"I want to paint, my brother won't let me!" Very good, someone is in charge, Lin Xiaoxiao hurried up to complain, plus a handful of hugs on the piece of chocolate - this kind of chocolate has not been eaten much since elementary school, and then it has become extinct, and now there is a chance to naturally make up for it.

"Really? Let's go to Grandma Tang's house to paint? Good no good? When Grandma Tang heard this, she hurriedly abducted.

"Sister, I, want sister, wow-" Lin Xiaoxiao was about to go to Grandma Tang's house for a sightseeing tour in accordance with the public opinion, but Sun Ming howled again in the back.

Get...... It seems that she is about to become a full-time nanny for this kid......

Lin Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, pouted and turned her head and roared: "Don't cry!" ”

Unexpectedly, Grandma Lin couldn't coax this loud-voiced kid just now, and she actually smoked under Lin Xiaoxiao's order, and didn't dare to cry anymore.

"I'm going to paint, not to mess around, you know?" The little adult pointed at Sun Ming and ordered.

Nod, nod.

"Playing with blocks by yourself, you know?"

Nod, nod.

A room full of adults were stunned, God, such a powerful little girl? Can you control your younger brother at such a big age? That's amazing!

"Yo, I still have to say that I grew up together since I was a child, and I obviously listened to my sister so much!" Aunt Song smashed her mouth, shook her head and sighed.

"Still smile and be sensible." As she spoke, Grandma Tang's "horn" sounded on Lin Xiaoxiao's little face.

The two neighbors who were visiting the door and watching the excitement went back, and Grandma Lin was relieved to see that the two little ones were really not making trouble, and said to Lin Xiaoxiao: "Take care of my brother, don't let him fall, play by himself, I'll sleep first, you know?" ”

Seeing Lin Xiaoxiao nodding, Grandma Lin fell into bed and took a nap, completely forgetting that Lin Xiaoxiao was the same as Sun Ming, but she was also a two-year-old child......

Continuing to describe the small poems on the 300 Tang poems, Sun Ming sat beside Lin Xiaoxiao curiously, tilted his head and asked, "Sister, what is this?" ”

"It's a pen."

"What about this?"

"Newspapers."

"Where's this?"

"Books."

……

Lin Xiaoxiao doesn't bother him, he must answer any questions, she is a person in two lives, she is this good temper that has never changed, and it is also the most worthy of her complacency.

"Sister, I write too!"

Turning his head to look at the little Sun Ming, who was full of anticipation, Lin Xiao was silent for a while, took a pen, and gave him a blank piece of paper. I also took out a piece of blank paper that I was reluctant to use, and taught him one stroke at a time on it.

"One Horizontal - This is a ......"

Repeating the trick that Dad Lin had played last night, Lin Xiaoxiao now turned around and became a little teacher, teaching him Sun Ming's little meat hand word by word.

However, she obviously misestimated the love of children at this age for learning, and in less than ten minutes, the nap doze came, and Sun Mingxiao fell asleep after dyeing half of the white paper.

Lin Xiaoxiao dragged Sun Ming to his grandmother's side helplessly, and then sat back at the table.

Seeing that half of the white paper that he hadn't been willing to use all morning was actually made with a bunch of saliva, Lin Xiaoxiao pinched a corner, and thought viciously in his heart - meow, dry it, and then use it for him when the kid wakes up!

Putting away the blank paper with only a few words written on it, Lin Xiaoxiao threw herself back on the pile of newspapers.

This thing is a waste product anyway, and it's not worth much, so it's better to keep the blank paper for later......

When his hands were sore, he lay down to read, and when he had rested enough, he sat up again and continued to write. It was almost four o'clock, and when Grandma Lin got up to cook, Lin Xiaoxiao spread out a newspaper that was full of today, and then used a pencil to draw a picture randomly selected from the three hundred Tang poems.

A large newspaper, she only filled half of it all day. One is because she writes seriously and slowly, and every stroke is written in accordance with the requirements of hard pen calligraphy, and every stroke has a start and a catch. Another reason is that her hands still have little strength, and she has to rest for a while to write a few words.

Then he asked Grandma Lin to carry herself to the ground, and then ran to the inner room, and stood in a posture similar to a military posture against the partition between the two rooms in the middle.

It wasn't until about half an hour later that Sun Ming woke up and got up to look for his sister.

In the evening, Lin's father and Lin's mother went home, and I heard that Sun Ming had no opinion on temporarily storing it at his house, such a big little guy didn't take up space and didn't make trouble (when Lin Xiaoxiao played with him), so the two agreed very happily.

"When I went to work today, I told my colleagues that we smiled and took the initiative to learn to read and write, but they still didn't believe it." Mother Lin's face was proud, which made Lin Xiaoxiao vigilant.

