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Xiao Ming acted very quickly. After he made the decision, he quickly ordered the books and supporting exercises for the entire six years of primary school from the Internet.

The merchant is very conscientious, and also presented textbooks for junior high and high school together.

Xiao Ming thought it was worth the money.

Fortunately, Yan Shu still has some basics. He can read and write, so Xiao Ming can also relax.

Three days later, the large box of books was delivered to Xiao Ming.

In the past three days, Yan Shu's voice has finally healed. Since Xiao Ming failed to show off his wealth, he decided to change his course and show off his knowledge.

Xiao Ming's ideal is very beautiful. He is a high-achieving student, and he can properly teach elementary school students.

Xiao Ming specially picked a sunny day, and closed the curtains to let the sunlight into the room.

Xiao Ming: The weather is really nice today, suitable for sharing my knowledge.

360: Take it easy, don't dry out the water in your brain.

Xiao Ming is in a good mood today and doesn't care about 360.

Xiao Ming warmed his whole body, then turned around and flung himself onto the bed, hugging Yan Shu through the quilt, "Son, get up soon, today Daddy will teach you how to study!"

Yan Shu under the quilt did not respond.

Xiao Ming peeled off the quilt, exposing Yan Shu's wrapped head to let him breathe, and then entangled his son like an octopus through the quilt, wrapping Yan Shu into a chubby silkworm baby, and then the two of them rolled together on the bed.

One circle, two circles, three circles.

When about to roll the fourth lap, Yan Shu surrendered.

Xiao Ming was very happy, every time the child woke up on the fourth lap, he was really born to be a father.

Yan Shu lifted the quilt, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and slowly moved to the side of the bed.

Due to Xiao Ming's girlishness, there are no boys' clothes at home, only girls' clothes.

The cartload of girls' clothes was placed next door and was forever sealed up in dust, but the children's new clothes were still not purchased.

So Yan Shu was still wearing the original owner's shirt, showing two slender legs, dangling on the edge of the bed.

Xiao Ming knelt on the ground on one knee, put the child's white leg on his knee, and put socks on him.

In order to allow the socks to slip in smoothly, the child slowly straightened the leg that was on Xiao Ming's thigh. The beautiful and smooth lines made Xiao Ming unable to take his eyes off it.

After finally putting on the socks, the child stretched out both hands and looked at Xiao Ming with dark eyes: "Hug."

Daddy Xiao helplessly picked up his child, and the child was tightly hung around his neck like a koala, and the father and son washed each other lovingly.

Looking at Yan Shu who was still hanging around his neck and brushing his teeth, Xiao Ming couldn't help feeling a little headache.

Xiao Ming: 66666, are you there?

360: What do you do?

Xiao Ming: Are all children so clingy?Wasn't it like this when I was a kid?

Xiao Ming tried his best to recall his childhood, but the things in his memory were a bit hazy, like a layer of fog.

Xiao Ming: 6, have you blocked my memory? Why do you always feel that I have forgotten a lot of things?

360: How many things can you hold in your brain, do you need me to block it?

Xiao Ming was very convinced, because he also began to doubt his IQ.

Xiao Ming decided to do something fun, so he soaked the towel and wrung it dry to wipe his clingy baby's face.

The child closed his eyes and brought his face closer, his curly eyelashes trembling like a frightened little animal.

Xiao Ming covered the child's face with a towel, rubbed it for a while, and when he took it off again, the child's white and slippery face had been rubbed red.

Yan Shu opened his eyes, and looked at Xiao Ming with some complaints.

Xiao Ming: 6, my son looks more and more like a real baby.

360: Except for hiding knives under the pillow, he is simply a child who can no longer be normal.

Xiao Ming: ...

Xiao Ming didn't dare to turn over the child's pillow. He was worried that if there was a knife, he would be scared to urinate, and he would never dare to approach his son again, so he deceived himself and pretended to be 360 ​​to scare him.

Xiao Ming: "Son, help Dad wash his face too."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes like a child and moved his face closer.

Yan Shu slapped Xiao Ming's face with a big slap.

