[Comprehensive] Please call me Rain God

The three-year-old Olivia is much more sensible than before. She was originally smarter than her peers, and she has experienced many things. After this year, Steve began to plan to teach Olivia something.

It's true that the little guy can't go to kindergarten like a normal child, even elementary school and middle school. Her abilities are still uncontrollable, and they don't want her to suffer any harm.

And Fury didn't agree with the idea of ​​them sending her to kindergarten.

That just gave a few old fathers a few opportunities.

These few old fathers with IQs over a hundred and nowhere to use them can be regarded as able to use them on their little ones.

But they couldn't figure out what a child her age should learn.

Tony can make circuit boards at the age of four, but Olivia is not as smart as he was when he was a child, and she can't learn this kind of thing at all.

Moreover, Olivia is not interested in Tony's things at all, and occasionally goes to his studio, just fiddles with the circuit boards he has made. Tony hasn't had time to cultivate Olivia's interest in this thing.

Olivia dismantled a circuit board that I had spent a week making, piece by piece.

He felt that instead of studying mechanical engineering, Olivia could study demolition.

And it must be able to do very well.

Olivia can easily find every welding joint of him and break it off directly.

Since that time, Tony has banned Olivia from playing in his studio.

If this continues, he will not only lose the circuit board.

And his lost youth in the sunset.

So this kind of thing about educating children has to be discussed and discussed.

Olivia didn't know what they were thinking at all, so she held this small book with coloring pages and flipped through it page by page.

"Meow~"

"Ow~"

"Wang!"

James told her a lot of stories, as well as the sounds of various small animals. When the two of them were discussing issues, they could often hear the little girl imitating the sounds of small animals.

James can basically know which page Olivia has turned to.

"She's still young, so it's good to be enlightened slowly."

James rested his chin on one hand, and tilted his head to look at the little girl who was flipping through the coloring book with puffy face, "It's good for a child of her age to learn how to count to tens."

"Yes."

Steve agrees.

The little girl is still young, why learn so much, she can't remember too much, and they will be the ones who will be tired by then.

"She has already learned to count within tens."

Tony pointed to the little girl who was reciting numbers in a baby voice, "I think I can teach you something else."

"for example?"

"Write numbers." Tony stretched out his hand and scratched on the table, "Arabic numbers, when she gets older, she can write English numbers."

"It's okay to teach 26 English letters now." Banner suggested, "This can be taught together with numbers."

The temporary teaching content was settled, but they didn't think about a question at all, whether Olivia had the patience to learn this thing.

As long as she looks like she has ADHD every day, I don't know if she can honestly lie on the table and write.

The only time when she is honestly lying on the table is when she is drawing.

But Olivia seems to like drawing very much. If she is willing, Tony is thinking of finding a painting teacher for her to teach her.

A few of them also thought about the cultivation of music and dance.

But that also depends on whether Olivia likes this thing or not.

These big men are just like the old fathers and mothers who choose interest classes for their children. They want their children to learn more things, but they also have to worry about whether the little one likes it or not.

Natasha couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth whenever she saw a few of them getting together to discuss the little girl's study.

She actually felt that Olivia could learn a few hands from her.

The little girl is so pretty, and when she grows up, there will definitely be many boys who like it, and there will definitely be those guys with malicious intentions.

Sometimes these big men can't protect them, but if the little girl knows how to use two hands, she can completely protect her own safety.

The few of them thought well, and they didn't know if Olivia would agree to learn all these things.

It's just that she still doesn't know how difficult her situation will be in the future.

The little girl flipped through a few pages of the book, then rolled over on the ground a few times, her curly hair curled up on the cool pad, and her soft paws grabbed the tip of Toto's tail not far away.

Toto was not angry at all, but would draw out his tail to tease her.

Olivia got up, and threw Toto down with a smile. It was very happy to play with one person and one cat on the cool mat.

"don't want……"

Olivia pouted and put her little hands behind her back, unwilling to write.

She's good at drawing, but she doesn't want to write about it at all.

"You need to write." Steve put the book on the small table, "Learn to write first."

Olivia was reluctant, so Steve stretched out his hand to pull her up, hugged her, held her soft little paw, and gently wrote familiarity on the paper.

But the little girl's soft hands don't seem to be very good at holding a pen. Usually when drawing, Olivia holds the pen with her whole hand, but writing is different.

