Chapter 92 Eye Suggestion

Well, it's called calligraphy practice, but in fact it's the little boy Mingrui who's practicing calligraphy, and the twins are learning to hold a pen and write the numbers "1 and 2". This is an arrangement made by Jiang Li after consulting the three little ones.

As for Jiang Li, after finishing the housework, he sat on a rattan rocking chair beside him, flipping through a book.

The rattan rocking chair is also produced by the system mall.

Time passed by, and the atmosphere in the living room was both peaceful and warm.

Listening to the occasional writing and page turning sounds, the cute baby Weiwei's eyes rolled around, and then she quietly poked the arm of the milk bun Minghan with the pencil in her hand.

"..."

The milk bun Minghan raised his head and looked at his sister.

He was writing the number "1" seriously, why did his sister poke him?

Seeing that the second brother Minghan was confused, the cute baby Weiwei couldn't help but stare: Second brother, stupid, hurry up and make trouble, don't look at me!

Receiving the hint from his sister's eyes, Minghan, the milk bun, looked in the direction of Jiang Li, and then nodded his head to his sister.

However, there was obvious reluctance in his eyes.

But Minghan, the milk bun, had to do what his sister asked him to do. He knew that his sister was not against his mother. She really just wanted to test whether his mother really loved them.

Therefore, he should listen to his sister.

Even though he knew that his mother was not a bad woman and knew that his mother was really good to him and his brother and sister, he could only listen to his sister's arrangements now, otherwise, his sister would definitely call him "stinky Hanhan" again when she was unhappy.

He hated being called that by his sister. He was the brother, and his sister should call him "Second Brother"!

Although it was still the hot summer season recently, the weather was hot and it was difficult to calm down, but the temperature at eight or nine in the morning was still quite cool.

And the door of the living room was wide open, and the wind blew in, making it even cooler and more comfortable.

Jiang Li was concentrating on reading at this moment, but she still did not forget to glance at the three little guys.

Three little kids were sitting in front of the mahogany square table. Ruirui was writing seriously, but Weiwei was staring at the door of the living room.

With a slight curve at the corner of her lips, there was no sign of anything unusual on Jiang Li's beautiful face.

She turned her eyes and looked at Hanhan, the little kid, who had a bitter face and was holding a pencil and writing the number "1" on the paper.

Yes, Jiang Li saw it clearly.

At this moment, she was laughing and helpless. If she hadn't seen the little guy writing with her own eyes, she would have suspected that the little cutie was carving words based on the strength he used.

Well, there should be some mischief mixed in.

After coughing twice, Jiang Li put away the smile on his lips and said softly, "You don't need to use too much force whether you are writing or counting."

The three little kids were stunned for a moment, and then Mingrui baby and cute baby Weiwei returned to normal, but the little kid Minghan was still stunned.

Jiang Li: "Hanhan."

Minghan, the baby bun: "..."

The mother and daughter looked at each other, Jiang Li's eyes were clear and gentle, and she said: "You can use less strength in the hand holding the pen, so you can also write the numbers well."

She stood up, came behind the baby bun, squatted, held the child's hand holding the pen, wrote two "1" and two "2" on the notebook, and then said:

"Look, writing like this is easy and can write numbers beautifully. Look at what you wrote before. This paper and the next one are all pierced through by your pen."

Pointing to the line of numbers "1" and "2" written by the baby bun in front, Jiang Li turned the paper over and pointed to the position pierced by the "1" and "2" on the previous paper: "Look, is this pierced by the two lines of numbers you wrote?"

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