Eight eyes sparkled, hands were stuffed into gloves, and they were all flying with joy. An invincible hip-flip almost threw himself out, but was thrown back by two dogs.
"Gloves, nice ones..." Because the weather was nice on Sanshi Island, gloves weren't needed, and the children hadn't thought of asking their mother to make them. Now, seeing the gloves hanging around Ba Tiao's neck, looking so good, the children stopped worrying about what games to play today and gathered around Cheng Zhenzhu, glancing at Jiu Tiao, waiting for their new gloves.
"Mom, why are you making gloves suddenly?" Er Tiao asked curiously.
"I'll take you to Grandma's for a snowball fight this New Year," Cheng Zhenzhu said as she crocheted. She couldn't do anything fancy with her wool, so she'd just wear it as is. Although the kids always praised her, she still had some self-awareness.
Hearing this, the few guys were so happy that they lined up to pull the clothes and started running around the room.
"Jiu Tiao, turn over to the middle, don't turn over, or you will fall." The train leader Yi Tiao saw that Jiu Tiao, who he had just carried to the corner of the bed, was about to fall off the bed again, so he pointed a bright path to his brother.
"Ah~" Jiu Tiao turned over obediently, and turned back in a few seconds, grinning at his brothers Tiao Tiao, his laughter making a "kakaka" sound.
Nijo tilted his head when he heard that. Jiujo looked so happy, I really wanted to send him to school...
Jiu Tiao was still so young, how could he understand the "evil" intentions of his second brother? He thought he was playing with him, so he was so happy that his eyes lit up and his little mouth chattered again.
But now, there is only Jiu Ting who can talk to babies. No one talks to him. At most, we pick him up, rock him, and put him in the corner of the bed...
A week later.
"Finally, it's done..." Under the urging of the children, Cheng Zhenzhu worked faster and faster. After several days of hard work, she finally made seven pairs of gloves. She added six stripes to hers. As for the ninth stripe, she made him a pair of woolen socks.
He didn't like any pair of cotton socks that stuck to his feet, let alone the rough and bulky wool socks his mother had made him. As soon as he put them on, the little guy pulled them off. He tossed them aside, patted his feet with joy, and looked at his mother, waiting for praise.
Cheng Zhenzhu took away the woolen socks that were just for show and replaced them with a pair of soft and comfortable cotton socks for Jiu Tiao. "Okay, Brother Tiao and his friends have gloves, and you have socks too. The woolen socks Mom made are a bit rough, so we don't wear them if we don't like them. But you can't take these off casually. It's cold, what should we do if our feet get frozen?"
"Ahhh~" Jiu Tiao looked confused, then turned his feet up and reached out to pull his socks. These socks were closer to his feet and not easy to pull off. The little guy kept nagging and started to argue.
But don’t show this as a new skill... Cheng Zhenzhu put the socks that were almost pulled off back on to teach the little one that this was wrong.
Little Jiu Tiao didn't have any idea of right or wrong at that moment. He was just curious. Seeing him take off his clothes and his mother put them on again, he thought it was a kind of interaction. At that moment, his little hands pulled even harder, and he even held his feet and nibbled them, full of joy.
Cheng Zhenzhu has a solution for babies who love to pull their socks. That night before bed, Cheng Zhenzhu changed the little one into a pair of extra-long socks, tucking them inside their trouser legs. She didn't want to have to search for socks for him in the middle of the night...
This method was quite effective in the short term. After that, when Cheng Zhenzhu woke up in the morning for several days, she saw Jiu Tiao pulling his socks relentlessly, "ah ah" and pulling, but he couldn't pull them off, so he looked at Cheng Zhenzhu for help.
Cheng Zhenzhu pretended to help, but in reality she was pulling the socks up again. She had discovered a benefit of the nine-stripe sock-pulling technique. The little one loved to chant slogans while pulling the socks, and after chanting slogans too much, he became thirsty, and drank a few more sips of water and milk powder every day. It was a delightful discovery, wasn't it?
However, this is only for a short period of time, because the potential of the dolls is unlimited. In order to achieve their goals, they can work hard to what extent, they themselves do not know.
San Tiao deeply resonated with the latter statement. His goal this semester was to get first place in the exams, and after observing them for a semester, he felt it wasn't a big deal. However, further improvement would still be difficult for his two older brothers.
But Mom said that if my two brothers improve a little more, I will make them big, soft cakes instead of noodles for their birthdays this year! They like egg cakes, and the cakes Mom makes will definitely taste better!
So the three brothers began their battle to defend the cake. After the third brother finished studying, he supervised his two older brothers' review. The second brother, who was good at Chinese, did the math. The eldest brother, who was not good at either math or Chinese, took turns.
Ichijo and Nijo were a bit impatient, but for the sake of the cake, they endured it! Mainly because Sanjo, the little teacher, was quite strict...
Six, Seven, and Eight knew that the cake was related to them as well. After a look, they found that they seemed unable to help, so they went out to play by themselves so as not to bother their brothers One and Two.
To get their hands on the big cake, the six little ones worked silently. Suddenly, the seven-month-old Jiu Tiao was left without his older brother to play with or praise. The little one lay in bed, too lazy to even turn over, his head twisted and his short legs swaying, as if he was just throwing a tantrum.
Finally, Cheng Zhenzhu got some free time and lay down next to Jiu Tiao to catch up on the sleep she had missed that night...
In January, after New Year's Day, the exams are approaching. First, take the first three, then the second, and then the first.
The school was so small that the papers were graded quickly. A few days later, the three children happily showed their mother their "little red books," which contained their grades and the teacher's comments.
The results were encouraging. Three of them took first place, as expected. One and two of them both improved significantly compared to last semester.
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