I just graduated from college and asked my goddess teacher to take maternity leave

Dabao took ten minutes to do the same homework, but Xiaobao took half an hour to finish it.

Lin Feng walked into the house and took a look. He called him a good guy, shook his head and left.

"Dad, what do you mean when you shake your head?"

Not only did the little guy have no self-awareness, he also asked with great interest what was going on.

Lin Feng gave his son a look to understand, and finally gave him a thumbs up.

"Xiaobao, sometimes I admire you."

"Dad, sometimes I really admire you."

Lin Feng chuckled and said, "Son, write quickly, your mother will come over and beat you with a clothes hanger in a while."

Xiaobao asked with a slumped face, "Dad, can you help me later? Speak good words for me and praise mom more so that mom won't be angry."

Lin Feng was angry and funny, "Who said last night that you are not afraid of being beaten? You are so fleshy?"

Xiaobao pouted, "Good daddy, my good daddy, please!"

Lin Feng quickly dodged the cute attack, "There's no point in begging me, just beg for it yourself."

Sure enough, as soon as Lin Feng stepped out of the door, Leng Mengguan came to kill him on the back foot.

"Xiaobao, it's been forty minutes. I should have finished my homework."

Lin Feng stood at the crack of the door and watched the show very unkindly.

Leng Meng'an entered the room and took a look. He didn't write a word in his math homework. In Chinese, he wrote "a" the same as "d" and his little tail was very long.

Still missing the last four tones...

Leng Meng'an thought of many possibilities, and this was expected, so she wasn't that angry.

"You wrote this in forty minutes?"

Xiaobao is also afraid when the aura is brought out.

"Are you playing then?"

Xiaobao shook his head, "I'm not playing, I'm doing my homework seriously."

Leng Meng'an glanced at the desk. She didn't know what to draw on it, and the eraser was dug into a hornet's nest by the pencil.

He said he hadn’t played yet!

Leng Meng'an took a deep breath, "Then do you know what the pinyin is?"

Xiaobao nodded, "I know, yes."

Leng Meng'an asked, "Then read it to your mother."

Xiaobao tilted his head and thought hard, "Ah! Ah? Ah... uh... ah..."

Leng Meng'an looked at him quietly, "Read it with mom."

After minutes of tutoring, I just remembered the front foot and forgot about the back foot.

"Xiaobao, do you still remember the roasted chicken legs that your mother bought for you last time? The one brushed with honey was particularly delicious. Where did you buy it?"

"I know, I know, my aunt sells it next to a big tree where we play in the sand. It's very delicious."

"Then do you remember when you bought it?"

"Remember, before school started, my mother didn't even buy it for a long time."

The truth is, children do not have bad memory, but selective memory.

"Let's put this aside for now. Write math. Mom is watching you write."

"Mom, you don't have to work so hard. Just go to work."

"Mom's work is done."

"Then you go watch TV."

"I don't want to watch TV."

"Then you go to dad and ask dad to give you..."

"Lin Zixing, do your homework! Mom is not going anywhere, she is just here to supervise your homework."

"Oh."

The chairs for the two children are a certain brand of artificial children's learning chairs that protect the spine.

Dabao was sitting neatly, while Xiaobao was lying on the table. Leng Meng'an reminded him many times.

"Sit me down!"

Leng Meng'an looked at Xiaobao's book and observed Xiaobao calmly.

"Mother?"

"Ok?"

"Is it okay if I want to kiss you?"

"..."

Seeing that Leng Meng'an didn't speak, Xiaobao came over and hugged her for a sip.

"Mom is the most beautiful, mom is the most beautiful mother in the world!"

"Well, thank you for your compliment. Mom received it. Go and do your homework."

Three minutes later, Xiaobao stood up again.

"doing what?"

"I miss my mother and want to kiss my mother!"

"..."

Five minutes later, Xiaobao got up again.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to the toilet."

"..."

Five minutes later, Xiaobao got up again.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Leng Meng'an glanced over, and Xiaobao sat down silently.

Fifteen minutes, decomposition of 3, 3 can be divided into 1 and 2, 3 can be divided into 2 and 1, write each three times.

It's not finished yet.

Leng Meng'an looked calm on the outside, but was going crazy on the inside.

"Xiaobao, can't you?"

"Yes."

"Then why is writing so slow?"

"Mom said the handwriting is ugly, so I have to write well."

"..."

Speechless, speechless!

This little homework took a total of one and a half hours. Looking at her cheerful son, Leng Meng'an's eyes were slightly glazed over.

Dabao rode his electric bike in the living room, and Lin Feng set up levels for her. The father and daughter had a great time playing.

"You are so slow!" Dabao said, "I have been playing for a long time."

When Lin Feng saw that Leng Meng'an didn't come out, he was about to ask.

"Husband, are you free? Come here."

Lin Feng could hear something was wrong in his wife's tone.

As soon as I walked to the door, my wife dragged me in by the collar and slammed the door.

"How...ouch!"

Before Lin Feng could ask the question, he felt a bite on his chest and let out a sore throat.

"Wife, are you alright?"

Leng Meng'an's little resentful expression lifted from her chest.

"Do you know how much I wanted to hit Xiaobao when I was supervising him to do his homework?

How many things happened to him during this period, did you blame him? How did I get through it, did you do it? "

Lin Feng comforted his wife, "I know, thank you for your hard work, my wife. Thank you for your hard work."

Leng Meng'an shook her head and arched into her husband's arms, looking so pitiful.

"No, you didn't do it. You haven't experienced that heart-wrenching feeling, so you don't know how I feel.

You are different from me. You have a gentle personality, but I am impatient. Ouch, it feels like beating Xiaobao!

This is the first class in kindergarten. What will happen when I go to elementary school?

I won’t say whether the writing is good or not, but our efficiency must keep up, right..."

Lin Feng sighed, "Why don't you give him a good beating so that your anger will dissipate and the matter will be solved."

In Lin Feng's opinion, children still need to be beaten appropriately.

Lin Feng's words brought Leng Meng'an's complaints to an abrupt end.

“I also thought about giving me a beating, but then I thought about it and realized that cultivating children’s good study habits is the most important thing now. This is a big class, so don’t be in a hurry.

Besides, what if I beat Xiaobao and report it to my parents-in-law? "

Lin Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Just file a complaint. Believe it or not, my parents are definitely on your side."

Leng Meng'an felt happy after hearing this.

When young people educate children, they naturally do not want the elderly to interfere too much.

"Okay, next time Xiaobao disobeys, you're going to beat him. Just a few gentle spanks will be enough. They're still afraid of you."

Leng Meng'an tilted her head and asked with a smile, "Does it feel bad to you if I spank the child?"

Lin Fengxiao said, "Why do you feel bad? Whose child doesn't have a complete childhood?"

He knows that his wife just complains and complains, but she is reluctant to even talk about spanking the children.

I'm pregnant in ten months, but once I give birth, I can't do anything about it.

After coaxing his wife, Lin Feng went to the community.

When I came back, I had an extra twig in my hand and my face looked a little bad.