"An'an and Lele, Mom wants to write Spring Festival couplets. You two can call Dad to come over and help."
Wei Jianguo grinds ink and Song Shuqian writes. This has become their habit. During the Spring Festival, the whole family must be together.
Song Shuqian picked up the pen and wrote in a flamboyant style, "The beautiful mountains and rivers add color to the spring, the country is peaceful and the family is full of blessings", with the horizontal banner "Prosperous and peaceful times".
Wei Jianguo collected what she had written and took it out to post it later.
Looking at the people around her, Song Shuqian wrote, "Family happiness and joy, auspiciousness fills the house and the years are sweet", with the horizontal banner "Harmony and happiness fill the house".
The couple looked at each other. This was exactly what they wanted.
The two children were clamoring to write too.
Song Shuxi painted ink on their palms and asked them to put their handprints on the written Spring Festival couplets, so that they could also be considered as participating.
I am satisfied to be able to participate in Lele.
An An looked up at her mother and said, "Mom, I want to write."
Song Shuqian asked him to stand on a small stool, held his hand, and wrote, "The country is prosperous, the people are prosperous, the brother is prosperous, the people are harmonious, the government is good, and the years are prosperous."
Looking at what was written, An An felt incredible, "Mom, I want to learn."
"Yes, but you are too young now and your wrists are not strong enough. When you are 4 years old, mom will teach you. Not only you, but your brother will also have to learn."
An An didn’t know how old four years old was, but he remembered it and promised to remind his mother and teach him when the time comes.
After putting up the Spring Festival couplets, the two of them went to find Sihu and went out to pay New Year's greetings together.
The family compound is meant to be lively. No matter what the relationship is like during normal times, when the children come to pay New Year's greetings during the Spring Festival, they will all get a handful of snacks, and those who are closer will even get red envelopes.
The three children were wearing the same bright red jacket with three big tigers of different shapes made by Song Shuxi using scraps of cloth on it.
Each of them carried a small turtle-shaped backpack, and from a distance, they looked like three little ducks. It's really fun to walk around swayingly.
Wei Jianguo and Liu Xinguo followed behind and watched from a distance.
"I heard from Sihu that these two in your family have already started their elementary education?" Liu Xinguo was shocked when he heard it. This wealthy family was too harsh on their children. They had to start learning at the age of two.
"It's not really enlightenment. The mother would tell the children all kinds of stories, and after telling them two or three times, she would let the children tell them to me. The three of them would also hold a storytelling competition and let me be the judge.
Another thing is to teach children to recognize things around them, such as tables, chairs, benches, fruits, vegetables, etc.
There is nothing else to do but play. They use shells to make wind chimes and small animals, and they also use picked up leaves and small wooden sticks to make anything they can think of. "
Wei Jianguo really doesn’t think this can be considered enlightenment. His wife has said that the child is still young and it’s enough for him to eat well and have fun.
Telling stories and all that is an accident.
His wife complains that it's cold outside in winter and hot outside in summer. She doesn't like to go out and uses it to comfort the children. Of course he would never say that, because his wife has the most face.
Liu Xinguo was still a little curious, "How can such a young child remember stories? What stories are they?"
"I'm currently telling you about Journey to the West. Previously, I told you about Pangu Creates the World, Nuwa Mending the Sky, and various stories from comic books. The kids are particularly fond of Little Soldier Zhang Ga these days."
Liu Xinguo looked at Wei Jianguo and didn't feel comfortable asking, what is the entire "Journey to the West" about?
He only learned about Journey to the West after he joined the army, but he only knew the story of the Three Strikebacks at the White Bone Demon.
Liu Xinguo suppressed his breath and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, and sent their four tigers over to Song Shuqian to teach them. No matter how good the relationship between the two families is, there is no need to make things so difficult for others.
I can only comfort myself that Sihu has already gone to nursery and his starting point is higher than most children.
When did he realize the gap?
When Wei Jianguo was promoted to deputy regiment commander.
In the past, Liu Xinguo and Wei Jianguo were the commander of the first and second battalions respectively. They were equally capable and very familiar with each other.
After that, Wei Jianguo understood more and more things, and he would read the teacher's anthology over and over again every day.
The methods of training and combat became more and more varied, but he himself did not notice it.
Of course, Liu Xinguo is just a little jealous. He has made great progress himself. He serves as a sparring partner for his wife and his fighting skills are constantly improving. He dares to say that in the entire military region, in terms of individual soldier ability, he has no rival except Wei Jianguo.
The three short kids in front met short kids from other families. The parents following behind them made a total of five people, all of whom were comrades-in-arms, and they still had a lot to talk about.
The shortys like the little turtle bags of An An and the other two very much and want to touch them.
"Each person can only touch it once"
"You have to check your hands. Only clean ones can be touched."
"We have to queue up."
An An and Le Le pulled Si Hu to stop the other children from touching the schoolbag.
The grown men at the back watched with interest, and they all thought their own children were the best. Look at him, how sensible he is.
But, naughty kids exist everywhere.
There was a fat little black boy who grabbed Lele's bag and tried to snatch it away. Lele refused to give it to him and started to hit him.
Lele was young and was pushed down.
The adults behind were also the type who liked to watch the fun and thought it was normal for children to fight and play, and they even gathered together to comment on it.
An An and Si Hu couldn't stand it anymore and came over to beat the naughty kid together.
That naughty kid is five years old this year.
After all, the three of them were young, and they lost the fight three against one.
An An turned to the other children and said, "If anyone wants to help, please lend him your bag to carry."
Now all the kids rushed over and beat the little black fat boy.
Like playing Jenga, put the little black fat guy at the bottom.
The adults who were watching the fun didn't dare to watch any more and hurried over to separate the children.
The fat black boy's father mercilessly mocked his son, "Look at you, you lost. Do you want to steal other people's things again? If your father wasn't here today, you would have been beaten.
If you see something you like in the future, you can discuss with the owner and borrow it to have a look. If you try to steal something, you will be beaten. "
The little black fat boy, who had not been crying at first, suddenly cried very loudly.
It was unfair, so unfair, his father watched him get beaten.
An An Lele was held in his father's arms, looking at the little black fat boy. It was obviously them who were being bullied, so why was he crying?
baffling.
The other children were also held by their fathers and continued to visit each family to wish a happy new year.
The children observed carefully and when they saw that their father was not angry and would not be beaten, they clamored to go downstairs to play.
An An was a man of his word. He took his and Le Le’s bags and gave them to everyone to carry.
He also asked Wei Jianguo for help, "Dad, five minutes, one."
"You mean each person can recite for five minutes, right?"
"right"
"Who should I give it to first?" Wei Jianguo wanted to test him.
An An started to line up for people, first, second, third, the order was exactly the same as when they went to help just now.
Although there are two mistakes in the middle, it doesn't matter.
It was enough to surprise these adults. It is very rare for such a young child to be able to do this.
Wei Jianguo attracted another wave of hatred.
Liu Xinguo once again suppressed the words he wanted to say.
There is really no reason to ask others to help educate your children directly.
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