Chapter 103: Ruptured midbrain aqueduct
"Auntie, woo woo woo!" When Quan Xin ran in, Quan Yan was still explaining things to the secretary, and the little fat man's figure like a cannonball suddenly rushed over and hugged her legs, and she was stunned. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
He Zhi sat on the sofa casually eating grapes, and Quan Yan briefly explained that he sent the secretary away.
"What's wrong with you?" picked up the little fat man, and Quan Yan wiped his tears from his eyes.
The little fat man lowered his head and drilled into her arms vigorously, without speaking or crying.
The right banquet to see He Zhi.
"The exam is a duck egg, and his classmates laugh at him. The little fat man fought with someone and didn't win. There was a deep contempt in the words.
Quan Xin's child was annoyed and angry, "There are so many of them! I only have one, so I can't beat them!"
He Zhi rolled his eyes and stuffed another grape, "Who made you stupid and can't even write a name." β
"Woo wow wow wow wow!"
Quan Yan glared at He Zhi, who was standing and talking without backache, and rubbed the little fat man's hairy head, "Then what do you want me to do?"
The little fat man sobbed: "I want to fight back!
Quan Yan: "I'm not good at fighting, how do you think I can avenge you?"
The little fat man was stunned, and the child's simple logic of reporting and reporting obviously had no idea to answer the question raised by Quan Yan.
"I don't care! I don't want to play with them!"
Quan Yan was helpless, "Okay then, play with your brother-in-law tomorrow." β
The little fat man stretched out his little fat hand and grabbed her hand, "I'm hungry, let's eat...... Eat ......"
"What to eat?"
βchickenοΌβ
"Roast chicken?"
"Yes!!" In the blink of an eye, the little fat man became heartless again.
He Zhi simply knelt at the feet of Quan Yan, and it was the first time he had seen the way this aunt and nephew got along. "He said he wouldn't go to school, so you let him go?"
"Or else?" asked Quan Yan blankly.
"You should ......" He Zhi frowned, what should it be? Like traditional education, children are reluctant to go to school, and they have to force him to go? He Zhi also had times when he was a child when he was unwilling to go to school, and his father also whipped him with a belt, but after beating him, he still didn't want to go, so what is the use of stick education.
"You were taught by foreign devils, our educational concepts are different, I won't discuss with you. But do you think that if you let the little fat man go to school like this, he never wants to go, won't he have to go for the rest of his life?"
Quan Yan frowned lightly, "Didn't you experience the feeling of absenteeism when you were a child? the first day was excited, the second day was worried, and on the third day you would feel bored, and then you obediently put on your schoolbag and went to school." β
He Zhi: "......"_(:Π·"β )_ someone who has been living under his father's stick education has really not experienced the feeling of truancy.
"What about studying?" He Zhi glanced contemptuously at Quan Xin, who was sitting on the ground playing with bones, "At your nephew's level, it's been two or three months since school started, and I still can't write my name, and I can't catch up with the teacher's progress in the past few days, so it's not even more over." β
Quan Yan rolled his eyes, "You teach, otherwise what are you doing idle?"
He Zhi choked on saliva, his eyes widened, and he pointed at himself with his index finger in disbelief, "I?
"In fact, you have a midbrain aqueduct in your head, and the liquid in it can barely match the 'water' in your mouth. If the next time you want to say something like 'water in the brain', it's a little more professional - you old man with a ruptured midbrain water pipe. β
Until dinner, He Zhi's face was also stinky, and he didn't want to talk nonsense to Quan Yan.
Quan Xin held the bowl and poured egg drop soup into his mouth, and Quan Yan handed him a tissue in disgust, "Eat slowly, and wipe your mouth by the way." β
The little fat man obediently swallowed a large mouthful of egg drop soup, supported the table with his left hand, and struggled to clamp the chicken neck with his right hand, which was unsteady with chopsticks.
He Zhi's face was still pale.
"Auntie (γ₯βββ)γ₯" The little fat man who couldn't hold the chicken skipped He Zhi, whose face was dark, and asked for help from Quan Yan with big wet eyes.
Seeing that Quan Yan gave him two pieces of chicken in response to his request, He Zhicai asked coldly: "It's so big, I can't even use chopsticks." You're going to do everything with him, even if he won't do anything?"
Quan Yan didn't think so, and swallowed the food in his mouth, "What's this, isn't it just two pieces of meat? How old is Quan Xin? β
He Zhi was so angry that her liver hurt, she felt that the power banquet was hopeless, "In the future, our son will never smash your hands, you old lady of a ruined family!"
"Cut!" was still the same sentence, she felt that He Zhi wanted a son to wait until the next life to marry a woman who dared to have children.