Seventy-year-old book: The villain Zaizai’s best mother

Now that Miaomiao wanted to raise her hand and say that she had carried it, Zhang Honghong was very angry.

Miaomiao could not recite so quickly before!

It wasn't that she was unhappy before, it was because Miaomiao didn't dare or was embarrassed to raise her hand, because she was afraid that Zhang Honghong would be jealous of her and say sarcastic remarks, that Zhang Honghong would secretly try to make fun of her, and that she was afraid that she would make a mistake and be laughed at by Zhang Honghong.

But now she is pampered and encouraged by Xia Mingshuang. Children with love have confidence, and she dares to show off when she is confident.

She raised her hand decisively.

Yang Lichun was very happy and asked Miao Miao to get up and recite.

Miaomiao memorized it word for word. Yang Lichun applauded and praised: "Miaomiao recited it quickly and accurately. It shows that she was very attentive when reading aloud."

Zhang Honghong was so angry that she almost broke her favorite pencil.

Yang Lichun asked who else had carried it.

Other students are hesitant. They haven't memorized it yet. It will be almost done in a while.

Zhang Honghong couldn't help but raise her hand, she couldn't lose to Gu Miaomiao!

Yang Lichun asked her to get up and recite, but Zhang Honghong got stuck after reciting two sentences and made two mistakes. Yang Lichun smiled and gave her a hint and encouraged her, "Not bad, continue."

Zhang Honghong stumbled and finished, feeling embarrassed and angry. She sat down and glared at Miao Miao.

Miaomiao: "..."

The teacher asked who else had memorized it.

Yang Xiaofang and Yang Weidong raised their hands.

Yang Lichun was about to call someone, but she saw a chubby little hand raised there. She couldn't help but asked curiously: "Xiao Zhuangzhuang, have you carried it on your back too?"

Xiao Zaizai thought to himself: I have carried it on my back a long time ago.

Yang Lichun asked him to get up and try.

Zhang Honghong snorted, this family really loves showing up!

She whispered sarcastically to Miaomiao: "Is your family all like this? Your mother went to the supply and marketing cooperative to show up, and your brother came here to show up?"

Miaomiao could ignore her scolding her, but she didn't like her talking about her mother and brother, but she couldn't argue in class, lest it affect the class.

At this time, the little Zaizai was already pressing on the desk, knelt up on the stool, and said abruptly: "Teacher, I have memorized it."

Yang Lichun curiously asked him to try it.

The little Zaizai began to recite in a baby voice: "h little soldier, h little soldier, the great man responded to the call, we will inherit the revolutionary tradition..."

I recited it in one breath, every word is good.

Yang Lichun clapped vigorously, and Miao Miao, Yang Weidong, Yang Xiaofang and other classmates also clapped and praised the little Zaizai for his good memorization.

Da Zhuang tilted his head and looked at his little brother with a look of disbelief on his face. How could such a small child surpass him?

Then when I'm at home... wouldn't it be a countdown?

He suddenly felt a sharp edge on his back, as if Xia Ming's teasing eyes were already looking over him.

Do you... really need to study hard? Isn’t it possible to work hard to make up lessons?

Yang Lichun's eyes gleamed when she looked at Xiao Zaizai, as if she were looking at a little prodigy, and she wanted to call him to the podium for a closer look.

At the end of the class, the teacher did not assign any homework because there was still a Chinese class today.

Yang Lichun couldn't help but come over to chat with Xiao Zaizai and asked him why he carried it so fast.

Zaizai is very polite and will answer obediently whenever adults ask him. This is a habit he developed while working with Xia Mingshuang.

But now he really wants to pee, why is the teacher still asking questions?

Miaomiao stood aside and saw Zaizai looking at her with big eyes and his little body couldn't help but swinging there. She understood immediately and quickly told the teacher to take Zaizai to the toilet.

There are two toilets in the school, for men and women.

