Wang Mingyang's pressure came, "I'm afraid that the composition will let me write characters."

Wang Yu said, "What's there to be afraid of?"

"If you don't mention your dad, you should write about gray hair, mottled hands, and broad shoulders that resist responsibility, and love and concern for you."

Second uncle, third uncle:...

Lin Yao looked at Wang Yu in a daze, with the corners of her mouth tilted lightly.

Wang Ou took it over, "Writing that my mother doesn't mention her, her nagging mouth, her diligent legs, and her frequent slapping is just for your body. She is virtuous and gentle, and she is sad alone, she sheds tears secretly, like a candle, always burning herself to illuminate your way forward.

The brother and sister are like crosstalk, they can pick them up, make them laugh and laugh.

The second and third mothers are coding dishes on the dining table.

I was amused by the brother and sister.

Wang Jianyao was neatly dressed and neatly hair, and appeared slightly thin.

The neighbor was still shouting from the opposite side, "Old Xu's family is so lively..."

"I've been laughing all morning..."

The words are full of envy.

Wang Jianyao was still saying, "Wang Yu is so good at writing about his parents, how did you write your junior high school essay?"

Wang Ou jumped up and pulled Lin Yao and said, "Sister-in-law, my brother wrote about his parents in the composition, but not only his parents, but his fists, whips, clothes hangers, knives and basins."

Lin Yao looked at Wang Ou in confusion and asked, "Why are there a basin?"

Wang Ou said, "One of my aunt and my dad hold a knife and the other holds a basin to catch blood!"

Goose goose...
Chapter completed!