She doesn't like to be too good, too good will give others too high expectations, if she fails to meet their expectations in the future, then the disappointment of the people around her will weigh on her head.

These are all experienced in previous lives.

Because they are smart, at the beginning of some things, their parents always have high expectations, but when they fail to achieve their final goal, their disappointed appearance makes Lin Xiaoxiao feel very uncomfortable.

In addition, she doesn't want to show how smart and special she is, she just wants to enjoy her life peacefully, just need to live a little better than her previous life.

So, in this case, it would be better to keep a low profile after school, right?

Although it was still very early to go to school, Lin Xiaoxiao still decided that it would be better to plan the future days in advance.

After Dad Lin had dinner, he hugged Sun Ming and Lin Xiaoxiao to the room inside, and then excitedly lifted up the three hundred Tang poems that had been turned over by Lin Xiaoxiao all day.

"Huh? Has anyone turned this book over today? Why is it so flat? Dad Lin glanced at the book that had been pressed flat from the middle in confusion, and muttered quietly.

Lin Xiaoxiao lowered her head with sweating profusely, not daring to look at Lin's father. If he knew that he was either using this book to "practice calligraphy" or studying Tang poetry all day today, then Dad Lin wouldn't be stupid?

Fortunately, Daddy Lin thought that Grandma Lin had seen it, although this old lady didn't know many words, but she could barely see things. Thinking of this, Dad Lin continued to work as a teacher, and after throwing the two little ones on the bed and letting them sit down, he taught one at night on the first day to two at a night.

Pulling out a song that Lin Xiaoxiao didn't memorize yesterday, Lin's father read it word by word, and Lin Xiaoxiao had to read it along with Sun Mingxiao, who couldn't figure out the situation.

After a while, when Lin Xiaoxiao pretended to be wrong for the fourth time, Sun Ming was still inarticulate and repeated half sentences and half sentences.

At this time, Lin Xiaoxiao instantly realized the difference between herself and normal children......

Even if my father always said that he was smarter than Ming Ming when he was a child, he shouldn't be too smart, but in this life......

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoxiao made up her mind for the first time since she was reborn and prepared to go to the door.

Turn what? Communicate with the other children at the door! Study what level other children of the same age are now, can't be too special, special enough to make Dad Lin and Mom Lin think that there is a prodigy in the family, right?!

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoxiao resolutely refused to memorize it, and asked for a piece of paper, sat next to Lin's father, clenched his fists and scribbled on it.

Dad Lin had no choice but to shift all his interest to teaching Sun Ming to memorize poems, listening to Sun Ming muttering "hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, I'm hungry ......" around him, Lin Xiaoxiao was almost out of breath laughing.

Early the next morning, because her grandson also came to live at home, and the sun was shining outside in the morning, it was not too cold, so Grandma Lin took two small ones and took a small bench to sit in the alley.

If it were Lin Xiaoxiao yesterday, she would definitely rather write at home all day than come out to bask in the sun.

But now, in order to get close to the level of ordinary people, she has to deign to change her position.

In the same courtyard, Grandma Li took the four-and-a-half-year-old Li Ling and the one-and-a-half-year-old Li Shuchu to sit in the alley, and then in the two courtyards in front of them, there were two girls who were more than three years old and Xiaolin smiled and smiled; and the three-and-a-half-year-old girl in the back yard, and then a girl of the same age as Lin Xiaoxiao in the back, and a one-year-old and a girl of the same age in a row of small second floors on the other side of the alley all came out.

This group of children are all led by grandmothers and grandmothers at the head of the family, and after a closer look, Lin Xiaoxiao is embarrassed - although there are more men than women in this generation in general. But how is this alley where they live is yin and yang?

Now that I counted, there were only two boys, and one of them did not have a home here, and the other would move out in the near future.

Lin Xiaoxiao remembered that after the peak of plucking children passed, most of the babies in the alleys behind were boys.

Sitting on his own small stool, Lin Xiaoxiao hid in the dark and secretly observed.

As soon as this group of adults saw so many children, they simply got together, and the old ladies chatted with each other, watching the children by the way.

This is so convenient for Lin Xiaoxiao, the Lin family lives relatively close to the middle, and everyone has gathered here.

The oldest of the children was just over four years old, and the youngest was a year old, and a group of little jumping beans played together in a short time.

However, the good times did not last long, and in less than three minutes, the cries came and went.

This one knocked that one down, and the other took a fancy to the flowers that others were wearing that looked better than their own, or they saw other people's children being held, but their grandmother refused to hug them. So there was chaos in the alley.

Then, Lin Xiaoxiao was dizzy.

Nima, is this going to be a big sister? Those who are born again can't afford to be hurt, they can't afford to be hurt!

If you are on par with them, you will definitely have to start from scratch and slowly develop your IQ......