The Age of Rebirth: The Stepmother of the Sick Beauty Just Wants to Salt Fish

Chapter 92 Eye cues

Well, it was said that it was calligraphy practice, but in fact it was little Shota Mingrui who was practicing calligraphy, while the twins were learning to hold a pen and write the numbers "1 and 2". This was an arrangement made by Jiang Li after consulting the three little ones.

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As for Jiang Li, after finishing the housework, he sat on the rattan rocking chair beside him with a book in his hand and read through it.

The rattan rocking chair is also produced by the system mall.

Time passes by, and the atmosphere in the living room is peaceful and warm.

Listening to the sound of writing and turning of pages in her ears from time to time, the cute baby Weiwei's eyes rolled, and then she quietly poked Minghan's arm with the pencil in her hand.

"..."

Minghan, the milk bun, raised his head and looked at his sister.

He was writing the number "1" seriously. Why did his sister poke him?

Cute baby Weiwei saw her second brother Minghan's confused face and couldn't help but glared: "Second brother is stupid, hurry up and make trouble, don't look at me!"

After receiving the hint from his sister's eyes, Minghan glanced in the direction of Jiang Li, and then he nodded his head lightly towards his sister.

But there was obviously some reluctance in his eyes.

But Nai Baozi Minghan had to do what his sister asked him to do. He knew that his sister was not like his mother. She really just wanted to test whether her mother really loved their brother and sister.

Therefore, he should listen to his sister.

Even if he knows that his mother is not a bad woman and that she is sincerely good to him and his brothers and sisters, now he can only listen to his sister's arrangements, otherwise, his sister will definitely call him "Smelly Hanhan" when she is unhappy.

He hates being called that by his sister. He is the older brother, so his sister has to call him "Second Brother"!

Although it is still the hot summer season recently, the weather is hot and dry, making it difficult to calm down, but the temperature at eight or nine o'clock in the morning is still quite cool.

And the door of the living room is wide open, and the wind blows in, making it more cool and comfortable.

Jiang Li was very focused on reading at the moment, but she still didn't forget to glance at the three little cubs.

I saw three dumplings sitting in front of the mahogany square table. However, among them, Ruirui was writing seriously, but Weiwei was staring at the door of the living room without knowing what she was looking at.

The corners of his lips were slightly curved, but there was nothing strange about Jiang Li's beautiful face.

Turning her eyes, she looked at Hanhan, the milk dumpling, and found that the dog had a bitter look on its face and was holding a pencil to write the number "1" on the paper.

Yes, Jiang Li could see clearly.

At this moment, she was laughing and feeling helpless at the same time. If she hadn't seen the little guy writing with her own eyes, just based on his strength, she would have doubted that this little cutie was carving words there.

Well, there should be some mischief involved.

After coughing twice, Jiang Li put away the smile on his lips and said softly: "Whether you are writing or counting, you don't need to use too much force."

The three cubs were all stunned for a moment. Then, baby Mingrui and cute baby Weiwei returned to normal, but Minghan, the milk bun, was still stunned.

Jiang Li: "Hanhan."

Naibaozi Minghan: "..."

The two women's eyes met, and Jiang Li's eyes were clear and gentle, and she said: "You can use less force on the hand holding the pen, so that you can still write the numbers well."

After getting up, she came behind Nai Baozi, squatted down, held the child's hand holding the pen, wrote two "1" and two "2" in the notebook, and then said:

"Look, it's easy to write in this way and the numbers look good. Look at what you wrote before. This paper and the paper below will be penetrated by your pen."

Jiang Li pointed at the line of numbers "1" and "2" written on the front of the milk buns. Jiang Li turned the paper over again and pointed to the location where the "1" and "2" on the previous piece of paper were punctured: "

Look, is it punctured by the two lines you wrote?"

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