I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

"Have you finished your homework?" Yan Xiao asked a fatal question as soon as he entered the door.

"Brother, I don't know how to do homework assigned by the teacher."

He doesn't know anything, so could it be possible to ask Yan Xiao to help him with his kindergarten homework?

Life is not easy, sighs Death.

After living for thousands of years, I still have to come to do kindergarten homework...

Although according to his many years of school experience, kindergarten is the best place to mess around in his schooling career, but Mr. Reaper does kindergarten homework, so you can't make people laugh when you say it?

"(ˊωˋ?) Brother, can you teach me?" Jiang Yan blinked his big ignorant eyes, his face full of simplicity.

"Okay, what's your homework tonight?"

"It's a literacy homework. You have to write your own name 10 times."

"That's it?"

"Yeah, only this, but Ayan can't write his own name yet."

How stupid, I can't even write my own name.

Yan Xiao carried Jiang Yan's small schoolbag, took out a Hanyu Pinyin writing book, and wrote it at the beginning as a demonstration.

"Here, write it like this."

"Brother, the desk stool is too high, I can't climb up."

How can it be that high?Clearly enough, there are so many things to do every day.

Yan Xiao hugged him angrily and sat on the stool, "Quickly start writing your name."

Jiang Yan groaned softly, held the pencil and began to write.

His little hands were shaking like sifting chaff, and the words he wrote were crooked and horrible.

"Brother, do I write well?" Jiang Yan looked at Yan Xiao with a smile, waiting for praise.

"Uh..." Does it look good, don't you have any clues in your heart?

Jiang Yan is very good at observing words and expressions. After seeing Yan Xiao's frown, he immediately realized that his handwriting might not look good.

"Brother, I can't write, can you hold my hand and teach me to write?"

Alas, judging from the current situation, I can only teach him how to write.

Yan Xiao got up helplessly, held Jiang Yan's little hand, and wrote stroke by stroke.

"(?^^?) Hehehe." Being held by Bing Bing's cold hands, Jiang Yan was so happy that he laughed out loud.

"Don't laugh! Take a good look at how it's written."

After writing the names 10 times, Yan Xiao looked at the neat names on the exercise book, feeling superior.

"As expected of me, I have done such a difficult homework so well."

After Jiang Yan stuffed his homework into his schoolbag, he raised his head and asked, "Brother, how do you write your name?"

The little kid is gone, he can't even write "Jiang Yan" well, but he still wants to write "Yan Xiao"?

"My name has too many strokes, and you can't learn it at your level."

"Oh... can my brother write it for me?"

Jiang Yan pushed over a blank sheet of paper as he spoke, as if he would not be allowed to sleep until he wrote.

Yan Xiao took the paper and signed his name eloquently, but Jiang Yan couldn't understand it anyway.

"Brother, does your name have any meaning?" Jiang Yan asked while mimicking it.

meaning?It seems to have no meaning.

Yan Xiao replied casually: "What meaning can a name you choose at random have?"

"But Dad said my name has meaning."

"What's the meaning?"

"┤?ω?) I don't know, Dad didn't say anything."

Jiang Yan... Yan Xiao silently recited the name several times in his heart, but found nothing special.

Then analyze it from the aspect of font.

Ri Anyan?

"Ah!" Yan Xiao realized.

These two old perverts don't even spare their children!It's just devoid of conscience!

"Ayan, do you want to change your name? Brother can help you."

"Why do you want to change your name? Doesn't Ayan sound good?"

"It's not a question of whether it sounds good or not..."

"Is it because my brother hates Ayan's name?"

"Why do I hate your name?"

This kid's words are terrible, and everything can rise to the level of hating him.

"(=^^=) Ah Yan likes her name, so don't change it."

"Do you really want to change?"

"Uh-huh."

Well, I hope that Jiang Yan will not regret his current decision when he grows up.

After chatting, Jiang Yan had already written Yan Xiao's name crookedly on the white paper.

Kind of like that.

I can't write my own name, but I have a way of writing other people's names.

……

"Brother, the homework has been finished, can Ayan go to sleep?"

"Well, go to sleep."

Yan Xiao looked at the time, it was already past nine o'clock, the children should go to bed early.

Jiang Yan took out his little lion pajamas, stuffed them into Yan Xiao's hands, and said childishly, "Father said that a good child should be clean. Ah Yan didn't take a bath last night."

"Well, so what?"

"Ayan doesn't know how to take a bath yet, so I need my brother to help me."