Chapter 1275 The educated youth mother of the son (21)

   Zhao Weidong had itchy fingers and wanted to pinch it for some reason, but he didn't dare. Once, he dared to pinch his daughter-in-law's face, and then he was not allowed to go on the kang that night, so he could only lay the floor.

   You can't sleep with your sweet and soft daughter-in-law in your arms at night. The taste is too sour and aggrieved. For Zhao Weidong, it is like a thunderbolt.

   Therefore, he would not dare even if his hands were itchy now.

  The woman was only 19 years old when she married him, and now ten years later, she is only 29 years old.

  It is probably because of her natural beauty and lack of tanning. The woman is only in her early twenties now. People who don't know her have no idea that she is now the mother of an eight-year-old child.

   The more Zhao Weidong looked, the more he thought his daughter-in-law was beautiful. Fortunately, when he first saw it, he immediately started to pursue it. Otherwise, he would definitely regret being chased away by others.

   And now, such a fairy educated youth is his daughter-in-law, or the mother of his child, which is great.

   Zhao Weidong approached quietly, intending to see what his daughter-in-law was writing.

   At first glance, what I saw was the beautiful pen characters on the book, neat, delicate and smooth running script, each character looked about the same size, and the intervals were similar, which looked pleasing to the eye.

   Zhao Weidong didn't read the contents of the book. He knew that his daughter-in-law had always been in the habit of writing, and he even went to the newspaper to submit articles, and he had written a few articles.

   Zhao Weidong thinks that his daughter-in-law is really amazing, and he still keeps the few newspapers that published articles about his daughter-in-law.

   "Daughter-in-law, your words are so beautiful." Zhao Weidong sat down on the kang on the other side of the small table, staring at Yin Yin with bright eyes, his eyes full of admiration.

  Yin Yin raised her eyes and glanced at him: "I can teach you if you like it."

   When Zhao Weidong heard this, he immediately persuaded.

   "Farewell, I'm handicapped and can't write well."

   Yin Yin sneered, whether she was handicapped or didn't want to write, thinking she couldn't tell.

  Yin Yin just finished writing the 5,000-word short story, put away the pen, and handed the book to Zhao Weidong: "Help me see if I write well."

   Zhao Weidong hurriedly took over the book. Before he could read it, he complimented him with a smile: "Okay, of course, my daughter-in-law can write it well."

   Yin Yin couldn't help laughing and crying, probably in Zhao Weidong's eyes, her daughter-in-law is perfect.

"have a look."

   "Ok, I see."

  Yin Yin wrote about a child who was born in poverty and had a difficult life. After continuous hard study, he finally grew into a man who stood up to the sky, and then served the country.

  Although the stalk is a bit ordinary, it is in line with the atmosphere of this era, coupled with Yin Yin's writing style, this story looks quite exciting.

   Although Zhao Weidong had bad grades in school, he could still recognize some words. He could understand Yin Yin's article.

  Yin Yin watched Zhao Weidong's reaction, and when he finished reading, he couldn't wait to ask, "How is it?"

   Zhao Weidong gave a thumbs up: "Okay."

   Yin Yin's lips twitched: "I'm asking you, how do you feel after reading it?"

   Zhao Weidong said with a smile: "That's good, daughter-in-law, what I said is true, you wrote very well, I always feel that this time it will definitely be published in the newspaper."

   Yin Yin frowned: "Is there no other feeling?"

  Yin Yin originally thought that this article would give Zhao Weidong some inspiration, so that he could take the initiative to ask to learn.

   (end of this chapter)