Stepmother Reborn: Dad, my mom hasn't hit me for three days

After Youcai recovered from his illness, he began to study seriously.

When Zhang Xiuhua was cleaning potatoes in the kitchen, Li Xiaoying came to her with Youcai's homework. "Youcai has really improved. Before, when I taught him how to do his homework, he was always indifferent and didn't do it well. Now he writes seriously and doesn't slack off at all."

Zhang Xiuhua looked at the words on the notebook. She didn't think they were that good, but when Li Xiaoying turned to the front, she understood them immediately. It was indeed a great improvement.

"If these words were written better, it would be perfect." Li Xiaoying was online perfectly. Seeing her students' progress, she wanted them to make even more progress.

Zhang Xiuhua was very happy with Youcai's attitude towards learning. She guessed that he might really listen to her this time, so she couldn't help but feel happy, "Okay. Leave it to me!"

She took her homework books to the bedroom and moved the dining table in. The four children were sitting around the table doing their homework.

Next to me was a stove, boiling water. Outside, the wind was howling. The snow had stopped, but it was still very cold. It was even colder when the snow melted. I was shivering with cold.

Zhang Xiuhua installed a thick straw curtain in this room to block some of the wind, but when it was opened, cold wind still blew in.

Feeling the wind coming in, Baolin was the first to get restless. He looked up, his eyes lit up, "Mom? Is the food ready?"

"It's still simmering in the pot, why are you in such a hurry? Have you finished your homework?"

Baolin pouted and continued writing.

Zhang Xiuhua leaned over to look at Youcai and pointed at the few new characters he had written in front of her. "This one is a bit ugly."

Youcai looked up and pursed his lips. This is already very beautiful, isn’t it?

"I don't think it's good enough for you."

Youcai looked at her in surprise, and the other children also looked up. Even Jidong lost his composure and came over to take a look, then looked at Youcai again. He didn't understand why this word was not suitable for Youcai? Aren't they all the same black?

Youcai happily wiped it off and quickly finished writing stroke by stroke. Then he looked up at her and asked, "Are you worthy of me this time?"

Zhang Xiuhua took a look and nodded solemnly, "Okay!"

They finished their homework in the afternoon.

So the children looked at Zhang Xiuhua eagerly, "Can we go out and make a snowman? We won't run around. We can just make one outside the door!"

Seeing that the snow outside had stopped falling and the wind had died down, Zhang Xiuhua waved her hands and said, "Make a pile! I have to make one too!"

So three adults took five children outside to make a snowman. Zhuzhu was young, so she could only stand at the door and watch them work.

Zhang Xiuhua shoveled the snow in the middle of the vegetable garden. The snow was so thick that it buried her three centimeters below her knees.

Zhuzhu is so small that if you step on it, you really may not be able to get up.

Zhang Xiuhua made a big snowman. She took half a carrot from the kitchen as a nose, used two stones as eyes, and cut a piece of red paper as a mouth.

The children were very excited about making a snowman at first, but when they got to the snow, they started having snowball fights. On the contrary, the three adults were only focused on making a snowman and quickly decorated it.

Several children came over and said, "Wow! It looks like a snowman."

Youcai ran back to the house, took the hat that his father had left at home, and put it on. "Haha, it looks even more like him."

"awesome!"

Baolin is a naughty boy. Seeing that the snowman's neck is empty, he takes the clothes that Zhuzhu can't wear and wraps them around the snowman's neck as a scarf.

Jidong also ran over to join in the fun and put a stick in the snowman's hand, using it as a shotgun.

Jilin also wanted to add something, but he was too small, and when he wanted to put blush on the snowman's face, the red paper got directly on the snowman's face. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and it fell directly on the snowman, leaving a mark.

Yaoyao was overjoyed, "Jilin, you are so useless. Come! I will help you!"

Yaoyao stepped forward to help, and put a blush on each side, "This is a beautiful female soldier."

After a few children laughed and played around the snowman, they started fighting with each other. The other children in the village couldn't hold back, so they ran out to get some fresh air and started playing snowball fights at the door.

Youcai led his four younger brothers and sisters to fight against other friends, and the fight was very intense.

The adults were watching and didn't stop them. Children at this age were not so delicate, and they needed to be thrashed and beaten to strengthen their bodies.

Aunt Wang came over and asked if their family had a kang.

Zhang Xiuhua replied, "I can't afford a fever during the day, and I'm afraid the children will kick off their blankets at night and get sick again. How about your family?"

Aunt Wang shrank her neck and said, "We will burn coal on the day the snow melts, so we have to use it sparingly."

At this time, a dog-raising family in the village put a harness on their dog, pulled a sled behind it, and the child sat on it. The other children stopped playing and looked at Xiangxiang with envy.

Xiangxiang is a six-year-old girl, the same age as Baolin, but not in the same class. However, they always come back together after school, and Baolin knows Xiangxiang. She immediately becomes familiar with her and lets Xiangxiang play with her.

Xiangxiang was also a generous child and immediately let her sit on it.

After Baolin got on the horse, he treated the dog like a cow and swung the rope, "Damn it!"

As if that wasn't enough, she yelled, "Mom! Look! I'm flying!"

The other children looked at her enviously and kept circling around her, "Xiangxiang, let me play with you for a while. We are from the same village."

Jidong was a little smart boy. Seeing so many children surrounding Xiangxiang, he secretly ran back to the house and took out the candies that he usually didn't want to eat. He stuffed four of them into Xiangxiang's pockets and said, "Let's play once each."

No matter how favored Xiangxiang is, her family is so poor that she can't just treat candy as a snack. When she got the candy, her eyes were wide open and she waved her little hand, "Okay!"

The other children only played with it when they saw that it offered benefits, and then went home to get things in exchange.

Yaoyao got in the car, still a little bit surprised, "You really want me to play? I don't have any candy to give you back!"

The other children ate all the candies they earned from collecting firewood, but only Jidong could resist the temptation and saved the candies until now.

Jidong waved his hand, "No need! Just have fun."

Yaoyao's face turned red with excitement, and she imitated her sister, yelling "yeah!"

The dog is not very fast, so there is no need to worry about the child falling off. After playing for a while, Yaoyao got off and was replaced by Jilin.

Jilin was no less excited than Yaoyao. After all, Yaoyao had seen it before, but it was his first time playing it, and he laughed non-stop.

When Jidong went up to play, he was much more reserved, and held Zhuzhu, who had been looking forward to it, in his arms, making the little girl's eyes sparkle and waving her hands.

When he finally got time to play, uh, the dog was exhausted and couldn't pull him up!

Although Youcai is very thin, he is ten years old after all. The dogs Jidong and Zhuzhu have reached their limits and cannot support Youcai's body size.

Youcai was so depressed that he could only whip the boy.

But he was a man who knew how to have fun. He took a piece of wood from the woodshed at home and went to the hillside to play skiing. I don't know who he learned it from, but he also took two sticks as support and slid down like flying.

The other children in the village couldn't wait for the dog-pulled sled, and all ran over to play skiing with him.