"Dad, don't worry. The headmaster said that now the stories in the newspaper are like this. People call this serial."

Since President Liang said it, Li Jianshe believed it.

With that, Guan Chunyan was ready to take Li Miaomiao's sister and brother to the kitchen to cook, but when she first came out, she just saw three li Xiaohu brothers standing in rows at the door of the second room.

Zhang Guizhi's voice came out of the room, "if you three don't recite what you learned today, you three brothers won't eat tonight."

Li Miao: "

Unexpectedly, her second aunt was very cruel. She enlarged her moves on the first day of school.

The three brothers Li Xiaohu, Li Xiaoniu and Li Xiaoguang were sad. "If we don't eat, we won't eat. We'll starve to death!"

"OK, then you're hungry."

The three brothers Li Xiaohu saw Guan Chunyan and cried pitifully, "aunt three, my mother is too cruel. We can't recite the text, so we're hungry. You say there's no such cruel mother in the world."

Guan Chunyan: "

You really don't have to tell her.

Thinking that he is also an elder of the Li Xiaohu brothers, "your mother is also good for you. Go back and admit her mistakes and recite the text well."

"What's good about memorizing the text? It's not fun."

"I don't like school. I have to recite the text and do my homework! I'm too tired!"

The three brothers howled.

Guan Chunyan really didn't want to take care of it. She advised them and hurried to cook.

Li Miaomiao didn't leave. He stared at Li Xiaohu and his three brothers and said, "if you have books to read, you'll be satisfied, otherwise you'll go to the ground every day."

Today is different from the past. Now they are separated. It is impossible that the three brothers Li Xiaohu don't want to go to the ground.

However, the three brothers Li Xiaohu didn't want to do that.

Li Xiaopeng wondered, "sister, why don't little tiger like reading? Reading is so fun. They can learn new knowledge and know a lot of little friends."

Li Miao sighed, "maybe they are learning scum."

"What is learning slag."

"Just you little tiger, they are like this."

Li Xiaopeng gave a cry.

The consequence of this was that the three brothers of Li Xiaohu couldn't resist hunger, and then ran to Mrs. Li for dinner. Mrs. Li still cherished the three grandchildren.

One by one, he sent them away directly.

Li Jianshe, such a young man, has not read for several years and has not gained insight. Suddenly, he writes traditional Chinese characters, which is too suspicious.

"Girl, you're right. I won't tell anyone. If you don't understand these words, I'll read them to you. See how I write."

Li Jianshe wants to write the story of how a teenager broke through many difficulties from the plight of his family and finally became an extreme minister.

The prototype of this story was Prime Minister Zuo of their time. At that time, Li Jianshe also read Prime Minister Zuo's autobiography, which was very inspirational.

Li Jianshe only wrote the beginning, but not to mention the good writing. The characters are clear. Li Miaomiao didn't speak after listening to Li Jianshe. She doesn't know what kind of story she needs to contribute now. She just said to let Li Jianshe write some first and send it to the newspaper to try.

"If you are selected, let's continue to write. If you are not selected, let's change the story."

"Can't you send it after writing?" Li Jianshe remembered that they had to write all the books there before they took them to the bookstore for sale.

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