Reborn 1990: Running towards the life of a housewife

"Read it while looking up the English dictionary! I also read it this way, and it can also deepen my impression. Our English teacher said that you should learn to collect good books."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhe felt that he didn't care enough about his children's studies and didn't know much about them. This was also the reason why he was often away from home, and his children had grown up before he knew it.

"Okay, I'll take you to the bookstore tomorrow."

Yaoyao held the bowl and asked eagerly: "Dad, when will you take me to the amusement park?"

"I'll take you to the amusement park when I get back from the bookstore." Touched Yao's little head, "Do you have any books you want to buy?"

Yaoyao quickly shook his head, "No, no!"

Shen Xiaojun said with a smile: "There are many children's books suitable for him at home. Most of them were bought by Xiao Xiaoyue and others before. He wished he could throw away those books. He even hid them secretly under the bed before. Now ask him, It's strange that he can be said to be talented. Wait until you take them there tomorrow and buy him a few books if you see something suitable. Don't ask him, it will be in vain."

When Yaoyao heard her mother say this, her little mouth pouted.

He folded his little hands on his chest and was angry, he was still young, why did he have to read so many books.

Seeing him so cute, everyone laughed.

The next day.

Lin Zhe and his wife took their three children to the largest bookstore in Shanghai. It has three floors. There is a borrowing area and a book buying area. There are pens, inks, paper and inkstones. As long as they are related to the two words "book" and "write", there are almost no books here. Can be purchased.

They started shopping on the first floor and passed by a classical musical instrument store. Lin Zhe walked in and saw the guzheng displayed in the store and couldn't help but play it a few times.

Xiaowei's eyes lit up, "Dad, are you playing "A Laugh in the Sea"?"

Xiaoyue was also surprised, "Dad, you can also play the guzheng!"

Lin Zhe said with a smile: "Your father, I know a lot."

Shen Xiaojun glanced at him sideways and boasted again!

Lin Zhe caught his wife's look and coughed, "Actually, it's not really good. I can play this one, Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu."

Then he pointed to the strings and showed them, "Counting from this string down is 12356, and up is 65321, which is divided into high and low ranges. Xiao Yue is a music student and knows this scale. Give her a score and she will definitely know it. bomb."

Xiao Yue stuck out her tongue, "Dad, I'm not that good. Even if it pops up, I can't listen to it."

Xiaowei was quite interested, "Mom, buy me a guzheng! I'll take it back and play it."

There is a price sign next to the guzheng. They are not expensive, a little over 2000 yuan, some are more than 3000 yuan, and there are even cheaper ones, more than 1000 yuan.

When I first started playing, there was no need to buy a good one. Just buy one that cost more than 2000. Shen Xiaojun agreed without thinking.

Lin Zhe was good at this and that. He picked up the erhu and played a piece of "Er Quan Ying Yue", and when he saw the flute, he played a piece of "Shepherd's Song", which really showed him off.

It was also the first time for several children to know that he could do this.

"Dad, why do you know everything?"

Lin Zhe was proud, "You have inherited my artistic talent. Just ask your mother. Back then, your father and I could sing and dance. When there were activities in the town, I was always there."

Shen Xiaojun nodded. She admitted that she was attracted to the half-filled jar of water when she had bad eyesight.

Then she got out of control and was tricked by his sweet words.

Alas, thinking back to the beginning, I still had little knowledge.

"Your dad knows a little bit about everything, but he's not good at anything. It's like a monkey breaking corns. He picks up one piece and throws another one away."

Yaoyao raised his hand, "I know, dad has no perseverance and always gives up halfway. He is too greedy!"

Lin Zhe almost spit out a mouthful of old blood!

What a good son he is!

This knife is accurate when inserted!

He rubbed Yaoyao's little head heavily and said, "When you were your father, you had such good conditions! I learned whatever I wanted to learn. I learned all these things from others, and my family couldn't afford to buy musical instruments, so I couldn't Do you have to give up halfway? You are so heartless, and you still say that I am too greedy."

He picked up Yaoyao and rubbed it in his arms, "Is daddy greedy? Are you saying daddy has no perseverance?"

Yaoyao giggled in his father's arms, "Dad is not greedy, Yaoyao is wrong! Yaoyao used the New Year's money to buy musical instruments for his father."

Lin Zhe was moved by this, and he even knew how to take money out of the small money jar.

"Are you really buying it for dad?"

Yaoyao's eyes were bright, and he waved his little hand, "Buy!" This was so grand!

He was being generous. When Lin Zhe went to touch the guzheng, he asked his sister in a low voice how much it cost.

Xiaowei whispered in his ear, "This is three thousand and three."

Yaoyao: "..."

His mouth tightened, he didn't seem to have that much.

The little hand pulled Shen Xiaojun's clothes, "Mom, how much new year's money do I have?"

Shen Xiaojun deliberately frowned and thought for a while, "It seems to be a thousand. It doesn't matter. You can borrow it from me and just return it to me when the time comes."

Still owe money?

Yaoyao swallowed and stared at Lin Zhe nervously, his little face tensed up.

Lin Zhe glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and deliberately went to get the most expensive instrument in the store.

Xiaoyue: "Wow! Yaoyao, this costs ten thousand!"

Yaoyao: "..."

Yaoyao almost cried, dad was bullying!

Of course, Lin Zhe couldn't choose an expensive one, so he ended up with a flute that only cost over 50 yuan.

Seeing this, Yaoyao patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s fair to say that dad has a conscience.

Shen Xiaojun laughed until her stomach hurt.

When paying the bill, she specifically told Yaoyao, "You pay for this flute! It will be deducted from your New Year's money. By the way, you can also take out the money from the piggy bank and return it to me."

Yaoyao blinked, "Does my lucky money happen to be one thousand?"

"Yes!"

She really didn't know if he had one thousand, so just assume he had one thousand.

Yaoyao thought about it with his fingers, "Then I'll take the money from the piggy bank and give it back to you. There are 130 yuan in my piggy bank! Mom, can you do it after you get home?"

Calculated very carefully.

"Okay!" Shen Xiaojun discussed with him seriously, "Just remember it, don't forget it later."

Yaoyao nodded his little head vigorously, "I have a good memory and I will never forget it!"

Lin Zhe was very happy to take the flute bought by his son. He didn't put it in the bag, he just held it in his hand, doing this and that, and he could have fun with the flute.

Yaoyao held his father's hand, jumped up and down, and asked, "Is dad happy?"

"Happy. If I could receive a gift from my son every year, I would be even happier."

Yao Yao: ...If you chat like this, you will kill the whole world. Do you know that?