Before Wen Nian could carefully analyze the specific meaning of the child's writing, he heard Ma Conghua's shout from outside the hospital.

She hurriedly put the things in her hand into the quilt, turned around and walked out: "Ah, here it is." ”

"Sister-in-law, come in."

When I opened the courtyard door, I saw the sole of the shoe in Ma Conghua's hand, "Are you making shoes for my brother?" ”

"Hey, I didn't bother to do it for more than a month before, and I don't have time today, so I just took it out and got it."

As Ma Conghua spoke, the tip of the needle in his hand flicked between his hair, and then pierced the soles of his shoes, and said in a relaxed tone, "I guess he won't be able to wear it for the New Year." ”

"Haha, it's okay, it's just right to wear it for the New Year."

It was the first time for Wen Nian to see the soles of his shoes with his own eyes, and his eyes were a little curious.

But I was too embarrassed to ask anything.

In the memory of the original body, she actually knew how to make mille-feuille shoes.

It's just that a few people are busy with various things, and she hasn't found a chance to try whether she is on the same level as the original body.

"Sister, your brother said that the article you wrote is very good, and it is very level."

Without waiting for Wen Nian to speak, Ma Conghua couldn't wait to speak, "He asked me to tell you, I want to leave the book to read a few more times, and I will return it to you tomorrow." ”

"It's okay, if my brother likes it, just keep it and watch it."

Wen Nian smiled gently, "I wrote it myself, it's okay not to read it." ”

"By the way, a few of my children, have you sent the bowl over?"

"It's here, it's been delivered."

Ma Conghua laughed so much that her folds came out, "These children in your family are much more obedient and sensible than my family, and they are reliable." ”

"What did my sister-in-law say?"

Wen Nian said politely, "Your children are not bad, and they are all smart." ”

"Sister-in-law sit, there is a fire cage to warm up."

"How can they be as good as you say?"

Ma Conghua replied while sitting on the stool that Wen Nian had just brought, "Don't praise them." ”

"I see you haven't been out all day today, what are you busy with?"

"I don't see that the New Year is coming, so I cleaned up the house, washed and dried the bedding and the like."

Wen Nian rubbed his hands, took the letter paper, and began to give homework to the children, "Sister-in-law's house has already been cleaned up, right?" ”

"My house was cleaned up today."

Ma Conghua took the needle and dialed it in her hair and replied casually, "With your brother, it's easier to do than you." ”

"Not really."

Wen Nian was happy for her from the bottom of her heart, "My sister-in-law and my brother are a perfect match, and you two together are the truest form of love." ”

"Hahaha......"

Hearing her praise herself, Ma Conghua couldn't be happier, "You cultural people just know how to speak." ”

"Hey, are you writing articles again?"

Seeing that she was still writing and drawing on paper, Ma Conghua couldn't help but stretch her neck curiously to come over and look, "Send it out this time, can people receive it before the Chinese New Year?" ”

"No, I gave Sheng'er the homework, and when he has played enough, he will come back and let him study."

Wen Nian didn't hide it, "This kid is seven years old and hasn't gone to school yet, I have to make up for it with him, and I just sent him to the first grade of primary school after the New Year." ”

"That's really good, my family Mei has just entered the first grade of primary school this year, and their sister and brother are in the same class at that time, which is very good."

The sister-in-law chatted like this, and did not delay the work at hand.

As she spoke, Ma Conghua couldn't hold back her curiosity: "By the way, sister, how much money did you earn writing this article?" ”

Wen Nian: "...... Three short stories, a total of more than fifty points, not much. ”

"That's not much?"

I heard that the three articles earned more than fifty, and Ma Conghua couldn't be more envious.