Female heirs have less right to marry and need to be married

Chapter 843 Dad, Are You True Love To Me?
School season,

Although he is a child in kindergarten, Juanjuan also has a lot of homework.

In fact, the homework is not too much, but if you want to finish the two-month homework in three days, this homework is too much.

10:30 p.m.

The little boy Juanjuan is still fighting at night with the lights on.

"Why are there so many..." Juan was about to cry, he was so sleepy, he wanted to sleep, and his hands were so tired.

Juanjuan is copying the words with a pencil in embarrassment.The homework assigned by the teacher is to copy a new word twenty times, a total of twenty new words... the speed of copying is getting slower and slower.Finally she fell asleep on the table.

In a daze, a big hand dipped in some paint and painted the wall appeared in front of her eyes.

she remembered...

At that time, her father gave her a pony, and her father asked someone to build a beautiful house for the pony, and an uncle took a big brush to paint the walls.

Juanjuan looked at the tool in his uncle's hand and asked, "Uncle, what kind of brush is this?"

Uncle said: "This is not called a brush, this is called a pen. It can improve work efficiency, and the wall can be painted quickly with a pen."

In the dream, Juanjuan watched carefully.

Arranging pens?Isn't this just a bunch of brushes lined up together!But the "ink" dipped in is colorful paint.

Juanjuan suddenly woke up from the dream, no longer sleepy, she looked at her numerous homework, and suddenly had a brilliant idea.

"If I had a pen, I would finish writing soon. Haha..."

Juanjuan rummaged through boxes and cabinets, found a lot of pencils, and tied them together with her rubber bands. As a result, the pencils always became a bundle, but it still didn't work.

"Oh, why is it so troublesome." Juanjuan scratched his hair and threw all the pencils in his hand to the ground.

"A lot of homework, woohoo... Jujuan is so pitiful..."

She looked at her little hands, and found that it was impossible for her little hands to do so much work, and she had to make pads, but she couldn't do pads...

"Go and find Dad!"

Juanjuan sneaked into his parents' room with bare feet, and came to his father's bedside in the dark, but because he couldn't see clearly, he either hit the stool or the table.

The vigilant Quan Hyuk woke up when the door was opened, and he opened his eyes in the dark, looking at that little thing making fun of it.

"Dad..." she whispered.

Quan He was afraid that she would wake up tomorrow morning with bruises all over her body, so she got up and walked towards him.

Juanjuan hugged one thigh, happy, "Dad?"

"Shh, mom is sleeping." Quan Hyuk picked her up, took her to the corridor, and closed the door gently.

Quan Hyuk squatted down, looked at Juanjuan and asked, "It's so late, why don't you sleep? Also, why aren't you wearing shoes?"

"Dad, I'm starting school the day after tomorrow."

"Yeah. I know."

"But I can't finish my homework."

"Then what should I do? You won't let me write it for you, right? Our two fonts are different, and the teacher can tell at a glance."

"Dad, I thought of a great idea, and I can finish my homework in just a few minutes."

"What's the idea?"

"Dad, you come with me."

Juan Juan grabbed his father's hand and led him to his room.

The light in Juanjuan's room is still on, and there are many books and homework books on the small desk that can be adjusted in height.

"Dad, the teacher asked me to write a word twenty times. If we make a row of pens and tie many pencils together, if I write it once, won't it come out many times?
Dad, what do you think of this idea? "

Quan Hyuk looked at his daughter's excited face, and said coldly, "I only know that your mother will spank you if she finds out."

"Dad, we are good friends, you won't betray me, will you?"

"You write slowly. Your mother hates opportunistic children the most. If your mother finds out, the consequences will be serious."

"Dad, my hands are so tired, I can't finish." Juanjuan said coquettishly, "Dad, if I can't finish my homework, honestly, I will be fined to stand.

If I am punished to stand, I will be punished, but after the punishment is over, the teacher will ask me to double copy...

Dad, I'm going to die...

I will definitely die. "

"..."

Juanjuan pretended to cry, "Dad is going to have a son anyway, and he doesn't like Juanjuan anymore, if Juanjuan dies, he will die...

I am a redundant person.

I'm just a pitiful wretch who has no mother's pain, no father's love..."

"You little thing, your mother and I haven't treated you well enough."

"Dad, do you really love me? If you really love me, help me do the writing and let me finish my homework."

"..."

"Now is the time to test you. If you don't help me with my writing, you don't have true love for me!"

"..."

"If you don't save yourself, we won't be able to play happily together in the future."

Seeing that the tears didn't help, Juan Juan put his arms around his chest, pouted his mouth, and threatened, "Break up! We can't be good friends anymore!"

"You have to keep this matter from your mother, you know?" Quan He compromised.

"Dad, do you agree?"

Quan He said seriously, "Your mother hates opportunistic children the most, so you must not let your mother know about this, otherwise the two of us will end badly, do you know?"

"Don't worry, the secret, I know. God knows, you know, I know, mom will never know." Juanjuan said in a low voice.

"I'm afraid of you."

In the middle of the night, Quan Hyuk and his daughter found a tool to make pens together. Quan Hyuk was very professional. He took a ruler and measured it in his homework book. Quan Hyuk said to his daughter,
"The distance between the top and the top of the book is eight millimeters, and the distance between the nibs is also eight millimeters. How about five pencils?"

Juanjuan gestured with his hand. Five pencils are a bit big, but Juanjuan wanted to finish his homework earlier, so he nodded and said, "Can I have six pencils? The more I write, the faster I can write."

"Too many, if you can't take it, you can't write."

"That's right."

Juanjuan rested his chin and said, "Then five pens."

Quan Hyuk arranged five pencils in a row and fixed them with clips. Under the desk lamp, two heads, one big and one small, put together. Those who didn't know it thought it was his father teaching his daughter to do homework, but in fact it was the father who was helping his daughter to take advantage of opportunities.

After an hour of struggle, the writing was done.

Juanjuan took a test, and it was really easy to use. After writing it once, the words could come out five times. Juanjuan hugged his father and kissed him.
"Dad, you are amazing, I admire you so much."

"Use it secretly, don't let your mother know." Quan Hyuk warned.

Ji Yunran's woman is too rigid, and she does things in a rigid manner. If she knows the existence of Paibi, Juanjuan may be fine, and he will never be able to walk around.

(End of this chapter)