Chapter 231 Plot and the Way of Heaven

Halfway through, Nanzhi asked Shen Miaomiao to go back to pick up Aunt Guihua and Uncle Shen to go to Hongfu Building, and then he returned home.

When I opened the door, there was no one in the yard.

Guessing that the children were all making up for their homework in the study, Nanzhi put down the deed and walked towards the study.

Because there were many children in the family, Mother Lin immediately chose the house with the best location when she first moved in.

After the three children in the family went to the academy, the room that had been kept was packed up and used as a study room for the children.

In the study room, Lin Zihan just lowered his head and wrote the homework assigned by his teacher, while Lin Jian endorsed it.

Zhiyu, who has no schoolwork and is light-hearted, is sitting at the table with Yuanbao and reading a picture book.

Looking at the picture book on the desk, Nanzhi's expression was inevitably a little complicated.

This painting book was bought by her eldest brother a few days ago. At first, she didn't pay much attention to it. Later, Zhiyu found her and she knew what was drawn in the painting book.

When she first started studying, because she had never gotten along with children, even if Zhiyu was a very obedient baby, she would still be a little embarrassed when sleeping at night.

Every night, the little baby always curls up in his arms, wanting to hold him to sleep.

Later, she told Zhiyu stories every day.

There are stories about Sun Wukong fighting three white-bone demons in Journey to the West, Nezha making waves in the sea, Black Cat Sheriff, and the story of seven gourd boys saving their grandfather.

Zhiyu realized something was wrong when she and Yuanbao were looking at the painting books. Lin Yicheng bought the painting books. He wanted Yuanbao to understand them, so he specially selected two books that were considered pictures.

The more he looked at Zhiyu, the more familiar it became. It wasn't until he saw the gourd on the vine falling to the ground that it turned into a little man. Then he found Nanzhi with his picture book and a look of disbelief on his face.

Although she couldn't remember what fields Su Tao had covered in this novel, the aspect of children's enlightenment was definitely not Su Tao's work.

Then whose hand could these painting books be from?

"Auntie, you're back!"

Yuan Bao was the first to see Nanzhi, and immediately rushed towards him happily.

"Is Yuanbao good at home?" Nanzhi picked up the little girl and asked with a smile.

"Good boy! Brother is reading the picture book with me~"

"So good." Nanzhi smiled and kissed the little girl on the cheek, then looked at Xiao Zhiyu.

"Zhiyu worked hard to take care of my sister today."

Zhiyu stared at Nanzhi with her big eyes, her face full of pride: "Zhiyu is not working hard, Zhiyu misses my grandma~"

"My good son."

After kissing Zhiyu again, Nanzhi put the Yuanbao on the ground and walked towards the two little guys on the side.

Lin Zihan was doing better. Writing down his homework was not a big deal.

When he saw Nanzhi coming over, he stopped writing and called out: "Hello, aunt."

"Zihan, how much homework do you have left?" Nanzhi felt that as an elder, she still had to care about the study status of her nephews, so she looked at him with a smile and said.

"I still have one small piece of writing left in my homework, and I can finish it in half an hour."

Lin Zihan didn't have much reaction on his face, but Lin Jian on the side looked bitter and resentful.

He was already more than one year younger than his brother, and two years older than his brother. However, when he went to the academy, there were only two classes left to choose from.

First, I studied in the same class as my brother and was the youngest student in the class.

The second is to study in the same class as my younger brother and be the biggest student in the class.

He just thought that he would be embarrassed if he went to his brother's class, so he went to his brother's class.

Even if the master assigned him less homework, there were still several small articles left to write.

He regretted it. He would have gone to his younger brother's class if he had known better.

Seeing the little guy's eyebrows furrowed, Nanzhi was a little amused. He just rubbed the top of his hair and then said, "We will go to Hongfu Tower for dinner later and I will reward you too."

After hearing that he was going out to eat delicious food, a smile appeared on Lin Jian's face.

"Okay, then, aunt, wait for me, I'll write this fine print."

"Okay, write slowly, don't rush."

After coaxing her nephew, Nanzhi went to the backyard again.

The two old hens have been extremely peaceful these two days. When they saw Nanzhi coming, they still pushed the eggs out of the nest smartly, and then just closed their eyes to rest.

After picking up the eggs, Nanzhi went to the edge of the wooden basin again.

The water in the wooden basin is still clean and clear, and it even looks inexplicably making people want to take a sip.

"Xiao He, can you speak? If you can, just speak. If not, just turn around a few times."

Nanzhi poked the river clam with his finger and talked a lot.

She fully believed that she had something to do with the river clam through the book.

Otherwise, why would she encounter such a strange thing?

But the river clam in the wooden basin was still lying like a stone, without any reaction.

After talking to He Bang in the backyard for a long time, Yuan Bao ran over to call her on his short legs.

"Aniang, Aniang, brother and the others have finished their homework."

"Hey, okay, let's pack up and go out."

Watching the big one and the small one walking out of the backyard, the river clams in the wooden basin opened some of their shells.

It also wants to talk, but its luck is getting less and less. Now it has almost no strength to even move the clam shell, let alone speak.

A gust of wind blew slowly, and the river clam looked at the blue sky in trance.

If the old man hasn't come yet, is it possible that he really doesn't want him anymore?

Thinking that he might disappear in this small world, He Bang felt a little at a loss.

Maybe it shouldn't have chosen such a small world to be born in the first place. It thought it would be the simplest task, but now it looks like it has killed him here again.

I just don’t know if the old man will come looking for it again.

In the hazy state of consciousness, the river clam closed its shell again.

A little white light suddenly flashed in the blue sky, and disappeared again before attracting people's attention.

Two figures with hazy white light around them stopped on the branches in the Lin family's backyard.

Looking around, one person turned his attention to the wooden basin.

"Look, it's almost dying. I told you that it's impossible to reconcile the plot of this small world with the way of heaven."

His tone was full of pride, and his eyes were getting hotter.

"You are going to lose~The luck of this world will belong to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure swayed and disappeared, leaving only the other person standing with his hands behind his back.

"Yeah, I forgot to give you some water. Come on."

Nanzhi went and came back again, fetching a bucket of water from the well and pouring it into the wooden basin. After watching the well water completely submerge the mussels, he put down the bucket and returned to the front yard humming a song.

Seeing her jumping away, the corners of the man's mouth curved slightly.

How do you know who loses and who wins?

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