Tuan Chong Nuanbao has space

Chapter 121

"Nuan Bao, but we don't know the words in it! How can we copy it?" Lin Bu knew the importance of this book, so his tone was a little anxious.

"I know my brother. I'll read it to you and you can copy it. Maybe you can learn it briefly." Nuan Bao said this in a seductive tone.

The brothers meditated silently for a while, and still thought it would be better to learn. After all, what they learned was their own.

"Nuan Bao, let's just study briefly. These two books are so thick, when will you be able to finish reading them?" Lin Xian directly expressed his concerns.

When Nuan Bao heard that this had arrived, wouldn't it be too troublesome for him to read it himself if he had anything to do in the future?

It seems that I can't copy these two books today, so I can only teach my brothers simplified Chinese characters.

I just did Nuanbao and became a little teacher seriously. This little teacher was quite serious and strict.

I don’t know if it’s the effect of the spiritual spring water on the Lin family. They learned calligraphy much faster.

But I haven’t reached the point where I can learn everything worthwhile in one day. It seems that I can only take the time to study when my brothers are playing.

As soon as Mr. Lin came back, he heard the sound of reading coming from the study, and thought to himself, why are these brats so serious today?As expected of a child of their Lin family.

When Nuan Bao finally finished teaching, he let out a long sigh of relief. As expected, those who can be teachers are not ordinary people.

"Grandpa, I must have caught him." As soon as Nuan Bao went out, he saw Mr. Lin sitting under the jujube tree and smoking a cigarette.

"This is not our little master, the teaching is over." Mr. Lin teased Nuan Bao with a smile.

"You'll know if Nuan Bao is there as soon as he takes action." Nuan Bao put his head on his waist and almost raised his head to the sky.

Mr. Lin tapped the cigarette on the sole of his foot, put it away and pinned it to his waist.

Seeing that Nuan Bao's head was almost raised to the sky, he quickly pushed Nuan Bao's head back with his hands.

"Don't lean back. Don't cry if your neck is twisted." Mr. Lin said with a smile.

"Nuan Bao is not that stupid." Nuan Bao expressed his anger at this.

"Yes, why did our warm baby twist his neck?" Mr. Lin quickly made his precious granddaughter happy.

"Grandpa, when are we going to build a yard?" Nuan Bao seemed to have thought of something and quickly grabbed Mr. Lin's hand and asked.

"In the next few days, we will go and buy the back hill so that we can build a house."

"Grandpa will ask someone to get you a boudoir when the time comes, and Nuan Bao will sleep on his own." Mr. Lin said this with some regret.

There was some reluctance in my heart. Nuan Bao had slept in the same room with Mr. Lin and the others since he was a child, and now he wanted Nuan Bao to sleep alone.

It would be nice if Nuan Bao refused this suggestion.

"Grandpa, I want to decorate my room by myself." Nuan Bao's eyes were bright.

It seems that Uncle San can be used to play his role.

"Grandpa, do you know what is elastic?" Nuan Bao looked at Mr. Lin expectantly.

Mr. Lin thought for a while and said, "There are, like cowhide bands, which are very elastic, but they are rare."

Nuan Bao knew that in ancient times, cattle could not be slaughtered at will. The cattle must be ill and die of old age, so that they could apply to the government to slaughter the cattle.

But if you don't kill the cattle, where will the beef tendons come from? Forget it, it seems that these cattle are equivalent to protected animals and cannot be killed!
I'd better think of other ways to see if I can use something to replace the beef tendon. There are no springs now, so if I want to sleep on a comfortable bed, I still have to find another way.

"Why does Nuan Bao want a cowhide band?" Mr. Lin asked Nuan Bao curiously.

"Grandpa, if you look at this, if you keep doing this, won't we have a bed ready? If it's elastic, you'll be very comfortable sleeping here."

After hearing Mr. Lin's question, Nuan Bao squatted down, picked up a stick on the ground, and started making gestures.

I don’t know why, but Mr. Lin actually understood Nuan Bao’s ghost painting charm.

Sure enough, it's not like a family doesn't come into the house. The painter Nuan Bao is really shocking.

If ordinary people couldn't understand what she was drawing, Mr. Lin not only understood it, but also affirmed Nuan Bao's idea.

"Let's go, let's go to your third uncle to discuss it and see if it can be implemented." Mr. Lin left as soon as he said it, took Nuan Bao and started to look for Lin Lao San.

Lin Laosan heard the shouts of his grandfather and grandson in the house and came out quickly.

"Dad, what do you want to see me for?" Lin Laosan was full of doubts in his heart.

Normally, Mr. Lin would not look for them at this time, unless it was something important.

　Robbery, hand over the tickets to me.otherwise

　　
　
(End of this chapter)