Han Jun and Shu Qiang After the prenatal education was finalized, there was nothing to say, the four of them had a clear division of labor, a clear theme, and a reasonable match, which was simply perfect.

As soon as the little guy's words came out, the four who were already about to leave stopped again.

"Yes, Xiaomo, you should have prenatal education now, this should be sooner rather than later. ”

"I think so too, it's okay anyway, let's see. ”

"Do you play the piano first, or do you dance, or do you box, or tell a story?"

"Does Xiaoya want to lie down, or just sit?"

Han Mo and Shu Ya's expressions instantly petrified, and their brains buzzed, can they still play happily, which camp is Xuanxuan from, is this the legendary pit daddy teammate? They all looked at the little guy together.

The little one looked at his mother and then at his father, quite proud of his suggestion, and then showed an innocent smile and blinked his eyes wide, "Mom and Dad, do you think what I said is right?"

"Oh, yes, that's what Mom actually thinks. ”

"Hehe, dad thinks so too. ”

Shu Ya and Han Mo's expressions were stiff, they laughed awkwardly, and touched the top of the child's head almost at the same time.

In this way, Han Mo began his performance......

"Xiaomo, how can you play this paragraph like this? ”

"Xiaomo, didn't your mother say you, your space walking is not bad, but this basic skill is too poor, did your mother teach you this when you were a child?"

"Xiaomo, what kind of punch is this? Lao Zhang's Wang Ba punch is better than yours, what is the strength of the punch?

"Hey, this story is rotten on the street, can the child like to listen to it? Although you wrote it yourself, it is too widely circulated, Xiaomo, you have to write a few more stories to the child in Shu Ya's belly." ”

No matter what he thought in his heart, Han Mo didn't dare to refute a word anyway.

Prenatal education has become, Han Mo's piano tutoring lessons, dance tutoring lessons, boxing lessons, and story meetings......

Although Shu Ya doesn't need to toss the whole process, she can't go, without her, this can't be called prenatal education.

Shu Ya helplessly supported her forehead, and Yu Guang saw the little guy who started it, twice everyone was about to break up, and it was the little guy who called the four old men back.

Thinking of this, Shu Ya looked at Meng Daxuan with sharp eyes.

Da Xuanzi was holding her chin, blinking her big eyes, leisurely watching the excitement and eating melons, and when she met her mother's gaze, she didn't find anything abnormal, but looked at her mother with a smile.

Shu Ya saw the little guy's cute eyes, and shook her head helplessly, she shouldn't blame Xuanxuan, she was just a child, and she couldn't think of so much at all.

Tossed it very late, and the old man barely felt that letting Han Mo go, it could be regarded as just getting the passing line of various skills, and he would be assessed regularly in the future, and it might be night when Han Mo gave Shu Ya prenatal education, and the four old people could not participate, but Han Mo's skills, they could be assessed, what were the things of prenatal education, they had to know.

In the end, he not only left Han Mo with a task, but also asked him to combine his strengths and constantly bring forth the new.

Seeing the backs of the four old men leaving, Han Mo let out a long breath.

......

In fact, Han Mo just had a headache with the bombardment of the four old people in turn, and he was not disgusted by the prenatal education itself, but enjoyed it very much.

At first, he wanted to fool things, after all, although prenatal education is being done, it has little impact on the child after birth, and there seems to be no conclusion.

Who can say that a child who has been prenatally educated must have a higher IQ and emotional intelligence than a child who is not prenatally educated? Prenatal education can make pregnant women have a soothing mood and keep children in a regular and comfortable environment.

And Han Mo has always believed that the influence of the child's later personality may be more related to the family atmosphere, of course, after birth, and IQ should be inherited.

Han Mo has always wanted to leave a fortune for Xuanxuan, these wealth does not refer to money, Han Mo can say with certainty that he has money in his pocket in this life and even in the next life, in the next life, and even in Xuanxuan's next life.

So the wealth he wants to leave behind with his heart is not money, but childhood.

Although a child's body cannot stay forever when he was a child, it can leave many good memories that will accompany the child for a lifetime and affect the child's life.

He wants to weave the best childhood for the little one.

Shu Ya was already easy to get tired when she was pregnant, and the four old people had been coaxing and tossing for so long, so she was already tired, and she fell asleep soon after taking a bath.

Unlike his mother, the little guy can't sleep at all because of the spirit of the family meeting at night, usually the father tells two stories, and the little guy falls asleep sweetly, but today Han Mo told four stories, and the little guy still has big eyes.

When Han Mo turned the fifth storybook to the last page, he still heard the soft and glutinous voice of the little guy, Han Mo put down the book directly.

"Dad doesn't tell stories anymore, how about chatting with Xuanxuan?"

The little guy nodded excitedly, more energetic.

Han Mo actually thought that the child couldn't sleep anyway, so it would be the same as many stories he told, so it was better to chat with the little guy.

"Dad asked you, if you have a friend from the cartoon world, what do you want him to be?" Han Mo asked this question, if he asked an adult, he would definitely be disgusted and naïve, and he didn't even know how to answer.

Some questions can only be answered by children, and many adult worlds, because the ideas are too complex, lose their simplicity, and sometimes children's words can give people a lot of inspiration and create great works.

The little one began to think seriously about his father's problems.

"If I have a friend who is from the cartoon world, I want him to be cute. The little one said as he thought.

Han Mo nodded and agreed, in fact, children are visual animals, just like adults, they just like to look good, of course, they are good looking in children's aesthetics.

"I wish this friend could play with me......"

"Haha, it would be nice if you could help me fulfill my wish, and you can take me fly, just like Spider-Man, swishing in the sky~~"

"It would be nice if I could conjure cakes and sweets for me when my mom and dad wouldn't allow me to eat them......

"And ...... I wish he could live in our house and make me a cake whenever I want. ”

The little one begins to fantasize about his new best friend, depicting it as if this friend had come to their house.

Han Mo saw hope and longing in the eyes of the little guy.

At this moment, Han Mo also had a picture in his mind, and he already knew it.

Han Mo was about to tell the little guy that there really was that good friend, when he heard the sound of even breathing beside him, and the little guy actually fell asleep.

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