Chapter 1145 Ling Yi’s Composition
There are fifteen children in the Ling family: Ling one (Yan San), Ling two (Yang Zhao), Ling three (Cheng Jia), Ling four (He Li), Ling five (Yan Qi), Ling six (Meng Su), Ling Seven (Shadow Thirteen), Ling Ba (Zhao Yinfeng), Ling Jiu (Su Mu), Ling Shi (Shadow Nine), Ling Eleven (Ye Eleven), Ling Twelve (Ye Po), Ling Thirteen (Lu Yao), Ling Shishi (Su Hexiang), Ling Shishi (Yan San)
The order of the Ling family’s fathers: 1: Yan San 2: Yang Zhao 3: Cheng Jia 4: Ying Jiu 5: Yan Qi 6: Sum 7: Meng Su 8: Ying Thirteen 9: He Li 10: Zhao Yinfeng 11: Ye 11 12: Night Soul
13: Lu Yao 14: Su Hexiang
****The following is the text
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My name is Ling Yi, I am seven years old this year. The teacher asked us to write a composition called My Happy Family. Although I don’t know why we have to write a composition when we are only in the second grade, but if I don’t write it, the teacher will sue me. My mother would frown, and my father would beat me.
The above is nonsense and has been crossed out by me. I bit my pencil stick and looked at the bright sun outside the window and Ling San and Ling Wu and Ling Qi who were happily playing skateboards and looked very stupid. I felt very sad.
A top student or something, that’s the most annoying thing!
Well, except for the three of them who finished writing in advance and were let out by the teacher, the other brothers and I were all kept by the teacher to make up the composition.
You ask me why I don't run away? I escaped! Despite my young age, ordinary adults are no match for me! What if three Chinese teachers (our eight brothers belong to three classes) watch us? Didn't they let us climb out of the second floor window? snort!
Oh... Of course, we are honest children, and we will listen to whatever the teacher says. Even though we opened the window, we still came back honestly...
It won’t work if I don’t come back. Dad Twelve smiled so sinisterly at the school gate!
But teacher, what is the name of your question? My happy family! Also describe it in detail! Of course others can write fast, but can we write fast? Other people's families can have a family of four at most, but our family...
There are thirty people in our family! Oh, thirty-one, I forgot about grandma...
Well, when I saw Eighth Dad’s face appearing outside the window, I decided to give up the resistance. Since the fight was not going well, a man can bend and stretch! Isn’t it just an essay?
My family! After writing the title, I raised my sharp eyes even though I was young (this is what the teacher said) and innocently asked the teacher: "Excuse me, teacher, can I write anything?"
Teacher...the teacher's face is red. Hey, I'm calling you an old lady in your 10s and 20s. I just want to ask you a question. Why are you blushing? If you want to blush, you will blush when the eleventh or twelfth brother asks you! Oh, I forgot, they are not in elementary school yet...
"Of course anything can be done. You can write whatever you want, but it must be more than 200 words!" The teacher said with a red face and deliberately prolonged his voice.
I looked back out the window, and sure enough, Dad Liu's head popped out of the window again.
Dad Liu, is it useful for you to shrink so fast? Your blond hair makes the windows shine with golden light! Didn’t you see the teacher’s face getting even redder?
Yes, I'd better write the essay quickly. If we are detained again and are not allowed to go back, it will be troublesome when the second and ninth fathers come. If it takes until my father comes...
We are doomed!
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I have a happy family. Our family is very big. Every home is very big. Each home has at least twenty bedrooms, eight studies, five living rooms, and five recreation rooms. They are outside castles in England, France, and manors in the United States. There are also vast forests and grasslands for us to run wild (my mother said). Why do they have to be so big? It doesn’t work if it’s not that big, because our family has a very large population.
There are thirty-one people in our family. I have a grandmother, a mother, thirteen brothers, a sister, and fourteen fathers.
Although our family has many fathers, many brothers, our family has always been harmonious, stable and happy. If there is disharmony and instability, it must not be in our family, it must be in someone else's family!
Fathers will never fight at home, nor will they beat others at home. Beating our brothers will never (cross out). Fathers mostly beat others outside. Compared with how much they beat others, I think they beat us. That's like scratching an itch for us brothers.
My mother is very good at giving birth. She gave birth to four in the first three times and three in the fourth time. Besides, except for my younger sister and I, who have the same biological father, the rest were all born to different fathers. I heard Aunt Hua say that, This frequency and probability can be found in the Disney World Encyclopedia.
