After successfully solving the homework problem, the little baby happily got in brother Hengheng’s car and went to the food street.
When they were in kindergarten, they had no homework at all. It was not until he went to elementary school that he learned that there was such a thing as "homework" in the world.
The quantity is not large, but there is some every day, and a little more on weekends.
Today is Sunday and I have to go to school tomorrow. I have to find a way to finish all my homework today.
The little darling has long set his sights on brother Hengheng - whether his brother helps him write or teaches him to write, he must have his brother by his side to feel safe when he is completing his homework.
Now that his brother agreed to help him, that was the best. He could eat without any psychological pressure later.
The little baby wanted to eat octopus balls since he woke up that day.
I couldn't help it during piano lesson, so I called Brother Hengheng.
While still sitting in the car, he began to savor the taste of the octopus balls.
The rich takoyaki sauce is mixed with mayonnaise, and topped with dried bonito flakes and nori. When you take a bite, you'll find chopped octopus pieces wrapped in the hot batter.
There are such delicious snacks in the world that make people unable to stop thinking about them.
The more the little baby thought about it, the happier he became. He sat in his seat and hummed a song.
Compared to playing the piano, the little baby prefers singing. This is his nature. The magic parrot sings very well.
But once something you like becomes a daily task that must be completed or a progress that needs to be caught up, the pleasure you can get from it will decrease.
The little baby prefers to sing freely and unrestrainedly rather than follow the teacher, beat the beat, and practice soullessly.
The car quickly arrived at the food city. The little baby jumped out of the car lightly and ran to the front, wanting to eat the delicious food quickly.
Gong Wangheng followed him and called out, "Wishful."
The little baby turned around consciously, walked to Gong Wangheng obediently, and held his hand - when he was four years old, he was a child and had to hold hands with his brother outside. At the age of seven, he is still a child and still has to hold hands.
Alas, the little baby sighed in his heart, what has he grown into in three years? Why is he still a child after all the growth
But he didn't dare disobey his brother, otherwise his brother would not take him out next time.
Holding Gong Wangheng's hand, the little darling began to urge him: "Hurry up, hurry up, brother, hurry up!"
Gong Wangheng's entire arm was held by him and swung up and down. Looking at the little peach in front of him, he felt that if he let go, the little peach would immediately roll forward.
Not only did the little baby wonder what he had grown up to in the past three years, but Gong Wangheng, who grew up with him, also often had such doubts.
The seven-year-old child is still as spoiled and naughty as before.
But this cannot be blamed on him. It is mainly because Gu Xiefeng and Bai Qingnian doted on their child too much and spoiled their little darling into this state.
From the little baby's always bright eyes and the smile on his face, we can tell that he grew up in an environment full of love and tolerance.
He can act like a spoiled child without restraint, can show his joy, anger, sorrow and happiness on his face, and can express whatever he is thinking openly.
Fortunately, his two parents did not raise him in a wrong way.
The little baby is delicate but well-behaved, naughty but polite, and is still the lovable little peach.
The little baby is usually soft and frail, and carrying a schoolbag seems to be a threat to his life. But when it comes to eating, he is very active, and suddenly becomes extremely strong. He can even drag Gong Wangheng around inside, and they soon arrive in front of the Takoyaki shop.
"Sister, give us two servings of meatballs, one original flavor and one with cheese!"
The little baby has already decided what flavor he wants to eat, and now he knows the benefits of speaking fluently. At least he can buy whatever he wants by himself without asking adults for help.
"Okay, that's thirty dollars."
The little baby was very fluent in operating the smart watch. He quickly opened the payment QR code and stood on tiptoe to hand it to the window: "Sister, scan here!"
His happiness is paid for by his father.
"Okay." The clerk scanned the code and gave him the receipt. "Here, kid, take it. It will be ready in about five minutes."
Five minutes, he couldn’t just sit there and wait, he wanted to go buy another cup of milk tea.
Looking at Gong Wangheng next to him: "Brother, I want to drink milk tea, let's go buy some milk tea."
Without waiting for Gong Wangheng to answer, she took his hand again and forcibly dragged him to the milk tea shop.
There were relatively more people in the milk tea shop, and the little baby’s height was a disadvantage, so his brother needed to hold him up to order food.
Gong Wangheng was already very experienced in this. He was just a tool without emotions. He picked up the little baby and heard the little baby read out the menu: "Sister, we want two cups of pearl milk tea, standard sugar, one with pudding, and one without anything. It should be warm, not too hot."
"Okay, kid, that's twenty-two dollars."
The little baby showed the QR code again: "Sister scan here!"
But this time the code scan failed. Today’s spending limit had been reached. The clerk scanned the code twice and said, “Little boy, it can’t be scanned anymore.”
Gong Wangheng took out his cell phone: "Scan mine."
Only then was the payment successfully completed.
The daily maximum amount that the baby can scan is fifty, which was set by Dad Gu. It happened because one time the baby dragged Gong Wangheng to the mall to buy toys with him, and he casually scanned an assembly robot worth two thousand yuan.
The little baby never considers the money when buying things, he only considers whether he wants it or not.
Gu Xiefeng was worried that this little guy might get cheated outside and lose all his money, so he decisively set a limit on his daily spending.
They took the receipt for the milk tea and waited aside, but the milk tea seemed to take longer than the octopus balls. The little baby was still held by his brother, and he said in his arms: "Brother, I want to eat candied strawberries."
Take a sip of hot milk tea, followed by a bite of sweet and cool candied strawberry. Only those who have experienced this kind of happiness know it.
Gong Wangheng wanted to object, saying that takoyaki and milk tea were enough, and if he ate too much he would not be able to eat in the evening.
But the little baby blinked his big eyes and looked at him: "I am so happy every time I go out with my brother. I want to be with my brother in the future. Brother, let's go buy some candied strawberries."
