Chapter 92： Eye cues

Chapter 92 Eye cues

Well, it was said that it was calligraphy practice, but it was actually little Shota Mingrui who was practicing calligraphy, while the twins were learning to hold the pen and write the numbers "1 and 2". This was an arrangement made by Jiang Li after consulting the three little ones. .

As for Jiang Li, after finishing the housework, he sat on the rattan rocking chair beside him with a book in his hand and read through it.

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

Time is passing by, and the atmosphere in the living room is peaceful and warm.

Listening to the sound of writing and turning of pages in her ears from time to time, the cute baby Weiwei's eyes rolled, and then she quietly poked Minghan's arm with the pencil in her hand.

…”

Minghan, the nanny bun, raised his head and looked at his sister.

He was writing the number "1" seriously. Why did his sister poke him?

Cute baby Weiwei saw her second brother Minghan's confused face and couldn't help but glared: "Second brother is stupid, hurry up and make trouble, don't look at me!"

Receiving the hint from his sister's eyes, Minghan glanced in the direction of Jiang Li, and then he nodded his head at his sister.

But there was obviously some reluctance in his eyes.

But Nai Baozi Minghan had to do what his sister asked him to do. He knew that his sister was not like his mother. She really just wanted to test whether her mother really loved their brother and sister.

Therefore, he should listen to his sister.

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

He hates being called that by his sister. He is the older brother, so his sister has to call him "second brother"!

Although we are still in the hot summer season recently, the weather is hot and dry, making it difficult to calm down, but the temperature at 8 or 9 o'clock in the morning is still quite cool.

And the living room door is wide open, and the wind blows in, making it cooler and more comfortable.

Jiang Li was very focused on reading at the moment, but she still didn't forget to glance at the three little cubs.

I saw three dumplings sitting upright in front of the mahogany square table. However, among them, Ruirui was writing seriously, but Weiwei was staring at the door of the living room without knowing what she was looking at. The corners of his lips were slightly curved, and there was nothing strange about Jiang Li's beautiful face.

Turning her eyes, she looked at Naituanzi Hanhan, and found that the dog had a bitter look on its face and was holding a pencil to write the number "1" on the paper.

Yes, Jiang Li can see it clearly.

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

Well, there should be some mischief involved.

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

The three cubs were all stunned for a moment. Then, baby Mingrui and cute baby Weiwei returned to normal, but Minghan, the milk bun, was still stunned.

Jiang Li: "Hanhan."

Nai Baozi Minghan: “…”

The two women's eyes met, and Jiang Li's eyes were clear and gentle. She said, "You can use less force on the hand holding the pen, so that you can still write the numbers well."

Getting up, she came behind Nai Baozi, squatted down, held the child's hand holding the pen, wrote two "1" and two "2" in the notebook, and then said:

“Look, writing like this is easy and makes numbers look good. Look at what you wrote before. This paper and the paper below will be penetrated by your pen.”

Jiang Li pointed at the line of numbers "1" and "2" written on the front of the milk buns. Jiang Li turned the paper over again and pointed to the position where the "1" and "2" on the previous piece of paper were punctured: " Look, is it punctured by the two lines you wrote?"

There are still updates. . .

(End of this chapter)