Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Cheng Noo hugged the person. “Don't move. It's time to fall off later. ”

She raised her face and said, “Brother, you're the best for me. Give me the sugar. ”

“Didn't you like watching TV?” Cheng Noo is not tight enough to slow down.

"I don't like it anymore. ”

She hugged the whole person, "Brother, give me the sugar. ”

Cheng Ambition was now comfortable. He took out the sugar like a trick. “Here. ”

Shen Kibai took the sugar and smiled. "I knew my brother was the best. ”

Cheng Noo glanced at the man, “Now that you know I'm well, haven't you seen me back after class? ”

She waved her hand, “I know, I heard you, I'm not deaf. ”

And then you put the sugar in your mouth, and it melts, and it's sweet.

Cheng Noo gently bounced his forehead, “Cheng An Xin, you have the ability. Next time, I will spend my allowance myself. ”

Shen Mubai shook his head hastily and held him, “I was wrong, I will never forget you. ”

He just grinned, "That's good. ”

There is only one TV in the house, and there are four people watching it.

Shen Kibai was able to dominate at first,

But she found out that her brother would rob her of television too.

Not only with each other, but even Wang Suting Li Datao started watching.

Occasionally, the family would eat melon seeds and watch at night, but once the show was wrong, Shen Kibai thought, don't mention how depressing it is.

And Wang Suting doesn't know why these days are controlling her entertainment time.

Shen Kibai had no idea that all of this was thanks to his brother.

“Your sister has been watching TV lately, and I don't know if I bought this right or wrong.” Wang Suting pulled the onion outside and sighed.

Datao came out to hear this phrase, and he didn't think, "All children are like this. Besides, if you buy this TV and don't watch it, do you want to put ash on it? ”

Cheng Noo was working on the flower pot, and he heard this quietly. "Dad, actually, watching TV is good and bad, and you can't spend much time watching TV. ”

Wang Suting once listened, "Ono, how can you say that? ”

Cheng Noo smiled, “The school happened to talk about this recently, saying that although technology is now developing, with television, children can open their horizons. But there has to be a pattern as well, otherwise the eyes are prone to fatigue and the risk of myopia. ”

That's enough.

Wang Suting and Cheng Datao only understood the importance of things.

After all, her daughter is going to school next year. She looks good. Who would be happy to wear glasses?

So the rest of it doesn't have to be said.

It was still a long time before Shen Kibai understood the truth.

At this time, she lacks the pleasure of watching TV all day. Worse still, she hasn't reacted much. Time slips fast and turns around to reach the age of elementary school.

On the day of school, Shen Mubai was dragged to school by Wang Suting.

Cheng Noh just entered fourth grade this time.

She looked at those little carrot heads, and she was crying.

“You'll go to school with your brother later.” Wang Suting said.

"Oh, I get it. ”

At dinner at night, Cheng Datao talked about the grocery store.

Wang Suting said, "Just pile it up with that gap outside. ”

Cheng Datao shook his head, “There's too much stuff, and it's not pretty. Next month our workshop director is coming for dinner, we can't. ”

Wang Suting heard it and felt it was not right.