MTL - The Sweet Stepmother and Her Cute Cubs-Chapter 177

Xiao Zhuzi thought for a while and said, "Then I will ask grandpa to arrange me to go to elementary school to finish the second half of the year."

Anyway, based on his and Onigiri's grades, no matter which school they will be accepted, if Onigiri said that he would skip half a grade to go to junior high school, he would try his best to learn junior high school knowledge and dance with him.

In elementary school, in order to take care of the dragon and the phoenix, Onigiri didn't skip a grade after half a day of class. He planned to skip a grade in both junior high and high school. Xiao Zhuzi asked himself if he couldn't keep up. In junior high and high school, he planned to take one step at a time, so at most he would In the first day of junior high school, I can still be in the same class as rice balls, and I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to be in the same class again in the future.

Su Xiaoxiao said: "You have to think carefully about Zhuzi. You have solid primary school knowledge. With your grades, you can go directly to the first year of junior high school. If you feel that your junior high school knowledge is not solid, then consider studying for another year."

The rice ball said: "It's okay, you go to the junior high school to explore the way first. After I finished the primary school for half a year, I jumped to the second class with you. Instead of skipping the second year, I might as well skip the first year, so that we can be in the same class again. Year." Onigiri sighed, "I've finished all the knowledge in junior high school, it doesn't matter which level I skip, that is to consolidate, I can actually only read the third year of the first year and then go to high school, and I plan to skip the first year of high school. I do the math, I went to high school when I was thirteen, and I went to college when I was fifteen. It was almost the same, and I was not many years earlier than others."

Everyone: "..." Elementary school chickens tremble, Xueba Rice Balls will come to elementary school to reduce their dimensionality.

Xiaodoubao said, "Brother Zhuzi, go to junior high school together. I don't need you to come to the primary school to protect me. I can do it myself." Even Zhuzi's brother went directly to the first year of junior high school, but his brother went back to primary school. Xiaodoubao still has What do not understand?

After listening to Xiaodoubao's words, Zhuzi realized why the rice ball suddenly changed his mind to go to the sixth grade. It turned out that he was worried about Xiaodoubao.

Onigiri said: "My brother didn't go to primary school for you, I just wanted to play for half a year. I'm still a child. My mother always wanted me to have a happy childhood and I didn't need to be too far away from my peers, so I just temporarily changed my mind to play in primary school for half a year, your brother Zhuzi is not as smart as me, he has to go to junior high school to learn knowledge, your brother and I stayed in primary school to play, it has nothing to do with protecting you or not."

Small Pillar: "…"

Xiao Zhuzi's fear of being dominated by school bullies over the years, the shadow area in his heart began to increase again, but what Onigiri said was the truth. Onigiri went to school for fun, and he had to study hard when he went to school.

As long as the general direction is correct, Su Xiaoxiao and Han Cheng will not interfere too much. This is all the knowledge from elementary school to high school. What he wants to learn, how to learn and how to arrange the time in the middle of the rice ball are all left to him to decide, as long as he is eighteen years old It was enough to be able to take the college entrance examination before. After discussing with Onigiri, Xiaozhuzi decided to study the first half of the first half of the new year, so that they could be in the same class for the second and third year of the new year, which was better than the original plan to only study together in the first half of the year.

After the decision was made, Xiao Zhuzi accompanied them to write the Spring Festival couplets, and asked them to write a little more and bring them back to post.

The old man gave all the cubs painted pens. This year's Huichun is a bit more colorful than in previous years. The rice **** and Xiaozhuzi have been practicing calligraphy for a few years. As they grow older, their wrist strength increases greatly. It's not the same as how old it was, no one could guess that such a vigorous and powerful character was actually written by a few half-old children.

The painting skills of the three brothers are of course no problem. Even if they don’t practice very often, the daily serialization for several years is the best exercise. Xiaokou, jujube, red dates, peanuts, longan, etc. This year's Spring Festival couplets are like carefully designed works of art, but the addition of the "rat feces" of Xiaoroubao makes the Spring Festival couplets a bit naughty and childish. The rice **** in the house can be drawn whatever he wants, but the rice **** pasted at the gate will never be "destroyed" by Xiaoroubao, which is the facade of their old Han family. Pedestrians at the door.

