Lying Win: My villains are all reborn

Jia Sheng wanted to explain, but didn't know how to start.

Wen Nian smiled when he saw this: "Forget it, it's time for you to have fun at your age."

"Brother, we have guests at home today."

At this time, Jiaxin ran over and surrounded her brother, chattering about what happened when he was not at home today.

"Really? What kind of guest is this?"

Jia Sheng remembered that except for that family, he didn't have many guests at home.

"Just one uncle and one aunt."

Jiaxin said childishly, "Auntie is so pretty, and the clothes she wears are also very pretty, just like mom."

Jiasheng didn't understand what his sister said and looked at his mother inquiringly: "Mom?"

"He's a teacher from the magazine. It's normal if you don't know him."

Wen Nian responded softly, "It's not common, so don't take it to heart."

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"Brother, how's it going? Did it go well?"

That night, seeing her mother engrossed in writing an article in her room, Jiaxin ran to her brother's room and asked in a low voice with the door ajar.

Jiaqing said nothing, but his hopeful eyes betrayed his mood at this time.

Facing his younger brothers and sisters, Jiasheng didn't hide anything: "Don't worry, my brother is going to take action. Is there anything that can't be done?"

"How much can you make this time?"

Jiaqing stood up from the bed and asked excitedly, "When I make money, I will buy a car for my mother so that she will not have to squeeze into the public buses every time she goes into the city."

"What are you so anxious about?"

Jiaxin poked her brother's forehead lightly with her little hand, "We don't have much capital now, how can we make money to buy a car so quickly?"

"Even if you make money, you won't be able to buy a car so easily."

Jiasheng took over what his sister said, "Are you really that good at buying a car?"

"But this time, we have the start-up capital."

The eight-year-old child had a confident smile on his face, "Don't worry, my mother will be here in this life, and my brother will not let you live the hard life of the past no matter what."

"Brother, I can also help."

Jiaxin was unhappy, "You are not the only one who has survived."

"Yes, I can help too."

Jiaqing was not convinced either, "Don't forget, even though I was younger than you in my previous life, I was still helpful."

"Yes, yes, my brother said something wrong."

When Jia Sheng heard his younger brother and sister's words, he smiled fondly and said, "In this life, the three of us will work together to build a comfortable home for my mother."

"Uh-huh."

Jiaxin and Jiaqing nodded at the same time, "Mom likes writing. We are going to prepare a big study room for her. All the articles written by her will be stored in the study room."

While saying this, Jiaxin also cautiously peeked through the crack in the door into another room.

My mother is still working hard at her desk.

Seeing her focused look, the three children couldn't help but feel honored secretly.

It turns out that their mother is so powerful that she can write articles that are rare even for magazines.

"Brother, when did you think mom became so powerful?"

After an unknown amount of time, Jiaqing's voice broke the silence in the room, "That family probably won't let mom go to school, right?"

"I heard Uncle Mangzi say this."

Jiaxin whispered, "When my mother was a child, they could get work points when they went to school, so..."

"That's why that family asked mom to study."

Jia Sheng sneered, "That family is really... However, we have to thank them for taking this small advantage and giving my mother the opportunity to learn culture."

"Uh-huh."

The younger siblings nodded in unison.

"What are you doing?"

Wen Nian hadn't heard the children playing for a long time, so he couldn't help but look over and saw three little heads scratching the door frame, muttering something unknown.

She put down her pen, stood up and came out of the room...