I'm also puzzled, how could my mother give birth to sons with different fathers in one birth?
I was very curious and asked my father, and then he gave me a beating. Oh, even though I was beaten, we are still a happy family.
After this incident, I encouraged my brothers to ask their fathers, and then, none of them got beaten! Ling Er was only taken out by his second father to practice shooting for an hour (that is, two hours). He said that he must have not trained enough because he had free time to think about it. Ling San was taken to the study by his third father and was punished by copying a hundred large characters, saying that it was in the book. He has the answer, and he will know it when he finishes writing (this writing has something to do with giving birth!). Ling Si was taken to the stream outside the castle by Jiu's father and asked him to see from upstream to downstream, and then asked him to understand The characteristic of water flow that never confronts the hard is to learn to make insinuations or look at the root cause from the details. Ling Wu was taken to the woods by his fifth father to practice Qing Gong. He said that the answer would be known by practicing the soft waist (I followed him and practiced swinging with the wind). Liu Pai didn't know for an hour what this had to do with giving birth.) Ling Liu was taken to the top of the mountain by Qi Dad and gave him a fifty-stone bow and asked him to shoot five hundred arrows at the trees at the foot of the mountain below. He said that when he could hit the top of the big tree at the foot of the mountain with one arrow, he would tell Ling Liu the answer. Ling Liu practiced drawing the bow hard, and I walked away silently, practicing my eyes? Do you give birth to a child through a peeping tube? After accepting the lesson from the previous brothers, Ling Qi first helped him calculate the accounts for an hour when he went to ask his father. Then he asked him when he was in a good mood. Then, his father squatted us in the corner. The brothers all slipped in, pointed at the abacus and a bunch of bamboo sticks and asked us to practice counting... Count the chips! Dad Ba also vowed that all matters are being calculated, and as long as you master the laws of heaven and earth, anything is possible...
We were all desperate. When Ling Ba took the initiative to ask Shi Dad, I felt that my interest was waning (teacher, I used an idiom!) It didn’t matter! Ten Dad, Ten Dad has never been reliable!
However, out of brotherly love and considering that Ling Ba was the one most likely to end up with me, I secretly followed him.
Ling Ba is a straight-tempered person. After asking the question, he also asked Dad how did you succeed. I thought that if Ling Ba suspected Shi Dad so directly, Shi Dad would definitely beat him. At that time, I really considered whether to go out and help him. Bear it, and then I saw the tenth father standing on the big stone with his hands on his waist and his feet, laughing triumphantly: "Of course it's because, baby, your mother likes me! Are you asking why your mother can give birth to four different fathers at one time? Of course it’s because of the hard work of your father and other fathers! Let’s do things together to make your mother happy, and your mother will give birth to you as soon as she is happy!” Then, he talked for an hour as usual. How he and his mother fell in love and got to know each other...
I left without listening.
I thought, the sixth father loves us the most, the fourth father is the easiest to cheat, the eleventh father can be exchanged and used (he often uses Ling Eleven to occupy his mother), the twelfth father... the twelfth father should forget it..., I thought I wanted Ling Jiuling Ten and Ling Eleven to ask, but those three little brats couldn’t even repeat a sentence clearly after they ate a bag of candy from me (I hid a month’s supply!). I only say that I want to eat sweets, like Big Brother’s kind, Big Brother’s kind is delicious! And that bastard Ling Twelve actually hugged my legs and cried loudly, saying that I would give it to others but not to him, which made my mother come out to blame me, and I was beaten by my father again...
Holy shit! (cross out)
So, we are a happy family, but I can't answer why my mother can give birth to quadruplets every time with different fathers...
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I racked my brains and wrote so many words, thinking that I could pass the test. However, after the teacher saw it, his red face turned into black face. He told me that children should not make up random words. I argued hard and said that I did not make up random words. , I was just about to give evidence, when my eighth father rushed in and snatched my composition, tearing it into pieces, and then echoed the teacher and said that I was too naughty and asked me to write it again...
I almost cried! My mother has always wanted me to be an honest person, but my honesty has been treated so maliciously! I am angry! Very wronged! Very innocent! I feel like this world is full of malice!
"Write well, and I will give you the dagger after you finish writing." Eighth Dad's words instantly restored the brightness to the world. The sun was still bright, people were still friendly, and my motivation came again.