Steve held her hand and taught her several times, but the little girl just couldn't learn.

In the end, the little hand was pressed with a few marks by the pen. Although he said it would not hurt, Steve still blew and rubbed in distress, and gave up teaching Olivia to write without hesitation.

Still young, wait a minute.

He gave up writing, but he didn't give up teaching Olivia to read the English alphabet. The little girl learned quickly, and she would be able to mutter a few times, but she didn't want to hear Steve repeating it over and over again. Losing his patience, he writhed in his arms to play with toys.

Anyway, I learned it, so Steve didn't keep hugging her to let her learn, but let her play by herself.

Ever since Steve and the others started asking her to learn these things, the little girl's patience has gotten worse and worse.

She has a father who is a mutant leader, and her IQ can be so low. Olivia has already learned this stuff that Steve and the others taught, but she is too lazy and doesn't want to write.

It is also possible to write about her, but she is really too lazy.

When Steve and the others discovered that the little girl had already learned how to write the English alphabet, it was time to teach her how to write and hold a pen.

When Olivia wrote out the 26 English letters lightly and neatly, they were shocked.

Of course, Olivia's hard study career is about to begin.

"I want to eat a bag..."

She raised her head and looked pitifully at James who was eating steamed buns. Their lunch today was Chinese cuisine ordered from Chinatown, which was quite authentic.

Olivia usually likes to eat the xiao long bao from this restaurant. She can eat three small ones.

Steve and the others had already eaten, leaving only James alone, and now Olivia was added.

James took her small bowl, put a steamed bun in her bowl, "After eating this, shall we have soup dumplings?"

Olivia had never heard this word before, she tilted her head while holding her small bowl, and asked him in a childish voice.

"What is that?"

"Buns with soup." James pointed to the round buns in the packing box beside him, eating them flickeringly, "It's delicious."

When he said that, Olivia looked forward to it even more.

She obediently put the bowl on the table, and climbed up the chair by herself, holding the steamed buns in her small hands, and ate them up in a few mouthfuls, her cheeks puffed out, and she was slurring her speech.

"More!" She took the sipper that James handed over and took a big sip, "I want soup dumplings!"

James took one and put it in her bowl, and then took a straw and stuck it in. This soup dumpling has been bought for a while, and it is not hot, but it is warm when drinking.

Olivia took the straw in her mouth and drank a few sips. The little girl was quite surprised when she ate this kind of food for the first time.

She drank the soup in a few sips, and then ate the buns with a spoon, which suits her taste very well.

Olivia felt a little full after eating two soup dumplings. She leaned back on the chair and hiccupped, her mouth and hands were covered with oil. James picked her up before she climbed off the chair, Sent directly to the bathroom to wash the little paws, and then washed the mouth.

She is always not well-behaved. Today, she accidentally licked the soap, trembling with astringency, and poohed for a long time.

Olivia went to find Steve when she was full. She was used to sleeping every day after a full meal.

Steve had just washed Olivia's clothes when the little girl hit his calf, "Sleepy?"

His hands were too cold, so he suddenly stretched out his fingers and gently touched her face.

Olivia was shaken for a bit, and realized that he did it on purpose, so she puffed her face and screamed.

"Go to bed and take off your socks."

He raised his chin, "Lie down and wait for me for a while, and I'll be back."

Olivia was very obedient, she turned around and ran back, kicked off her shoes, honestly took off her pants, took off her jacket, she was not very slick, she could only take off her coat , she can't do it with a pullover shirt.

Before she could wait for Steve to come back, Olivia fell into a deep sleep, a small, fleshy ball with its back to the door, curled up into a sleep soundly.

Steve's hands were still a little cold, but he still had to change the little girl's clothes.

Olivia was only wearing a diaper underneath, and Steve patted it, and it was a little too big, so he changed it for her.

His big hands were slightly cold, and when he touched her, it made the little girl tremble. After taking off his shirt, Steve put a thick nightgown on her, lay on her side, and hugged her.

When he was about to fall asleep, a pair of small, soft, warm hands held his slightly cool big hand. When Steve opened his eyes, he saw the little girl holding his hand and rubbing it dazedly. .

"This way... it won't be cold." She rubbed against his neck, holding his big hand tightly with her small hands, "Oli, Ollie is warming up daddy..."

"Ah."

He leaned over and kissed her cheek with tender eyes.

"Thank you."