Chapter 338 Childlike Fun
"Sister Yaya, all my little red flowers are for you." Hu Tou said quickly when he saw Yaya pouting.

"I don't want it, I want to win the red flower myself!" Yaya clenched her little fists, her eyes were determined.

Li Luo didn't expect that he just wanted to inspire Hu Tou by asking questions, but he actually aroused Yaya's desire to win.

"Well, let's continue asking questions. Those who answer the questions correctly will get a red flower." Li Luo shook the red flower in his hand and smiled.

"Then I won't answer. The remaining red flowers are for my sister!" Hu Tou quickly stepped back.

"I don't want Brother Hutou to give it to me! Yaya is not happy when Brother Hutou is like this!" Yaya still pouted.

Helpless, Hu Tou had to agree.

Li Luo smiled. She didn’t expect that the two of them were so humble.

But Yaya didn't want to win unfairly. Compared with others, what she got made her happy.

Next, Li Luo explained the meaning of the poem "Ode to the Goose" bit by bit to Hutou and Yaya.

The more Yaya listened, the more strange it seemed to her. Only Hutou was still answering the questions happily.

"Mom, what you said seems to be the scene in the poem!"

Tiger Head scratched his head and said, "Really? Aunt Luo Luo, which poem are you talking about?"

Then, Yaya recited the poem, and Hutou was stunned.

"Sister, sister is so awesome!"

"Brother Hutou, you try it too!" Yaya looked at Hutou, her eyes full of encouragement.

"I, can I do it?" Facing Yaya, Hu Tou was still a little unconfident, but what Li Luo had just said had already appeared in his mind, so it was not that difficult for him to recite the poem with Yaya.

"I, I actually recited it?" Hu Tou was still in disbelief after reciting the poem. In his head, he did not think about the food, but connected all the images of the poem together.

"Auntie, I like reciting poems like this. The shape of the big goose is right here!" Tiger Head said, pointing to his head.

"Hey, I'll tell mom later that I got four red flowers today and memorized a poem! Mom will definitely praise me!"

"Aunt, can I take two cakes back to eat?" Hu Tou looked at the table and saw the mung bean cakes made by Li Luo, and swallowed.

"If you want to eat it, then recite the poem again." Li Luo placed the mung bean cake in front of Hu Tou.

Hu Tou touched his head, looked down at the painting, and suddenly remembered something. In the end, he recited the entire poem without any hesitation.

Li Luo smiled. She didn't expect that this little guy could still remember the poem in the face of the temptation of delicious food. It seemed that he had memorized it in his heart.

When it was almost noon, Xu Mei came to urge Hu Tou to go back. Hu Tou was still muttering a poem: "When I was young, I didn't know the moon..."

Now, even Xu Mei was shocked. Before, asking this child to recite a poem was like asking him to die. Why is he only thinking about reciting a poem now?
Looking again, it seemed that Hu Tou was holding something in his hand.

"Mom, this is the little red flower that my aunt gave me as a reward. Yaya also has one, and Yaya has more than me, but I'm not bad either!" Hu Tou smiled brightly.

Xu Mei's heart felt like it was being gripped by a big hand. She had always been mean to Hu Tou before. She had suffered from the pain of being uneducated, so she wanted Hu Tou to become a talent and become a dragon. She would get anxious when she saw that he couldn't recite a poem. But now, looking at Hu Tou, he was only four years old. How much could he understand? Just like Li Luo said, adults still don't understand life, why should they put all this pressure on children?
Children should have their childhood, enjoying the flowers in spring, catching cicadas in summer, picking fruits in autumn, playing in the snow in winter... When did busy schoolwork replace these fun things?
"Hutou, at noon today, mom will make you your favorite braised pork ribs!" Xu Mei touched Hutou's little head and smiled gently.

"Really? Mom, I love you! I will work harder to memorize my lessons and study hard so that mom can make braised pork ribs for me every day!"

"Hutou, mom won't force you to memorize your lessons anymore. I will cook whatever you want to eat. I hope you can grow up happily." Xu Mei lowered her eyes and smiled softly.

When we were little, all we wanted was to eat what we liked, play what we liked, and see the people around us happy. Why is it that as we grow up, those wishes become more and more complicated?

Xu Mei couldn't figure it out. It seemed that it had been like this ever since she could remember. But when she looked at Li Luo's family, they didn't seem to have this worry.

After all, in the Ling family, everyone is free.

"Brother, we are going to the town to participate in the competition in two days. Are you nervous?" Ling Xiaolei approached Ling Xiaoguang and asked mysteriously.

"Why are you nervous? Is there some question you don't know how to answer?" Ling Xiaoguang tilted his head, looking puzzled.

Ling Xiaoguang was stunned by his brother's question, and it took him a long time to react: "Brother, I'm not doing exercises, I'm writing an article! But I'm afraid, what should I do if I don't know how to write some words?"

"When you don't know how to write, you can use pinyin." Ling Xiaoguang quickly told Ling Xiaolei the solution.

"But... I'm still nervous..." Ling Xiaolei's palms were covered in sweat.

"Here, this is for you." Ling Xiaoguang took out a thick red notebook from his schoolbag and handed it to Ling Xiaolei.

"Xin, Xinhua Dictionary?" Ling Xiaolei's eyes were full of shock.

"Instead of worrying about this and that, it is better to improve your own ability. Since there are words you don't know, you can memorize all the words in the dictionary. This way, there will be no words you don't know when you want to write."

Ling Xiaolei curled his lips: "Brother, I think what you said makes a lot of sense, I can't even refute it."

"Then brother, can you tell me what I should do if I want to use dialect?"

Ling Xiaoguang turned his head silently and looked at Ling Xiaolei, with the dictionary in his hand clenched.

"I, I'd better use pinyin." Ling Xiaolei shrank his neck. He didn't expect that he just asked his elder brother a few questions, but why did his elder brother get so angry?

On the day of the competition, Ling Xiaolei got up early. He always felt uneasy. After all, he had never competed with others in writing an article. If he made a fool of himself, he didn't know how long he would be laughed at.

Ling Xiaoguang was calm and composed, eating his breakfast slowly and leisurely, not at all flustered.

"Xiao Mao, don't worry. Just relax and treat it as an exam. If you're still scared, just treat the people competing with you as insignificant."

Li Luo noticed Ling Xiaolei's nervousness and gave Ling Xiaolei an idea.

Ling Xiaolei nodded, and before they set off, Li Luo handed the schoolbags to the two of them.

The two weighed the schoolbag and found it was a little heavy. When they opened it, they found a brand new lunch box with a slogan of encouragement on it.

"Mom, your clothes today are so special."