But, how should I write it? I looked at Ba Dad with innocent eyes, and then from the corner of my eyes, I noticed that my brothers were looking at Ba Dad just like me.
Everyone’s family has three auspicious treasures. Our family has thirty auspicious treasures, uh, thirty-one auspicious treasures. I forgot about grandma again.
"A happy family... you can write about the things that make you feel happy, for example, getting lucky money during the Chinese New Year." Dad turned around and winked at us, and the blink turned into a wink. Then Ling Ba said "Oh" to show that he understood.
He knows but I don’t know! Happy things... Are you happy during the New Year?
Well, since Eighth Dad said that writing about the Chinese New Year will help me pass, then I will write about the Chinese New Year.
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I have a happy family, and our happiness is reflected in the Chinese New Year.
New Year! New Year! New Year!
I'm really not trying to make up the word count, I'm seriously considering it, because celebrating the New Year has two meanings. One is to celebrate the Gregorian New Year, which we usually spend in Europe or the United States at this time, and the other is to celebrate the Lunar New Year, which we have to go back to Ningcheng. My hometown celebrates the Lunar New Year, I think, what the teacher wants to watch must be it! (Yeah! One hundred words)
We will go back to our hometown in Ningcheng before the Chinese New Year. Our family has a large courtyard in Ningcheng. It is antique. It was designed by the third father, the second father, the ninth father and the tenth father to supervise the work. There are many places to hide and hide in the courtyard. It is one of my favorite houses. Another favorite is the British castle. Because that idiot Ling Er was hiding once and couldn't hide. My father searched for a day and a night and finally my mother found it. It’s so melancholy that we can hide and seek again... (cross out the next paragraph)
Our family is very lively during the Chinese New Year, very lively, so lively that it can be described as a chicken flying like a dog!
Everyone is on holiday during the Chinese New Year, so we have to clean such a big yard ourselves. There are only three people in the whole yard who don’t have to move, and that is women from three generations, old, middle and young. As for the men...
Even Little Thirteen and Little Fourteen were led by Father Thirteen and Father Fourteen, who tied rags on their hands and knees and asked them to mop the ground while they crawled on it.
Other people’s families favor sons over daughters, but our family seriously favors daughters over sons. It brings tears of bitterness to talk about it! (cross out)
We are men! Men are born to protect women! A man's shoulders should carry the whole world for the woman he loves! Of course, this beloved woman is my beloved mother, beloved little sister, beloved grandma!
What does it mean for Little Thirteen and Little Fourteen to be forced to crawl all over the floor? I think Ling Er and I were thrown into the water by my father when we were more than one year old, saying that we were practicing holding our breath. I just took Ling Er up to the biggest tree in the forest to touch bird eggs, and ended up getting pregnant with our brothers. Mom was just a little frightened!
When I was two and a half years old, I was envious of how my parents were flying around. No matter what interesting things I was doing, they would quietly appear behind me and scare me half to death. Once I was frightened and the bugs were scared to death. It fell into Lingba's mouth and Lingba, that stupid boy, actually swallowed it. Mom actually let go and let dad teach us how to practice martial arts! Practice martial arts! yeah! (Cross out the word "ye" at the end)
Dad Jiu often told us with a smile that dreams are always beautiful, but most of the time dreams are meant to be broken. I think, after I started practicing martial arts with my dads, I deeply understood the meaning of this sentence.
The second father and the others are very busy, of course they are still at the beginning. The main ones who teach us are my father and the eleventh and twelve fathers. Of course, whenever they are free, the second father will come to teach us spear skills, and the tenth father will teach us sword skills. Seventh Dad will teach us how to use bows and arrows.
So, when I was two and a half years old, when other people’s children (my seatmate Gou Sheng) were drooling and playing around, the four of us started to stand, squat, and... enter meditation...
When we were three years old, we had three teachers, eight dads and fourteenth dads. The third dad taught us calligraphy, the eighth dad taught us arithmetic, the fourteenth dad... the fourteenth dad taught us everything...
When we were four years old, we began to practice making sandbags. To pick beans, we used iron chopsticks to pick up iron beans. When we wrote, we not only had to hang our hands, but my father also hung a small weight on them, saying it was to practice wrist strength and flexibility.
