Chapter 465 Self-punishment

Chapter 465 self-punishment

After the lantern festival, Jiang Chuheng and Li Haitang focused on their work and the two children returned to kindergarten.

Another year later, An' an and Duoduo both grew up by a year and became more sensible. They became more serious in school. Every day when they returned home from school, they did not need adults to tell them to do their homework in their little study. They practiced the chinese characters and arithmetic they learned in school during the day.

Li Haitang got off work a little late that day. It was jiang chuheng who picked up the two children from school. When she returned home, she put down her briefcase and walked gently to the door of the children's study.

"Knock, knock..." She knocked at the door first.

The brother and sister looked up at the same time. Seeing that she was back, they all grinned, "Mom."

"My two babies study so hard. What are they writing?" Li Haitang walked in wearing slippers.

Mom, the teacher taught us two chinese characters today. It's you and me. We have learned them. Just now, dad taught us to write names again. My sister and I are writing the word "Jiang." An' an handed her her homework.

Li Haitang took a look and saw that his handwriting was very correct. He gave him a thumbs up and praised him, "An' an did a good job."

"Mom, look at me." Duoduo also sent her homework.

The girl's handwriting was naturally softer and more beautiful. Duoduo also wrote neatly. Li Haitang praised her as well, "Duoduo also wrote well."

"Mom, my brother and I will learn the word" zi "After we can write the word" jiang. "Dad said we will only learn the word" yan "And" rui "Tomorrow."

"Well, you learned two words at school during the day, and two more at night when you come back. When you get older, mom and dad will teach more words." Li Haitang kissed both his children's faces and said gently, "You guys keep writing. Mom won't bother you anymore. I'll call you back when dinner's over."

"Okay, mom, go do your work." An' an then continued to write with his head down.

This year, because Liao Minghui's old father accidentally fell during the spring festival, and his injury was still a little serious, Li Haitang gave the couple an extra half month off, so these days they came back from work to cook by themselves. Today, she came back late, and Jiang Chuheng was busy preparing food in the kitchen.

"Honey, Duoduo said he wanted egg pancakes. An' an wanted pickled pork, stir-fried green peppers, and a piece of lettuce. Let's just have a simple meal, okay?"

"Sure." Li Haitang put on his apron and saw that all the food was cut. "Chu heng, I'll fry it. You go out and rest."

Jiang chuheng washed his hands, wiped them with a towel, and told her with a smile, "The day after tomorrow, on my second brother's birthday, he just called and asked me if I had bought pigs and if I could cook pig food. Well, if he doesn't call to remind me, I'll forget about it. I'll call someone to order one now."

"Well, buy that kind of farm pig that's not fed. The taste of pork is much sweeter. If you can get the goods, buy more chickens and ducks."

"Sure." Jiang chuheng nodded and strode out of the kitchen.

When Jiang Chuheng came in again, the food was ready. He brought two dishes to the dining room and shouted to the small study, "Jiang Ziyan, Jiang Zirui, come out for dinner."

"Coming." Brother and sister answered loudly at the same time.

An' an took the lead and ran out with a bright smile on her face, "Dad, you and mom will call me and my sister's names in the future, okay? I think it's really nice for you to call us names."

"Okay, call your name." The two children had mentioned this before, but both of them were used to nicknames.

Li Haitang came out with two other dishes. Seeing that Duoduo hadn't come out yet, he shouted, "Jiang Zirui, dinner is ready."

"Mom, I still have one more word to write. I'll come when I'm done."

When the rice was served, Jiang Zirui ran over happily and saw that there were egg cakes on the table that she wanted to eat. He grabbed the chopsticks and said with great ambition, "I want to eat three bowls of rice tonight."

"Just eat as much as you usually do. Don't eat too much at night. If you eat too much, your stomach will feel uncomfortable." Li Haitang put some egg cakes in a bowl for her and some for her son with chopsticks. "An' an, it's not easy to pick pickled pork with chopsticks. You can scoop it yourself with a spoon."

"Mom, my name is big." An' an reminded her with a flat mouth.

"Yes, mother was wrong, little Jiang Ziyan." Li Haitang immediately corrected his address.

Because the two children had their own favorite dishes, they ate two bowls of rice in the evening. They ate more and burped a little when they put down their chopsticks.

"Okay, I'm too full. I'm just moving around the room to eat. Mom's going to wash the dishes first." After giving the two children instructions, Li Haitang quickly put the dishes into the kitchen.

She told them to move a little, but the brother and sister were at a lively and lively age and had good physical quality. They were chasing after each other in the living room with dolls and toys, and accidentally broke a vase that Li Haitang liked.

"Bang!"

The crisp sound startled Li Haitang, who quickly threw away the bowl in his hand and hurried to the living room. He asked loudly, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Chuheng, who had just arrived upstairs, ran out as fast as he could and rushed down the stairs. He saw his wife's favorite vase broken by two children. He looked at them with a straight face, but did not scold them.

"Mom, the vase is broken." An' an, who was holding a dolphin doll in his hand, pointed guiltily at the broken vase on the ground.

Duoduo immediately apologized, "Mom, I'm sorry. My brother and I were running around the house and accidentally broke the vase."

"If it's broken, then it's broken. Buy another one later." Li Haitang turned around and went to the storeroom to get a broom. Seeing that the brothers and sisters were still standing there, he asked with concern, "Did you get hurt?"

"No." Brother and sister answered in unison.

"I'm glad you didn't get hurt. Go back to your study and wait for mom to clean up the broken pieces before coming out." Li Haitang didn't want to blame them. Every child had an active age and it was normal for them to play around at home.

When the two children returned to the house, Li Haitang smiled and took jiang chuheng's hand. "It's okay. The children didn't mean it. Just buy another one next time. Don't scare them with a straight face."

"I will accompany you to liuli street this weekend and try to buy the same one." This vase is not a very precious antique, but the design and design is more interesting and novel. Li Haitang picked it out in liuli street.

"Okay." Li Haitang smiled and lowered his head to carefully clean up the broken pieces of porcelain in the room.

After cleaning, she called out to the house, "Jiang Ziyan, Jiang Zirui, the living room is clean and ready to play."

"Mom, we're not playing tonight. We're practicing in our room." An' an had just made a deal with his sister. He had just gotten into trouble and decided to punish himself and practice calligraphy.

Li Haitang was relieved that the two children were so sensible. "Well, practice will stop in half an hour. Mom will give you a bath later."

"Okay."