Chapter 11： 011 The storm caused by killing chickens (2)

Han Wen stood in the yard listening for a while, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, this woman is really a shameless master.

You don't have to think about it to know that she is standing beside the courtyard wall at this time, scolding her with her neck up and her waist up, and these innuendo words are all scolding her.

Now Han Wen had an idea, knocked on the door, and said to Hu Zi, "I'll move the table to the yard, and you bring the chicken out."

Hu Zi was a little unhappy when he heard it, "Why go to the yard to eat, it's not good to eat in the house!"

"Let's go to the yard to eat, why are you still afraid of Mrs. Liu next door?"

Hu Zi was agitated by Han Wen and immediately said loudly: "Who is afraid of her!"

Then he whispered, "I'm just annoying that slug, I get a headache when I see him."

Han Wen also thought that Huzi's character was not afraid of that, but he didn't expect that there would be annoying people.

"In that case, let's take good care of them this time!"

Han Wen sneered, carried the table to the courtyard, and placed it on the west courtyard wall

Hu Zi followed behind with a large pot of chicken trembling. Han Wen was afraid that he would buy it and quickly stepped forward to take it, "Go and help Xiaolong."

The mother-in-law packed things, sat under the courtyard wall and was ready to eat. Han Wen also held a fan in her hand that she didn't know where she got it, and fanned it from time to time.

While serving Huzi and Xiaolong vegetables, Han Wen said loudly, "I'll give you this piece of chicken thigh, you can make up for it if you're thin."

Then he took another piece of good meat for Xiaolong, "Come to Xiaolong, this place is good to eat, you can eat more!"

Hu Zi understood what Han Wen meant, and responded loudly with great cooperation, occasionally giving praise.

Although Xiaolong didn't know what his mother and brother meant, he thought it was fun and he also drank the oil.

They had just started eating here, when they heard another cry from the other side, followed by the sound of scolding and beating children.

Han Wen was very happy when she heard it, and she ate even more cheerfully.

snort! Dare to count her.

I thought she was the original owner with no brains!

Hu Zi nibbled on the fragrant chicken legs, thinking in his heart that he didn't want to cooperate with Han Wen just now, but that he was simply not pleasing to the eyes of slugs.

The farce next door didn't stop until the man over there came back. Han Wen only heard the man lower his voice and scolded Mrs. Liu, and then stopped.

Han Wen pouted, thinking how capable the other side is, she still wants to fight her for this little bit of morality, and she is a little more tender.

The mother-in-law three happily finished their meal and went back to the house.

Han Wen sat in the chair and rested for a while before going to wash the dishes.

By the time she finished packing, the sky was already dark.

Looking at Huzi who was still playing, Han Wen reminded, "Have Huzi's homework been written yet?"

Hu Zi was stunned for a moment, his heart skipped a beat, and he pretended not to hear and did not speak.

Seeing him like that, Han Wen guessed that he must not have written it. She felt tired for a while, rubbed her head, and said helplessly, "Bring your homework to me."

Because he was praised today, Hu Zi didn't resist like he did yesterday. He went to get the schoolbag and handed it to Han Wen.

Han Wen glanced at it and said angrily, "What are you doing for my schoolbag? I don't know the homework assigned by your teacher."

Hu Zi reached out and took out the workbook from his schoolbag and handed it over.

Looking at the dark and dirty workbook rolled up, Han Wen resisted the urge to throw it out, and took it while pinching it.

Then Huzi took out the language textbook and said, "The teacher asked us to recite the lesson and write new words by dictation."

The textbooks are better protected than the homework books. Han Wen has less psychological burden and reaches out to take it. "Can you memorize the lesson?"

Hu Zi blushed and stammered, "Yes, yes."

Seeing him like this, Han Wen became interested, leaned forward and said with a little interest, "Then you can memorize it to me, and I will dictate your new words."

Hu Zi glanced at her and then stuttered to memorize it. Although the memorizing was not very smooth, Hu Zi did not lie and could memorize! Just need to be reminded.

After memorizing it, Han Wen didn't embarrass Huzi, and said seriously, "It's okay, but you're not skilled enough. Tomorrow, you'll get up half an hour early and finish the memorization before going to school."

Hu Zi's little face wrinkled, just as he was about to refute, he saw that his stepmother had put down the textbook and didn't know what to do.

Han Wen found the eraser she bought for Huzi, and held it in her hand, ready to come back and dictate the new words for him, but she didn't give him the book, because there were still a few pages left in Huzi's book, and she didn't plan to develop the habit of extravagance and waste for her child.

"Hey! The eraser I bought for you today was wrong. I used an eraser."

Hu Zi looked at it in surprise, with a look of disbelief, "Bought it for me?"

Han Wen sat down and picked up the textbook, "It's not for you, who else can buy it for."

Hu Zi was a little overjoyed, carefully put away the eraser, picked up the notebook and prepared to dictate.

However, the writing was a bit difficult to describe. Nine out of ten words were wrong. Han Wen resisted the urge to join him and hurriedly got up. "Write one wrong word ten times, and I'll be dictating it later."

After she finished speaking, she ran out to relieve her anger, and when she came back, Huzi also wrote down all these ten words.

Han Wen went to the bedroom to find the shoes she bought for Huzi and handed them over, "Wear this tomorrow!"

Hu Zi looked at the snow-white new shoes in Han Wen's hands, and felt a little helpless. He had never seen such beautiful shoes before, and he had never seen them before.

Seeing Hu Zi staring at the shoe in her hand, Han Wen had to stuff it into his hand.

"You can't be stupid!"

Hu Zi shook his head, "I'm not stupid, I just feel like a pie has fallen from the sky." He screamed excitedly while holding his shoes.

Han Wen smiled dotingly and ignored him, pulling Xiaolong out to wash his feet.

Hu Zi did not need Han Wen's reminder to wash his face and feet very consciously this day, and he was cleaner than ever.

The next day, Han Wen woke up before seven o'clock, struggled for a while, then got up, knocked on Hu Zi's door, and whispered, "Hu Zi should get up."

Hu Zi was woken up by Han Wen, sat up ignorantly, and was about to get out of bed.

When Han Wen saw that he woke up, he went to cook. Hearing the sound of Huzi washing up outside, Han Wen showed a head from the kitchen and reminded: "After you wash up, recite the class first, and then you will eat. "

Hu Zi wanted to refute subconsciously, before he finished saying "I am", he suddenly thought about the shoes his stepmother bought him, and swallowed the objection.

In his heart, he thought that these shoes would be able to buy him for ten days. After ten days, he would not pay attention to her again. After all, he is also dignified.

It's just that when he finished washing, he obediently took the book and carried it in the yard.

During the meal, Han Wen saw Hu Zi was still wearing yesterday's shoes, and asked in surprise, "Why are you still wearing this? I bought you if you don't."

Hu Zi sucked the noodles and said without raising his head: "I'm wearing it when I'm visiting relatives, and it's a waste to wear it now."

Han Wen