Even when we finally went out to play, a group of dads would play a game with us: if we were caught, we would have nothing to eat. We would be driven all over the mountain and we would basically have nothing to eat. At this time, the fifth and ninth dads would start to give us guidance. Why are the shortcomings of our little tricks being discovered by others?
Fortunately, at this time, Ling Wu and the others also started to stand and meditate. In order to show my concern for them, I took balloons to scare them while they were meditating. Then my father took them out and beat them. I was punished with two thousand rabbit hops...
I jumped from early morning to dusk... (Teacher, can you tell my dad that domestic violence is bad?) (Cross out the next sentence)
When I was five years old, we were tied with sandbags on our legs. My father was even more cruel to me. He tied sandbags on my hands and waist, which made me climb trees as fast as Ling Er! So unfair!
Then, my father started to teach us how to play swords. To be honest, my father was not as good at playing swordsmanship as Father Eleven. How beautiful Father Eleven was. According to what the book said, it was like an immortal descending to earth. Teacher, you don’t know. Who is my eleventh father? You better not know, you saw Sixth Dad blushing like this, and you still fainted when you saw my Eleventh Dad? (cross out the following ones)
However, my father's sword skills had additional effects. Every time my father used the sword, my mother would bring a basin of water and put it next to him. When my father finished playing with the sword, the water would turn into ice!
My mother said that my father was called cool and handsome. Every time my father finished playing, my mother would not mind the smelly sweat all over my father's body and would pounce on him and bite him. As a result, my father played more and more times...
Although Father Eleven and my father were so cool and beautiful when they played, when it was our turn, it was boring to repeat one move thousands of times a day.
But once we were surrounded by several tall men in the United States and we followed our fathers' instructions and used sandbags to beat the men to pieces. I no longer felt bored.
Dad said, a man must be strong. Only by being strong can he not be bullied by anyone, can he protect the one he loves, and can he make a living with his fists!
What dad said is wrong! I am the strongest among the brothers, but why am I still writing this damn essay here? I can't beat the teacher yet... (cross out)
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I wrote so many words, but when my eighth father came over, he crossed out all the words I wrote after him, saying not to write some words that are present or missing, but just write Chinese New Year!
But will the teacher understand if I don’t write these things?
Well, Baba’s fists are harder than mine…
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The first thing we did when we got home was to clean. The work assignment during cleaning was as follows. My mother held her little sister and basked in the sun under the big tree in the yard while telling her non-nutritious fairy tales. My father took care of her. While I was cleaning the main courtyard, Dad Six took Ling Jiu to clean the kitchen, and the other dads took their brothers to clean the small courtyard.
The main courtyard is much larger than other courtyards, and we have more places to clean than other places. I once asked my dad why we were the only ones cleaning such a big place. My dad answered me very seriously, Because we are the eldest, we have more responsibilities than others. He rarely said to me with a serious look, I am the eldest brother. Even if Ling Er was born only two minutes later than me, he is still the younger brother. He is the eldest brother. I have to shoulder the responsibility of protecting my younger brothers and sisters. I have to be a good leader and stop being naughty and mischievous...
Where did I get naughty? I have always led my brothers to make mischief together, okay... (cross out)
However, usually when we are halfway through cleaning, Fourth Dad and Ling Shi will come over to help, and then others will come, and the main courtyard is finished cleaning in a short time.
I think my father was wrong. There is another advantage of being the boss, that is, all the younger brothers have to come and help. After finishing the work, it is me who gets praised by my mother!
After cleaning, our fathers will take us out for shopping. We have a large family and a big appetite, so we have to buy a lot of things. Therefore, teacher, there is absolutely no point in playing when we go shopping. We are pulled to do it. Child labor! (cross out)
Aunt Hua, Tao Hua, and Brother Fang and Brother Dong said that our family is rich, but I don’t think so at all. That day Gou Sheng said that his father gave him a hundred yuan pocket money. At that moment, I understood Teacher I taught you the meaning of the word jealousy. It took me a lot of willpower not to snatch the money he showed off and the candies he bought with money. Dad said, I dare to snatch things from others again (I snatched Ling Jiu’s stick Lollipop) He beat me until I knew why the flowers were so red...
We don’t have pocket money, and we usually don’t have candies or pastries to eat. Every time Dad Six makes candies and pastries, he avoids us and says it’s too pitiful for us to look like we’re lying on the kitchen window sill drooling. But even though he says it’s pitiful, he still doesn’t Will give us something to eat...
