To be honest, Ning Yunxi knew that it was a treasure when he saw these things. He found films everywhere and tried every means to protect these paintings. There were things that were preventing montworms and moisture.

"You can copy these paintings." Ning Yunxi told the children, and then she found a poster of a monkey for her son.

Maybe this monkey was not Sun Wukong, but it was a monkey that was so beautifully drawn. The monkey's hair was drawn one stroke after another, which made Leilei's little pupils round in surprise.

Meng Chenyi held the little hand that his nephew was holding the paintbrush and helped the nephew copy the monkey.

Seeing such beautiful paintings, even the third child who could draw a little gave up his idea of ​​creating all of them and learned to draw some children in it. Each of the children was carefully copying them.

Meng Chenhao sat on the small bench on the balcony and looked at him, thinking that if Commander Hou and other troops were pleased to see this scene, Commander Hou would definitely smile.

In addition to propaganda posters, the army leader left books for the children.

Leilei is the youngest, so the leaders gave the child a literacy card. The leaders hope that the kid would learn to recognize words first, and next time they could give the child a real reading book.

Regarding the set of literacy cards sent by Grandpa Hou, Leilei held them one by one and said, "Playing cards."

"No, Leilei, these are Chinese characters, not numbers." Meng Chen, who was standing behind the child, said to his nephew in sweat.

"I know." Leilei answered second uncle seriously.

Chinese characters are the foundation, just like numbers. If numbers are the foundation of mathematics, Chinese characters are the foundation of Chinese. Children know.

Faced with such a clever explanation from my nephew, Meng Chenyi was speechless.

Leilei's little eyes looked at his mother's hand, what did Grandpa Hou give away to others?

The little girl Meng Chencheng got a five-stitch score.

Meng Chencheng held the book that Grandpa Hou gave him in both hands and screamed. The little girl was about to go crazy happily.

This stitch score is not a blank stitch score. It records the stitch score and lyrics of several stitch songs.

I can only say that the army leader really knows the children and caters to their preferences.

Seeing that the two youngest ones had something that suited their great love, Meng Chenjun and Meng Chenxi couldn't help but feel excited, and were looking forward to their gifts.

"This is for classmate Meng Chenjun." Ning Yunxi handed the gift that belonged to Xiao Si to Xiao Si.

Meng Chenjun was shocked when he saw it and saw it was a comic strip. But it was definitely a comic strip that could not be seen on the market. It should be something that the troops in the army drew for themselves. This comic strip was about sports.

Meng Chenjun, who received the book, sat down immediately and flipped the book with unprecedented seriousness and quiet attitude.

"Chen Xi." Ning Yunxi patted the box and said to the third brother, "Your Grandpa Hou said that you don't need yours."

Alas? Meng Chenxi was shocked.

"Don't you often borrow books from your brothers? The leaders heard what your Uncle Lin said, so after thinking about it, I won't give it to you for the time being."
Chapter completed!