Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Qian Yizheng and Qian Yirong were stunned, thinking that what the younger brother said was a problem.

"Maybe he feels that he has this ability." Qian Yirong said.

"But anyone who does such a thing that wants to replace others is somewhat self-confident. Even if he doesn't have that ability, he will tell himself in his heart that he can do it."

This is the same as the little brother cooking. He can eat his father until he has diarrhea and the medicine stone is ineffective, but he still feels very confident that the dishes he cooks are delicious.

It's also fortunate that the little brother hasn't harmed them recently, otherwise, they wouldn't be able to bear it.

"We can only find out about this matter when Daddy catches that person." Qian Yizheng also said.

They didn't even know who that person was, and whether he had any relationship with his father. When he was caught, the truth would be revealed.

"Nonuo, hurry up and eat, my brother will teach you how to write after eating." He put food for little Nuonuo.

Qian Yinuo: "!"

He raised his head and looked at his brothers in a daze.

Does it have anything to do with him? He just started the conversation, and after that, the brothers are the ones who talk.

What's more, I talked about teaching him to write. He doesn't like it. What's so good about writing? He doesn't like it the most. It's fine if he can read or not.

"This, no need, brother Zheng, I have to hurry up and practice later." He said with a forced smile.

"Cultivation is not in a hurry, homework is also very important, don't let it go." Qian Yizheng still smiled, but he didn't give the little brother a chance to refuse.

Just kidding, if the little brother refuses, the little brother will definitely take out his little wok again and continue to cook his meals that can poison people to death.

That would be too much for them, so, between them and the little brother, you have to choose the one who can't bear it, and the little brother should bear it first.

What's more, writing a word or memorizing a book will not kill people, and the meals made by the little brother will really eat the dead. They are still young, and even their father can't eat the meals, let alone them?

"Yes, yes, brother Nuonuo, reading is very simple, brother Lu will teach you later." An Yilu said while serving food for Nuonuo.

"Brother Nuonuo eat, let's study with brother Nuonuo when we are finished." An Yizhou and An Yixing also picked food for the little brother with great insight, and echoed what the brothers said.

In a word, the little brother is determined not to cook. Now that Dad is away, no one will stop them from letting the little brother deliver the food in front of them.

Qian Yinuo: "..."

So, he can't do without reading, can he?

Neither father nor mother ever forced him to study like this, but now that he sees his brothers, he has to get up early to study every day.

Is there anything worse than this?

"Okay, okay, let's read and practice calligraphy."

What can he do, he is in the same tent with his brothers, and his father and mother don't allow them to go out, so he can only rely on his brothers.

Father, mother, hurry up and arrest and kill those who should be killed.

Otherwise, your lovely son will be wasted on books, especially those books, which are like lullabies. Bring it out.

Outside the tent, An Zhiyi originally came to see how the little guys were doing.