sang He let out a sigh of relief.

She didn't want to show her vulnerable side in front of others.

Before Mian Mian understood the meaning of this sentence, Sang He put away his thoughts, and said to Mian Mian in a low voice, "Let's go."

"Okay." Mian Mian nodded obediently, and followed Sang He closely with her short legs.

The barrage at this time was full of doubts about Sang He.

[No way, what did Sang He do just now? Zai Zai went to hug her and she even pushed Zai Zai away. Is this something a mother can do? 】

[Yeah, seeing Mianmian's disappointed little expression after being pushed away, I really want to rush into the screen and beat Sang He up. 】

[If you are hot and cold to your child, you are not a qualified mother at all. I really feel sorry for Zai Zai. 】

Because they won the No.2, the house where Sang He and Mian Mian live this time is clean and tidy. The program team even prepared a few dolls to put on the bed.

After putting down the luggage, Sang He wanted to drink a glass of water, so he put the phone on the table.

Kneeling on the chair, Mian Mian blinked her black eyes at the phone screen.

It's amazing that there are her and her mother on the screen!

Is this what those dark cameras capture? !

Resting her chin, Mianmian's eyes suddenly fell on the barrage that filled the screen.

"What are you looking at?" Sang He asked softly when he saw Mianmian's focused expression after drinking the water.

Mianmian blinked her eyes, poked the screen with her little hand, "Mom, can you teach me how to read?"

For the first time, she felt that being illiterate was so bad that she couldn't even find out what these barrages meant.

Sang He glanced at Mianmian.

Other four-year-old children have already started kindergarten, but Mianmian is in an orphanage and has never been exposed to these things. It is a good thing that children want to learn now.

What's more, it's not that difficult.

"Yes." Sang He nodded slightly.

When she heard that Sang He agreed, Mian Mian immediately jumped up with joy. She sat on the chair obediently, with her arms folded on the table, just like a good student waiting to be taught.

The barrage was amused by Mianmian's appearance.

[Mianmian is so cute, she is simply the source of my happiness. 】

[It’s fine if half of my child is eager to learn. I almost use all 36 tricks every day to get him to do homework. 】

【Why is Mianmian four years old and hasn't gone to school yet? Is Sang He the child's real mother? 】

During the barrage discussion, Sang He had asked the program team for a preschool picture book.

After getting the picture book, Sang He roughly flipped through it.

It is a story about the first day of school. Every small animal is anxious and nervous before the start of school. Even the hedgehog teacher shrinks into a ball nervously, so everyone helps each other and spends the kindergarten happily. one day.

The idea of ​​the picture book was very good, so he pulled a stool and sat beside Mianmian, and taught her to get up softly.

The big ones and the young ones were very devoted, and each study lasted for an hour. Seeing that it was getting late, Sang He said, "Let's learn this today."

Mianmian learned a lot today and was very happy.

The feeling of learning is really amazing.

"Okay," Mianmian nodded first, then smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Mom."

No one has ever taught her to recognize characters, and her mother was the first person.

When flipping through the picture book just now, Sang He saw some exercises for practicing the order of strokes in the back, which happened to teach the children to write correctly and at the same time consolidate them.

"Are you tired?" Sang He asked Mian Mian holding a picture book.

Mianmian shook her head like a rattle, "Mianmian is not tired."

This is her first time studying, how can she be tired?
"Then do the exercises on these two pages. The most important thing is to remember the stroke structure of these characters." Sang He spread the picture book on the table and asked the program group for another pen.

Mianmian blinked her round eyes.

She used to watch those big brothers and sisters do their homework in the orphanage, and never thought that one day she would be able to do her own homework.

"Okay." Mianmian took the pen and began to write the words seriously and carefully.

[How can there be such a good cub? 】

[When will my naughty son be half sensible? It is harder for my naughty son to do homework than to make him fight. 】

[The more I look at Mianmian, the more I want to beat up my son, I can't take it anymore. 】

【Take me upstairs, I'm going to beat up my own child too. 】

The direction on the barrage gradually became strange.

Some young girls also commented that this is the series of deceiving daughters.

[I really want to have such an obedient cub who looks so soft and cute. 】

[It must be very happy to have such a baby at home! 】

[My girly heart, I'm going to Weibo to find some pictures of Zai Zai as my wallpaper. 】

[I'm going to ask my best friend to give birth to such a cute cub for me to play with! 】

Seeing that Mianmian was writing seriously, Sang He went to wash up briefly, then found a mask, put it on his face, and lay down on the bed to let it go.

Netizens said that tonight is very busy.

While watching Mianmian doing her homework obediently, she also wanted to watch Sanghe's exquisite evening life.

There was obviously no sound in the live broadcast room, but there were quite a few people online, and everyone stayed quietly in the live broadcast room.

It wasn't until almost nine o'clock that Mianmian finally finished the homework left by Sang He.

Carefully putting away the picture book, Mianmian glanced at Sang He's phone on the table.

The aunt in the program group said that the live broadcast will be closed at 09:30, and it is already nine o'clock, and the camera should be turned off soon.

The little Nai Tuan ran to the camera, and Nai Hu Hu's big face instantly occupied the mobile phone screens of the netizens who were in Sang He's live broadcast room.

【What are you going to do? 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. 】

When frantically swiping the screen on the bullet screen, she smiled sweetly, "Goodbye, good night."

【Zai Zai said goodnight to me, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

[Good night Mianmian, have a good dream. 】

After Mianmian said hello, she went to wash herself, then obediently climbed onto the bed, and kissed Sang He on the cheek, "Good night, Mom."

Sang He was taken aback for a moment.

After the kiss, Mian Mian covered herself with the quilt, held the doll in her arms and closed her eyes.

[Woooooo, I really want Mianmian to give me a good night kiss. 】

[Crying, when can I have such a cute child. 】

(End of this chapter)