When Han Chengshan returned home, he sat at his desk, sometimes biting his pen, sometimes scratching his ear, and constantly scratching his cheek, as if he were having a difficult struggle with writing a self-criticism.
He scratched his head and sighed, each stroke of his pen as if he had used all his strength.
He was restless, as if countless nails were piercing his buttocks.
At this moment, Xiaoqi was happily running around him with her fairy wand. The little girl was like a cold and ruthless overseer. Whenever she saw her third brother showing any signs of slacking off or daydreaming, she would hit him hard on the forehead with her fairy wand.
"Ouch!" Han Chengshan rubbed his forehead, looking aggrieved, after being hit by the stick again. "Little sister, can't you go play somewhere else? What's so fun about watching me write a self-criticism?"
"No way! My second sister told me to keep an eye on you here. If you don't finish writing your self-criticism before dinner, you won't get any food today!"
"How much longer until dinner?" Han Chengshan asked, rubbing his stomach.
Little Qi twitched her little nose and keenly smelled the delicious aroma of stir-fried beef in the air. She happily said, "Grandpa is already cooking! At the speed at which he cooks, I think we can eat in about an hour!"
Han Chengshan looked at the mere thousand words of self-criticism in front of him, and then thought about how he had to write a five thousand-word self-criticism in an hour. It was simply an impossible task!
It's simply impossible!
Since that's the case, we might as well just give up and do nothing.
He had just leaned back in his chair, ready to close his eyes and rest for a while, when his sister struck him on the head, making him howl in pain!
Han Chengshan rubbed his forehead, looking miserable, and said, "You went too far! What if you've made me stupid?"
Xiao Qi giggled incessantly: "I didn't turn on the switch! Third brother, if you slack off again, I'll give you a thunderous blow next time!"
Han Chengshan looked at the pink, seemingly harmless, and childish fairy wand in his sister's hand. At that moment, in his eyes, the fairy wand was neither cute nor childish; instead, it resembled a venomous snake with its mouth open, ready to bite him at any moment!
"Take that thing away from me! What if it gets electrified!"
He was really afraid that his sister would hit him on the head with a stick. Even if the switch wasn't turned on, if this thing leaked electricity and delivered a thunderous blow to his head, he would be going straight to meet the King of Hell!
Xiao Qi put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "Third brother, you're wasting time again! Hurry up and write!"
Han Chengshan sighed helplessly, lowered his head to write a self-criticism with a wronged expression, but after writing only two words, he felt that he really couldn't squeeze out any more content. He scratched his smooth bald head and said, "Little sister, I really don't know how to write anymore. There are still four thousand words left, and I just can't get through them!"
Meeting her third brother's pitiful gaze, Xiao Qi put away her fairy wand and ran off, saying, "Third brother, wait a minute, I'm going to make a phone call to ask my friend."
"Xiaoqi, you have friends now?"
Han Chengshan looked at his sister in surprise.
Xiao Qi straightened her back, proudly raised her head, and said, "I have so many friends! More than my third brother!"
As if remembering something, Xiaoqi slapped her forehead and said, "Oh right, Third Brother, there used to be a chubby brother and an uncle waiting for you at the door, but Uncle Jianguo took them away and they checked into a nearby hotel. Remember to go find them!"
"Little Fatty! Uncle Tie!" Han Chengshan slapped his forehead, just like his sister, and said, "How could I forget about them? I'll go find them after I finish writing my self-criticism!"
After making the phone call, Xiaoqi returned full of confidence: "Third brother, is there any benefit to teaching you how to write a self-criticism?"
"You can write a self-criticism? Go away, stop causing trouble!"
"Hmph! Ishii has already taught me the secrets to writing self-criticisms, and now I can write them!"
Looking at his younger sister's proud and smug little face, Han Chengshan couldn't help but reach out and pinch Xiao Qi's little cheek, secretly praising her in his heart: Hmm! It feels really good!
"Third brother!" Xiaoqi slapped his hand away, glaring at him angrily, and said, "Don't pinch my cheeks!"
Han Chengshan chuckled, "You can't even write a complete character, yet you can write a self-criticism? Don't brag!"
"Xiaoqi wasn't bragging!" Xiaoqi stomped her feet angrily: "Shengli said that we should first write down what happened, then summarize the incident, and then write down how we realized our mistakes."
Xiaoqi suddenly shut up when she got to the crucial point.
Han Chengshan urged impatiently, "Next!"
What he said earlier was similar to the thousand words he had written, and he was eager to know how to continue writing.
Xiao Qi stood with her hands on her hips, head held high, mouth tightly shut, glancing at him sideways, refusing to say anything more.
Han Chengshan immediately understood that his sister wanted something in return!
But his sister has everything she wants, so what is she lacking?
She has everything that I have!
She has things that I don't have!
"My dearest little sister, tell your third brother quickly, what's next? Whatever you want, as long as your third brother has it, he'll give it all to you!"
"Hehe!" Xiao Qi laughed, her eyes crinkling, her two little dimples sinking deep into her cheeks: "Third brother, take me to the real gun museum!"
"That won't do! You're only a few years old, you can't go in!"
"Why can't I go in!" Xiao Qi puffed out her cheeks angrily. "I want to go!"
“You’re too young. There aren’t any kids that small there. Besides, it’s bad for your hearing. You’re not strong enough; you might not even have the strength to pull the trigger…”
Han Chengshan tried to persuade his sister with a lot of heartfelt words, but all he got in return was a huffy reply from his sister: "I'm going!"
Little Qi pouted and huffed, "If there aren't any kids my age, can't I be the first one?"
Han Chengshan hesitated for a moment, then muttered, "What you said makes sense..."
Xiao Qi's eyes darted around, and she reached out to grab Han Chengshan's sleeve, saying in a childish voice, "Third brother, aren't you a super VIP? If you take me with you, no one will say anything to you, because with third brother around, I can walk sideways and no one will dare to stop me!"
Han Chengshan burst into laughter at his sister's teasing: "You're not a crab, so don't walk sideways!"
"Third brother, please take me with you, okay? You're the best! Third brother, you're a sharpshooter, with your guidance, I can become sharpshooter number 2! You're the very, very best brother, you'll definitely grant me this little wish! Please take me with you, okay..."
Enveloped by Xiao Qi's endless flattery, Han Chengshan lost himself in the moment, chuckling as he said, "Alright! I'll take you tomorrow! My master owns a real gun parlor, and you're my sister. Nobody will dare stop you. You can play with whatever gun you want!"
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