Zhou Qingbai was resting next door, while Lin Qinghe was in the children's room.
When she was there, he would never rest at all, and would accompany her, so she simply didn't go there, so she didn't have to disturb him.
"This question is well done, but there is a second way of solving the problem." Lin Qinghe gave the question, and checked the results of the problem.
"I'll think about it." Zhou Dawa took over and started thinking about the second idea.
I have to say that this kid is smart, bold and careful, and not small, but he is also careful when he should be careful.
After thinking for a while, he figured it out, and then made it to his mother.
Lin Qinghe was quite satisfied and said, "Now write an essay with the sun as the topic."
"Sun?" Zhou Dawa was taken aback, then nodded to indicate that she knew: "How many words do you want to write?"
"Three hundred characters is the minimum, but as much as you can write, I will be rewarded if you write too much." Lin Qinghe raised his eyebrows.
"Are there any rewards?" Zhou Dawa asked.
"You can mention what you want to eat, and try to make it for you as much as possible." Lin Qinghe said.
"I want to eat red jujube rice cake!" Zhou Dawa said.
"No problem." Lin Qinghe responded directly to him: "The premise is that you can write that I am satisfied."
"I'm fine!" Zhou Dawa nodded.
It's just composition, it's not that he hasn't written it.
And this is not the first time he has written an essay.
Lin Qinghe said, "When will you write it down and show it to me, I will do it for you when I think it's good."
Zhou Dawa intends to complete it within today.
When he went home in the evening, he didn’t go out to play anymore. He just did his homework at home. Zhou Dani and the others came to ask him. Although Zhou Dawa wants to write her own essays, he is also very generous to these sisters who come to ask questions, unless he If you are not at home when you go out to play, you will tell them otherwise.
While teaching Zhou Dani and the others, I wrote my own composition.
"Daddy, what are you writing? I have written so much." Ni asked him on Tuesday.
"Composition." Zhou Dawa said.
"Composition? What is composition?" Zhou Dani didn't understand.
"This is the composition." Zhou Dawa pointed to what she had written.
Zhou Dani and others still don't know much, so they don't know much, and Zhou Dawa is not surprised, and writes her own.
"Daddy, what do you write? Does your third-grade teacher arrange this?" Zhou Dani asked.
"No, my mother arranged it for me. If I write well, my mother promised to make me red date cake." Zhou Dawa said.
"Me and the third baby too." The baby said immediately on Tuesday.
"I want to eat steamed cakes." Wednesday's baby nodded.
"Then you have to thank me. If I can't write it, my mother won't do it. You don't have to eat." Zhou Dawa said.
"You have written it out. If you don't do it, you won't have to eat it." On Tuesday, the baby replied.
"You think your mother is you, and your mother counts!" Zhou Dawa said.
"What is noisy, write quickly." Lin Qinghe came back from the outside with a basket on her back. She went out to pick wild vegetables, and when she came back, I heard the two brothers and I was about to do it.
"Auntie Si." Seeing her back, Dani and the others called out.
"Yeah." Lin Qinghe nodded, and said to the second and third children: "Your brothers will come over and help wash the wild vegetables. You will eat them at night."
"Auntie Si, I'll wash it." Zhou Dani said.
"No, you guys do your homework." Lin Qinghe said, "It's just a little wild vegetables, and the two of them can wash it."
On Tuesday the baby nodded: "I will meet with my brother."
So the two brothers went to wash the wild vegetables. They washed them cleanly, one by one, because this was what they wanted to eat, and they were the ones who could not clean and eat the sand.
Lin Qinghe left to eat at night, and boiled all the rest for the pigs to eat. During this period of time, he had to feed it once, and he would not feed it again after nine o'clock. That was the next morning.
After Lin Qinghe had cooked the pig food, he scooped it over and fed it to the pigs. He also fed the chicken by the way, and then came back to prepare to eat.
It's busy at this time, so Zhou Qingbai didn't leave work early, and it was just after six o'clock when he got home.
Zhou Dani also went back.
Lin Qinghe wrapped shepherd's purse and pork dumplings. It is spring. It is best to eat these wild vegetables at this time. Not to mention, they are also nutritious, and they are very suitable for spring.
Shepherd's purse and pork dumplings were obviously delicious, and Zhou Qingbai was satisfied with it.
After a busy day, I can eat delicious meals every day, which makes the tiredness between the brows and eyes of this bad-spoken man disappear a lot.
After eating, Zhou Qingbai went to clean the pig pen and chicken pen.
Lin Qinghe sent her eldest baby to wash the dishes, and she checked Zhou Dawa's actions.
Although only the third grade of elementary school, this kid can write a composition of 500 words.
This piece of essay on the sun is very well written by the eldest child, looking at the sun from the perspective of a primary school student.
He said that when the sun rises every morning, his father is about to go to work and he is about to go to school. When he comes home again, the sun has already set.
This is to follow the sun, and the sun goes to rest.
But this is only the beginning.
Later, I also wrote about the importance of Father Sun in winter. In winter without Father Sun, it is snowy. The common people hope that winter will pass soon, otherwise the family will run out of food.
Then again, the scorching heat of the summer sun was relegated again. When everyone harvested in the summer, it was really too hot.
He was very emotional about this, if winter and summer could be stirred, it would not be lukewarm or lukewarm.
This is already pretty good.
It is about the sun.
But he didn't expect a deeper level.
For example, compare great leaders to the sun. They are children who live happily under the radiance of the sun.
The last point is what Lin Qinghe told him when he washed the dishes and came to listen to the comments. The big baby was shocked: "I didn't expect this!"
"You're still young, you can think of it after you think about it." Lin Qinghe said.
"Then I have passed the test?" Zhou Dawa looked at his mother.
"Although it is lacking, but overall it is good, so you pass." Lin Qinghe nodded.
When Zhou Qingbai came back, Lin Qinghe confessed to him: "You will cut some banana leaves and come back tomorrow, and I will give you father and son some red jujube rice cakes to eat."
"Don't be busy." Zhou Qingbai glanced at his eldest son.
Zhou Dawa dared not speak.
The baby didn't dare to say anything on Tuesday.
On Wednesday the baby didn't understand those, so he came and hugged his dad directly. He still liked his dad very much.
"The eldest child performed well today, and the second and third children also washed the wild vegetables clean, so I decided to make them red jujube rice cakes." Lin Qinghe said.
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Dawa's baby on Tuesday looked satisfied.
"Then I will bring some back tomorrow." Zhou Qingbai nodded.
Banana leaves were not a rare thing. When he got off work at noon the next day, he would come by and cut some and go home.