In the morning, there is still some glutinous rice flour left for making glutinous rice cakes. Su Xiaoxiao kneaded the glutinous rice flour into dumplings, filled it with some sesame and peanut filling, cut a few large sweet potatoes, added a lot of **** slices and brown sugar to boil a pot of sugar water, and then made another The pot cooks the glutinous rice balls. There are not many glutinous rice balls. Put two or three in a bowl, which is a bowl of sweet and sizzling sweet potato glutinous rice balls.

The cubs lined up to serve a bowl each, and before they started eating, Xiao Du arrived, Su Xiaoxiao also filled him a bowl, and filled a lunch box for him to take back for the old man to taste.

The cubs ate sugar water while watching TV, and Xiaodoubao asked, "Brother Zhuzi, do you have a TV at home?"

Xiaozhuzi nodded: "Yes, but Dad has something to do today. I hadn't installed the antenna when I came here. Grandpa said that he will be watching the Spring Festival Gala this year, so he must install it before the 30th year."

The rice ball said: "You can't help it, we can't wait to get it back for Dad to put it on."

Su smiled and said, "Pillar is calm, not like you are impatient."

Xiaoroubao took a bite of the soft, glutinous and fragrant small glutinous rice balls, and his eyes narrowed with happiness: "The small glutinous rice **** made by Ma Ma are so delicious."

Xiaotangyuan likes to eat this sweet and glutinous thing most: "I also think it's delicious."

Xiaoroubao: "Xiaoroubao eats Xiaoroubao, Tuanyuanyuan, Ma Ma, when will you make me Xiaoroubao so that Xiaoroubao can also eat Xiaoroubao?"

Su Xiaoxiao worried: "Didn't you eat Xiao Long Bao the day before yesterday?"

Xiaoroubao shook his head: "Xiaolongbao is Xiaolongbao, and Xiaoroubao is Xiaoroubao, it's different."

Su Xiaoxiao: "Xiaolongbao is a small meat bun, and the bigger one is called a big meat bun."

Xiaoroubao: "Okay, can I eat two more dumplings?"

Su Xiaoxiao: "No, you have eaten a lot today."

Xiaoroubao didn't give up: "What about sweet potatoes?"

Su Xiaoxiao: "…"

Xiaoroubao: "What about the sugar water?"

Su Xiaoxiao: "..." Why is she still making afternoon tea?

In the end, Xiaoroubao got his wish and ate an extra bowl of sweet potato syrup without glutinous rice balls, and he was happy all afternoon.

Xiaozhuzi brought a lot of spring flowers, as well as salty glutinous rice cakes and sugar water. Su Xiaoxiao asked the rice ball to bring two pots of daffodils to the car and bring them back to the car, saying that they were spring flowers and let him put them on the TV On both sides, put two more profit seals, which is very good.

Xiaozhuzi declined: "I took it all away, don't you have it?"

Su Xiaoxiao asked Han Cheng to bring up two pots of pomegranate: "We put these two pots next to the TV, and I won't give you the ones that can be planted. After the New Year, I will try to plant them in the ground to see if I can support them."

Since this little pillar would not refuse, he was still reluctant to leave when he left.

After Xiaozhuzi left, the cubs continued to write and write the spring. Su Xiaoxiao tried to cut a few window grilles, but was unsuccessful.

Han Cheng took the red paper and scissors in her hand, and cut a beautiful octagonal star window grille in a few seconds.

Su Xiaoxiao took it and looked at it, secretly amazed: "Okay, Comrade Han Cheng, I didn't expect that since you still have this skill, why haven't I seen you cut it before? Do you know any other patterns?"

Han Cheng said: "I know some simple patterns. My mother taught them when I was a child. It's just that the southern side doesn't put up window decorations for Chinese New Year, and the northern side prefers it."

The rice ball took it and looked left and right, folded it back and took it apart, and gave it to Su Xiaoxiao: "It's easy, Mom, I'll cut it for you."

The rice ball picked up the red paper and folded it a few times, and cut a few knives, and a window grille exactly like Hancheng came out.

