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"It's so dizzy."

"This is a 1, how to fill in the blank"

"Try it, I don't believe we can't even handle 1 to 9."

The four little ones were tangling at the side, while Han Changsheng was lying comfortably on the sofa, eating grapes leisurely.

If the Sudoku game is really only played by elementary school students, it will not have been spread for more than a century.

Use it to deal with a few little girls, at least ten days and half a month can be quiet.

Tong Liya glanced at the four 44 sisters, sat directly beside Han Changsheng, handed out the tablet computer in her hand and looked at him, the purpose was self-evident.

Han Changsheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You want to play anyway"

Tong Liya: "To prove my IQ."

Yang Mi came, "There are mine."

Tang Yan handed the tablet, "Me too."

Han Changsheng: "..."

He always thought that the four little ones were very naive, but now it seems that the three little sisters are not giving way too much.

Chapter 617 Nazha's Disappeared Birthday

The Sudoku game, as Han Changsheng thought, caused serious critical damage to the seven sisters of Yang Mi.

The seven of them spent a whole day without solving a problem, and almost killed Han Changsheng.

However, these seven 7-girls are quite determined. In order to get an explanation for themselves, they joined hands to search for various strategies.

It took three days to finally solve the simplest introductory problem, which made Han Changsheng very impressed.

Then, with a great sense of accomplishment, the Seven Sisters indulged in this number game.

Under such circumstances, Han Changsheng was also happy that no one would bother him.

What he has to do every day is... to write and draw pictures, play the piano and sing, the little days are so beautiful.

While the eight people were quiet at home, the popularity of them from the outside world began to decline.

The number of manuscripts is decreasing day by day, until the last day there is no one.

This circle is so cruel.

If you have no news for a day or two, people who eat melons will look for your news.

If you don't go out for a month or two, people will forget about you, and then occasionally think of you.

If you don't show up for a year or two, that person will only keep you deep in his memory.

Until you show up one day, they will suddenly realize and say: "This is the so-and-so, how can you return it when you are out of breath?"

……

On this day, Yang Mi walked into the study mysteriously, and said to Han Changsheng who wrote and painted: "Master, do you know what a few days are like?"

"Mother's Day."

"anything else."

"Nazha's birthday on March [-]th when he disappeared."

Yang Mi was taken aback, "You know Nazha doesn't have a birthday this year"

Han Changsheng smiled and said, "Of course I know, because I have kept your birthdays in my heart."

Yang Mi smiled sweetly, and then asked: "Then why did you get pierced by that?"

Han Changsheng revealed the plan he had planned long ago, "Naza and I will go back to her home in Xinxing, meet my aunt, and give her that...disappearing birthday."

After staying at home for so many days, the heat has completely disappeared and they can officially go out.

Yang Mi breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, and said happily: "Na Zha has been very depressed these days, if she knows the news, she will be so happy!"

As the eldest sister, she is really helpless in this matter. Now that the master has a good plan, she can rest assured.

"I don't want her to die of happiness, as long as she is as happy as you are."

Han Changsheng curled Yang Mi's beautiful hair, "Are you going home anyway?"

Yang Mi shook her head subconsciously, "I don't want it anymore, just call and bless me."

Han Changsheng laughed, "You are so afraid of nagging"

Yang Mi nodded with lingering fear, "Of course I'm afraid, it's not like you don't know my mother has a strong mouth, she can drive me crazy when she talks."

"Then do whatever you want, call Nazha for me, and I'll tell her, so she won't be...happy again."

"Don't you want to give... a surprise when the day comes?"

Han Changsheng scratched Yang Mi's little nose, "It's shocking to announce a happy occasion, so it's better to let Nazha know first, lest she get too excited and pass out."

"Yes yes yes, listen to your psychology, the experts will agree."

Yang Mi teased, and jumped up when Han Changsheng's big hand didn't catch it, and ran out in a hurry.