Seeing that his mother had put away all the letters, Jiasheng jumped for joy: "I can finally help my mother do something." ”

He believed that with the efforts of his siblings last night, his mother would hand over more letters to himself in the future.

After breakfast, he sent the eldest to school, settled the two children and didn't run around, Wen Nian took advantage of the time to go to work, and quickly read the letters handled by the children.

The letters are placed in a regular manner, and each new letter corresponds to the reply letter.

So Wen Nian doesn't have to go out of his way to find which reply letter to reply to.

"This kid is quite good at arranging."

Wen Nian smiled from the bottom of his heart, "It is worthy of being a child from a poor family who experienced his mother's almost death." ”

Taking a deep breath, she calmed down and read quickly.

Well, I have to say that the child is really attentive, and when he replied to the letter, he not only answered the other party's questions, but also explained that he was helping his mother write the reply.

even explained to others how hard my mother worked every day, but she didn't forget to tell them, and even so, my mother didn't forget to read their letters.

And although he helped reply to the letter, he also replied according to his mother's wishes, hoping that the recipient would be considerate of Yunyun.

Seeing this half-spelling half-word, the formal reply, Wen Nian appreciated it very much: "I can't imagine that Sheng'er still has this talent, but I can't bury it." ”

"Huh?"

It's just that after reading more than a dozen letters, Wen Nian suddenly found that the handwriting of the same immature letter in his hand was different.

Although she was trying to imitate Jia Sheng's handwriting, the difference in strength and handwriting still made it easy for her to see.

In addition to Sheng'er in the family, it is Xin'er and Qing'er.

Qing'er is so small, obviously impossible.

Thinking of a certain possibility, Wen Nian couldn't help crying and laughing: "This kid, why don't you come to mix." ”

"Hey, although the tone is immature, but it is not spiritual, if this recipient is a child, he may prefer Xin'er's tone."

"Yes, my kids are great."

While reading the letter, Wen Nian left a word of encouragement behind the children's reply, and also explained the reason why the child helped reply to the letter, and asked for forgiveness.

"Ah, that's a new handwriting."

After reading more than a dozen letters, Wen Nian found that the handwriting of the last few letters had changed again.

Faced with such a discovery, she couldn't help but look up and look at the sisters and brothers playing outside from the window: "This child, why would he too?" ”

It's so unscientific, how can a child who is less than three years old have so many things?

Wen Nian's eyes flashed with doubt.

But seeing the sister and brother playing in the mud in the courtyard, she really couldn't understand, where did this child learn this?

Taught by older brothers and sisters? How can it be?

The two children still learned from her.

Could it be that this child of my own family is too precocious, and he also learned it when he listened to me and my brother and sister tutoring?

"This is too precocious, so precocious that I can't believe it as an educator."

Thinking about it carefully these days, when he was giving two big tutoring homework, Jiaqing was quietly guarding beside him, and Wen Nian was uncertain again.

In the courtyard, the sister and brother, who were deliberately playing with mud, felt the gaze of their mother.

Quietly turned his little body around and whispered to the window with his back to the window.

Jiaxin whispered: "Mom won't find out that we helped write the letter, right?" ”

Then he shouted, "Oh, slow down, the mud is splashing on me." ”

Jiaqing whispered: "It shouldn't be, we can't see it ourselves, how can my mother see it?" ”

Loudly: "Sister bad, I didn't splash on you." ”

Jiaxin whispered: "But my mother is different, her eyes seem to be able to see through everything." ”

(End of chapter)