The Daily Life of Mother Raising Children in the 1980s

Chapter 131-140

　　Chapter 131 Sentence Making

　　"Now I know what's the use of cramming and worrying. How happy you were when we played a few days ago!" Xu Tao gloated and mocked Zhao Linuan.

　　You couldn't think of homework when you were playing, are you in a hurry now? late!

　　"Mom!" Zhao Linuan was almost crying, and his head was buzzing from doing homework.

　　When Xu Tao saw Zhao Linnuan pouting in dissatisfaction, she chose to sit in the passenger seat and pursed her lips. She did not continue to add insult to injury. However, while watching the show, the idea of teaching Zhao Linnuan a profound lesson gradually spread in her heart, becoming so strong that it completely melted. not open.

　　It is true that Zhao Linuan is too worrying, otherwise she would not remember it at all.

　　"Woo! What should I do? What should I do?" Zhao Linuan bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes in such anxiety, but she still grabbed her pen and worked hard on her homework.

　　Zhao Linuan wrote desperately, and he was in the car again, and he was pressed for time. The little girl was extremely anxious. After writing for half an hour, she was so successful that she felt sick.

　　"Ugh..." Zhao Linuan was sitting in the car doing homework. The little girl usually fell asleep while rocking in the car, and she was in good spirits.

　　But today she got in the car and started doing her homework. She knew that school would start tomorrow and she was in a hurry to finish her homework. As a result, the road was not smooth. She stared at the words in the book and had to do her homework. It took half an hour before she felt sick and sick to her stomach. , which is pretty good.

　　If it were Xu Tao, he would be dizzy and nauseous within five minutes.

　　"What's wrong?" Zhao Linan suddenly looked at his sister Zhao Linuan worriedly.

　　"Brother, I feel sick, wuwu." Zhao Linuan spoke truthfully, vomited twice, and continued to write his homework while holding on to his pen.

　　"..." Zhao Linan has never experienced the hardship of catching up on homework until he was in college. He also couldn't understand that Zhao Linan, an ordinary child, an ordinary student, had a lot of winter vacation homework left before school was about to start. Heaps of sorrow.

　　It's as scary as having a wake-up call around your neck.

　　Yesterday, Zhao Linuan was building snowmen in her hometown in Wenzhou, but now she could only catch up on her homework on the way back to Yangcheng, sobbing and sobbing. She felt that her life was so miserable and miserable.

　　"Good boy, Nuan Nuan, don't write anymore. Write again when you get home. It's easy to feel dizzy and nauseated in the car." Zhao Linan reached out and grabbed Zhao Linuan's little hand, preparing to let Zhao Linuan rest first.

　　"No, I haven't done any homework during the winter vacation. If the teacher doesn't register me tomorrow, I won't be able to go to school." Zhao Linuan shook his head anxiously.

　　If it was the time before he went to elementary school, Zhao Linuan might have been indifferent and would not go to school if he didn't go to school.

　　But now that she has been in school for half a semester, she has also experienced the joy of going to school. She has many classmates. She has fun playing in school every day. She is happy not to go to school for the holidays. But when it is time to go to school, she finds that other children can go to school. She because Zhao Linuan must have cried because he missed his winter vacation homework and failed to go to school.