Chapter 129: Words Are Like People

After returning from Yushan, Zhao Youqian remembered that it was time to collect the potatoes in Huangzhuang.

"Siyuan, will we go to harvest potatoes tomorrow?" Zhao Youqian asked Sun Siyuan. Sun Siyuan thought about it, there is no mechanical ploughing here, it must be ploughing the ground by oxen, or directly ploughing the ground with a shovel or shovel, plus the sun is now in July, it is very hard!

"Don't go, I'll take care of my son at home, you go!" She looked at Zhao Youqian with a natural expression.

What about taking care of my son......

Zhao Youqian was afraid that she would be bored on Sunday, so he asked so casually, and he didn't expect her to contribute, and when he heard Sun Siyuan say this, he didn't speak again. It was Sun Siyuan herself, who saw that Zhao Youqian didn't talk, but self-examined there: Am I too lazy? Isn't it?

Blake has food and drink, and can play around his tail for a day, without Sun Siyuan taking care of her, she stays in the yard where Jiang's sister-in-law lives on Sundays and plays with her godson.

The baby is now more than a month old, and his little face is completely open, white and tender, no longer the "clown baby" that Sun Siyuan praised against his will, with big eyes and bright porphyry, and sometimes unconsciously hooking the corners of his mouth, as if he was laughing.

"My son is so smart, he can laugh!" Holding the baby carefully in her arms, Sun Siyuan encouraged her godson. The little baby seemed to respond to her, and the corners of his mouth were hooked again.

"Baby is so cute!" Sun Siyuan also smiled.

Babies who are more than a month old already have the ability to perceive the world, and they will spend a lot of their time crying to express their emotions and cry when they are hungry. I cried when I urinated, I cried when I was cold or hot, and I cried when I wanted to sleep. When you wake up, you have to cry......

If you don't have anything, you can still cry twice and practice your pronunciation......

But laughter is not about having a happy encounter, it's just about their unconscious facial muscle activity. It is this occasional muscle activity that can be called a mother's heart blooming, and she feels that the child is smart, lively and cute.

"Sister-in-law Jiang. If you're fine, tease our son, and it won't be long before he learns to laugh. Talk to him a lot. Maybe you can even raise a child prodigy! "Sun Siyuan heard that some talented babies can jump out when they are three months old! Although the words are all illogical, the baby himself does not know the meaning. But learn to speak. Don't you just have to say more?

Talking to your baby can also stimulate your baby's brain development!

"Hmm." Sister-in-law Jiang responded with a smile.

She once didn't understand why Sun Siyuan would recognize her child as her godson, and later knew that Sun Siyuan couldn't give birth, she vaguely guessed something, but Sun Siyuan didn't say it, and she didn't mention it.

"By the way, did you choose a name for the baby?" Sun Siyuan asked Sister-in-law Jiang.

The name of the people of Xinxi is the name. They generally don't know how to pick up words, and newborns only need to give a nickname to the household department before they are one year old. After the age of one, the name must be officially established. The nicknames of many family newspapers are meaningless titles such as "Zhou Jiabao", "Zhu Baobao", and "Hu Erwa", like the baby in Sun Siyuan's arms, which is the "Jiang Dawa" of the newspaper.

There is no way, it is the housekeeper Zhuang who does this, he just said it casually, and he didn't ask Brother Jiang and his wife.

"Your brother Jiang said, it's called 'Xiu Rui'." Sister-in-law Jiang replied to her.

Sun Siyuan read it again: Jiang Xiurui, I don't know which Xiurui it is, anyway, it sounds like a crepe.

"I still like to call babies babies." Sun Siyuan smiled at Sister-in-law Jiang, and lowered her head again: "Does my son like it too?" ”

The baby's eyes widened and he babbled a few times, but he didn't know whether he liked it or not.

As expected by everyone in the Chinese class, in class on Monday, Sun Siyuan really took out his old friend's whiteboard: "That, let's take a quiz, I'll see everyone's preview." ”

"Humph!" Everyone snorted coldly in their hearts, especially Miao Hanhang, who fought at night this weekend, just to find a place today!

After everyone finished the test papers and exchanged corrections with each other, looking at the score, Sun Siyuan was directly dumbfounded, all full marks!

If you have money, come and see Xueba!

This...... You have all scored full marks in self-study, what is the use of Mr. Sun?

"Teacher Sun, let's comment on everyone's test papers." Squad leader Ge Weihua spoke.

It's all full marks for the papers, what do I comment? The corners of Sun Siyuan's mouth were crooked.

After a few glances, Sun Siyuan finally thought of a rhetoric.

"The class leader's handwriting is very beautiful, and Xiao Ji and Jiang are also writing well; Li Xiaohua, next time, keep the roll neat and tidy, don't drip ink on the roll and make a mess! Classmate Zhou, your word is a bit ugly, go back and practice more, why doesn't the phrase 'words are like their people' apply to you here? Sun Siyuan shook her head.

Zhou Mimi was disgusted with the ugliness of the handwriting, so she was naturally a little embarrassed, and choked up: "It's applicable to Teacher Sun." ”

Sun Siyuan's words are also very ugly, and the implication is ......

Zhou Mimi, I remember you! Sun Siyuan gritted her teeth, look at these elementary school students who don't respect teachers, they are snickering, she heard the voice!

Let's talk about laughing and putting aside, this is all a full score, according to the usual practice, it should be rewarded, and it has to be a full reward.

"A good student must develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and laboriously in an all-round way, or will I take everyone to experience life and harvest potatoes?" Sun Siyuan looked at everyone expectantly, Zhao Youqian said that the potatoes in Huangzhuang were not finished......

More than a dozen elementary school students sat upright, and no one answered.

Oops, what an embarrassment! Sun Siyuan scratched her head, squatted under the podium, and took out a stack of books.

"Okay, okay, just kidding...... Now, since everyone has done so well in the exam, there must be a reward, dangdangdang - the famous children's literature "One Thousand and One Nights", non-phonetic version, one copy per person! ”

After sending the reward down, Sun Siyuan took everyone to go through the fifth volume of the book, and directly distributed the sixth volume of the book in the afternoon.

Anyway, everyone has already mastered the fifth volume, so don't waste time......

After seven or eight acres of potatoes were harvested, the yield even shocked the housekeeper of the village: the yield per mu was four thousand catties!

These days are busy, they don't go back to Zhao's mansion at noon, they cook here in Huangzhuang, naturally they eat potatoes, steamed, boiled, fried, can do everything, cut into pieces, slices and shreds, can make side dishes, can also be hungry as steamed buns.

The first bite was really weird, and it was so undelicious that I almost didn't spit it out, and everyone was embarrassed in front of Zhao Youqian. After eating it for a few days, Zhao Youqian made a dish of sour and hot shredded potatoes, and as soon as he put it on the table, he first pulled half of it into his bowl - no matter what the master and servant are respectful and humble, it is the real thing to eat the delicious food in the stomach!

Zhao has money and doesn't care, others don't dare to care, in the past few days, Steward Zhuang has added a circle of meat to his face. He said that he was tired and tired of harvesting crops here, who would believe it! (To be continued.) )