"Here, blow it." Yan Bei shouted.

The little guy was very obedient, and immediately exerted all his snot with great force.

Yan Bei helped him wipe his snot clean with disgust, threw away the toilet paper, and then sat on the bed, looked at the little crying bag suspiciously, and asked:

"What are you crying about?"

"Mom~" He leaned over very aggrievedly, but he didn't shed tears, and tried to say with a hiccup:

"Dad said that the card is only 3,000 yuan, and if you don't have it after eating, you have to go hungry, and if you still want to eat, you have to go to the street to be a beggar, and grab people's leftovers to eat with those who don't have any preschool cultivation."

Hearing this explanation, Yan Bei's mind was full of black question marks.

But this is not over, the little guy continued to hold back tears, trying to relay his father's instructions before leaving.

"Dad said that people like him, who had just graduated from junior high school, could only afford to drive an excavator to support us, so I told me to study hard, but ...... But I still can't learn addition and subtraction within ten, wow, wow, wow! ”

Speaking of sadness, tears burst instantly, and Yan Bei was dumbfounded.

This old Wang, who has never met before, is really a talent, and I don't know how he usually educates this little person in front of him, and he can actually worry people and children like this.

Squinted at the "Graduate Diploma in Excavator Major" framed in the display cabinet by the window wall, and then looked down at the poor baby in front of him who was worried that he would learn excavators in the future because he couldn't learn addition and subtraction within ten, Yan Bei spurned this old king who had never met in his heart!

Yan Bei casually handed a tissue to the little crying bag, and while looking at the sky outside the window, he coaxed without emotion: "Don't cry, wipe away your tears, let's go out and buy delicious food!" ”

"Huh?" Hearing the delicious food, Xiao Crybao immediately stopped his tears and looked up at him, his eyes were blank mixed with a bit of expectation.

Yan Bei said it again, and got up to change his clothes.

This time she didn't get the slightest memory of the original owner, but fortunately, she finally used her own replica, and her physical fitness was much better than the original owner's body.

In the plot, a brief introduction is made to Wang Xiaoming's parents of children's shoes, saying that his father is doing excavator-related work, while his mother is full-time at home with children and tutoring their children's studies.

As for the more specific situation, I won't describe it too much, after all, he is just a pitiful little who was cannon fodder after two appearances.

In between changing clothes, Yan Bei tried to release his divine sense, and found that it was possible, but if he wanted to use spells, it would not work.

But she could feel that there was still a very magical force in her body, and she didn't know what it did for the time being.

Perhaps, this is the power of her learning?

Yan Bei shrugged, put aside these problems for a while, and while tidying up himself, he familiarized himself with the three-bedroom house, and then picked up the bag hanging on the hanger and the green card he had just gotten, and took Wang Xiaoming, who was still hiccups, out of the door.

Their family is in an ordinary community, it is now three o'clock in the afternoon, the weather is hot, and the old people in the community are playing cards in the garden pavilion of the community.

The children gathered around the pavilion, not afraid of the sun, and played sweating profusely.

Yan Bei noticed that the little guy beside him watched the other children play with envy, but he hid behind her very honestly, did not go over, and did not greet those children.

But as soon as the children saw him, they waved at him and kindly called him over to play.

Yan Bei saw that his head was shaking into a rattle, so he rejected those enthusiastic children for him.

"Xiao Ming's mother, go shopping?" The aunts in the district asked happily.

Yan Bei nodded and said with a smile: "My butt hurts from sitting at home, go out for a walk, auntie, you are playing, let's go first." ”

I didn't know anyone, but Yan Bei was like an old resident who had lived here for more than ten years, and he skillfully greeted the aunts.

After saying goodbye to the aunts, Yan Bei led Wang Xiaoming out of the community, and by the way, he went in an early direction, walking aimlessly, until he encountered a supermarket, and then stopped moving forward.

Before going out, she looked at the refrigerator at home, and there was only a plate of leftovers and a few eggs left, and everything else was gone and needed to be replaced.

It's the middle of the month, and school is about to start on September 1st, and the schoolbag in the supermarket is doing activities, Yan Bei thought that Wang Xiaoming was about to become a primary school student, so he led him to the promotion stall.

Many parents with their children are picking out school bags, and the scene is hot!

"Come on, come on, don't miss it, come and take a look, the latest schoolbag this autumn has arrived!"

"Now it's a big sale, buy a schoolbag and get a stationery box, don't miss it when you pass by!"

The clerk stood on a stool with a loudspeaker to attract customers, and looked at the more and more parents who rushed over, smiling so much that he couldn't see his teeth.

Wang Xiaoming watched his mother plunge into the pile of schoolbags, his little brows were furrowed, and he reached out and quietly looked at the sign of the schoolbag closest to him, which was marked with a string of numbers.

He counted them one by one very carefully, and found that ...... I don't even know how much it is!

But thinking that his father only left 3,000 yuan, he still couldn't help but reach out and pull the corner of his mother's clothes, and asked in a low voice:

"Mom, won't we have enough money?"

Yan Bei looked down at him, and when he saw his worried little expression, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Mom~" Wang Xiaoming looked at her aggrievedly, not knowing why her mother was laughing.

When Yan Bei saw him like this, his heart melted, he squatted down, pointed to the price on the schoolbag, and explained:

"This schoolbag is more than 200 yuan, although it is a little expensive, but we have 3,000 yuan, you can buy a schoolbag, you don't have to worry, there is a mother, and your mother will not let you go to the street to ask for food."

"Is it really enough? How much is 200 dollars? Wang Xiaoming asked puzzled.

Yan Bei patiently explained: "Fifteen two hundred yuan is three thousand, so three thousand yuan is actually a lot. ”

"Fifteen? How many are fifteen? Wang Xiaoming, who is the first in the preschool class, said that this number is so unfamiliar that he can't understand it at all.

Yan Bei was stunned for a moment, looked at the big troubled eyes in front of him, and suddenly reacted that his own son was not a genius of the heroine's family.

He's a scumbag!

"Uh...... This question will be explained to you by my mother when I get home, now let's choose a schoolbag you like, how about it? Yan Bei decisively skipped the topic and picked him up so that he could see more styles of the schoolbag.

Wang Xiaoming was suddenly picked up, and when he saw that the children around him did not have this treatment, he was immediately happy.

He pointed to a blue schoolbag and whispered, "Mom, I want that blue one." ”