Post-90s Rebirth Daily

Both adults in the family help with homework.Usually wait for Minmin to ask them something they don't understand.Li's father is the type who has said it several times, but the children can't understand it.Time is the type that students can understand, but they are impatient after speaking too many times.

And a scumbag usually has a characteristic, either she feels that she knows everything; or she feels that she knows nothing, and she doesn't know where to ask questions.

But the two adults did not develop the habit of actively tutoring their children with their homework.

Li Baimo blamed himself for such consequences, blamed him for being too obedient, blamed him for being too sensible, and blamed him for not giving parents good habits of teaching their children to study.

There was no other way, Li Baimo had no choice but to take the initiative to attack, turning around to fool the time.

"Mom, you work at school, are you also a teacher?" Li Baimo went downstairs in a dizzy manner, ran to the kang to watch the time when he was learning how to knit a sweater.Show his adoration as much as possible.

"Mom is not a teacher, mother is an accountant!" Shi Guang looked into his bright eyes and replied with a smile.

"Oh, what do accountants do? Is there a good teacher?" The scheming boy continued to dig holes.

"Accounting is responsible for the financial problems of the school, and it is also very powerful!"

"Oh, that's not the teacher." Li Baimo heard his tone with a milky voice, and felt that such wicked things should be done less, or he would have to disgust himself to death first.

Seeing his son's emotions visibly down with the naked eye, Shi Guang felt a little anxious.

"Mom is as good as the teachers in the school!"

"Then how many students does mom have!" Li Baimo's mood gradually improved.

Time felt that things suddenly turned a little bit bad. Thinking about his son who was obviously more lively after the new year, he felt that he couldn't lose the chain!My son is so cute, how can I make my son sad!

"Although mom has no students, she can still be a teacher! Mom is amazing! Mom can be your and sister's teacher!" Shi Guang coaxed Li Baimo with his son's tone.

Li Baimo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, then you are going to teach me and my sister to do homework today."

"What's the problem? Let's go, son and mother will be your teachers!" After finishing speaking, Shi Guang put down the wool in his hand, and carried his son upstairs.

Not to mention the fuss after finding out that Minmin's academic performance is much worse.

Li Baimo was very happy to hand over the task of supervising sister Minmin's study to Time.

"Hey." Minmin sighed.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Li Baimo was silently drawing on the opposite side. His ability to control the pen has improved a lot recently, so he drew a sketch casually.It's just that the child is too weak.Also need to strengthen exercise.

"My aunt asked me to finish these few pages of questions, and then I went downstairs to find her."

"Then do it quickly!"

"I just can't do it."

Li Baimo was a little helpless: "Didn't your aunt explain the textbook to you?"

"But my aunt didn't give me a lecture! This is obviously beyond the outline!" Minmin was also very helpless.

"Have you memorized the textbook? Just memorize the knowledge points in the textbook and apply them to the questions little by little."

Li Bomo had no choice but to find some third and fourth grade math problems and teach Minmin how to use formulas to solve the problems.

"For mathematics, you just need to memorize the basics and learn to use them bit by bit, and you will do it."

Sister Minmin, who finally got a little entry, exclaimed: "Little boy, you are so amazing!"

Hey, I am tired, how difficult it is to let a child read

You have to have acting skills, you have to have a method, and you have to have time.

In April when the falling snow has not yet melted, time is on a business trip.No way, those who study accounting have to go to the city from time to time to learn the latest accounting system.

Papa Li was very happy.With Li Zhongxin whose wife forgot his brother, after his wife went on a business trip, he could finally find his brother Da Jiang for a drink.

Zhong Dajiang is one of the four people who celebrated their 27th birthday for time.The relationship between the two has always been very good, but it seems that they lost contact after Zhong Dajiang went to the south to develop.Li Bomo didn't know much about his parents' friendship.

Father Li took Li Baimo into the small restaurant.

The decor inside is very period.Newspapers pasted on fire walls are probably the characteristics of Northeast China in this era.The small restaurant is not big, with only six tables in total.In the middle there is an iron stove connected to a wall of fire.The iron piece was burnt a little red.

On Saturday afternoon, there was only one little boy doing his homework at the desk.

Someone came in, and the little boy looked up: "Uncle Li, you are here! My dad is cooking inside."

Although the child spoke crisply, it did not prevent his tears from flowing down at all.It can be said that the tears flowed sparingly, and occasionally a little sniffling.

The red eyes match the beautiful facial features, just like a rabbit spirit.

Li Baimo secretly speculated: This [-]% is another cub who has been tortured by his studies.

But even a person like him who has seen countless cute babies and pretty boys in later generations can't help but sigh. Sure enough, good-looking people are still good-looking even when they are crying.

"What's the matter, did your dad hit you?" Apparently, Li's dad also saw the child's red eyes.

"No, it's just that the new knowledge is a bit difficult, and the grades in the small paper are not very good." He took a breath while talking.

"Come on, Xia Xia, don't be humble with your uncle. You said that your grades are not very good, and you probably missed a few questions!" Papa Li knew his strength.

This kid is just too strong.

"Come on, Uncle will introduce you. This is Uncle's son, Li Baimo. Mo Mo, this is Uncle Zhong's son, Zhong Xia. You guys have fun, I'll go and see what your Uncle Zhong is doing!"

Zhong Xia, this name made Li Baimo, who had just come in from the heavy snow, shudder.Then when seeing Zhong Xia's curious red eyes,

"Poof" laughed.I'm sorry, rabbit spirit, I didn't hold back.

Zhong Xia looked at his shiny black grape-like big eyes and round face.I couldn't help but raised my hand and pinched his face: "Your name is Momo? How old are you this year?"

The attitude of a big child made Li Baimo feel helpless.Isn't it just two heads taller than him?Even if he is taller than him, he is still a carrot head with tears on his face.

Looking at the beautiful little boy who was rare in this age, Li Baimo talked with him very patiently.He guessed it might be because this little brat was clean and not a dirty brat at all.And looking Ruan Meng Ruan Meng is silly, very cute.

After a cordial (tao) exchange (hua) between the two, Li Baimo learned the basic information about Zhong Xia.Zhong Xia, Grade 9, single-parent family, male, good at studies, [-] years old.

Well, the messages for elementary school kids are so bland and simple.

Two old friends who hadn't had a drink for a while brought up a case of Snow Beer.

The two of them made Li Baimo deeply realize that the Northeast people's ability to persuade people to drink does not depend on the age.

To sum it up, it's just six words: come on, buddy, step on the box and drink!

Li Baimo and Zhong Xia drank their drinks and ate their dishes leisurely.Guobaorou is specially made for them.I don't care about adults who don't know what to drink.This kind of scene that only a daughter-in-law can handle, Li Baimo will not do that kind of useless work.

There are a few sweet potatoes on the stove.There was a seam in one of them, and the aroma made a way through the dull wine smell.Li Baimo thought he was an adult and walked to the stove.

"Mo Mo, don't mess with it, be careful of scalding." Zhong Xia saw that Li Bai Mo was going to do it himself, so he hurried over to stop him.

"Xia Xia, don't move, I can be careful, I do this often." Li Baimo stopped Zhong Xia from coming to take the shovel.

Under Zhong Xia's worried eyes, he put on his gloves, and used a shovel to place the sweet potato on the plate safely.

Li Baimo broke the sweet potato in half and gave half to Zhong Xia.

The sweet potatoes were roasted to caramelize, and the aroma instantly invaded the entire space.