Chapter 299: strict tiger

Chapter 299: strict tiger

The little dragon thief smiled and pulled out the workbook that Han Tong was protecting and handed it to Hu Zi. Hu Zi looked at Han Tong's homework with a dark face, and Han Tong was so scared that he immediately explained, "I'll write it now."

Huzi glanced at him and said to Xiaolong, "Let's change positions."

Xiaolong seemed very happy, and took his homework and changed positions with Huzi. Han Tong looked at his brother sitting next to him, and became even more unlovable, "Brother Huzi, I can write it myself."

Hu Zi didn't take his words to heart at all, and replied calmly, "I'm looking at you."

After Han Wen finished tutoring Han Qing, she leaned over to look at Han Tong and knew that this was a master who didn't like to study.

"Huzi, help your brother well."

Tiger: "Don't worry!"

Fu Jin was amused when he saw Han Tong's bitterness and hatred. He packed up his things and went to the kitchen to help Han Wen.

After a while, Hu Zi and Han Tong were left on the table in the living room.

Han Tong carefully glanced at Huzi who was reading a book, and whispered, "Brother Huzi, don't you need to help my aunt?"

Hu Zi put down the book, "Since you have so much to worry about, the homework should be finished!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took out Han Tong's homework, and when he saw a dark patch above, Hu Zi ruthlessly reprimanded: "What are you writing?"

Han Tong was a little confused, so, "I wrote it very well! It's all right."

Seeing him like this, Hu Zi tore off the piece of paper with a blank expression, and said coldly, "Write it again."

Han Tong looked at the homework that was torn by Huzi with distress. This was written by him so hard, how could it be torn up so casually! Thinking of the tears, I couldn't help but swirl in my eyes.

Hu Zi said with a dark face after seeing it: "Hold back."

Han Tong took a peek at Hu Zi and did not dare to cry, sobbing and re-writing his homework.

Xiaolong and Han Qing looked at the door of the kitchen for a while, Han Qing turned around and said to Han Wen: "Little aunt, this tiger is really powerful, he will take Han Tong's tidy up in two strokes, and the second aunt will take it when he is at home. Hit Han Tong with a stick, and Han Tong won't be doing his homework."

Xiaolong said stinkingly: "This is called one thing descending one thing."

Han Wen frowned when she heard Han Qing's words and asked, "Is Han Tong like this at home too?"

Han Qing nodded, "Isn't it true, I can't finish my homework every time. If you ask him, he is plausible, saying that he doesn't have that talent, and it's useless to study."

Han Wen: "This kid."

Han Qing looked at Hu Zi with admiration, "I just didn't expect Hu Zi to be so powerful."

Xiaolong also watched the fun and didn't think it was a big deal, and asked with a smirk: "What do you think a tiger should be like?"

Han Qing glanced at Xiaolong and patted his head calmly: "Don't try to deceive me."

He is three years older than Huzi, how can he be fooled like this.

Seeing that he couldn't fool himself, Xiaolong pouted and ran back to make a fire.

Because of their large population now, Han Wen didn't dare to use the stove in the living room to cook because the pot was too small to eat.

Han Qing looked at Han Wen's stewed vermicelli with cabbage, fried fish, shredded potatoes, chili eggs, and a big pot of steamed buns, and his mouth couldn't close in surprise, "Little aunt, do you have enough food for your family to eat like this?"

Han Wen also feels that their children's appetite has increased a bit recently. Fortunately, there are still two baskets of sweet potatoes at home. I am afraid that the children will think more and say, "Enough to eat."

After a while, Wang Hao braved the snow to return. He glanced suspiciously at Hu Zi and Han Tong in the living room, took off his hat, took off his coat, and went to the kitchen.

"what happened?"

Xiaolong replied crisply: "My brother is staring at Han Tong doing his homework."

When Wang Hao saw that the vegetables were cooked, he squeezed a piece of fried fish and stuffed it into his mouth before the child was paying attention.

The children didn't see it, but Han Wen saw it, gave him an angry look, and whispered, "Have you washed your hands?"

Wang Hao: "My hands are clean."

Han Wen: "You don't spit either?"

Wang Hao: "Your fish bones are fried."

The fish that Han Wen fried was the kind of slender little fish that was very fragrant. Wang Hao brought it back from the market yesterday.

Han Wen looked at Wang Hao and said, "You are bringing me a big bone when you come back tomorrow. I will boil it for a few children."

Wang Hao squeezed another one and stuffed it into his mouth, "Okay."

Han Wen took the steamed buns out of the pot and said to Xiaolong, "Go and tell your brother, let's eat."

Xiaolong glanced outside and said hesitantly, "I think Han Tong has not finished writing it yet."

Wang Hao: "When you're done, just go out and say it." When he came in just now, he heard Han Tong say that he was done.

Xiaolong just went out and ran to look at Han Tong's homework first. He saw that the face was a little black, but it was much better than his classmates. He patted Han Tong's shoulder approvingly, "Not bad. !"

When Han Tong heard Xiaolong's words, he immediately followed: "I just said that my writing is very good, but Brother Huzi is too demanding."

Hu Zi glanced at the two of them coldly, and they both dared not speak.

Xiaolong: "Mom told you to pack up and eat first."

Han Tong forgot to be afraid of the tiger when he heard it, and packed his things swiftly, "I'm actually hungry a long time ago, and my sister-in-law's cooking is so delicious that I'm greedy."

Hu Zi sighed helplessly when he saw that he only knew how to eat.

I really don't know how such a strange thing can come out of their house.

Han Tong was also very active during the meal, and kept asking Han Wen how this dish was made.

"Xiaotong, don't you really want to be a cook?" Han Wen asked in surprise.

Han Tong: "Of course, Grandpa said it's best to be a cook, so you don't have to worry about eating and drinking."

"Look at one of our village cooks who is skinny."

Han Wen felt bad when she heard Han Tong's words. Her father taught Han Tong how to feel.

Wang Hao smiled at Han Wen and said, "I have to talk to Dad when I get home."

Han Wen sulked Wang Hao angrily, "It's up to you."

The two children stayed here until the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Han Wen originally wanted to go home for a few days, but it was delayed because of the snow.

"Sister-in-law, brothers, goodbye!" Han Tong shouted loudly while standing on the deck.

This time, Han Wen was unable to go back. The wind was too strong at sea and she became seasick. Wang Hao did not dare to let her go.

On the way back, Xiaolong said sadly, "No one will play with me when Han Tong is gone."

Hu Zi exposed him mercilessly, "You don't think he's annoying every day when he's here."

"How can it be the same!"

Huzi: "Why is it different?"

Xiaolong: "You don't understand."

When a few people returned home, Hu Zi looked at the empty living room and remembered when he was tutoring Han Tong here, "That talk is gone, I'm really not used to it."

Han Wen: "Okay, it's not like I won't be here anymore. Take advantage of the good weather and go wash your dirty clothes."