Daddy’s Cub Is Three and Half Years Old

Song Xuewei glanced at the things in Ran Ran's palm, and said with a smile: "A small wooden ball, but it is made exquisitely. I will ask my sister to make one with red stone in the future.

Sima Yue chuckles, picking up the stern fish and saying, "Song Xuewei, your eyes are not good when you are young. The eyes of this fish are obviously made of redstone, but this little fish has already existed, and I know you have it. I want to show off a good thing, but I’m the one who eats crabs first. Co-authoring really treats myself as a lucky fairy boy?"

She was not afraid of Song Xuewei. She was given a lesson when she returned to the palace anyway. Simayue criticized her mercilessly, "When not to wear it, but at this time, who knows what you think?"

The young lady was dazzled when she heard the call, knowing that she was helping the cub, and the cub could not hold back.

Ran Ran repeated with the milky voice, "Who knows, what do you think?"

As the cub said, his chest was small, indicating that he was not afraid of being fierce at all.

The smile on Song Xuewei's face froze slightly, and she quickly returned to normal. She stretched out her hand to pick up the small fish, and said: "My younger sister used to live with my grandfather's house. I saw that my younger sister liked shiny things, so I kept a little I played it for her, but I didn't expect it to be made into fish eyes, but it was delicate."

Sima Yue raised her hand, took the first to take the little fish, and then invited the maid to show it to the little girls sitting around.

Everyone saw and took a closer look, and it was exactly the same.

But Song Xuewei's words brought the matter to her beloved sister.

Sima Yue's face turned dark, she didn't believe that no one could see that Song Xuewei was a bastard, but when she looked around, most of them were stupid.

No, did Song Xuewei flood your brain with water, or did I have a problem?

Ran Ran sees Miss Sister's loss (?), this bad boy still tells lies, the boy can't bear it.

Ran Ran insisted: "This is mine, not yours. Ran Ran only gave it to her little sister."

When Ran Ran was reminded, Sima Yue took out her own little fish, why she had forgotten this before, Sima Yue was too lazy to think, greeted the others who had Ran Ran's gift, and raised her chin to look at Song Xuewei.

"Look, we all have it, but you love to show off."

Song Xuewei was stabbed and her mentality was unstable. At this time, the court lady in charge of the investigation signaled that the time was coming.

Song Xuewei had to leave. After leaving, she found that most of the seats were occupied. The first three rows were full. She found a fifth seat and talked to the little girl. The little girl reluctantly left.

At this meeting, everyone didn't pay much attention to Song Xuewei, and focused on Song Shubai. Everyone was quite natural on their faces, and they were all gossips in their hearts.

Is this Song Shubai unforgettable?

Seeing Song Shubai walking towards her mother, Song Xuewei glanced faintly and triumphantly, and suddenly thought of an idea.

Doesn't Song Ran care about his father?

The relationship is ruined, and knowing that you don’t have your dad’s favor, what will it be like?

The people from Jingcheng Marquis looked at the young Master Hou, and Song's parents were well-behaved, and Master Hou also had a good look.

Zheng Qingyan looked at the coming ex-husband, with a subtle pride and pride in her heart. She brushed the broken hair from her forehead, and turned her face slightly, as if she didn't care.

Mother Zhou has always been able to feel Zheng Qingyan's thoughts, and walked to Song Shubai to pay a salute, "Master Hou, it is inconvenient for the wife to see Master Hou."

Song Shubai was startled, a trace of anger and unnoticeable disappointment grew in his heart, and he gritted his teeth secretly: "I can't read a book. I know how shameful I am. How can I talk to your wife in private? But I want to ask if I can change the place. I have a good view. The madam didn’t want to get close to her girl, Weiwei happened to be sitting in the fifth, but she was sitting in the first. Wouldn’t it be right to change!"

Song Xuewei watched as the two families changed seats. Even though the words around her were unclear, as if they were laughing at her, she subconsciously looked at Jiang Zhile and met a pair of cold eyes.

Like the look in the eyes of Jiang Zhile from the previous life.

Song Xuewei shuddered subconsciously, biting her lip for pain, so that she was completely awake.

