In the living room of the beautiful house, everyone else was sitting on the sofa with their heads down, and only Minglan was "speaking". She was indignant at her grandmother and said generously: "Mom, how can you pick up the phone and keep it for yourself?" Children know that when they pick up someone else's things, they want to return them to their original owners. Mom, why are you so greedy when you're old? Now how important a mobile phone is to a person, that person must be in a hurry to die if he loses his phone, mom ......"

Minglan scolded her grandmother so much that she began to doubt who was the mother and who was the daughter between her and Minglan . Grandma flattened her mouth and complained aggrievedly: "My son is reluctant to scold like this when he makes a mistake, and his mother just yells like this......" Grandma looked afraid of Minglan and didn't dare to say it out loud, so she could only put it in her mouth and mumble quietly.

Tomorrow I am not afraid of a big deal when I see the excitement, so I hold my grandmother's hand on the side to strengthen her courage, and instigate me: "Mom, you have to be brave enough to express your dissatisfaction, let the eldest sister know, you say it in your mouth like this, the eldest sister can't hear it......" Before he finished speaking, he was stabbed by his grandmother with his elbow, and tomorrow he pretended to be in pain, "ouch", which provoked his grandmother to beat him for a while.

Minglan looked at Grandma and Tomorrow dissatisfied, Lang and Xiaoqi pulled tomorrow's clothes, and reminded in a low voice: "Uncle, don't make trouble." Langhua pressed her grandmother's hand and reminded her: "Grandma, don't make any noise, my mother is angry." Grandma and Tomorrow hurriedly sat upright, but after their trouble, Minglan had forgotten where she had scolded.

She kept her face calm and didn't speak, but her face was full of "Where did I just scold", and everyone could see it.

"Mom, you said that person must have died if he lost his phone." Xiao Langhua couldn't help but shrug her shoulders and smile as she spoke, and everyone was busy agreeing, yes, yes, that's it.

Minglan felt that her face was dull for a while, so she could only sneer and say, "That, our first task is to return the phone to others." ”

Who owns this phone?

It was really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and no one could have imagined that the owner of the mobile phone was Mr. Huang.

Teacher Huang brought a lot of fruits to thank her, grandma felt embarrassed and had already hidden, Minglan handed the phone back to Teacher Huang and said a lot of apologies.

Mr. Huang opened the photo album on his mobile phone, flipped out a photo and handed it to everyone, on which Xiao Langhua was burying his head in tearing paper. Teacher Huang hugged Xiao Langhua and praised Minglan with a smile: "Xiao Langhua tears the paper very well." ”

was praised by the teacher, Xiao Langhua proudly raised her chin, Minglan felt embarrassed, when did "tearing paper" become a talent? On Children's Day, children either sang or danced on stage, and Xiao Langhua performed "tearing paper" on stage......

Teacher Huang said: "This is very difficult, to tear along the line, is to cultivate hands-on ability, need two hands to coordinate, one hand on the line, the other hand along the line tearing, tearing paper This action seems very simple, but many children are easy to tear the whole piece of paper to operate, need to tear along the line little by little, or more test children, Xiao Langhua's fine motor development is good, including her small class at that time has been able to button ......"

Teacher Huang praised the little waves and talked endlessly, Minglan was ashamed, thinking that Teacher Huang was really professional, and her mother was really incompetent.

On the side, my brother-in-law sat on the sofa, staring at Mr. Huang for a moment, and said in his heart: Mr. Huang's serious nonsense is really cute!