Transmigrating to the 80s to Become Stepmom to Five Bigwigs

Shao Xi was helpless when he saw Fang Yu's words. Although he said that he wanted to contact him and be a good friend, this good friend has too much heart.

"What if I'm the bad guy?" Shao Xi said, but he hurriedly reversed the envelope, but he found a photo carefully wrapped in newspaper.

It was a small photo, only the size of the palm of his hand. Although it was colored, it was a little strange, but the person on it could be clearly seen.

The man above is very young, standing on his waist, wearing an ill-fitting sea soul shirt that looks too big for him. At first glance, he borrowed it from the photo. I don't know if it was because of nervousness, and his eyes were a little strange. Cross-eyed, it looked a bit funny anyway, showing some tiger teeth, which was completely different from what Shao Xi imagined.

At first glance, Shao Xi couldn't help but smile, but when he thought that the person in the photo was no longer there, he was gone at a young age, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable again.

He is just an ordinary person. He doesn't have three heads and six arms, and he's not even that mighty. Instead, he's a little thin. When placed in a crowd, he's like a fish swimming into the sea.

How did he get up the courage? Did he regret it?

No one can give Shao Xi the answer, because people are already dead.

Shao Xi looked at the photo for a while and didn't move. When he regained his senses and was about to continue reading the letter, he felt a little abnormal and turned his head in shock.

"Dad, when did you come in?"

"Just now." Shao Qihai's eyes fell on the photo, and he hesitated, "Why are there still photos, Xiaoxi, you have received something from someone, remember to keep it well and don't litter it."

He wanted to look at the letter, but he couldn't say it, and he didn't dare to show it too clearly, for fear that Shao Xi would find out, but Shao Xi blocked the letter.

"It won't be littered, I'll keep it well."

"That's good, there are quite a lot of letters, do you want me to help you sort it out?"

Shao Xi could see at a glance what Shao Qihai wanted to do, but he hesitated and refused, "I'll just do it myself."

I still don't show this letter to my father. He should be sad when he sees it.

Shao Qihai looked at him, dawdled for a while and went out. Shao Xi put the photo carefully, and after thinking about it, he clipped it to the back of the photo in the album at home, and then continued to read Fang Yu's letter.

Fang Yu also had a final exam, and said that he was very afraid of the exam, and that he was afraid of failing in the exam.

Shao Xi sighed and wrote back to her, "Every time I get one of the best grades in my class, I still skip grades. Even if you don't skip grades, study hard and learn from me."

Shao Xi and Shao Dong are in the same class, so they can't always be first, or they are tied for first place with Shao Dong, or they are second, so he didn't say that he was first every time.

"Fang Yu, I've received your photo. I'll keep it for you this time, but you're not allowed to send photos to anyone in the future. Some people are very bad. What if you doodle and tear it up?"

"Also, if you write 3, don't let it lie down, let it stand up. You see that you haven't written enough. I'll start it for you. If you've written enough, send it back to me for inspection."

Shao Xi didn't know why he suddenly had the feeling of a younger brother, which always made him worry, and it was not easy at all.

He found the workbook, tore the page, wrote the beginning of 3, and arranged the homework in the air.

Before Xiao Wu had to learn to write, he also encountered similar problems. 3 fell down while writing, wishing he could lie on the ground.

This is just the beginning, learning other words, some words are written and written, and I don't know what they are, and I feel that the good words are swaying, as if they have been injected into the soul.

Now Xiao Wu still has this problem, but 3 is no longer lying on his back.

Shao Xi shook his head and complained like he did, but he didn't know that when he first learned to write, he was more powerful than Xiao Wu. When he wrote good characters, he began to develop into pictographic characters. As if someone stood up.

At that time, he had some fantastic ideas, and his thinking was very active. It took Shao Dong a lot of time to let him write well, and his previous workbooks were just put away.

It wasn't a few years after he made a mistake, but when he taught Xiao Wu and Fang Yu again, he seemed to have forgotten his past mistakes.

Shao Xi felt that he could worry about it, but he didn't know that Fang Yu could write letters at a young age, and he could write so many words. He even looked up the dictionary by himself.

Shao Xi replied to the letter and installed it, but he couldn't sleep that night, and Fang Yu's father always came up in his mind.

He had the urge to write something about him, but he got up and started to write, but found that he couldn't write.

Because his father Yu's understanding of the other party is really limited, or he doesn't know at all, don't say who he is and what his personality is, he doesn't even know his name.

Shao Xi fell asleep without writing a word. He didn't force himself. He was too young and his pen power was limited. Although he was very excited, he was not suitable for writing, nor dared to write at will.

But he knew that he knew, but he wanted to write very much. It was the first time he had such an urge. When he thought of Fang Yu and Fang Yu's father, he wanted to write something.

Shao Xi tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, and couldn't always ask Fang Yu what hey, Shao Xi's eyes lit up when he thought of this, he didn't know Fang Yu's father, but he knew Fang Yu.

He can't write Fang Yu's father, but he can write Fang Yu, so he doesn't have to worry about his limited pen power. Fang Yu is still young anyway.

Shao Xi hid under the quilt, bit the flashlight, and wrote the first pen. He mainly wrote about Fang Yu, not just Fang Yu. He also carried his own shadow and the shadow of many people.

Because in fact, what Shao Qihai did before was somewhat different from Fang Yu's father, but there were also similarities, as did other people.

In the quiet night, Shao Xi hid under the quilt and wrote seriously.

Shao Dong fell asleep, feeling a light piercing his eyes, and when he got up, he saw that it was light from Shao Xi's quilt.

He lifted the quilt and saw the unturned flashlight rolled in Shao Xi's quilt, as well as Shao Xi who was lying on the bed and slept really soundly. Because he slept too soundly, and because he was lying on his stomach, Shao Xi salivated. When the flow came out, the notebook under the pillow suffered.

Shao Dong was helpless, got up and turned Shao Xi over, took out the notebook and put it aside, waiting for the saliva to dry by itself.

When I turned off the flashlight, I glanced at the contents of the notebook, just casually glanced at it, but stopped.

When Shao Dong fell asleep again, he saw Shao Xi's heartless sleep and even kicked the quilt to the side, but helplessly covered him on his stomach, "You are so stupid, I don't know how to write it."

Shao Xi saw the saliva on the notebook the next day, but he refused to admit that it was saliva. "Brother, don't think you can slander me when I'm asleep. This is not saliva, it is tears, the tears I shed last night."

Shao Dong; ".Yes, yes, it's your tears, your tears flowed down from the corner of your mouth."

"Brother, you bully people!"