Chapter 110: Want to eat hair cake

Zhou Qingbai was resting next door, while Lin Qinghe was in the children's room.
When she passed, he would not rest at all, and would accompany her, so she simply did not pass, and saved him from disturbing him.
"This question is well done, but there is a second way to solve the problem." Lin Qinghe gave the question and checked the results of the big baby.
"I think about it." Zhou Dawa took it and started thinking about the second idea.
I have to say that this child is clever, bold and cautious, not timid, but 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 a composition with the sun as the topic."
"The sun?" Zhou Dawa froze, then nodded to indicate that she knew: "How many words should I write?"
"Three hundred words is the lowest, but you can write as much as you like, and I get rewards for writing more." Lin Qinghe raised an eyebrow.
"What's the reward?" Zhou Daya asked.
"You can think of what you want to eat, and try to make it for you as much as possible." Lin Qinghe said.
"I want to eat red date hair cake!" Zhou Dawa said.
"No problem." Lin Qinghe responded directly to him: "On the premise that you can write to my satisfaction."
"I'm fine!" Zhou Dawa nodded.
It's just composition, he didn't write it.
And this is not the first time he has written an essay.
Lin Qinghe said: "When did you write it to me and I think it will be good, I will do it for you."
Zhou Dawa intends to complete it today.
He did n’t go out to play when he got home in the evening, and he just wrote homework at home. Zhou Dani and they came to ask him. Although Zhou Dawa wanted to write the writing herself, he was also very generous for these sisters to come and ask questions unless he I went out to play and was not at home, otherwise I would tell them.
While teaching Zhou Dani to them, she wrote her own composition.
"Daddy, what are you writing? You have written so much." Niu asked him on Tuesday.
"Composition," Zhou Dawa said.
"Composition? What composition?" Zhou Dani didn't understand.
"This is the composition." Zhou Dawa pointed to the writing.
Zhou Dani and others didn't know much, so it wasn't clear. Zhou Dawa didn't find it strange and wrote her own.
"Dahua, what are you doing in writing? Did your third-grade teacher arrange this?" Zhou Dani asked.
"No, my mother arranged it for me. If I write well, my mother promises to make me a date cake." Zhou Dawa said.
"I want it with Sanwa," Wa said immediately on Tuesday.
"I want to eat cake." The baby nodded on Wednesday.
"Then you have to thank me. If I can't write it, my mother won't do it, and you won't have to eat it." Zhou Dawa said.
"You wrote it, if you don't make it, you don't have to eat it." On Tuesday, the baby gave him a mouthful.
"You think your mother is you, mother speaks!" Said Zhou Dawa.
"Noisy, write quickly." Lin Qinghe came back from the outside carrying a basket. She went out to pick wild vegetables. When she came back, you heard the words from the brother and I were about to start.
"Four concubines." They all called out when she saw her return.
"Huh." Lin Qinghe nodded, and said to the second and third baby, "Your brothers come here to help wash the wild vegetables, and you will have them at night."
"Four concubines, I'll wash." Zhou Dani said.
auzw.com "No, you two do your homework." Lin Qinghe said: "It's just a little wild vegetables, their brother can wash them."
The baby nodded on Tuesday: "I will meet with my brother."
So the two of them went to wash wild vegetables. They were washed clean by the thieves, one by one, because they wanted to eat them, and it was also them who could not eat the sand.
Lin Qinghe left to eat at night, and all the rest was cooked for the pigs. This time, it should be fed once. When it is more than nine o'clock, it will not be fed again. That is the next morning.
After Lin Qinghe cooked the pig food, he gave it to the pig in the past, and also fed the chicken incidentally before returning to eat.
Now this time period is busy, so Zhou Qingbai didn't start work early, and it was more than six o'clock when he returned home.
A few Zhou Dani also returned.
Lin Qinghe wrapped amaranth pork dumplings. It is spring. It is best to eat these wild vegetables at this time. It is not only nutritious but also nutritious. It is very suitable for spring.
Amaranth pork dumplings were obviously delicious, and Zhou Qingbai was satisfied.
It's been a busy day, and I can eat delicious meals every day when I come back. This makes the man who is not a good-speaking man's eyebrows wear away.
Zhou Qingbai went to clean the pigpen chicken pen after eating.
Lin Qinghe sent her baby to wash the dishes, and she checked Zhou's actions.
Although he is only in the third grade of elementary school, this boy can write a composition of 500 words.
This essay titled "The Sun" is written very well, and looks at the sun from the perspective of elementary school students.
He said that every morning the sun rises, his dad is going to work, he is going to school, and when he returns home, the sun is already down.
This is the way the sun rises and the sun dies.
But this is just the beginning.
It was also written later that in the winter, the importance of the father-in-law of the sun, in the winter without the father-in-law, it was snow, and the common people all hoped that the winter would pass quickly, otherwise the family would run out of food.
Then he degraded the scorching heat of the summer sun again. When everyone was harvesting in the summer, it was really hot.
He was very impressed by this. If winter and summer can be stirred up, then it will not be cold or hot.
This is already pretty good.
It's about the sun.
But he didn't expect to go deeper.
For example, compare great leaders to the sun. They are happy children who live under the sun's rays.
The last point is that when Lin Qinghe washed the bowl and came to listen to the comments, she told him, and the baby heard a stunned expression: "I never thought of this!"
"You're still young, you can think about it later," Lin Qinghe said.
"Is this a pass?" Zhou Dawa said to his mother.
"Although it is lacking, it is generally good, so you pass the level." Lin Qinghe nodded.
When Zhou Qingbai came back, Lin Qinghe explained to him: "You will cut back banana leaves tomorrow, and I will make some red dates for you and your son."
"No need to be busy." Zhou Qingbai glanced at his eldest son.
Zhou Dawa dare not speak.
On Tuesday, the baby did not dare to say anything.
On Wednesday, the baby didn't understand those, and came directly to hug his father. He still liked his father very much.
"Dahua performed well today, and the second baby and third baby also washed the wild vegetables clean, so I decided to make them a red date hair cake." Lin Qinghe said.
As soon as this word came out, Zhou Dawa was satisfied on Tuesday.
"Then I will bring some back tomorrow." Zhou Qingbai nodded.
Banana leaves are not a rare thing. When he got off work at noon the next day, he came by and cut some home.