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Tang's mother looked at Tang's father who couldn't afford to lose, shook her head and laughed.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Tang Yan back, but put it down again.

My baby girl is happy now, I can't say that this kind of going back to her mother's house worries her, let's talk about it later!

Chapter 547 Why Did Fatty Suddenly Become Smarter?

Although the [-]th National Day Song Concert ended, it had a profound impact on the outside world.

The most memorable thing about the song "Country" is not Han Changsheng's clear and magnetic singing voice, but the sign language that everyone typed collectively.

Vision is the most complex sensory system in the human body, so the memory effect is much greater than other sensory systems.

People will forget the melody of the country song in a few days and a few months later, but the sign language memory of the country and family will last for several years, ten years, or even decades.

And the seven sisters Yang Mi, who debuted at the National Day Song Contest, used the song "My Motherland and Me" as the finale song, singing the great river north and south of the motherland.

With such a perfect effect, the titles of little flowers on their heads began to decrease.

More and more media articles refer to them as "new generation female singers"

, and praised "My Motherland and Me" for three days without end.

The song did indeed achieve media acclaim.

In the early morning of the second day after it was sung, all the audio-visual stores around the country, including those that used singing to attract business, all played this song.

Passers-by in the streets and alleys didn't find the sound harsh, but hummed along, with a sense of pride on their faces.

As a citizen of the Ming Empire, they will complain about the black, white and gray of the country, but that is because they love this country deeply.

Love the mountains and rivers of the motherland, love the rivers of the motherland, love the land of the motherland, love the sky of the motherland, love everything in the motherland!... "My motherland and I cannot be separated for a moment.

Wherever I go, there is a song of praise."

Dili Reba hummed a song that she had practiced thousands of times, and happily ran into the study on the first floor.

She directly hugged Han Changsheng's neck and kissed him, then looked at him so pitifully, her big eyes whistling about her cuteness.

Han Changsheng put down the paper and pen in his pocket, and scratched Pang Di's little nose helplessly, "Just talk about it if you have something to do, don't use this wordless coquettish way to deal with me."

"whee."

Fat Di grinned, sat directly in Han Changsheng's arms, hugged him coquettishly and said, "Master, how did you say we did yesterday?"

"It's very good. You played your usual strength and you sang really well."

"Then can you give us some rewards?"

Han Changsheng smiled and said, "You have to say it first, then I will know if it can be done."

It seems that this little girl came here to act like a spoiled child...for her reward.

Fat Dixi smiled, "The day after tomorrow is... the Mid-Autumn Festival, but the eight of us have to spend it at home, so can we make some mooncakes in advance and post them back to our home, so that my parents can taste our wishes?"

Han Changsheng: "Yes, but how much do you have to do..."

Fatty snapped his fingers and said: "Every ten yuan and ten now means perfection."

Han Changsheng shook his head and laughed, "If you want perfection, why don't you post one hundred yuan to your family? There are so many relatives in your family, ten yuan and ten yuan is not enough for a family to share."

"Then listen to the master. We each need one hundred yuan, which is seven hundred yuan, plus two yuan per person in our family, 71 yuan."

Fat Di quickly calculated the number of mooncakes needed, and she didn't see her confusion at all.

"..."

When Han Changsheng heard about Fatty, he really wanted to give him a slap in the face.

He was so busy teasing Fatty that he forgot that there were seven qiyas in his family, so he came up with such a huge number.

The oven at home is quite big, and it can only bake 50 mooncakes at a time.

He needs to bake 7 mooncakes 15 times.

Fat Di grabbed Han Changsheng's hand that was about to be given to him, and pulled him out, "Master, let's make mooncakes now, if it's late, we won't have time."

Han Changsheng: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Fatty: "Of course I'm in a hurry. Doesn't the courier take time on the road? Now hurry up and do it well, and it will be delivered before 5:[-] pm.

The night after tomorrow, my parents will be able to eat the mooncakes we made by ourselves."

Hmm, why did Fatty suddenly become smarter? Han Changsheng looked at Fatty suspiciously, and thought to himself: something is wrong.

This little girl has been in a daze all day long, and she has to break her fingers for addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

But now I can do quick oral calculations, and even know the delivery time in such detail.

If there are no ghosts here, he wouldn’t believe it even if he was killed! Thinking of this, Han Changsheng suddenly praised: “Pang Di, you have a pretty good memory, your elder sister and the others have memorized everything they taught you.”

"Of course, I'm the smartest..."

Fat Di subconsciously acted arrogantly, then quickly shook his head, and resolutely vetoed: "Eldest sister didn't teach me."

"Who Taught You That"

"Six... Master, you lied to me!"