The Qunfang Tournament, Redstone, Jiang Zhile...These will all become her stepping stones, and the heavens will send them to her, and she can't lose.

Song Xuewei focused her attention on the female officer's question.

The first question-write three-character classics silently.

These little girls are all under the age of twelve. They say they are studying poetry, instead of writing poems when they come up. They first examine their basic skills and screen out some people.

The basic skills are nothing more than to choose from such enlightenment books as the Three-Character Classic and Thousand-Character Wen.

It’s not difficult to put it on the back. In large public occasions, it is not easy to write a good word and a neat face within the specified time.

When Song Xuewei heard the question, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

After several female officials put the students down one by one, the female official who was in charge of this examination said: "The examination time is three sticks of incense. It starts when the incense is burned and ends when the incense is exhausted. The answer sheet is soiled and contaminated only once. ."

On the other side, Chen Wenshu and the others were also assessed at the same time, with the same time and different questions. There was only one copy of the answer sheet, which could not be replaced. It was much stricter than Ranran's.

Not long after, Examiner Wang lighted the incense and announced the start.

When Ran Ran heard the start, her little hand grabbed the pen and prepared to write.

Ran Ran is still very familiar with the "San Zi Jing". After all, it is an enlightenment reading. Except for a recipe and a book of medical skills, the above pictures are many and few words. The remaining main readings are "San Zi Jing" and "Thousand Characters Wen".

I am ashamed to say that it took me so long to learn these two books, and I memorized them carefully before the exam. As for whether I can remember them clearly or write them, it is another matter.

Ran Ran writes seriously. She is cute and cares about writing on the paper. The writing is not very fast. They are written carefully one by one. The writing is not very beautiful, but the win is clear, and it will not produce black ink. Dumplings.

Song Shubai was a little worried, and poked Jiang Zhile, "How much did Ran Ran memorize the "San Zi Jing"?"

Jiang Zhile: "Teaching is all taught, and I can memorize it and write it all, and I haven't been silent."

Song Shubai's heart is very cold and worried, if the first question is eliminated, what can I do!

Simayue began to sweat on her forehead, and she forgot to tell Ran Ran that she might take basic things like "San Zi Jing". After all, her playmates were all eight or nine years old, and anyone could recite it.

For a while, he forgot about the cub.

The reason for sweating wasn't just the cub, but she didn't know if it was bad feng shui. She suddenly got stuck. When she raised her head, she saw that a stick of incense was half-burnt, and her fingers tensely pinched the pen.

The surrounding audience lowered their voices subconsciously, and when they saw their temperament calmly answering, they couldn't help but admire them, and when they saw a little nervous, they laughed at the children who are still ill-tempered, and they have to temper themselves when they return.

In the women's competition, Song Xuewei, Chen Wenshu and Zhang Yawen have received the most attention.

Chen Wenshu everyone has nothing to say, impeccable.

Zhang Yawen is young, not hurried or slow, and very calm. The whole person reveals a kind of stability that no one else has, which is amazing.

Song Xuewei was even more shocking.

However, at the age of five, many cubs still want to play. They are full of childishness, but this fairy boy has a little more flavor than that Zhang Yawen.

There is no nervousness, the pen starts and the pen falls, skillful and elegant.

No one knew that Song Xuewei was nervous.

The "San Zi Jing" was originally a very simple thing, and Song Xuewei had a talent for not forgetting, so she had to be silent and effortless.

She thought so at first, but she had no choice but to miscalculate the memory.

Since the age of twelve in her previous life, she has never written and recite the Three-Character Sutra again. It was only read by a child. Later, she was reborn. After the rebirth, Song Xuewei read a book and did not bother to read the "Three-Character Sutra" and asked her to study again. Since it is impossible.

Now when she is about to be silent, she clearly remembers and can recite it. There is always a faint sense of strangeness, and she feels very uncomfortable in her heart.

What made her even more uncomfortable was that this feeling affected her performance, and one word was not well written.

It was simply the spider on the Buddha statue, Jiang Ranran in the previous life, in perfection, but a black-spotted person came.

Some people see, some people discuss, these half-sized cubs are a little nervous.

Finally, I wrote some hard work, shaking off an ink ball, aggrieved and raised his hand, indicating that he wanted to change the paper.