We have to do housework, clean the house, pick mushrooms in the forest, and practice hard. Only when we meet the requirements of our fathers can we be rewarded with candies and pastries.
After school on the day when Gou Sheng was showing off, the four of us brothers all went home glumly. We didn’t understand why other students had pocket money but we didn’t.
After my mother heard what we said, she took us to a construction site. On the construction site, Shi's father was shirtless and a group of similarly shirtless men carried long steel bars from the first floor to the third floor. Mother said , those men can get a salary of two hundred yuan by doing this for a day. If you want it too, then if you work for a day, I will pay you the salary. The pocket money is given by your parents for free, even if it is given to you, then It is also given by others, but the money you earn by working on your own is what you truly own.
We were so tired that we couldn't get up when we got back, but I had two hundred dollars! Now I have saved two thousand yuan!
Actually, I don’t really want any pocket money anymore. We have everything at home. We have food, clothing, and a house to live in. My father told me that his childhood was so good.
Every time when I got into trouble, my father would beat me up and reminisce about the bitterness and sweetness. Every time he would throw me out and roll me into bed with my mother in the middle of the sentence, so I only have one key point in my understanding of my father's childhood, that That is, you have to be ruthless and powerful enough to get food!
Strength is everything!
If you combine strength with insidiousness, you will be invincible!
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Before the Chinese New Year, dads also have a lot of social activities. There are many other people’s yards next to the yard where we live. Sometimes, people from those yards will run over to celebrate the New Year together. This year, all the people nearby will come over during the Chinese New Year. It was full, and one day, a very rare day, all the fathers were called out, and the sixth father also went out to buy things. While my father went out to collect the express delivery, our brothers protested to my mother together.
After learning about the happy childhoods of our classmates, we also asked them not to learn Chinese calligraphy, practice martial arts, or learn about national affairs. We made a bloody and tearful accusation against the fathers for their cruel behavior of torturing children!
At the same time, we also asked for new year's money. It's not that we haven't given it before. We have received a lot of it before. For example, Aunt Hua, Xiang Shufang and Brother Fang would give a lot of money at a time, but the fathers took them away. He said it would be saved for us to use as a wife later.
The daughter-in-law is too far away, and we now feel that women are not easy to mess with. The matter of the daughter-in-law really needs to be discussed, so why not do something real, at least let us sleep with the money for one night?
What a joy it is to get money for nothing! (My mother said this)
Mother asked if it was really as painful as we said. I felt guilty and did not answer immediately. Ling San was still smart. Ling San asked Ling Shi in a low voice, "Do you want to bunny hop or eat candy?" Ling Shi burst into tears immediately. He had just been deprived of candy by his fourth father because he didn't jump the bunny enough times. Ling Eleven cried, Ling Jiu, Ling Eleven and Ling Twelve started crying together.
Ling Jiu and Ling Eleven were the prettiest, so pink that even I wanted to pinch them twice when I looked at them. When they cried, I felt pity for them, and my mother's heart suddenly softened.
After the fathers came back, mother and fathers had a long talk. Our ears had not been trained yet and we could not hear the sounds inside after several walls, but mother winked at us when she came out...
That idiot Ling Er actually said we succeeded!
Success is nothing. If my mother goes out to eat with others, our fathers will beat us into pig heads.
My father and mother went out together, so it was my second father who beat me and Ling Er together. To be honest, although I was beaten into a pig head, compared with my father, I think Ling Er is really happy...
When my mother came back from dinner and saw that all her handsome sons had turned into colorful pig heads, she was furious!
My mother slapped the table and asked, "Tell me! What's going on!"
My father and I stood on the wall behind my mother, and we stood on the wall opposite my mother. Originally, we were squatting with iron bricks on our heads, but our mother took them off for us when she came back.
When mother asked this question, Ling Jiu and the others' eyes turned red. That idiot Ling Er was taught by his second father that one is one and two is two. At that time, he said that it was because of his father... Fortunately, Ling Si stood next to him and directly I grabbed him and said out loud that we were the ones who were fighting.
My mother looked unbelieving and said that good children can’t lie!
My father and second father also often teach us this... I hesitate a little... I still want to be a good child!
Before I could say anything, Ling San, who was standing next to me, said, "It's true. We wanted to practice a program for the Chinese New Year and we had an argument. Everyone was dissatisfied, so we started a fight!"
