At night~
Xiaowu washed the dishes, took a quick shower, and then plunged into the desk.
He stared blankly at the homework book with only the three words "apology" written on it.
Su Qianshan knocked on the desk while wiping his hair.
"Xiaowu, hurry up and write. It's already half past eight. You should go to bed at nine, otherwise you won't be able to get up tomorrow."
Xiaowu pouted.
"Brother Qianshan, I can't write it."
"You can't even write a 200-word self-criticism, and you're only a second-year student."
Xiaowu snorted.
What happened to the second graders?
Who did you offend?
Is it necessary to be able to write a self-criticism?
It's a complete victory for him to write the three words "self-criticism" correctly, okay?
"Hehehe."
"Hahaha."
On the bed, Xiaoliu was holding a picture book and laughing.
Xiaowu looked at Xiaoliu thoughtfully for a few seconds.
"Xiao Liu, are we close?"
The two of them just looked at each other and Xiaoliu turned his head away.
"Brother, my good brother, now only you can save me. If you help me finish my apology, I will help you wash your socks for a week. How about that?"
Since the first grade, the Su family children have washed their own socks and underwear.
Xiaoliu lifted the foot to his nose and sniffed it, thinking that this deal was quite worthwhile.
"Okay, I'll give you some ideas, and you can do it yourself."
"Okay, hurry up and tell me. I need to go to bed soon."
Xiaoliu sat on the edge of the bed, cleared his throat, and began to "tutor" word by word.
"Dear teacher, hello, and then write a colon."
"How do you write respect?"
"If you don't know, use pinyin instead."
"Hurry up, next sentence. 'Today, I write this letter of apology to you with a feeling of guilt and regret.'"
"Six, please don't overestimate your brother's education level. Can you please speak some human language and learn the words your brother can write?"
"Five, that's our level. If you can't keep up, find someone else. It's not cold anyway, so I can go without socks."
"My feet get sore without socks. We're in the same bed together, who are you trying to suffocate?"
"I don't mind you farting in bed all the time."
Su Qianshan and Su Qianfan burst out laughing.
Oh my god, what a funny thing.
Being together like this every day, it would be strange if they didn't have crow's feet.
"Okay, okay, just a few complaints. Hurry up and continue reading."
"I feel I really shouldn't bully female classmates, and I shouldn't continue to make mistakes after the teacher pointed out and criticized my mistakes."
"That's a lot. Can you just write 'I was wrong. I'm sorry.'"
"I'm just offering my thoughts. It's up to you whether you want to write it or not."
…
With the help of Xiaoliu, Xiaowu finally finished writing at 8:55.
"Come, show me what you wrote."
Xiaoliu reached out and wanted to take a look at the finished self-criticism letter.
"Look."
"Brother, your handwriting is almost flying. Are you sure you are apologizing and not provoking the teacher?"
The flamboyant handwriting seemed to be saying: See? I didn’t want to write at all. I was forced to do it.
"Okay, just write it and go to sleep."
Without waiting for Su Qianshan to urge him, Xiaowu got into bed very consciously.
As soon as nine o'clock comes, Xiaowu falls asleep in seconds.
East Room~
Su Qing rummaged through boxes and cabinets looking for clothes.
"Cheng Fangyi, do you think I look good in this dress?"
Su Qing was holding a dark red shirt dress and trying it on her body.
This was sent to her by Tang Meilan, who said it was a new product specially made according to Su Qing's size.
"It looks pretty, but wife, the teacher is visiting tomorrow because Xiaowu is too naughty and always makes trouble. Are you provoking the teacher by wearing such festive clothes?"
"Cheng Fangyi, you know how to dress freely? As long as it looks good, that's all. Okay, I've decided. I'm going to wear this tomorrow. Come, I'll put something together for you."
"No need, wife, I'll just wear anything. If you really have nothing to do, then stay with me."
Cheng Fangyi suddenly approached Su Qing.
The warm breath he exhaled fell on Su Qing's neck.
Su Qing quickly dodged.
After a while, he was held in Cheng Fangyi's arms again.
This time, Cheng Fangyi didn't give Su Qing a chance to escape and bit her earlobe directly.
Next comes the shoulders, then the back...
When Su Qing reacted, the clothes on his body had disappeared.
A series of blushing voices rang out.
The moon was so ashamed that it buried itself in the clouds.
Without a doubt, Su Qing got up late again the next day.
Thinking that it was the first time the teacher came to visit his home, Su Qing forced herself to get up and change her clothes and put on makeup, resisting the urge to sleep.
Su Qing was stunned when she saw several people in the living room wearing red dresses neatly.
"I think it's better for the teacher to dress formally since it's her first visit, right?"
Su's mother felt a little uncomfortable because she usually wore black, gray and blue clothes and pants, and suddenly she wore bright colors.
"Your brother put the clothes together for me, saying he would take advantage of my good looks."
Wen Li looked at the modified cheongsam on her body with some uncertainty.
Daya Qianya, Sanya and Siya wore red overalls.
"Mom, look, this red, doesn't it look like the red Xiaowu gets when he gets spanked?"
Xiaowu glared.
"Fourth sister, please stop adding fuel to the fire and make things worse. Go play with your little sisters, okay?"
Can't you see that he's almost dying of nervousness?
Even when I sat down, my legs were shaking unconsciously.
"Oh no! It's so rare to see a scene like this. I have to be there and write it down in my diary so that it can be passed down through the ages."
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