Xiao Ming's eyes were red with pain: "Son, where are the towels?"

Yan Shu looked down at the towel that was still bathing in the sink, pursed her lips, "Forgot."

360: Your son is really smart, I appreciate it very much.

Xiao Ming: ...

After washing up, the kangaroo father Xiao Ming went downstairs with his koala son Yan Shu.

Xiao Ming put the child on the sofa, patted him on the head, turned on the TV and adjusted the channel, and then put the remote control into the child's hand, "Hey, watch TV here, Dad will cook breakfast for you."

After finishing speaking, the virtuous Papa Xiao turned around and went to the kitchen to cook porridge.

Yan Shu looked at the dancing Sailor Moon on the TV, and remembered the diapers that Xiao Ming bought. In order not to hurt Xiao Ming's girlish heart, she finally refrained from tuning the channel.

On the other end, Xiao Ming is in the kitchen, proudly flirting with 360: 6, I think with this progress, I will be able to complete the task in about one more month.

360: I think I will give you another seven or eight years.

Xiao Ming waved his hand, not paying attention.

The porridge was hot when it came out, Xiao Ming held the bowl to the child's side and watched TV, having fun.

The Sailor Moon on TV is very eye-catching.

"Yo, I didn't expect you, Shu'er, to watch this kind of thing." Xiao Ming smiled after finishing speaking.

The child didn't speak, Xiao Ming looked down and found that his child was looking at him, and there was something in his eyes.

Xiao Ming: 6, please help me to see, why do I always feel that the child's eyes seem to be conveying something to me?

360: Yes, it's so obvious, can't you see it?There were only two words written in his eyes.

Xiao Ming looked carefully: What did you write?

360: mental retardation.

Xiao Ming: Don't just scold me, tell me what you wrote, don't turn me off.

360: mental retardation.Just wrote these two words.

Xiao Ming took a closer look, and the child looked at him with "wisdom" written in one eye and "handicap" written in the other. Xiao Ming rubbed his eyes, and looked again, it was gone.

Xiao Ming started coaxing the child again, drinking a bowl of porridge for an hour in a daze.

The hot porridge turned cold after being fed, but the hearts of the two people involved were steaming warmly.

When the child finally finished his breakfast, Xiao Ming casually stuffed his stomach with something, and then Xiao Ming quickly carried the child back to the room, "Son, hurry up, Dad will teach you how to read."

360: My host can't wait to install Thirteen.

Back in the room, Xiao Ming dragged out the big box of books, dug out a book, and slapped it on the desk, "Come on! Let's learn this first today!"

After speaking, Xiao Ming looked down, his complexion changed slightly.

common sense?

What subject is this?The seller sent the wrong shipment?

360: That's right, primary schools in this world take four subjects, Chinese, Mathematics, English, plus one subject of general knowledge.

Xiao Ming thought for a while. Could it be that he, a talented student, has no common sense?

Probably because Xiao Ming ate too much soft and slippery bunny candy, so his face was also soft and slippery, so reality loves to slap him in the face.

After half an hour.

Yan Shu took the book and asked Xiao Ming, "Dad, what's the difference between soap and scented soap?"

Xiao Ming: "Well, probably, the soap is fatter, and the scented soap is more fragrant."

Yan Shu nodded, and asked after a while, "What's the difference between glutinous rice chicken and guinea fowl?"

Xiao Ming bit his head: "Probably, the glutinous rice chicken is made of glutinous rice, and the guinea fowl is... made of pearls."

360: ...spicy chicken.

The child nodded again, Xiao Ming had a headache.

Xiao Ming: 6, this is not what I thought.

360: It's the same as I thought.

Xiao Ming feels aggrieved, what kind of world is this, what common sense does he have to learn, can he live well without common sense?

Xiao Ming is very righteous.

Yan Shu opened his mouth, and wanted to ask something, Xiao Ming interrupted, "Son, you have to exercise the awareness of self-learning, you can't rely on Dad for everything, you know, otherwise, what will you do when you leave the society like this?"

Yan Shu thought seriously for a while, then nodded very seriously.

360: ...Your child's IQ is his own.