Mother still didn't believe it and looked at the younger ones. Ling Wu and Ling Qi said in unison that their brothers were right!
Even Xiao Eleven said that what the brothers said was of course right! (This is what we agreed upon when we were preparing to complain to our mother. We would give you sweets if we listened to my brother’s words)
Although my mother had doubts, she didn't pursue the matter further, as long as Dad Twelve quickly gave us medicine.
As soon as Mom left, the dads all raised their thumbs and praised us for doing a good job. Dad Six even gave us the snacks and candies he had just prepared for Mom and my little sister.
From this, my brothers and I learned several hard lessons based on what the nine fathers, three fathers, five fathers and eight fathers taught us.
First: Don’t complain randomly! Unless you can endure the retaliation that will follow...
Second: You must have a strong body and perseverance! Only when you are being beaten can you not beg for mercy, because the more you beg for mercy, the harder you will be beaten. This is what dad calls a man's responsibility!
Third: You must be able to withstand being questioned by your mother about the truth about your fathers! Resolutely resist all temptations, and must not betray your father. The consequences of betrayal, see the first point.
Fourth: You must be able to adapt at any time. If you accidentally let something slip, you must be able to change it back. You would rather discredit yourself than drag others down (especially dads). As Dad Jiu said, well-intentioned deception is not deception. The consequences of telling the truth may not be good, such as the first one.
Fifth: After resisting all temptations, you will have sweets to eat!
However, Jiu Dad said one last thing. He said that if you can’t tell whether it’s better to tell the truth or a lie, or if you can’t pretend to be true or false in order to achieve your goal, then it’s better to tell the truth. Especially Ling Er, Ling Six, Ling Ba and I...
Therefore, the New Year’s money is just a cloud to us...
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As I wrote this, I looked up and thought, wow! Dad actually stood silently behind me, his mouth twitching and gnashing his teeth. I had no choice but to tear up the two pages of paper that I had written so hard on while the teacher was still looking at us. Already...
Even though I tore it up consciously, my eighth father still looked at me with a constipated look on his face and said, "You can't write something normal! For example, your mother and your father, don't write about other fathers! And your sister!"
Is this possible? Don’t you often educate us that we are a family, that all fourteen fathers are fathers, and that they are all the same relatives, and one cannot be missing and the other cannot be missing?
Misled me again!
Okay, I will rewrite it and write about my mother, father and sister!
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I have a happy family. There are three auspicious treasures in my family, that is my mother, father and sister!
Although my mother doesn't take care of things much, of course, if you had to give birth to one child every year and a half, it would be either four or three in your lifetime, and you wouldn't be able to take care of things, but my mother is the absolute boss in my family!
My mother said one, but no one in the whole family dared to say two! When my mother asked for the moon in the sky, my father would definitely build a ladder to go up and pick it.
But my mother is not that kind of shallow woman!
My mother is gentle, considerate and considerate. She is the best mother in the world! I still remember when I was a child, when we were just born, she always brought us to sleep with her. Her body was soft and fragrant, and the songs she hummed were soft and beautiful. She even ate herself like a fat pig to give it to us. Breastfeeding, oh, actually I don’t remember this, but every time she did this to my brothers, my father would hold me in his arms very gently and say it was the same when I was born.
My father told me that my mother has suffered a lot and that she is the best woman in the world. In fact, my mother is also the best mother in the world. What kind of mother would do so much for me? My little brother worked so hard to have a baby?
Every time my mother was pregnant with multiples, her belly was extremely big and her legs were swollen as thick as buckets. She couldn't even lie down flat when sleeping. However, she was so uncomfortable that she would still play with us for an hour every day and take care of us. As we travel around the world, my mother said that she should let us see this vast world from an early age, know its splendors, and understand the various aspects of life in this world, so that we should have a broad mind from an early age and become like our father. man.
My mother would tell us stories. After practicing every day, the happiest time for me would be to lean on my mother’s legs under the big tree in the yard and listen to her stories. My mother would gently pat my back or hug me. I sat on her lap and held me in her arms. No matter how tired I was, as long as my mother hugged me like this, I felt that it was worth it no matter how tired I was, because I wanted to become stronger and become as protective as my father at any time. mother.
There is another person in our family who needs me to protect, and that is my sister!
If my mother is the eldest in the family, then my little sister is the eldest of the eldest in the family! Her father's love for her is like hurting her eyes, no, it's more important than her eyes! More important than your own life! Better than my mother...oh, I'm still a little bit inferior to my mother!
