Chapter 266 A Hobby Different from Others

In the living room, Fang Xiaoluo was sitting there, while Shen Haifeng and Shen Haiping were standing there.

When Fang Xiaoluo looked up, Shen Haifeng immediately smiled widely.

Fang Xiaoluo stared at the fake scar on Shen Haifeng's forehead for a few seconds, then she stood up and took a wet towel over, "Wipe it off."

Shen Haifeng smiled and wiped his face clean.

"Mom, did you see it? I knew that nothing could be hidden from you."

Fang Xiaoluo sat down again, "Don't be so rude, tell me, what happened?"

Shen Haifeng and Shen Haiping talked to each other about what happened at noon.

Finally, Shen Haiping said, "I asked my brother to go to Shi Weizhi's mother to complain first, because..."

"Because her mother is difficult to deal with and unreasonable, and you are afraid of getting into trouble." Fang Xiaoluo continued.

Shen Haiping nodded, "Yeah."

Fang Xiaoluo actually had no objection to the way the two children were handled, and she wanted to praise them. One is smart and flexible, and can put on makeup, and the other has strong command and a good talent for acting.

But she couldn't clearly express that she would allow this method. Sure enough, educating children is really difficult.

Fang Xiaoluo didn't say anything for a long time, which made Shen Haifeng and Shen Haiping feel very anxious.

Finally Fang Xiaoluo spoke, "You two go back and give me the big grid notebook I bought, fifty pieces of regular script, in three days. Keep it straight and neat, and there must be no wrong words on every page."

"Remember, write with a pen, not a pencil. If you make a mistake, tear it up and write again. If you make a mistake in the last word, all the previous words will be in vain. I will check it for each wrong word, and make a hand board. Remember it clearly."

At first, the two of them relaxed a lot when they heard that they were writing .

Fifty pages is indeed a lot, but it's okay, at least they didn't get beaten.

But writing with a pen can't be erased. If you make a mistake in the last word, wouldn't it be in vain?

It's so difficult.

Fang Xiaoluo added, "You are not allowed to write one, two, three, four, big, small, how many, etc. You two, write the words in the second grade textbook for the second semester."

But she knew that this was not difficult at all for Shen Haiping, he had already learned it.

She was even thinking about whether to let Shen Haiping skip a grade.

Seeing the two children's faces fall, Fang Xiaoluo raised her eyebrows, "Unsatisfied?"

The two children shook their heads quickly.

"No, no. Thank you, Mom."

Fang Xiaoluo took out money from his pocket and handed it to Shen Haifeng, "You two go buy three watermelons after school and bring them back. They must be big ones."

"Three?" Shen Haifeng was a little confused.

Fang Xiaoluo said, "Didn't Haiping promise to share watermelons with you guys tomorrow? If you guys have eaten all of them, we should have some too. Buy three."

Three watermelons, big ones.

Shen Haifeng wondered, how should he carry them back?

Fang Xiaoluo stood up, "It's your business to bring them back. I'm going to eat watermelon tonight anyway."

Fang Xiaoluo went back to the house to sleep. Shen Haifeng shook the money in his hand and said, "For three big watermelons, should we get a cart or a sled?"

"A sled won't work. There's no snow now, and it's too heavy to pull. Let's borrow a cart and put it at the school gatekeeper's place." Shen Haiping sighed , "Mom is so nice. I originally wanted to use my money to buy the watermelons, but she gave us money."

Shen Haifeng nodded, "That's right, Shi Weizhi just said that. Mom has always been very good to us."

When school started in the afternoon, Shen Haifeng and Shen Haiping pushed the cart out at home.

Yu Feixu was very curious, "Why did you two get a cart?"

Shen Haiping said, "We went to buy watermelons after school in the evening. The money my mother gave us was to buy three big watermelons."

Yu Feixu was very convinced, "So, you two showed your true colors, but you didn't get beaten, and your aunt even gave you money for the watermelons?"

What kind of fairy mother is this? !

If it were his parents, they would at least chase him around the yard with a broom.

"Yes, my mother is really great." Shen Haiping said, "But my mother asked my brother and I to write fifty pages of big characters in fountain pen each, and we couldn't make any mistakes."

"Fifty pages?" Yu Feixu looked up at the sky, "It would be better to get beaten."

Shen Haifeng pouted, "Yu Feixu, you are thick-skinned, so you are happy to be beaten."

"Shen Haifeng, fifty pages, and the handwriting can't be wrong, isn't that fatal?" Yu Feixu said, "It's not that I'm thick-skinned, it's called weighing the pros and cons. In comparison, I prefer a beating."

Shen Haifeng: "Your hobbies are always different from others."

Yu Feixu snorted, "Then can't you two go out to play these few days? I'm tired."

Shen Haifeng: "What? The exam is coming soon."

In the evening, Fang Xiaoluo saw Shen Haifeng and Shen Haiping pushing a cart back with three big watermelons in it.

The two children were tired enough, after all, the cart was really heavy.

They wiped their sweat, but they were also very happy.

Shen Haifeng yelled, "Mom, we bought some watermelons."

Fang Xiaoluo took a look and smiled, "This watermelon is really big."

Zheng Lanhua said, "Can we finish it?"

Fang Xiaoluo said, "It's okay, Mom, we have a refrigerator today, we can plug it in now, and we can put the leftover watermelon in the refrigerator later."

The weather is hot, and everyone likes to eat something cool. In the past, when we bought watermelons, we must rinse them with cold water, but today we all eat them at room temperature, because Fang Xiaoluo is pregnant, so everyone lets her eat whatever she wants.

After dinner in the evening, Zheng Lanhua cut the watermelon.

Fang Xiaoluo asked Shen Haifeng to give some to Yu Feixu and others, and the neighbors shared some.

When Shen Zheng came back, everyone was eating watermelon in the yard.

He was holding a half-filled bag of noodles.

Fang Xiaoluo asked, "Did you have dinner tonight?"

"No, do you have any more rice?" Shen Zheng said, and then he went into the house with the bag of noodles.

Fang Xiaoluo followed him in, "Yes, I left some for you."

Shen Zheng put the bag of flour on the shelf in the kitchen, changed his clothes and washed his hands. Seeing Fang Xiaoluo wanted to serve him food, he quickly said, "Just sit down and accompany me. I'll do it myself."

Fang Xiaoluo took the still hot food out of the pot and put it on the table. "It's just serving food. It won't be tiring."

"What are you carrying?" Fang Xiaoluo asked.

Shen Zheng sat down. "Yu Xinzheng bought the noodles. Didn't he say he wanted to make liangpi tomorrow? He insisted on having it made at our house, so he asked me to bring it back."

Fang Xiaoluo laughed, "Why did he insist on having it made at our house? Besides, even if he was just making liangpi, he wouldn't need so much noodles."

Shen Zheng said, "Yu Xinzheng said that the noodles wouldn't last long at his house anyway, and his son would have to come to our house to make trouble later, so he might as well just deliver it." This