One is about to change paper, as if nervousness can be contagious, one after another has to change paper.

Ran Ran was very happy to write.

Happy at the beginning.

The cub who had been walking in the whole village since childhood was not afraid of life at all. Later, he was bullied and caught in the capital. The daddy coaxed the bad cub to apologize, and the cub came alive again.

A lot of people are watching her, of course the cub knows, it's so obvious!

The cubs who show Daxian every day are not nervous at all, probably just like Daxian likes her and likes to see cubs, these people also like cubs too much.

I don’t know if Dad is also watching her seriously!

As it was written, the small dumplings stopped floating soon. The small dumplings were taught very well by his father. They held the pen in a very standardized posture. They could enter the state very quickly when writing, and would not be distracted. Although she didn't float anymore, she kept her happy mood, Dududu braved the beautiful bubbles, and even the sound of other cubs changing papers one after another did not affect her.

Sima Yue also lost her face and was about to change the paper, but when she was changing the paper, she met Song Xuewei and couldn't help but show a big smile. He hummed a song in his heart. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Ran Ran's serious and serious writing. The three-year-old was not nervous. How can she be nervous?

Sima Yue, who went back to rewrite, could not help being affected by Ran Ran, and her heart slowly calmed down.

Song Xuewei is not well.

I endured the word for a while, but I couldn't bear it. Even if she changes a piece of paper and writes again, she can write to perfection and defeat Zhang Yawen.

Seeing Simayue's triumphant smile, Song Xuewei choked in her heart, but still held back.

Back at her seat, Song Xuewei rewrote with a pen, deliberately ignoring the surrounding voices. This time it was a lot easier.

"The Song family's child is quite stable."

"Which one are you talking about? I think both of them are quite stable. The little one keeps writing, looks a little clumsy, never stops, and never changes the paper."

Someone echoed in a low voice: "This is also true."

"I think that the big one is good at writing, and you know it by the looks of it. The big one is much more skilled and good-looking. The young one is just an ordinary child."

"Small looks good, but it's a pity that it's not good to be killed..."

…

The wives of each family shook their heads and sighed, but they felt a little soft when they saw the small group of cubs.

The system and the big immortals stared at the burning incense while watching where the cub wrote.

Seeing that Ran Ran had a few more paragraphs, I was overwhelmed, and I was delighted, and saw that the cub was stuck again, scratching his head and ears for Ran Ran.

Daxian wants to remind the cub, and the system also wants to remind the cub.

But this is not fair. The immortals are entangled, and they know that Ran Ran is going to beat the bad cub upright, but she doesn't know that the bad cub has a super cheating device!

The child was thinking at this time, pinching the pen tightly, and thinking from the bottom of his heart, reading from the middle to the back, until he read it again.

As the incense burned little by little, Song Xuewei was the first to turn in the paper!

Ran Ran finally remembered what to write in the next sentence, and Le Zizi continued to write.

Soon after.

"Stop—" The female official Wang made a long tone, and all the three incense sticks burned out, leaving only the incense ashes.

The result seems to be doomed.

The cub was so sour in his hand that there was still a word left before he could write, and the child almost screamed for his father to hug him.

Song Xuewei glanced at Ran Ran's expression and smiled slightly.

The female officer Wang who came to collect the paper saw an aggrieved cub. The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves away and took away the answer paper ruthlessly, unselfish and unmoved.

Ran Ran thinks this aunt is so cool, that's the kind of gangster temperament that Daxian said.

The big guys are lonely.

The cub is also lonely.

The cub, who was only a short sentence away, felt like a small leaf floating in the stream. When the lively fish in the water pecked, the leaf boat overturned, lonely and miserable.

The cub slowly comforted himself, and then came to a conclusion that the cub was glorious.

The boss is lonely.

The cub is also lonely.

and so-

Big brother = cub! !

Ran Ran took out a small kerchief and wiped his eyes. Everyone thought that the child was about to cry, and that the silence was about to cry. The madam Wang couldn't help but look at the child from the corner of his eye.

In the eyes of everyone, she slowly put down her veil and sniffed.

Laughed.

The cub floated.

How did it take so long to discover this fact!

My wife is so daring and shining!