Yang Yuehe didn't want to go to town with a sore back like last time.

Last time, my body was not very comfortable, and I had to go through the bumps on the ox cart, which was sour...... That's a lot of energy!

Whatever Yang Yuehe says this time, she must not be connived at!

Xu Donglin couldn't help but sigh when he looked at my own daughter-in-law's unquestionable refusal, and gently pinched her cheek.

"Moon Lotus ......"

Yang Yuehe listened to the voice and looked at the eyes...... I really feel that the whole person is not good.

"No just no way!" She turned her head and refused to look into the man's eyes.

Xu Donglin is the leading actor, and this charm is really unstoppable.

But please ask the actor to continue to maintain a certain amount of coldness, otherwise this kind of thing is really unbearable.

Yang Yuehe can't help it, anyway, this time she must not be soft-hearted.

She's going to town tomorrow with Shi Bao, and she's going to be in the best shape of her body.

Xu Donglin let out a sigh.

"Okay...... Then wait until you come back......"

"I'll talk about it when I get back!"

Yang Yuehe hurriedly "escaped" from the kitchen after saying this, and if she stayed any longer, she would not be able to compromise if she was soft-hearted.

"Mom, Shi Bao writes a lot of words~"

Shi Bao saw Yang Yuehe come out and hurriedly raised the notebook in his hand, with pride and a little show off in his eyes.

Of course, the main thing is to ask for compliments.

Yang Yuehe patted her face to calm herself.

"Mom's face is so red, isn't it hot?" Shi Bao asked glutinously.

Yang Yuehe hurriedly pretended to wipe her sweat and said, "Yes, yes, my mother is afraid of heat." Come, let my mother see the handwriting written by Shi Bao......"

Fortunately, Shi Bao is sometimes not a child who likes to break the casserole too much and ask to the end, otherwise Yang Yuehe would really be in trouble.

"Well, Shi Bao's handwriting is so good, none of it is wrong!" Yang Yuehe's eyes were full of praise.

Yang Yuehe bought a book of Tang poetry in the town before, and now she uses this to let Shi Bao contact and write, and occasionally memorize poems.

Now Shi Bao is copying "Compassion for Nong".

Shi Bao is only three years old, his hands are not strong, he is not so powerful when he holds the pen, and the words copied are large and small, but he has not copied a word wrong.

In fact, now Yang Yuehe just wants to cultivate Shi Bao's interest in writing first, but he didn't expect Shi Bao to really have some talent.

The most important thing is that he doesn't hate writing at all, and he is very serious every time.

"My mother taught you last time, and Shi Bao copied it again today, so now my mother will check it, okay?" Yang Yuehe asked with a smile, "Can Shi Bao recite this song "Compassion for Nong" to his mother, remember as much as he remembers, don't be afraid!" ”

Shi Bao pursed his lips, as if he was a little nervous.

"Don't be afraid, mom will give Shi Bao first," Yang Yuehe smiled and touched the child's head, "hoe He......"

"Hoe the day and afternoon, sweat drops into the soil, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate, the grains are hard!"

Shi Bao recited the entire poem word for word after Yang Yuehe said "hoe he".

Yang Yuehe was stunned for a moment when she heard it.

She only taught Shi Bao this poem yesterday, and only taught him to memorize it twice, although Shi Bao copied it again today, but in fact, he didn't know how to read at all, and he didn't know what he was copying now, but he actually memorized the whole poem completely!

It's really talented, and I really don't have a memory.

Yang Yuehe couldn't help but kiss Shi Bao's face twice.

"That's right! Our Shi Bao is so amazing, Mom is so happy! ”

Shi Bao's eyes, who were encouraged by his mother, shone the brightest.

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