But at least it’s more important than me and my brothers!
My sister is the only one who shares the same father as me and is the only girl in the family. When she was born, my father went crazy and did dozens of hollow somersaults in the corridor of the hospital. The fathers were also very happy. Father Ten and Father Eleven also turned somersaults with their father. (Cross out the next two sentences)
My sister was as small as a kitten when she was born. The doctor said that my mother was already old and she was born like this continuously, so her nutrition this time was not up to par. My sister was not as good as Little Thirteen and Little Fourteen. She knows how to snatch, so she is particularly weak, so the little sister lived in an incubator for a week.
My brothers and I all look like our father. Although there are some shadows of my mother in our bodies, we still look like our father in most places, but my little sister looks exactly like my mother!
Not only do they look alike, grandma said that my little sister’s temperament is exactly the same as my mother’s when she was a child!
My little sister’s temperament…
Could it be that my gentle, kind, gentle and noble mother had such a temperament when she was a child that she always went to the house to catch fish and put all the responsibilities on my brothers, especially me?
Talking about it brings tears of bitterness!
Ling Er and I got beaten when we climbed a tree. My younger sister climbed a tree. Dad Eleven followed me the whole time and encouraged me by saying how awesome Fifteen was! Well, as an honest Ling Yi, I must admit that my little sister dragged Dad Shiyi along with her to climb the tree in the yard...
Ling Er and I went to the lake to catch fish and we got beaten up hard. The younger sister was fishing while the fourth and twelfth fathers lay under the water and drove the fish into her fish pocket! Well, as an honest Ling Yi, I have to admit that we went to one of the Great Lakes in the United States, and my little sister was in her own swimming pool.
Although I am treated differently, I like my little sister very much! She is different from her brothers. She has the same soft and fragrant body as her mother, and her voice is soft and waxy when she speaks. Especially when she calls her brother, her voice is softer and sweeter than sugar! Even if what she wanted was the candy that I had worked so hard to earn and was reluctant to eat, I would give it to her without hesitation!
I have such a wonderful mother and such a cute little sister. Even if my father oppresses and trains me like a devil, I will accept it! Because dads will always grow old, wait until they are old! (Cross out all the following words and rewrite them) Mom and my little sister rely on me to protect them!
This is my family! Our family lives together very happily!
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I worked so hard on writing, thinking it should finally be done this time, right? Seeing no response from behind, I turned around and saw that Eighth Father was no longer with me. He went to Ling Er's side, and with a livid face, he silently said this in front of the teacher who was praising Ling Er for his beautiful handwriting. Ling Er's composition was torn up, and then Dad Ba looked at the teacher with his charming eyes and said gently: "It's getting late, why don't we let the children go home first? We will definitely urge them to write when we get back. over."
The teacher obviously wanted to read the composition written by Ling Er, but he was still lost in Ba Dad's eyes like the stars in the sea (as my mother said), and unconsciously nodded in agreement.
I immediately stuffed the essay into my schoolbag, cheered with my brothers, and went out with Dad Six and Dad Twelve who had already entered the classroom.
Walking outside the school, I secretly asked Ling Er what he had written? Why does Dad Ba’s face look uglier than when he looks at me?
Ling Er glanced at me silently, pursed his lips and held it in for a long time before saying, "Brother, haven't you and dad always told us to be honest and tell the truth?"
I nodded and said, "What did you tell the truth?" The truth I told made my eighth father tear up my book twice...
Ling Er said aggrieved and melancholy: "Didn't Eighth Father ask us to write about mother and father? I just wrote about mother and father."
Uh... I looked at the sky and asked, "What did you write about my mother and my second father?"
Ling Er looked at me with eyes that were more innocent than me, more innocent than me, and more worthy of a beating than me, and said: "That's right, my father likes my mother to whip him with a whip and tie him with a rope. They also like to take off their clothes and play in the office on the fifty-eighth floor. Mom even presses Dad against the glass window and uses a pencil to scratch the itch on Dad's butt. We don't watch that together..."
I covered his mouth, but it was already too late. Dad Twelve’s face could no longer be expressed in black...
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After running home, oh, we have been running home since we went to elementary school here two months ago. In order to prevent us from running away midway, daddy twelve or daddy six or daddy eight came to escort us every time. Thinking that my third father was here today, when I entered the house I was prepared that I would not be able to escape the fate of being beaten for a few days.