Gong Wangheng swallowed back the words that were about to come out.
Gong Wangheng couldn't express it, but he liked to hear Xiao Yuanyuan say such words. Every time his younger brother said these words, his mood would become better.
Looking at my brother's expectant eyes, I couldn't say no and took him to buy candied strawberries.
After getting everything, they returned to the car to eat.
There are places to rest and eat in the food city, but Gong Wangheng thinks the place is dirty and never eats there.
The little baby didn't care, as long as he could eat, he returned to the car with his brother with a full load, and couldn't wait to take a bite of the octopus balls.
There are five meatballs in a serving, each one is big and round and smells delicious.
When eating the first one, the baby was so satisfied that he shook his head and felt very happy.
But the second satisfaction was greatly reduced. How should I put it? It is probably only when I can't eat it that the aftertaste in my memory is particularly good. When I eat it, I will feel that the taste is just so-so.
The little baby didn’t want to eat anymore after eating two. After eating too many delicious foods, he learned to be picky about food and now he has become a picky little parrot.
There were six takoyaki left from the two servings. The little darling drank the milk tea and whispered, "...Brother, I don't want to eat takoyaki anymore. I'm full."
Obviously not convincing at all.
After eating, I put down the milk tea and candied strawberries in my hands.
Facing Gong Wangheng's gaze, the little darling explained: "Drinks are different from desserts. You won't feel full if you eat these."
So what kind of logic is this
Gong Wangheng was confused by his four-year-old brother, and the same was true when he was seven.
The last six remaining takoyaki all went into Gong Wangheng's stomach. His appetite was never as good as Xiao Yuanyuan's, and he was so full that he couldn't move.
After eating, I went home.
The little baby first ran home to get his schoolbag, and then ran all the way to Gong Wangheng's study to ask his brother to help him with his homework.
Gong Wangheng didn't dare to teach the little baby to do homework.
He tried, but found that his brother's intelligence had not yet been awakened, and all their communication about learning was not on the same channel.
He could make his younger brother cry, and his younger brother could also make him so angry that he wanted to breathe oxygen - in order to protect this precious friendship, Gong Wangheng thought it would be better not to force it and just let nature take its course.
The Gong family's parents were not at home, and when they sat down in the study, Zhong Anjia made a video call to Gong Wangheng.
Gong Wangheng placed his phone on the table, answered the call and asked, "Dad, what's up?"
"Hengheng, we are going to have dinner outside tonight. Your father's friend is treating us. Would you like to come?"
Gong Wangheng refused without any surprise: "No, you guys eat it."
Zhong Anjia seemed to want to persuade him, but noticed a strange furry creature entering the camera from the side, and finally emerging from the middle. It was Xiao Yuanyuan's head.
It really looks like a round peach, white and soft.
This way of appearance is very cute, but a bit like Brother Fei.
When he came out, his head hit Gong Wangheng's chin. Gong Wangheng was inexplicably hit by him. Fortunately, the blow was not serious, otherwise Gong Wangheng would have to squeeze the juice from this peach today.
The little baby was completely unaware and greeted Zhong Anjia: "Uncle Zhong, good afternoon!"
Zhong Anjia would smile when she saw him, a cute and lovable little girl: "Okay, will you come and play with your brother today?"
"Well, my brother wants to teach me how to do my homework, so I brought all my homework here." He held up his homework book to show Uncle Zhong.
"Is that so? Then you guys should do your homework first." Zhong Anjia did not give Gong Wangheng a chance to refuse again, "Hengheng, I'll ask the driver to bring you over later. You should help your brother with his homework first."
After saying that, he hung up the phone, leaving Gong Wangheng, who was still stroking his chin, sighing alone.
He looked at his brother in his arms and said, "Sit beside me, so I can only see your head."
The head is really big and quite round.
"No, I'm going to sit here."
The little baby refused to leave, so he decided to give the homework a little color first, so that they would know clearly who would be the one to deal with them later.
Since his brother refused, Gong Wangheng did not force him to leave.
He was used to this posture. He had always used this way to tell stories to his younger brother. Now it was not so easy to correct it.
The little baby took out a brand new exercise book and wrote his name first.
He was responsible for writing the name, and his brother was responsible for filling in the content.
The little baby was very happy after writing his name. He showed it to his brother with an expression that looked like he wanted to be praised.
To be fair, the little baby's handwriting is pretty good. It's a cute baby style and looks clean and tidy.
Gong Wangheng looked at the chubby two characters "Bai Yuan" and praised sincerely: "Well, the characters are well written."
The little baby was really happy, and then asked: "By the way, brother, how should I write your name? I don't even know how to write your name."
In the three characters of Gong Wangheng, except for the surname, the other two characters have quite a few strokes.
"I'll teach you how to write." He held his brother's hand, ready to teach him how to write step by step.
But the little baby immediately became nervous and held the pencil tightly, so stiffly that he seemed to have merged with the pen.
Gong Wangheng said helplessly: "Why are you so nervous? Relax a little and don't use so much force with your hands. Otherwise, I won't be able to help you write."
The little baby relaxed too much and almost dropped the pen.
Just teaching how to write is difficult enough, let alone solving problems.
But it didn't matter at this point. Gong Wangheng was patient with him. After adjusting the little baby's pen-holding posture, he held his hand and wrote his name stroke by stroke.
"This is my last name. It has a roof and two "口" underneath it."
The little ones in first grade have already learned radicals and are not unfamiliar with these.
"This is my name, Wang Heng. Wang means wish, and Heng is the character for Wang with a "Xing" on the side."
Gong Wangheng slowly finished writing his name with his little baby. The little baby suddenly said with a bit of sympathy: "Brother, you have so many strokes. It takes a long time to write your name."
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