"It's none of your business, don't get in the way." Mu Jingzhe didn't like Zhao Lan and Shao Qiyun's gaze, thinking that Zhao Lan had the idea of ​​taking Shao Dong and the others back last time, and left.

Mu Jingzhe left with a few children, leaving Zhao Lan and Shao Qiyun to look at each other.

After a while, it was Zhao Lan who broke the silence, "Xiaoyun."

"Mom, first tell me about a few children and what you complained to me about before." Shao Qiyun's eyes flickered.

On this side of Mu Jingzhe, his excitement finally calmed down because he met Zhao Lan and Shao Qiyun.

"Let's go home first."

When they got home, Mu Jingzhe shared the good news with Shao Dong and the others. Shao Dong and the others, including Shao Qiyang, praised Xiaobei and Xiaowu for their performance.

Shao Xi praised Xiaobei and the others, but his eyes kept looking at Mu Jingzhe.

"What's the matter, Xiaoxi? Do you have anything to tell me?"

When Mu Jingzhe asked, Shao Qiyang and Shao Dong laughed and looked at Shao Xi with a smile.

Shao Xi coughed, "I have something I want to tell you."

"what?"

Shao Xi got up and ran. Shao Qiyang saw Mu Jingzhe puzzled, and explained to her, "He went to get something. It was originally in your room and wanted to surprise you, but you didn't see it."

"What is it?"

"You'll know in a while, I helped him get it back today."

Shao Xi came back quickly, walked up to him and coughed, and put the things hidden behind him in front of Mu Jingzhe, "Although my news is not as pleasant as Xiaobei's surprise, it is still good news."

Mu Jingzhe had already seen it, it was a book.

The portraits on the side are very familiar. They are the portraits of their brothers and sisters that she painted casually before. The book title "My Family" is written on it, and the author is Shao Xi.

Mu Jingzhe stood up abruptly after seeing it clearly, "Xiaoxi, this is. This is your book? Is it published?"

Seeing Mu Jingzhe's surprised appearance, Shao Xi pretended to be calm and hummed, but the corners of his mouth that were raised quickly revealed his true emotions.

"It's just a sample book, it will take a while for it to be officially published."

"Wow, that's great, it's all published, it really is you, Xiaoxi, but why are you hiding it from me? When did you submit it?"

"I didn't think about it before. It was an editor who had been in contact with me and said I could try it. I didn't expect it to be successful."

"You're hiding this too tightly. Fortunately, I have a good heart, otherwise I really can't stand it." It was really a surprise, and one good news after another.

Mu Jingzhe couldn't wait to open it, and when he saw the familiar paintings inside, he asked, "Are these the ones I painted?"

"Well, it's your mother who drew it, so this book is actually published by me and you together."

"I just said why did you want my notebook before, and asked if I could use it for you. It turns out that it is useful. I wonder how you want to use it."

"Because I think my mother draws the best." Shao Xi straightened his back, "This is the first book I received, and I gave it to your mother."

"Thank you Xiaoxi, I will take a good look at it, and I will buy it when it is officially published. Then I will put it together with the newspaper that published your article."

Mu Jingzhe couldn't wait to start watching it that night. After watching it, he accidentally stayed up late to finish it.

Fortunately, it is now powered on, otherwise I would have to use a flashlight to see it.

Shao Xi's first published book, no matter how early, or the content he wrote, was beyond Mu Jingzhe's expectations.

Shao Xi is only eight years old, but he already has a published book, which is like a legend. But thinking about the fact that he has published a lot of articles before, it feels normal.

The content of what he wrote was also unexpected. It was all his small records and stories, similar to a diary, but written in a completely different way. It was very whimsical, full of life and childishness, and there were many other and A documentary story of brother, brother, sister, and mother living together.

There are also records of poisonous snake attacks, but they are written more dramatic, sublimated, full of exciting adventures, and have certain scientific significance, so that everyone knows what to do if they are bitten by snakes.

He writes a lot of interesting anecdotes, showing how parents and children communicate, and his excellent views are reflected between the lines.

Mu Jingzhe had a feeling after reading it: Yes, it is worth reading. She has a hunch that this book will sell well, because this is a book that can be read by every age group, and every age will have different gains. , peers can read, adults can also read, childlike fun.

In addition, he requisitioned Mu Jingzhe's doodles of their cartoons over the past year, which made the drawings more interesting. With these cartoons, the five children, their mother, and an uncle all appeared on the paper.

It's cute, cute, and full of childlike fun, making people smile.

Mu Jingzhe smiled so much that his face was sour anyway, because he was afraid that his laughter would be too scary, so he covered his mouth.

After reading a book, for Mu Jingzhe, it is also a process of memory.

Only then did she realize that so many things had happened to her in the past year, and so many things had happened with several children.

Mu Jingzhe saw that the sky was still dark, so he wrote about his afterthought. After Shao Xi woke up, he carefully handed it over to Shao Xi.

"Xiao Xi, this is the feeling after reading your book fan Mu Jingzhe."

"Okay, I will take a serious look at it and reflect on it." Shao Xi also took it carefully.

As a result, Shao Xi opened it nervously, and found that the content was quite normal except for the first, and later it was all flattering and complimenting him.

Mu Jingzhe used to praise him, but that's what he said. The first time he saw the paper version of flattery, Shao Xi was smirking all day. Write a review for him.

Xiaowu didn't let it go, "Xiaowu, you can use pinyin for words you don't know how to write, but it should not be less than 1,000 words."

Shao Dong, Shao Nan Xiaobei: ". When you assign homework as your teacher, it should not be less than 1,000 words."

"Mom wrote 2,000 words!" Shao Xi said that he counted them one by one, and praised him for 1,000 words.

Shao Dong Shao Nan Xiao Bei: ".But you can't force us to write."

"It has to be written, and so does my uncle."

Shao Qiyang: "Xiaoxi, I really like this book, but I can't write a thousand words. I used to be afraid of writing essays when I was in school. I couldn't get enough."

"Uncle, parents should be good role models. Brother Xiaobei like you and the others will refuse. Mom can write, why can't you?"

Shao Qiyang: "."

He tried to express his feelings to Mu Jingzhe by writing a letter before, but after three nights, he couldn't say a few words, and now he still has to write a thousand words. Isn't this a joke?

If he wanted to be able to write like this, he would have already written a love letter to Mu Jingzhe!

Shao Qiyang and Shao Dong Shao Nan Xiao Bei Xiao Wu looked at Mu Jing Zhe, feeling helpless for the first time.

Mu Jingzhe pretended not to see their condemnation, and concentrated on designing Xiaobei and Xiaowu's dresses.

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