Xiao Zaizai shook his head and refused to enter the women's restroom. Miaomiao didn't trust him to go to such a restroom by himself. She was afraid that he would fall into the latrine, so she asked Da Zhuang to accompany him in.

Da Zhuang didn't think about this at all. He was not that attentive. He had to wait for Miao Miao to tell him before he realized it.

After coming out of the toilet, the little Zaizai felt refreshed and walked slowly and leisurely.

Da Zhuang followed him, looking at Xiao Zaizai with his hands behind his back like a veteran cadre, he couldn't help but feel speechless.

In the second math class, I talked about the new content yesterday and will do the exercises today.

There were no printed papers at this time. The teacher copied them on the blackboard with chalk, and the students copied them in their exercise books.

The math teacher is a young man in his twenties, of medium height, thin and dark. His speech is not very strong and he talks relatively little.

When he saw Da Zhuang bringing his younger brother to class, he didn't even ask. As long as the child didn't make any noise or cause trouble, he didn't care at all.

Seeing his elder brother sitting there looking indifferent, Xiao Zaizai suddenly asked in a low voice with his big black eyes flashing: "Brother, you won't copy?"

Da Zhuang doesn't want to copy, he doesn't like writing, and he doesn't want to do the questions. Besides, can't he just write the answers? What are you copying? I’m so annoyed.

Xiao Zaizai saw that his deskmate Yang Weidong was copying questions, but his elder brother was not copying. He was a little anxious, so he tugged on Da Zhuang's sleeves and whispered: "Brother, copy it quickly."

You still have to make up lessons for brother Nianjun.

Da Zhuang had never done this kind of homework before, but now he was stared at by the big black eyes of Zaizai. The baby's eyelashes were as thick and black as two small brushes. He was so innocent and innocent that he didn't know how to refuse.

Just... I feel like I can't be embarrassed in front of my little brother.

Da Zhuang reluctantly picked up the pencil and began to copy perfunctorily.

The little Zaizai immediately pressed the edge of the desk with his little hands and leaned over to watch his elder brother copy the questions.

Da Zhuang tilted his head and looked into Xiao Zaizai's big black eyes, "Do you understand?"

Xiao Zaizai shook his head, "Brother teaches me."

It's his first day at school. He definitely won't be able to understand it.

This child regards today as if he is going to school.

The pen in Da Zhuang's hand paused for a moment, and he looked at his ghostly calligraphy, and couldn't help but feel a little... embarrassed.

The little Zaizai didn't seem to dislike it at all. He just looked at his elder brother's writing curiously and thought he was so awesome.

His little hand couldn't help but move, and he wanted to use a pencil to write, but his mother said that he was still young and his fingers were soft and it was best not to write.

He looked at Da Zhuang's notebook, then looked hard at the words on the blackboard, and couldn't help but use his little finger to remind Da Zhuang which word was wrong.

Da Zhuang: "..."

Don't want to change.

His pencil was almost bald but he was too lazy to sharpen it. His eraser was of poor quality and was slippery and difficult to use, which would make the notebook dark and easy to break. So he pretended he didn't know when he made mistakes and never used an eraser to correct them.

The teacher doesn’t care anyway.

Now that Xiao Zaizai said this, Da Zhuang felt a little embarrassed.

He looked at his pencil and then at the two dark typos. You said the strokes were so thick and the handwriting was so sloppy. How did Xiao Zai Zai see the mistake?

He looked at Xiao Zai Zai condescendingly and felt that he was completely different from before. Well, just like his mother, he seemed to be a different person from before. But it's not just the two of them, Miao Miao and Er Zhuang are also very different from before. Only themselves have not changed as always.

Still so manly!

The little Zaizai looked at him curiously. If the big brother didn't correct the typo, what was he looking at?

Da Zhuang was defeated by his innocent and pure eyes. He resignedly took out his eraser and started rubbing it. "Hi!" A hole was ripped out of the notebook.

The little Zaizai's eyes suddenly widened, looking at the hole in shock.

Da Zhuang: "..."