However, the sun came out from the west, and my father didn't beat me. The other brothers, including Ling Er, were not beaten. We were just asked to squat in the yard, and then my mother and father went to the meeting.
In fact, we have never been to elementary school before. My mother sent us to school because she wanted us to live a normal life. I think this school is really not interesting. Not to mention the various requirements during class, and those stupid teachers. We are required to be obedient. Why should we listen? Our third father forced us to practice calligraphy since we were three years old. I don’t know how many copybooks we have written by now. The teacher’s handwriting is not as beautiful as ours, and I suspect that the teacher may not recognize as many words as we do, and what about English? , the teacher’s pronunciation was not standard, and we couldn’t understand the English he spoke. Ling San asked back in English and she actually cried and said that Ling San bullied her... What about mathematics, Ling Qi had already pointed it out several times in class This time the teacher made a mistake, and there were those stupid classmates with runny noses who showed off the 100 yuan given by their parents...
Compared to what we do at home, school is a waste of time!
"Brother, do you think it is better for us to go to England or New Zealand next?" Ling Er, who was squatting next to me, said leisurely.
Well? Didn’t Mom say we should graduate from primary school?
"I don't think Britain is good. It's too wet and cold there now. Let's go to Switzerland. I want to go skiing." Ling San said.
Of course skiing is great, but don’t we still have to go to school? Is there still some time before the holiday?
"My little sister hasn't gone skiing yet. Let's go work at Seventh Dad's and Tenth Dad's to earn some money to buy better skis for my little sister." Ling Si also stretched his neck and said.
Do you need to say this? I have already started preparing for my little sister! Wait, what do you mean? I glared at the three of them.
"Okay, brother, stop pretending. In fact, you should have told me earlier that I would also stay in class with you. That teacher is really easy to fool." Ling Wu gave me a look that we all understand, and said... I blinked his peach blossom eyes!
Damn it! (I learned this term from many dads) Everyone actually understands it. It seems that they are all the same as me. They don’t like this school that restricts everything.
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Ma Bu had just squatted for half an hour when we were called into the conference room. How could it be so short? I felt very uneasy and frightened. If we went too far, wouldn't we really annoy my mother? Then my father didn't beat me alone... When I went in and saw my mother leaning in my father's arms, I breathed a sigh of relief. Normally if my mother was like this, my father wouldn't have the heart to beat me...
My mother's face looked very kind, and she asked us with a smile: "Do you really not want to study in this school?"
Ah...such gentle words...
etc? What's the meaning? Has this been discovered?
I glanced at my brothers, wow! All these unloyal people stared at me!
As the boss, you have to be responsible! Isn't that just getting beaten? Anyway, dad won’t really beat me to death! I puffed up my chest and said, "I don't want to. I think it's a waste of time there. We all know what they teach us. They can't answer the questions we ask and they say we're fooling around. The most important thing is that those young women are still peeking at the six Dad! As soon as Dad Six leaves, they will blush!"
I looked straight ahead, pretending not to see my mother's sideways glance towards Sixth Dad, and Sixth Dad's face that was red and wanted to explain but couldn't.
"Okay then, let's not read it anymore and let the third and fourth dads teach you." Mom smiled like an angel and her voice sounded like gospel.
"Yeah!" My brothers and I shouted in ecstasy, and that idiot Ling Ba even ran out and did somersaults.
"I just hope you can be happy. If the school is not happy, we won't go. Anyway, your father doesn't even have a primary school diploma." Mom pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes swept over the fathers, who looked affectionate. …
We rolled out very wisely...
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We have a mother who is the kindest, knowledgeable and caring in the world who loves us and thinks about us. We have the most powerful fathers in the world who are strict but do everything for us. We also have the cutest and most beautiful little boy in the world. Sister, by the way, we also have grandma who says everything to us!
How can we not be happy?
If you are happy every moment, why do you need to write it down to let others know?
We were already happy, but you see, now the brothers have already gone to ask the little sister what color skis she likes.
A bunch of idiots, the little girl must have wanted any color!
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I am Ling Yi, the son of Ling Qingyu, the chairman of the Ling Group, and the eldest of the fifteen brothers and sisters of the Ling family. I will grow up to be an upright man like my father and other fathers. I will protect my mother and father, brothers and sisters. I Will protect our home!
Because, I am Ling Yi!
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