Chapter 498: You are my sweet 5

little stars.
Twinkle twinkle little stars, how I wonder where you are.
Little Curly looked at the big shiny eyes of the little girl, and felt that there were small stars in her eyes.
He took little Xingxing's hand carefully, and stroked his name stroke by stroke in her palm--
That was what Mom taught him when he was in a good mood.
If his mother is in a good mood, she will teach him to read.
Although she is in a bad mood most of the time. But he still thinks that his mother is fine.
Will cook for him, wash his clothes, teach him to read.
He can't speak and is not smart, so he makes her unhappy.
Fanxing's brows twitched.
emmmm...
She didn't want to admit that the smart little star didn't recognize the name written by Little Curly!
"Write it again." Fanxing said in a mouthful.
Then immediately...
"Write it again..."
"Write it again" ""
"Re...write it again..."
The little boy was obediently like a puppet with no temper, he obediently wrote in Fanxing's palm over and over again.
At the end of the writing, Little Bear Cub still didn't recognize the two words, but he remembered all the strokes.
Write down the strokes and ask the teacher tomorrow, don’t you know?
She really is a little clever star!
Fanxing yawned, and she wanted to sleep.
I was eager to try, planning to use my short legs to climb onto the pump, and then get out of the window.
Little Curly took her hand carefully and shook her head.
Don't climb tall.
He can, send her out.
Watching Little Curly put her index finger on her lips, she made a'shhh' gesture.
Little Bear Cub's eyes lit up.
Can't make a sound...
stimulate!
She turned away from the guest, grabbed the small curly hand, tiptoed, tiptoed, like a thief.
With excitement, Curly was taken out of the bathroom, and then left from the door.
Fanxing pointed to the door of his house and motioned to live in 701.
Before leaving, he graciously stuffed the few toffee he picked up in Little Curly's hand.
Yakiya Yakiya moved the chair home, and the ghost knew she would sneak into someone else's house in the middle of the night!
The boy hid in the crack of the door, quietly watching her move the chair back and forth.
Carefully tore open a toffee and licked it.
Quiet and tranquil eyes hung slightly, and at the end, a shy smile appeared.
No one knows how easily this little boy is satisfied...
Give him a candy, and he feels satisfied.
I feel that the whole world is kind.
But ah, this is not the case.
The purer, the more kind, and the easier it is to be satisfied, the easier it is to be disappointed by this world...
At school the next day, Fanxing wrote down the strokes she wrote down last night on paper.
Bounced around and asked the teacher what to say these words.
yuan?
day?
Yuan Zhou?
Day means daytime.
Little curl called Yuan Zhou.
She felt that Xiao Curly's name was better than the names of other people in the class!

Yuan Zhou moved here for half a year, and stayed in 702 from the day of the move, but he has never stepped out.
A child who was half-deaf and dumb, Yang Qin never planned to let him go out to meet people.
He neither yells at people, nor can he smile when he meets others.
Take it out, and people know at a glance that her son is abnormal.
It's okay to say that she is vain, or that she is selfish...
She didn't want to take it out and was pointed at.
Fanxing has always wanted to call his name in person since he knew Xiao Curly's name.
Yuan Zhou.
Yuan Zhou.
Super nice!
But for many nights, either she fell asleep or 702's bathroom didn't turn on the light.
The stars are absent-minded and unhappy.
She doesn't like playing with those little things in the kindergarten at all. It's noisy and unbehaved!
She likes the little flowers that are well-behaved and quiet, and want her to take good care of them.
She can bully if she wants to.
Do whatever you want.
That little curly-haired Yuan Zhou is the most agreeable little bear cub encountered!
When she frightened him, he shivered and couldn't even cry.
Very good, she likes it very much.
He even saved up a lot of sugar and pocket money, planning to spend money for him, give him sugar to eat, coax him so willingly as his own little flower...well, wait until someone gets it, then bully.
As a result, she hadn't seen him for a long time.
The reason why the lights in the bathroom of 702 were not turned on for many nights was because the residents upstairs and downstairs couldn't bear it, and finally chose to complain.
Even if you are the landlord's daughter, you can't always rant and curse at night!
The voice is so loud, there are elderly and children in the family, and they go to bed early at night. Was awakened at night, who doesn't feel angry?
After receiving the complaint, Yang Qin caught Yuan Zhou and had a fight, but since then, she has endured her temper at night.
Therefore, it is usually to get angry at the child during the day.
On weekends, Fanxing stays at home to do his homework.
Speaking of the homework of this bear kid...
worry.
All in all, very sad.
You look at her with so many crooked ideas, as if she is very clever.
But Bai Guangyuan and his wife really wanted to cry without tears. They were thinking that their little boy was so smart since he was a child, there might be a schoolmaster at home.
As a result, I never expected that all the cleverness of the boy was useless on the right road!
The homework assigned by the kindergarten teacher is a mess!
The little boy vividly showed what it was called, and he was powerless to learn.
The teacher said that your child Bai Fanxing was very serious in class, and his eyes were unblinking. But the assigned homework, I don't know why, anyway, it just won't.
From the beginning of kindergarten, there are signs of standard learning scum.
The teacher even cryptically persuaded the couple to take their children to test their IQ...
This child is estimated to have ADHD, and IQ is a bit...different from ordinary people.
Du Zhilan was cooking lunch in the kitchen, and Fanxing was lying on the table in the living room biting her pen.
The eraser on the pencil tip clicked and bit off.
The pencil tip, click and bite off.
Biting and biting, a pile of crushed pencil wood on the table.
Half of the pen held in his paw remained, and none of the topics on the book moved.
Bai Guangyuan sighed. He stared at his daughter doing homework for a long while.
No, no.
But the only thing that makes him feel relieved is that his daughter's teeth seem to be pretty good...
Turn around and go to the utility room to get a new pencil.
Don't ask him why he has a good mouth to feel relieved, probably because... it is a foregone conclusion that he doesn't like to learn, and he can only accept it calmly.
Good mouth, showing that his daughter can eat.
As the saying goes, eating is a blessing.
Just as Bai Guangyuan left, a violent scolding could be heard clearly through the door
"Why don't you die? Why didn't you die when you were born? Go die! Go die! Go die!"
"Boom—"
"Boom—"
"Boom—"
At the same time, residents of 602 only felt that the ceiling was shaking.
It seemed that something heavy was thrown on the ground, and the 602 family wanted to scold their mother.
"Fuck, is there something wrong with 702? The ashes on the ceiling are all falling into the bowl, and I can’t live without eating at noon. Dead vixen, deserve to be divorced!"
Yuan Zhou's head was pressed on the floor.
Hit it, hit it again.
He was so quiet as a puppet, motionless, letting people vent.
It hurts.
But it's good to be done.
"If it weren't for you, how could my life be like this? If it wasn't for the sake of raising you, and raising you, the disabled, would I be separated from him? How could he be with other people? It's all because of your disability, you This monster, a dead man who can't speak!"