Smart children are never easy to fool.

Adults are sometimes more tantrumful than children.

The weekend is here.

My mother agreed to my master today that she would go to the countryside with Aunt Che to play with the children. My aunt and fourth uncle had to review their homework and could not go. Before leaving, Leilei bowed to her aunt: "Auntie, I'll pick apples for you and eat them."

A group of people were surprised. Picking apples in the countryside? Now isn’t the season for apple harvest?

"Who told you that there are apples?" Meng Chencheng asked his nephew.

Now some apples are stored and sold after harvesting last year.

"In the kindergarten, Xiangxiang said. Xiangxiang said what her grandfather said, saying that she would be able to pick apples in the countryside soon. Xiangxiang likes to eat apples." The children in the kindergarten like him, Leilei knows.

"Soon, there is a difference between being able to pick it." The little girl Meng Chencheng covered her nephew's face. As expected, the little nephew had never studied Chinese class, so she couldn't distinguish these vocabulary concepts. Xiangxiang probably copied grandpa's words, and she couldn't figure it out, so she asked Leilei to pick apples.

Leilei was stunned when he heard the little eyeball. What should he do? Can't pick the apples? He promised Xiangxiang and Xiaogu to pick the apples for them to eat when they came back. Fortunately, the young master had a sudden inspiration and thought: "Look for brother."

My brother can make fruit for him, so I'm right looking for my brother.

Ning Yunxi took a picture of his son's little head to stop his shameful idea: "I have said it many times, don't ask for fruits from my brother all day long. Fruits are said to me for my own money. My brother is studying, there is no money, is it easy for me?"

Leilei pouted his lips. He didn't want apples for himself, but for Xiangxiang and Xiaogu.

"Okay, let's go back to the market to see if I can buy apples for you three, okay?" Grandpa Meng said with a proactive look after the love of his great-grandson.

"Grandpa, don't spoil him." Ning Yunxi said.

"What are you used to? He is a good child and wants to eat with other children." Grandpa Meng spoke from the position of the young great-grandson.

Ning Yunxi bent down and said to his son: "Mom takes you to the countryside to see. Let's not pick apples, let's see if there are any other delicious foods to bring to Xiangxiang and the others. It's not apples, there are other delicious foods in the countryside."

Leilei's little brain measured: Does this count as breaking trust in Xiangxiang and Xiaogu?

"Don't have apples?" Xiao Ye insisted on asking last point.

Ning Yunxi gave his son a popular science lesson: "When you go to the countryside, you will understand how difficult it is to plant an apple tree."

What the young master could understand, Leilei pointed his little finger at himself: "Mom, I am not like Xiangxiang, and I will not waste food."

Come on, I know you are excellent, son. The problem is that what my mother wants to tell you is that it is not just that if you want to have an apple, Ning Yunxi also wants to cover her face by imitating the little girl.

After saying goodbye to his family, Ning Yunxi took his son down the stairs and met with Teacher Che. Teacher Che got a gray van and opened the door, allowing the mother and son to get in the car.

"Hello, Leilei." Teacher Che greeted the child.

This teacher, Leilei remembered, said: "Pencil."

"You remember the Chinese brand pencil I told you about." Teacher Che praised this kid for having a good memory.

Leilei twisted his body happily, I remembered it right.
Chapter completed!