Chapter 110 (1/2)
Zhou Qingbai is resting next door, and Lin Qinghe is in the children's room.
With her in the past, he would not rest at all and would accompany her, so she would not go in at all, so she would not bother him.
”Well done, but there is a second way of thinking.” Lin Qinghe gave the question and checked the result of the big boy's work.
”Let me see.” Zhou Dawa took over and began to think about the second way of thinking.
It has to be said that the child is smart, bold and careful, and not timid, but he is also careful when he has to be careful.
After thinking for a while, he came up with it, and then made it for his mother to see.
Lin Qinghe was quite satisfied and said, ”now write a composition with the sun as the topic.”
”The sun?” Zhou Dawa was stunned, then nodded to show that she knew: ”how many words do you want to write?”
”Three hundred words is the lowest, but you can write as much as you can, and I will be rewarded if you write too much.” Lin Qinghe picks his eyebrows.
”What's the reward?” Zhou Dawa asked.
”You can suggest what you want to eat and try to make it for you.” Lin Qinghe said.
”I want to eat red date cake!” Said Zhou Dawa.
”No problem.” Lin Qinghe answered him directly: ”the premise is that you can write to my satisfaction.”
”I have no problem!” Zhou Dawa nodded.
It's just a composition. He hasn't written it.
And this is not the first time he has written a composition.
Lin Qinghe said: ”when did you write it for me? I think it's OK. I'll do it for you.”
Zhou Dawa plans to finish it today.
He doesn't go out to play at home in the evening. He writes his homework directly at home. Zhou Dani and them come to ask him. Although Zhou Dani wants to write her own composition, he is also very generous for these sisters to ask questions. Unless he goes out to play and isn't at home, he will tell them.
While teaching them, Zhou Dani wrote her own composition.
”What are you writing, big boy? So much has been written. ” She asked him on Tuesday.
”Composition.” Said Zhou Dawa.
”Composition? What is the composition? ” Zhou Dani didn't understand.
”This is composition.” Zhou Dawa pointed to what she had written.
Zhou Dani and others don't read much, so they don't know. It's not surprising that Zhou Dawa wrote her own.
”What are you doing with your composition, big boy? Did your third grade teacher arrange this? ” Asked Zhou Dani.
”No, my mother arranged it for me. If I write well, my mother promised to make me red date cake.” Said Zhou Dawa.
”Me and Sanwa, too.” She said immediately on Tuesday.
”I want to eat cake.” Wednesday baby nodded.
”Then you have to thank me. If I can't write it out, my mother won't do it. You have no food.” Said Zhou Dawa.
”You have written it out. If your mother doesn't do it, you won't have to eat it.” On Tuesday, the baby said back to him.
”You think your mother is you, and what she says counts!” Said Zhou Dawa.
”Make a noise. Write it quickly.” Lin Qinghe came back from the outside with the basket on her back. She went out to pick wild vegetables. When she came back, she heard that brother and I were about to start.
”Four aunts.” Seeing her coming back, Dani and them all called.
”Well.” Lin Qinghe nodded and said to her two and three: ”your brothers come here to help wash wild vegetables. They want to eat in the evening.”
”Four aunts, I'll wash it.” Said Zhou Dani.
”No, you guys do your homework.” Lin Qinghe said, ”just a little wild vegetables. Their brothers can wash them.”