dumb wife farming

Chapter 207 Shen Zhuangzhuang, Your Mother Is Dumb!

Because Song Yao spoke, Zhuang Zhuang was very excited all morning.

in the vegetable garden,

Song Yao was picking coriander and shallots, and Zhuang Zhuang followed obediently like a little follower.

"Father, mother can speak, shall we celebrate?" The little guy followed, twisting his body suddenly, and said to Shen An.

Shen An raised his eyebrows: "How to celebrate?"

Zhuang Zhuang ran over, raised his head and smiled childishly, "Daddy, to celebrate, I won't go to school today, okay?"

Song Yao: "..." Son, is there such a special way to celebrate?
"Your mother has been teaching you how to read and draw, don't you think, in order to celebrate, you should go to school early?" Shen An raised her eyebrows and looked at her son.

Zhuang Zhuang pinched his little clothes, pouted his little mouth, and looked at Shen An pitifully.

"Shen Zhuangzhuang, it's useless to pretend to be pitiful." Shen An's attitude was very resolute, and he would not allow his son to skip school when it came to going to school.

"But it's useful if mother uses it." Zhuang Zhuang turned his attention to Song Yao again.

"Well, your mother's acting like a baby has always been very effective." Shen An admitted very directly.

Song Yao's face turned red, and she looked at Shen An coquettishly. Although Shen An's face was calm, the tips of her ears were still slightly red.

Xiao Zhuangzhuang stood there, holding a handful of shallots in his chubby hands, he looked up, looked at his mother, and then at his father who was staring at his mother closely, the little guy's mouth was deflated.

Hey, there is no other way, I can only go to school obediently.

……

Both husband and wife are very busy now, but even so, with Zhuang Zhuang, they still want as much company as possible.Therefore, when going to school every day, the couple will go to the academy holding strong little hands.

There are also six or seven-year-old children in the academy. Every time everyone sees Shen Luli and those extremely good-looking parents, everyone feels differently in their hearts.

What other people think, Zhuang Zhuang is not interested in knowing, he only knows that what he likes most is being held by his parents, that is the happiest.

"Goodbye, father and mother, remember to pick me up this afternoon!" At the gate of the academy, Zhuang Zhuang reluctantly let go of the hands of the two adults, and said goodbye in a childish voice. Song Yao knelt down and hugged Zhuang Zhuang With a small body, he kissed him on the cheek, and said in a soft and soft voice: "Goodbye, dear baby."

Zhuang Zhuang was so happy to get the fragrance of his mother, and obediently entered the academy with his small schoolbag on his back.

in the academy,
There were some snacks in his strong little pocket, and as he walked, his little paws went to pick out prunes to eat, but he was stopped by a few six- and seven-year-old children in front of him just after he took a few steps.

"What are you going to do?" Zhuang Zhuang was very vigilant. Seeing that someone blocked his way, he stuffed his snacks with his little hand, and the whole person entered a state of alert.

……

In the morning, Song Yao was decorating the shop, but Ah Jiu called her back in a hurry.

Zhang Da stayed in the restaurant and saw the couple coming out, so he said to them: "Hurry up and go to the academy, Zhuang Zhuang got into a fight."

Song Yao and Shen An couldn't stay longer, they followed Zhang Da and hurried towards the academy.

There is a secluded small pavilion in the front yard of the academy. As soon as Song Yao entered the academy, she saw a few little carrot heads being punished standing there from a distance.

Zhuang Zhuang was the smallest, standing in the corner, with a swollen face, but compared to the others, he was less injured.

"Shen Zhuangzhuang, your mother is just dumb."

"Yes, your mother is dumb, your mother can't speak, so what if you fight with cows? Your mother still can't speak!"

The few people didn't expect to be beaten by Zhuang Zhuang, so they kept shouting, even though they were already in the state of being punished to stand.

Standing aside, Zhuang Zhuang looked coldly at the half-grown children, and clenched his fists by his side tightly again.

　Thank you [Manman Tutu] for your tip yesterday, okay?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)