Chapter 56 Are you worried about something?

Fang Xiaoluo looked at Shen Haifeng enjoying a bowl of milk powder and didn't have the heart to urge him.

Fortunately, the child knew that studying was a serious matter. He finished the drink quickly and put the bowl aside.

"I'm done. You can start."

Fang Xiaoluo spread out the Chinese test paper. "Let me see how your foundation is first."

She pointed to the first big question, the most basic one was to write a word by looking at the pinyin.

Fang Xiaoluo looked at the large area of ​​red crosses and could only start from the first one.

She had spelled the first one, which should be spring breeze.

She asked, "First one, spell it for me."

Shen Haifeng stretched out his finger and pointed at the first pinyin seriously, "cun村, feng风. Village wind."

Fang Xiaoluo gave him a thumbs up, "Okay, good, you know how to write village."

"Explain to me why it is village wind, could it be something else?"

Shen Haifeng looked at it several times and felt that there was nothing wrong with his spelling. The school teacher hadn't started to explain the test paper yet, so he didn't know the correct answer and couldn't think of what it was in the textbook, "The strong wind in the village may be called village wind."

Fang Xiaoluo covered his head, "Don't you know the difference between flat tongue and rolled tongue? Could this be spring wind?"

Shen Haifeng suddenly realized after listening, it seemed to be the case.

Fang Xiaoluo pointed to the second word - what.

Shen Haifeng's answer was blank.

"You can't be unable to write these two words, I think they are very simple."

Shen Haifeng smiled embarrassedly, "This should be aesthetics, I don't remember learning it."

What, aesthetics? It's really perfect.

Fang Xiaoluo now has a rough idea in mind, this really needs to be learned from scratch.

She saw another more explosive word and couldn't help asking, "Are you sure you have learned this word?"

Shen Haifeng looked at the two words he wrote - go to bed.

"What on?" Fang Xiaoluo pointed at the pinyin of chuan.

Shen Haifeng spelled it again and then said naturally, "Go to bed? The teacher must have marked this wrong. I'll ask the teacher when I go to school. Each word is two points."

Fang Xiaoluo said seriously, "I think your teacher might not give you those two points. He will even glare at you and kick you three times."

Shen Haifeng asked blankly, "Why?"

"It's a good thing to be confident in yourself." Fang Xiaoluo said, "But could this be getting on a boat, a boat, the side of the boat, this boat."

"Ah." Shen Haifeng understood, "Get on a boat, no wonder."

Fang Xiaoluo moved the Chinese test paper away and didn't have to take the math test paper. This one was clearer.

"I borrowed last semester's textbooks yesterday. We will start from b, p, m, and f. If you don't understand something, ask me immediately. After you have learned all the pinyin, if you still spell it like this, I will kick you to death."

Seeing Fang Xiaoluo gritting his teeth, Shen Haifeng couldn't help but shrink his neck.

What a vicious person.

In the morning, Fang Xiaoluo took Shen Haifeng to study for more than an hour.

First, they recognized the six initials, and then did some arithmetic problems of addition and subtraction within ten.

Zheng Lanhua passed by Fang Xiaoluo's door, and saw through the glass that she was tutoring Shen Haifeng with homework, so she went to cook.

She stared at the pile of ingredients in the kitchen, and finally held back her innovative ideas. She honestly cooked millet porridge, made boiled eggs, and heated up steamed buns.

By the time Fang Xiaoluo and Shen Haifeng finished, Zheng Lanhua had already put breakfast on the table.

"It's time to eat!"

Shen Haifeng went into the room and called Shen Haiping up. After preparing water for him to wash his face and brush his teeth, he walked to the table and took a look. He felt a little uncomfortable.

"Grandma, did you make this or did you get it from the canteen?"

Zheng Lanhua brought Shen Jinxia over and said unhappily, "I don't have so much spare money to go to the canteen to get food every day."

Shen Haifeng sat down, peeled an egg and put it in Shen Haiping's bowl, then lowered his head and ate in silence.

Fang Xiaoluo sighed in her heart. It was not easy. She thought Zheng Lanhua didn't go to the canteen to get food and started cooking dark food again.

It's really rare.

Shen Jinxia carefully peeled an egg by herself. The boiled egg white was white and tender. It was so big in her hand.

She took a bite and squinted her eyes in satisfaction. It smelled so good.

"Grandma, are you worried about something today?" Shen Jinxia's voice was soft and childish.

Zheng Lanhua finished a mouthful of porridge and asked Shen Jinxia, ​​"Why do you say that? What can I worry about?"

Shen Jinxia took another bite of the egg. The yolk smelled even better when she bit it into her mouth.

"Grandma, you usually steam the egg and then put radish strips or cabbage shreds on it." Shen Jinxia said, "You are not worried today, how could you forget to put it in?"

Zheng Lanhua took another mouthful of porridge and choked.

She turned around and coughed.

Shen Jinxia jumped off the high chair and wanted to pat Zheng Lanhua on the back, but she couldn't reach it.

Shen Haifeng quickly reached out to help Zheng Lanhua calm down.

Fang Xiaoluo looked at the chaos in front of her and curled her lips. Look, Zheng Lanhua's dark cuisine has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Zheng Lanhua had almost finished coughing, so she picked up Shen Jinxia and pressed her back into the chair, "There are no radishes and cabbages at home."

"Oh." Shen Jinxia nodded in understanding, "So that's the case."

After dinner, Shen Haifeng went to school and Zheng Lanhua went to wash the dishes.

Fang Xiaoluo went back to the room to embroider a cheongsam, and Shen Haiping still sat beside her silently, writing and drawing.

Shen Jinxia also followed her, staring at the silk thread and pattern in her hand, very obedient.

The wall clock rang eight times, and Shen Jinxia jumped off the stool, "Mom, I'm going out to play, I'll be back soon."

In the compound, it is very safe for children to play together, and there is no parent accompanying them. Everyone is used to it.

After getting Fang Xiaoluo's response, Shen Jinxia ran out happily with her short legs.

She had made an appointment with Xiaoying and Lingling to play hide-and-seek together.

Shen Jinxia ran to the big tree where they usually played, and Xiaoying and Lingling were already there.

Of course, there were other children from the compound as well.

When Yu Xiaopang saw Shen Jinxia coming, his eyes lit up, and he ran over with an oil-paper bag in his hand, and handed it to Shen Jinxia like a treasure, "Xia Xia, look, these are the snacks my mom bought when she got off work yesterday. I secretly saved them for you. They are delicious. Come and try them."

Yu Xiaopang is Yu Xinzheng's youngest son, four years old this year, very fond of food, and has grown very strong and round.

Yu Feixu once said that he would not let Yu Xiaopang play with her, saying that their fathers were sworn enemies. Therefore, Shen Jinxia didn't like Yu Xiaopang.

She took a step back and said, "I don't want to eat it, you can eat it yourself."

Yu Xiaopang tasted it and found it was so delicious that he resisted eating it because he wanted to give it to Shen Jinxia. He had saved it for the whole night.