Jiasheng wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to talk about it.

Wen Nian smiled when he saw this: "Forget it, when you are so old, you should be crazy to play." ”

"Brother, there is a guest at home today."

At this time, Jiaxin ran over and chattered around her brother about what happened when he was not at home today.

"Really? What kind of guests? ”

Jiasheng remembered that apart from that family, there were no guests.

"Just an uncle, an aunt."

Jiaxin said childishly, "Auntie is very good-looking, and the clothes on her body are also very good-looking, just like what my mother does." ”

Jiasheng didn't understand what his sister said, and looked at his mother inquiringly: "Mom? ”

"It's a teacher from the magazine, it's normal that you don't know each other."

Wen Nian replied softly, "It's not common, don't take it to heart." ”

……

"Brother, what's the matter? Did it go well? ”

That night, seeing her mother writing articles in the room, Jiaxin ran to her brother's room and whispered through the door.

Jiaqing didn't speak, but those hopeful eyes also betrayed his mood at this time.

In the face of his younger brothers and sisters, Jiasheng did not hide it: "Don't worry, my brother is out of the horse, there is still something that can't be done?" ”

"How much can I earn this time?"

Jiaqing got up from the bed and asked excitedly, "When you make money, buy a car for your mother, so that she won't crowd the bus with people every time she enters the city." ”

"You, what's the hurry?"

Jiaxin's little hand poked her brother's head, "We don't have much capital now, how can we earn money to buy a car so quickly?" ”

"Even if you earn it, you can't buy a car so easily."

Jiasheng took his sister's words, "Are you really so good to buy a car?" ”

"But this time, we have the start-up capital."

The eight-year-old child's little face was a confident smile, "Don't worry, there is a mother in this life, no matter what, my brother will not let you live the hard life before." ”

"Brother, I can help too."

Jiaxin was not happy, "You are not the only one who has survived." ”

"Yes, I can help."

Jiaqing was not convinced, "Don't forget, although I was younger than you in my previous life, I didn't help less." ”

"Yes, yes, my brother said the wrong thing."

When Jiasheng heard the words of his younger siblings, he smiled dotingly, "In this life, we will work together to create a comfortable home for my mother." ”

"Uh-huh."

Jiaxin and Jiaqing nodded at the same time, "Mom likes to write, let's prepare a big study room for Mom, and all the articles written by Mom are stored in the study." ”

As she said this, Jia Xin cautiously peered through the crack in the door to look into another room.

Mother is still at her desk.

Seeing her focused, the children couldn't help but feel secretly honored in their hearts.

It turned out that their mother was so powerful that she could write articles that were rare even in magazines.

"Brother, when did you say that my mother became so powerful?"

I don't know how long it took, Jiaqing's voice broke the silence in the room, "That's the family, it shouldn't be that mom going to school, right?" ”

"I've heard this from Uncle Mangzi."

Jiaxin whispered, "When my mother was a child, they could get a job in school, so ......"

"That's why the family let my mother study."

Jia Sheng sneered, "That family is really ...... However, we have to thank them for being greedy for this little bargain at that time, so that my mother had the opportunity to learn culture. ”

"Uh-huh."

The younger siblings nodded in unison.

"What are you doing?"

Wen Nian hadn't heard the children's slapping for a long time, so he couldn't help but look over here, and found that the three little heads were on the door frame, muttering and muttering at no knowing what to say.

She put down her pen and got up to come out of the room......