The rice **** are inferred from one another, seemingly randomly folded a few times, and cut a few times, to come out a more complex and beautiful sixteen star window grille.

Then the rice ball looked at it again and again, frowned and said, "I don't think this kind of sharp corners are very good-looking. I want to cut arc-shaped flowers, and I have to study how to cut the Chinese New Year." Liang said, "Mom, if we could cut characters, we wouldn't have to write so many Spring Festival couplets."

This extremely smart cub, although Su Xiaoxiao has become accustomed to it, he still feels crushed by his IQ from time to time: "I won't study this year, I think the ones you cut now are pretty good-looking, you cut a few more, let's Post these simple things first this year, write this year's Spring Festival first, and you still have a whole year to prepare for next year's Spring Festival."

Xiao Tangyuan likes window grilles very much. He took it and looked around and couldn't put it down. He asked his brother, "Big brother, can you cut a small dumpling?"

Rice ball: "Sister, my brother thinks your request is a little unreasonable. You can ask the younger brother to draw a small dumpling, and the older brother will cut it out for you."

The little dumpling made a "wow" and clapped: "Big brother, you are so smart, little brother, hurry up and draw a small dumpling."

Xiaodoubao said: "Okay, little brother will draw immediately, and also draw a small meat bun."

Xiaoroubao also puffed up his little meaty palms and jumped up and down: "Good, good, good!"

The cubs just played with the red paper all afternoon. This year's window decorations and Spring Festival couplets are all kinds, and there are all kinds of them.

Su Xiaoxiao took Han Cheng's hand and followed him to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

In the days of the capital, except the weather is much colder than Qingfeng Town, everyone adapts well. In fact, as long as the family is together, where they live is home.

The next day, the cubs got up early and posted the window grilles and Spring Festival couplets prepared yesterday. Chen Pingan guessed that he also posted the Spring Festival couplets in the morning, and came over in the afternoon to ask if he needed help. The window grilles and Spring Festival couplets were stunned.

"Did you do all of this yourself?"

Xiaodoubao nodded: "Yes, we made it ourselves."

Chen Ping'an did not give up and asked again: "Did you cut the window grilles? Did you write the characters yourself?"

Chen Ping'an knew that they could draw and write with a very beautiful hard pen, but he did not expect that even the soft pen had reached such a pinnacle. , He thought that he would be able to help a little by coming, but he didn't expect that not only did he not help, but he was also beaten.

Xiaodoubao nodded heavily: "Yes, I have been writing with my brother since I was three years old. My brother started writing when he was five years old. Since then, my mother has asked us to design the Spring Festival couplets by ourselves, but the writing was not as good as it is now." Xiaodoubao tilted his head and looked at it, "Up to now, my brother and I's words are not as good as those written by my parents."

Chen Ping'an didn't give up and asked one more question: "It was also at that time that you started learning about window decorations?"

Xiaodoubao shook his head: "No, my father said that we don't put up window grilles for Chinese New Year in the south. These are the ones my brother saw my father cut yesterday and cut so much by myself."

These beautiful window grilles he had never seen before, the patterns and patterns were more than what his mother had cut for decades. Was it cut out by the rice ball at a glance?

Chen Ping'an just wanted to cover his face and say goodbye. This family is too **** people. The small ones are powerful, but the big ones are even more powerful. How can others live?

Except for helping them to put up a few Spring Festival couplets at the door that they couldn't reach, the others who couldn't help them all returned home safely and slumped on their chairs.

Bai Lan asked him, "Didn't you go next door to help write the Spring Festival couplets? Why did you come back so quickly?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head: "When I go to Uncle Han's house, apart from being able to do some hard work, I can't help anything else. Mom, the calligraphy written by an eight-year-old child in Xiaodoubao is more beautiful than the one I have practiced for more than ten years. Although Xiaoroubao can only draw and eat, the lifelike appearance of the drawing makes people drool. I even want to take a bite when I see it, not to mention the rice ball. I learned to cut window flowers last night, and I have cut more than you. Well, I don't want to go to the next door when I have nothing to do in the future. It really hits people. I am obviously not stupid. At least I am admitted to a university, right? At least I am smarter than many people, right? No fool."

Bai Lan: "…"