Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

The schoolbag was opened and a pile of books was placed on the table.

Leng Qingqing, wearing a green facial mask, stood in front of the table with her arms folded and a frown on her face.

She reached out and picked up one book after another, "Mathematics, English, extracurricular exercises, error book..."

There is also a stack of test papers.

Huo Yanheng's books are neat, the pages are clean, the books are well protected, and the handwriting on the test papers is clear and regular.

Leng Qingqing's facial mask almost cracked. Isn't it the time for Huo Yanheng to play at this age?

"What kind of kindergarten is this? Where can any serious kindergarten be like this?"

Seeing her shocked look, Huo Yanheng was a little confused: "But, isn't everyone like this?"

Leng Qingqing grabbed a test paper and looked at it carefully. The key point was that some of the questions even she couldn't understand. This was completely beyond the scope of kindergarten.

Leng Qingqing, who had never raised a human cub, once again asked another person for help.

"Are your kindergartens here so heavy in classwork? Do you want to start studying upper elementary school courses now?"

Huo Jingsen looked at the pile of books in silence.

"We've been like this since we were kids," he said.

A question mark popped up in Leng Qingqing's head, "You mean you were like this when you were a kid?"

Huo Jingsen: "Well, this is what he must learn. Master it early so that you can have time to learn other things."

Huo Yanheng's identity is different from that of ordinary children. These things are just the basics.

As he gets older, he will have more to learn, and what he is seeing is just the tip of the iceberg.

Huo Jingsen's eyes moved slightly when he saw several bright red 100 points on the test paper.

Hengheng studies very hard, which is like him.

At this time, Huo Yanheng gave Leng Qingqing a heavy blow: "In addition to these, you also found me a tutor. I have to learn English, mathematics, piano, etiquette every day except Monday..."

He clasped his little white fingers and counted them one by one, quite seriously.

Leng Qingqing's eyes widened as she looked at Huo Yanheng's small head, unable to believe that so much knowledge could be contained in it.

"It's annoying, isn't it?" Leng Qingqing suddenly sympathized with him and mentally planned to take the time to fire all these tutors and take Huo Yanheng out to have some fun.

A child can live such a tiring life, there is no way he can do it.

Huo Yanheng seemed a little surprised. He shook his head: "No, I like them very much. I think they are very interesting."

"But you don't even have time to play!"

"Playing is a waste of time." Huo Yanheng corrected her righteously, paused for a moment, and added in a low voice: "The filming of the program does not count."

Because he likes it there.

Leng Qingqing's mouth opened so wide that he could almost swallow a duck egg.

"You..." She was at a rare loss for words, because of Huo Yanheng's extreme self-discipline, or his self-brainwashing.

It's so deserted and even unbelievable. Where in the world are there children who don't like to play?

She frowned and said in a strong tone: "As a child, your job is to play!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in front of them, large and small, cast disapproving looks.

Huo Jingsen's voice was slow and he said word by word: "You have to know that Yan Heng is different from other children. He is my eldest son."

If nothing else, it will be his last child.

Although she doesn't like to be lonely, it is undeniable that she raised her children very well.

Leng Qingqing stared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes: "You still know that he is your eldest son. I see that you don't have a child at all. Have you cared about him in the past few years? But now you are pretending to be a father to teach others."

"..." Huo Jingsen was silent. If nothing unexpected happened, she would bring up the old matter again.

No wonder Sheng Ming said that married women are tigers.

But at this time, she was more alive than before, and she was much more pleasing to the eye.

Mr. Huo, who had always been favored by people in the business world, didn't know how to quarrel with women. Faced with his wife's accusations, he could only remain silent.

Huo Yanheng felt the conflicting aura of one of the two adults, but for some reason, Huo Jingsen didn't speak again.

In the large and empty living room, there were only clear and powerful questioning voices.

The new servants of Huo House were all gathered at the corner of the corridor to listen to the gossip of the wealthy family. The windows were open, and the voice of the mistress came out one after another, as clear as in their ears.

"Huo Jingsen, ask yourself, are you a qualified father?"

"So what if you came here this way? Do you want your children to follow your old path? Why do you question my teaching methods!"

At the corner of the corridor, every servant looked fascinated.

"...I didn't expect Mr. Huo to be a strict wife."

"I really didn't expect it. Madam looks so delicate and weak, but she can be so powerful."

"It seems that no matter how awesome a man is outside, he still has to listen to his wife's lesson when he gets home."

"Tsk, tsk."

What's the matter with it being a little sweet?

A slap in the face made no sound, Leng Qingqing inserted his waist and delivered a powerful blow, but Huo Jingsen didn't respond at all, so the scene was uninteresting.

She forcibly rambled here and there, trying her best to arouse Huo Jingsen's anger, but failed miserably, and finally said, 'Divorce, must divorce! ’ As a concluding sentence, he strongly saved his respect and completely ended this one-sided quarrel.

Huo Jingsen, this guy, always pretends to be dead when something happens. He is like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard.

It's really not easy to deal with.

Leng Qingqing picked up the water at hand, drank it down, and finally waved his hand tiredly with a hoarse voice: "Okay, just do what you have to do, and leave quickly if you have to, so as not to be upset."

After he finished speaking, he looked away, not even wanting to look at Huo Jingsen.

She frowned, her brows filled with disgust.

Huo Jingsen had never seen such a look on her face. The impatience was evident on that beautiful face, which made him slightly startled.

There was actually some indescribable loss in my heart.

Huo Jingsen hasn't grasped the emotion that flashed through his heart.

Huo Yanheng raised his eyes, glanced at him cautiously, pursed his lips and whispered, "Dad, I'm going to do my homework."

"Okay, let's go." The big hand patted his son's small shoulder.

Today, Huo Yanheng received more affectionate gestures from his father than in the previous months combined, which undoubtedly made him feel flattered.

But more than anything, it is indescribable happiness.

Huo Yanheng walked to the table with bright eyes, carefully put the books into his schoolbag, zipped it up, picked up the schoolbag and walked upstairs for a few steps, then turned back and said:

"……Mother."

Leng Qingqing subconsciously raised his head.

Huo Yanheng looked at her on the stairs and said hesitantly: "Tomorrow night, can I see the teachers as before?"

How smart he is.

Already aware of the deserted thoughts.

Leng Qingqing raised her head and saw through his thoughts: "You said you want to learn, can I still stop you?"

After a pause, he said quickly: "However, the teachers can only come to teach you three days a week. You must go out with me on Saturdays and Sundays."

Huo Yanheng frowned and was about to speak, but Leng Qingqing interrupted him before he opened his lips, as if he understood his thoughts, and his tone was firm and could not be refuted.

"You can't refuse. If you refuse, I will fire all the teachers."

Not negotiable.

The little man stood there, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then sighed slightly and nodded.

I saw Huo Yanheng go up to the second floor, enter the room, and close the door.

A drop of cold sweat fell from Leng Qingqing's forehead.

Children's nature is to play, but when it comes to Huo Yanheng, playing becomes a problem.

This mother is really not easy to be a mother.

Leng Qingqing poured herself another glass of cold water to calm down her shock. Suddenly a shadow fell over her eyes. She raised her eyes and frowned, feeling annoyed:

"Why don't you leave? Do you want to stay at my house?"