The little guy was tired of being in his father's arms for a while, and then his father put it on the ground again, Han Mo saw the small pencil in the child's hand, and gently rubbed the top of the child's head.

"Dad, I'm doing my homework. The little guy said proudly.

"Wow, we Xuanxuan can do our homework. Han Mo deliberately exaggerated his expression.

The little guy was even more proud, she was very excited to do her regular homework for the first time today.

Shu Ya also walked out of Xuanxuan's small room, she knew that Han Mo would come back today, so she didn't arrange work in advance, and came early to help the little guy with his homework.

Han Mo and Shu Ya looked at each other, and both of them showed a warmth on their faces that they missed after not seeing each other for a day, but Shu Ya glanced at the little guy again, and there was some helplessness between his eyebrows.

Han Mo pinched the child's fleshy face, "Does Xuanxuan like to do homework?"

The little guy nodded vigorously, "I like to do it, Xuanxuan likes to do homework the most." ”

After the summer vacation, Xuanxuan will change from a child in a small class to a child in a middle class.

In the small class, in fact, the kindergarten is still mainly play, and the children usually have homework, but they are all handicrafts, painting, singing and dancing, etc., but after going to the middle class, they have to learn some simple addition and subtraction.

In the past, Han Mo was more indulgent to the little guy in this regard, and he didn't want to use exam-oriented education to circle the child's innocent and free heart, and the child was also very young, so he didn't change to completely tie the child now, so Han Mo only let the little guy do what she wanted to do.

For example, painting, such as singing and dancing, the rest didn't care about her.

Many children have simple addition and subtraction, as well as recite a lot of ancient poems at a very young age, and Xuanxuan is not forced to do things she doesn't like at a young age like other children.

The main reason is that Han Mo has always felt that those simple math problems, if she is not taught, the child will learn it sooner or later, and reciting ancient poems, now the child does not understand the meaning of the poem at all, even if he memorizes it, it is only rote memorization, and it can't last long at all, many children can memorize a lot when they are young, and they forget it when they grow up.

Han Mo felt that the children in kindergarten were still mainly interested in cultivating interests, so they did not spend more effort on learning.

At this moment, the child showed a strong interest in learning, and Han Mo was still very happy.

Originally, the middle class only began to learn simple math problems, but Teacher Ding Rou sent the workbook to the children, and it was not a few days before the start of the summer vacation, which was also convenient for parents to teach their children to learn in advance during the summer vacation.

Just now, Shu Ya was teaching the little guy arithmetic in the room.

However......

Half an hour ago......

"Xuanxuan, one plus one equals two. Shu Ya thinks that this problem is not difficult at all, it is too simple, although I have not taught children before, but this kind of common sense math problem does not need to use my brain.

The workbook sent by Teacher Ding Rou is also accompanied by small tools for learning mathematics, small colored wooden sticks, which are helpful for demonstration when doing addition and subtraction.

Shu Ya put a small red wooden stick and a small green wooden stick together and showed it to the little one.

Xuanxuan took out a yellow wooden stick from a small handful of small wooden sticks and put it in the center of red and green, her innocent big eyes flickered, and she said with a smile on her fleshy little face, "Mom, you did something wrong, one plus one equals three." ”

Shu Ya shook her head, and then gently took out the small yellow wooden stick, "No, Xuanxuan, one plus one equals two." ”

"No, one plus one equals three. The little one put the little yellow stick between the red and the green.

Shu Ya was still very patient, thinking that she might have overestimated the child, after all, she had never been exposed to mathematics before, although the adult thought it was simple, but it was not necessarily in the child's place, so she decided to explain it to the little guy again.

"Xuanxuan, you see, we have one and one here, and there is no such thing as yellow. As she spoke, Shu Ya picked up the small yellow wooden stick again.

At first, the little guy's face was still full of smiles, and his face instantly became serious, "No, Dad said, Dad plus Mom is equal to our family of three." The little one corrected his mother as he put the little yellow stick between the red and the green.

Shu Ya was stunned for a moment, she remembered what Han Mo said, but the scene at that time was not a math problem, but a more abstract description. She can't deny that her father and mother are equal to a family of three, but she can't say that one plus one equals three, because one plus one is obviously equal to two.

Shu Ya picked up the little yellow wooden stick again, "Xuanxuan, you see, one green, plus one red, there is no third one, so it is equal to two." ”

The little guy saw that his mother picked up the small yellow wooden stick that represented him again, and his aggrieved mood could no longer be controlled, and he cried out with a wow, "Mom, don't you want Xuanxuan? Why do you want Xuanxuan to take it out." ”

Shu Ya didn't expect the child to have such a reaction, and she was at a loss for a while, so she hurriedly hugged the little guy in her arms, "Mom didn't mean that, how could Mom not want Xuanxuan, Mom loves Xuanxuan the most." ”

Shu Ya hugged the little guy and comforted him for a while, and the little guy's mood calmed down a little, and the original math problem became an exercise in writing numbers in a notebook.

The little guy wiped away his tears and wrote Arabic numerals in his notebook very seriously.

......

Dad is back, and the little guy wants to show that he is serious about studying, and pulls his father to watch her write.

At this time, Shu Ya quietly told Han Mo what had just happened, she really didn't know how to tell the child the fact that one plus one is not equal to three, but equal to two. It seems that in the child's innocent little brain, her statement is not wrong.

After listening to the "interesting" story of Shu Ya and Xuanxuan, Han Mo couldn't help but laugh.

Shu Ya gently pinched Han Mo's waist, "You are still laughing, just the crooked reasoning you taught." ”

"How can you blame me, what we Xuanxuan said is right, if I add you, isn't it equal to the two of us?"

Shu Ya pinched Han Mo again in the position just now.

Han Mo got up, stood next to the little guy, and watched the child write for a while.

Xuanxuan is very serious, because she often draws, holds the pen very steadily, and writes the numbers very beautifully.

The little guy showed the page that had been written to his father, very proud, "Dad, this is Xuanxuan's homework today." ”

Han Mo possessed him and said with a smile, "Our Xuanxuan is so good." Then he nodded, "This is the first assignment, now let's study the second assignment." ”

The little one's eyes widened, waiting for her father to teach her something new.

Han Mo took out a small red wooden stick and a small green wooden stick again.

The little one saw the two little sticks and was ready to go to the yellow sticks.

Han Mo immediately said, "Dad and Mom are equal to our family of three, when our family was a unit, but Xuanxuan is studying arithmetic today, so one plus one is not equal to three." ”

The little one didn't quite understand what Daddy meant.

Han Mo gently rubbed the top of the child's head, then picked up a small green wooden stick and handed the other red one to Shu Ya.

Now, Dad gave Xuanxuan a small wooden stick. Han Mo gently put the small wooden stick in his hand into Xuanxuan's little palm, "Mom will give Xuanxuan another one." Shu Ya also cooperated and put one of the ones in her hand into Xuanxuan's small palm.

A small red wooden stick and a small green wooden stick were in the palm of the little one's hand, and she looked down at her palm.

"Xuanxuan now has a few small wooden sticks in her palm. Han Mo asked.

The little guy looked at what his mother gave, and then at what his father gave, as if he suddenly understood something, and a smile was instantly written on his meaty face, "Xuanxuan now has two small wooden sticks!"

Shu Ya looked at Han Mo in disbelief, the problem of one plus one equal how many that was going to collapse her just now was solved by Han Mo effortlessly.

Han Mo pinched Xuanxuan's pink little face, "Our Xuanxuan is right." ”