Jiang Yuan almost laughed out loud and glanced at Fu Jiu who was reading at the desk.
"Your father does have a problem with his vision. It's just that his writing is a bit crooked, not like an earthworm. It's our first time writing, so we can write better in the future, right?"
"yes!"
Little Shitou held his head high and was praised by his mother. The depression of being indoctrinated by his father all day was swept away!
"Mom, can you tell stories?"
"Why do you suddenly want to hear a story?"
"Li Gen's mother tells him stories every night to put him to bed."
Xiao Shitou felt aggrieved, he thought too.
"Then my mother will tell you something..."
Xiao Shitou looked at Jiang Yuan expectantly.
Jiang Yuan thought for a long time: "Then let's tell a story about a little tadpole looking for its mother!"
"Wow, wow!"
Shitou was very excited. He knew the tadpoles. Not long ago, he and Li Gen were catching tadpoles!
"But, what is mother?"
Shitou was confused.
"Um...Mom is what animals call their mothers..."
Fu Jiu found that Jiang Yuan liked to talk nonsense when she asked questions that she couldn't explain, or that she found troublesome.
Moreover, it is quite reasonable.
"A group of tadpoles lived happily in a pond. One day, they found that they could not find their mother. So they immediately set out to find her mother."
"They asked the mother duck if they had seen their mother. The mother duck told the tadpoles that your mother has a pair of big, round eyes."
"The little tadpoles searched and searched, and when they saw a goldfish, they asked the little goldfish, are you our mother?"
"The little goldfish said: I am not your mother. Your mother has four legs and a big mouth."
"The little tadpole said goodbye to the goldfish, found the turtle, and asked: Are you our mother?"
"The little turtle shook his head: I am not your mother, your mother has a white belly!"
"The little tadpole said goodbye to the turtle. From the reflection in the water, he saw that he had grown a tail, four legs, big round eyes, and a bulging white belly. Didn't he look like a frog? It turns out that I
My mother is a frog!"
"The tadpoles searched and searched, and finally one day, they were caught by a few farmers... They made a pot of stir-fried frogs! Wow, it smells so good!"
Jiang Yuan touched her mouth, she was also greedy.
The room was a little quiet for a while.
Jiang Yuan lowered his head and saw Shitou staring blankly with his eyes wide open.
Fu Jiu looked sideways at her, dumbfounded.
"Isn't it good? The frog is cooked and delicious."
But Xiao Shitou curled up his mouth and cried out.
Jiang Yuan was confused: "Why are you still crying? Isn't this story good?"
Little Shitou cried so hard that he was out of breath. He shook his head and said intermittently: "No...no, I didn't find my mother..."
"So that's it. In fact, the tadpole has found its mother."
"real?"
Xiao Shitou immediately stopped crying and looked at Jiang Yuan with tears on his face.
"Of course, because the farmer also ate the tadpole's mother, and their family was reunited in the farmer's belly!"
After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, Mu Er, who was in the hall next door, couldn't help laughing.
The wounds on his body hurt from his bumps.
Fu Jiu was even more helpless.
Little Shitou cried louder, feeling that his young heart was hurt.
Jiang Yuan had no choice but to look at Fu Jiu.
Fu Jiu looked at her innocent and aggrieved look and pinched her forehead.