Chapter 1933: do you understand

"And this," he picked up the snack on the table again, picked up a piece, and ate it too.
"This was made by my aunt, and it was also sent. Now there is a food shortage. How many people are unable to eat, but I can still eat such a delicious snack."
"do you understand?"
Brother Bai asked the little tree.
And Xiaoshu tightened his lips without saying a word.
Brother Bai picked up the snack and placed it in front of Xiaomu.
"Master, is it for Xiaomu?"
Xiaomu put his little hand behind him. Although he wanted to eat, he would not reach for it.
"You eat it, I can't eat it anymore."
Brother Bai moved the plate closer to Xiaomu.
Xiaomu looked at his brother, but his brother kept silent. He didn't know whether to take it or not. He really wanted to hold back not taking it, but these snacks were all delicious.
So he finally reached out his little hand.
As soon as the little hand went up, he took a piece.
"My son, can Xiaomu, take another piece?"
He carefully discussed with Brother Bai.
"Yes," Brother Bai didn't actually deceive people. He really doesn't like snacks, and even dumplings like them. But now dumplings are just finding new playmates, so they shouldn't come here. Of course, it's about snacks. I forgot.
When he remembered, these snacks were left for a long time, and they didn't taste very good. In the end, these snacks went to the people in his courtyard.
Xiaomu quickly took another piece, and then he put his little hand in front of his brother.
"Brother eat, Xiaomu and brother eat a piece."
Xiaoshu clenched his hands and didn't take the snack. Instead, it was Xiaomu. He stuffed the snack in Xiaoshu's hand, and then he took a small bite.
He took a bite carefully, but after this bite, he dared not take a second bite.
What should I do if I finish eating? He has never had this delicious snack yet.
But the snack was so delicious, he couldn't help taking another bite, um, one bite, just one bite, and another bite, he would not eat it anymore, and save it, and eat slowly later.
That's what he said, another bite, but without paying attention, he finished a snack.
He looked at his empty hand, his eyes were red.
His snacks are gone, they are all in his belly. Can he take out the snacks?
While he was still sad, a snack was placed in front of him.
He raised his face and looked at the very beautiful little boy in front of him and the snack he held in his hand.
And is this snack for him?
"Eat it."
Brother Bai put the dim sum in his hand in Xiao Mu's hand. He had to write some words, but he thought of something again. He picked up the plate of dim sum, even the one with the dim sum. Put them together in the arms of the little tree, and then pointed to the house inside.
"That's your house. You go in first. I don't like being disturbed when I practice writing."
The little tree was holding the plate and didn't dare to move, because he was afraid that he would move. If the plate was broken, he thought he could not afford it.
He put his hand down again, and then carefully, took the plate tightly, put it in place, and pulled up Xiaomu who was still eating snacks.
"Thank you young man."
Xiaoshu lowered his head, his other hand was still holding his brother's small hand.
Brother Bai was already sitting at the table and continued to practice his handwriting. Grandfather said that whether a person's handwriting is good or not is mostly acquired after the day.
Apart from writing more and practicing, there is no shortcut, so he has to practice two hours of writing every day, even if his grandfather is not around, he has no one to urge him.