Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 418 If you raise cubs according to grandpa’s method, you will probably end up raising two losers.
Hearing Song Jiyuan's question, Song Jichen immediately shook his head and said in a low voice: "As long as the family is together, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Two big characters." Song Jiyuan continued to work in Xingxing's small bathtub with a chisel, but he still came up with four words suddenly.

Suddenly hearing these four words, Song Jichen was stunned for a while, and then asked: "Brother? Are you going to supervise Xingxing's calligraphy practice?"

With that said, Song Jichen was ready to walk into the house, but Song Jiyuan's cold eyes fell on him.

Only then did Song Jichen realize that Song Jiyuan was asking him to practice calligraphy.

He has been busy with all kinds of accounting recently, and he has really slacked off a lot in practicing calligraphy...

So he could only go to the small study to look for him.

In the small study room,

Xingxing sat on the high stool made for her by Song Jiyuan, holding a brush in her right hand while writing big characters. Her left hand would occasionally eat lotus seeds from a small plate on the side. Her cheeks were bulging, and she didn't seem to have worked hard at practicing her calligraphy. .

Song Jichen walked over gently, looking down the furry little head with two little tugs pointing upwards, and saw the word "dog crawling"...

He almost burst out laughing uncontrollably. After practicing for a long time, Xingxing's handwriting was getting worse and worse, just like a dog crawling.

"Second brother, why are you standing here?" Xingxing said, holding up the big letter of his own with both hands, and asked him: "Second brother, do you think my writing is good or not?"

Song Jichen really couldn't say enough words of praise.

He felt that he seemed to know the reason why Xingxing and Xuanxuan became two little losers.

Therefore, during dinner that day, Song Jichen raised this question: "Father, mother, I think it is necessary for you to think about yourself. Oh yes, there is also eldest brother."

The people whose names were called all looked towards Song Jichen.

Song Jichen smoothly took out a large piece of writing from the back and showed it in front of the family: "Look at what Xingxing wrote." Song Zhao was picking fish bones for Mrs. Song. When he heard Song Jichen's words, he didn't even raise his head. Said: "Yes, good words!"

Song Jichen looked at Song Zhao with a sinister look, and said with a hint of disgust in his voice: "Grandpa, could you please raise your head and take a closer look?"

"When my eldest brother and I were learning to write when we were young, how could we not be hit by a brick wall? You guys are not willing to do anything to Xingxing, how can we learn anything good?" Song Jichen looked at the family helplessly.

Song Weiguo and Jiang Wan looked at each other, and the couple lowered their heads in unison.

"It's too bad, the little girl can't hit the palm of her hand." Song Zhao began to mutter to the side again.

"Grandpa, that's not what you said when you woke up and went to the house to untie the tiles." Song Jichen glared at Song Zhao. Seeing that Song Zhao wanted to say something more, he had to use his trump card: "Grandma, if you raise me according to Grandpa's method, You cub, I’m afraid you’ve just raised two losers.”

"You go." Mrs. Song pointed at the door and said to Song Zhao.

Where is Song Zhao willing to leave?In order for him to continue to live in this home, he had to shut up.

Without this messing around, Song Weiguo and his wife must face reality.

Song Jichen took out two small bamboo sticks from behind his back and handed them to Song Weiguo and Jiang Wan in turn.

"You just have to figure it out, it won't work without fighting."

When Song Jichen was discussing with the parents, Xingxing leaned on Song Jiyuan's lap in confusion. Fatty Claws pointed at the big letters and looked at Song Jiyuan seriously: "Brother, is what I wrote really ugly? But Cheng Qian This is what my brother wrote!"

Song Jiyuan: "..."

Written by Li Chengqian...is that called a calligraphy?That's worse than a dog crawling...

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