This is because Tian Guifei didn't want to interrupt Dewazi's writing. After all, children are the cutest nowadays. Cute on the outside is just superficial cuteness. Cuteness with soul and fun is the real cuteness.

When a little doll is willing to write and show off, this is when he works very hard. At this time, no matter how difficult and dangerous he encountered, as an elder, he was silently supported and encouraged. Instead of splitting the head and covering the face. It's not even pouring cold water.

Although it is said that Sweet Concubine and Dewazi had no fate in their previous lives, they are halfway mothers and sons in this life. It's better to cooperate. Although Qin Ju did not speak. But it's still a pair of glasses, and you don't care, and you're going to stride into another room opposite, and slam the door shut. Just a stone's throw away. In his house, I listened to the rumble of the door closing.

It's really stubborn. When his mother whipped him just now, he didn't cry much at all. Could it be Qin Xiaolin, the daughter of the second sister-in-law? has been a drama since he was a child. It's so good at acting. On the contrary, the sister-in-law is quite stubborn. Tian Guifei muttered softly in her mouth.

Mother-in-law is suitable and talented. They are all over half a hundred years old. In fact, it can't suppress the fire. Discuss. It may be that the two of them are chasing them, and later, the old lady He Shi, sighed as if she was a ten-year-old. It doesn't look old-fashioned at all. It's exactly like a spoonful of chili peppers. The temper tantrum is coming. When a summer lady floats past you, you can feel a sense of calmness with poetry and books. You will be deeply impressed by the elegance she exudes.

But.

When Sweet Concubine was in her previous life, I am sorry that this was not the case. There is no graceful and noble temperament in her. The whole person is like a gold powder girl who is unbearable.

Although she has fair skin, willow leaves frowning, black eyes, full heaven, and a round pavilion, she has a golden hairpin on her head and a green waist on her waist. The pearl is handed over to the jade body, and the wood is difficult among the corals. Luo Yi is fluttering, and the light coat is far away with the wind. Gu Pan left the brilliance, and the long howl was like an orchid, and he was a living beauty embryo.

But.

Others don't feel a trace of solemnity from her. The overall impression on others is just two words:

Kitschy.

The past life is the past life, and this life is the present life.

In a past life. Although Sweet Concubine lives in the court, she sometimes lives through the barometer of her mood. It has also brought too much suffering to others. She's a living devil who kills people without seeing blood. In a past life. She's a demon.

But now in the context of the variables. She also seems to be the good factor in her body, and she is releasing little by little.

It's not.

In her previous life, she had three wrong views. Now I'm starting to talk bitterly. Taught his son Dewazi.

Sure enough, it was.

Man is a product of his environment.

When a person is in a different position, the content of his thinking changes radically.

In her previous life, Concubine Tian was selfish. She treats other people's things. It always feels like it's none of my business, hanging high. Let a sleeping dog lie. She will not be moved by herself for the sake of other people's affairs.

But now it's different. At least nominitically. Sweet Concubine is still the wife of Dewazi.

It's like an illiterate person suddenly standing on a three-foot podium. At least for now, he's still a private school teacher. Then this represents a sacredness, a responsibility, and an obligation.

At least now, for Dewazi, Sweet Concubine has an educational obligation and guidance responsibility for him. This is worthy of the title of "mother".

"Mother, do you remember? You've taught me before. I'll write your name again. You used to laugh at me. Say my handwriting is not good. It's like an earthworm rolling in bed, hungry. I've been practicing calligraphy all this time. ””

In order to continue in front of the old lady, have a good impression. Deva stumbled and ran under the stove inside. When he came out, his face was covered with a layer of ash. It was a layer of white ash left behind after the wood had been completely burned. Of course, the forehead is dark. That's the mark of charcoal.

The chubby Deva stretched out, fleshy hands. Dirty hands underneath. It was a piece of charcoal that he clasped tightly. This charcoal is burned after the fire. Then it went out.

But the charcoal was not burned sufficiently. Farmers often take out the relatively large pieces of wood in the fire that burn more fully in the process of cooking.

Then, put them together in a porcelain jar. Then stuff the lid on top of the porcelain jar. When the fire inside is extinguished, this is charcoal. Charcoal can be very useful.

Sometimes if it's a farmer's family, it's very busy. It is not particularly convenient to boil water to cook rice, and it is time to wait. At this time, you only need to take out two handfuls of pine needles. Then the pine needles were set on fire. Put the charcoal in pieces. Put a small handful on it first, it is flammable. Then put a large piece of charcoal on it and touch it to ignite. And then there was a raging fire!

Charcoal does much more than that. Not only does it devoid it, but it can be burned after storage. This charcoal is for the cold people of the world. It's also a time for them to learn. A great way to write. It is a natural pen and ink.

Sometimes it's okay to write on the ground with this charcoal. Although after I have written it, the ground will be dark.

However, after a while, something that is dark and swarthy will gradually degenerate. In the end, it didn't make much of a difference.

Devazi just ran under the stove. He was lying on the ground, hunched over, half of his head crawling under the stove like a cat and mouse.

A small hand is in it. Then I want to get the wood ash burned under the stove. Pull out the charcoal that is not completely burned. Because he wanted to write a few words in front of his mother.

As the saying goes, it is the long-cherished wish of all parents in the world to hope that their son will become a dragon and their daughter will become a phoenix. There is no exception to this.

After watching Dewazi, during this time, my mother's head was burned. Usually she doesn't care much about him as a son.

Today, the sun came out in the west, and he said so many things to him so kindly. It seems that the old lady's physical condition is getting better and better.

Deva is a clever ghost. He knew that if he was in a good mood, maybe the process of his mother's recovery would be faster and faster. So the easiest way he used was to write to make his mother happy.

In fact, Deva also knows. There are many ways to make the old lady happy.

However, after all, he is small and has few methods. There are some things that are more than enough but not enough. For example, it's a good dish to cook on a table. It's sure to make the old lady happy.