Dressed as a villain's wife

Halfway through, Nanzhi asked Shen Miaomiao to go back to pick up Aunt Osmanthus and Uncle Shen to go to Hongfulou, and then he returned home.

When the door was opened, there was no one in the courtyard.

Guessing that the dolls were making up their homework in the study, Nan Zhi put away the contract and walked to the study.

Because there are many children in the family, when she first moved in, Lin's mother immediately took a fancy to the house with the best location.

Waiting for the three dolls in the family to go to the academy, this room that has been kept has been cleaned up and used as a study for the dolls.

In the study, Lin Zihan just lowered his head and wrote the homework assigned by his master, while Lin Jian was endorsing it.

Zhi Yu, who has no homework and is light-weight, is sitting at the table with Yuan Bao, reading a picture book.

Looking at the picture book on the desk, Nan Zhi inevitably had a complicated expression.

This painting book was bought by her elder brother a few days ago, at first she didn't pay much attention to it, but it was Zhiyu who found her later, and only then did she know what was drawn in the painting book.

When she first wore books, because she had never gotten along with children, even if Zhiyu was a very obedient doll, she would still be a little embarrassed when she slept at night.

Every night, the little doll would always curl up in his arms, wanting to hug him to sleep.

Later, she told Zhiyu stories every day.

In Journey to the West, Sun Wukong beats the bones three times, Nezha makes trouble in the sea, the black cat sheriff, and the story of seven gourd babies saving grandpa.

Zhiyu realized something was wrong when he was looking at the picture books with Yuan Bao. The picture books were bought by Lin Yicheng, thinking that Yuan Bao could understand them, so he chose two books as pictures.

The more he looked at Zhiyu, the more he felt familiar, until he saw the gourd on the vine fell to the ground and turned into a villain, then he found Nanzhi with a picture book in his face in disbelief.

Although she couldn't remember which fields Su Tao had been involved in in this novel, the aspect of children's enlightenment was definitely not written by Su Tao.

Whose hands would these picture books come from?

"Auntie, you're back!"

Yuan Bao was the first to see Nan Zhi, and rushed over happily.

"Is Yuan Bao obedient at home?" Nan Zhi picked up the little girl and asked with a smile.

"Be good! My brother is reading the picture book with me~"

"So good." Nan Zhi smiled and kissed the little girl's cheek, then looked at Xiao Zhiyu again.

"Zhiyu has worked hard to take care of my sister today."

Zhiyu stared at Nanzhi with bright eyes, her face was full of pride: "Zhiyu didn't work hard, Zhiyu misses Aunt~"

"My dear son."

After kissing Qin Zhiyu again, Nan Zhi put the ingot on the ground, and walked towards the two little guys at the side.

Lin Zihan was better, silently writing homework was not a big deal.

Seeing Nan Zhi approaching, he stopped writing and shouted, "Hello, Auntie."

"Zihan, how much homework do you have left?" Nanzhi felt that as an elder, he still had to care about the study of his nephews, so he looked at him with a smile and said.

"I still have a small piece of writing left in my homework, and I can finish it in half an hour."

Lin Zihan didn't have much reaction on his face, but Lin Jian beside him had a look of bitterness and hatred on his face.

He was already more than one year younger than his brother, and two years older than his brother, but when he went to the academy, there were only two classes left to choose from.

One is to study in the same class as my elder brother and be the youngest student in the class.

The second is to read a class with my younger brother and be the biggest student in the class.

He only thought that he would be ashamed if he went to his brother's class, so he bit the bullet and went to his brother's class.

Even if the teacher assigned him less homework, there are still several small prints left.

He regretted it and went to his younger brother's class if he knew about it.

Seeing the little guy's eyebrows wrinkled into a ball, Nanzhi was a little amused, and only rubbed the top of his hair before saying, "Let's go to Hongfulou for dinner later, and I'll treat you guys as well."

After hearing about going out to eat delicious food, Lin Jian smiled a little.

"Okay, then aunt, wait for me, I wrote this small print."

"Okay, write slowly, don't rush."

After coaxing the little nephew, Nan Zhi went to the backyard again.

The two old hens have been very peaceful these two days. When they saw Nanzhi coming, they still pushed the eggs out of the nest very spiritually, and then just closed their eyes to rest.

After picking up the eggs, Nanzhi went to the wooden basin again.

The water in the wooden tub was still clean and clear, and it seemed inexplicable that people wanted to take a sip.

"Xiao He, can you speak? If you can, you can speak, if you can't, you can go around a few times."

Nan Zhi poked the mussel with his finger, and talked a lot on the phone.

She fully believed that her ability to wear books had something to do with this river clam.

Otherwise, why did she encounter such a strange thing?

But the mussel in the wooden basin was still lying like a stone, without any reaction.

After talking to He Mu in the backyard for a long time, Yuan Bao ran over on short legs to call her.

"Aniang, Aniang, brother and the others have finished their homework."

"Hey, okay, let's pack up and go out."

Watching one big and one small come out of the backyard, the mussels in the wooden basin opened some shells.

It also wants to talk, but its luck is getting less and less, let alone talk at this moment, it almost has no strength to move the clam shell.

A gust of wind blows slowly, and He Mu looks at the blue sky in a daze.

If the old man hasn't come yet, could it be that he really doesn't want himself?

Thinking that he might disappear in this small world, He Mu was at a loss.

Maybe it shouldn't have chosen such a small world arbitrarily to be born at the beginning. It thought it would be the easiest task, but now it looks like it made him buried here again.

I just don't know if the old man will come to look for it.

In a hazy state of consciousness, the river clam closed its shell again.

A white light suddenly flashed in the blue sky, and it disappeared before attracting people's attention.

Two figures glowing with hazy white light stopped on the branches in the backyard of the Lin family.

Looking around, one person cast his eyes on the wooden basin.

"Look, it's almost dying. As I said, it's impossible to reconcile the plot of this small world with the Dao of Heaven."

His tone was full of complacency, and his eyes became hotter.

"You're going to lose~ The luck of this world will belong to me."

After the words fell, his figure flickered again and disappeared, leaving only another person standing with his hands behind his back.

"Ah, I forgot to add some water for you, please come on."

Nanzhi went back and forth, fetched a bucket of water from the well and poured it into the wooden basin. Seeing that the well water completely submerged the mussels, he put down the wooden bucket and went back to the front yard humming.

Looking at the back of her bouncing away, the man's face curved slightly.

How do you know who wins and who loses?