Although it is much more reliable to let You Heng write the textbook than to let him teach directly, the operation process is not easy, first of all, Dong Xiaoya needs to find a suitable teacher, and then let the teacher prepare the lesson according to the textbook, and then indirectly teach the students. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's easy to say, but it's hard to implement!

First, You Heng has been here for a long time, and in the remaining months, can he finish the textbook within the time limit, and second, whether the teacher in charge of teaching is willing to use the textbook he wrote, after all, poetry is a thing, in modern times, people who can be interested in studying it are all superb! In other words, they are all idle people!

Such a person either has a very good family condition, or has a particularly high interest and talent, and wants him to admit your teaching materials, which may be more difficult to do.

Of course, since there is Dong Xiaoya, the teacher's problem should not be too big, he is also highly respected in our city, and most of the teachers who want to find a suitable teacher are handy, and the rest is to let You Heng concentrate on writing good teaching materials.

Originally, Dong Xiaoya came over early this morning to invite the two old men to dinner, but Li Du and the others ran out to go shopping because of a little misunderstanding, you Heng had to think about the teaching materials, he was bored without anyone to accompany him, and he got up and said goodbye after sitting on the sofa for a long time.

Taking the child downstairs, Dong Xiaoya couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, he could open an interest course for the school he donated, and let more people get in touch with the almost declining historical inheritance of poetry, his inner excitement was self-evident.

Along the way, he kept asking me to take care of Youheng and write out the textbook in a short time as soon as possible, I couldn't stop nodding and agreeing, and went out of the gate, their father and son hadn't gotten into the car yet, and there happened to be an uncle and a big dung on the side of the field at the door!

This Dong Chongwen is also a child's heart, it is estimated that the first time he saw the person digging out the dung, he didn't leave, he pulled his father over, Dong Xiaoya couldn't resist him, so he could only follow, and when the father and son walked to the uncle's side, Dong Chongwen called sweetly 'Hello grandpa'.

The uncle was full of joy when he heard this: "This child is so cute, and his mouth is so sweet." ”

"Thank you, grandpa, for the compliment." Dong Chongwen was quite polite, and took a look at the septic tank on tiptoe: "Grandpa, what are you doing here?" ”

"Grandpa, he's digging up a lot of dung." The uncle also thought Dong Chongwen was cute, so he replied casually, but when Dong Chongwen's next sentence came out, the uncle almost didn't plant a dung pit after hearing it......

"Ahh Grandpa, your son's name is big dung? ”

It is said that adults should not teach children indiscriminately! No, it's a misunderstanding!

The uncle didn't know why this kid suddenly said this, his face was green, he blew his beard and stared at the old man for a long time, and then Nana said: "Your dad is called dung......"

Dong Chongwen is so big and ignorant, and he looked back at Dong Xiaoya stupidly: "Dad, your name is Dong Dad?" ”

Dong Xiaoya sweated: "Don't listen to his nonsense, his son is called dung, and he didn't get up when he fell into the pit......"

You said that Dong Xiaoya is also right, who is to blame for the misunderstanding caused by his wife's disorderly teaching? was embarrassed to compete with the uncle, but Dong Chongwen didn't understand, and asked stupidly: "Grandpa, when did your son fall in?" ”

The uncle was about to be driven crazy by his question: "Your dad just fell into the hole......"

"Isn't my dad standing here?"

"That doesn't have to be ......"

I was speechless for both of these words......

It seems that if Dong Xiaoya hadn't tabooed the dung spoon in the uncle's hand, it is estimated that he would have gone up to pinch him, separating the two sides, I pulled Dong Xiaoya and walked to the place where he parked, and finally persuaded him to get into the car, I stood outside the car door and couldn't cry or laugh: "Brother Ya, to be honest, the child is small, in the future, you old couple and your family must stop messing around, you said that today you are going to meet a big temper, a dung spoon for the two of you to slap the dung pit, this day is cold and frozen when the time comes, you can't catch it......"

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Sent Dong Xiaoya away, I went upstairs and chatted with Li Chenghui for a while, the main topic is about Huang Shuhe's work, in fact, this salary is the same for whom, the driver has, there is really no shortage of Huang Shuhe, but the key is that he and Huang Simeng are the only people who know the details of my family, this job is done by outsiders, I can't rest assured, which master do you say is drunk and talking nonsense, shaking off the old bottom in the car, how can I end up then?

Huang Simeng is busy, and it is impossible to drive over to pick up people every day, so ah, the driver's errand can only fall on Huang Shuhe's head.

After all, Li Chenghui is still not very at ease with Huang Shuhe, and they all know that men are the most likely to cheat during pregnancy, and they can't hold it back!

I chatted with her for a long time, and I did everything I promised, but this person was a green bean, oil and salt didn't enter, and Huang Shuhe was not allowed to go to work, and in the end I had no choice, I could only think of a compromise method, which was to let Huang Shuhe go back for a while, and then find a suitable person to let Huang Shuhe go back in a few days.

The matter was finally decided, their family didn't cook at noon, so I left them for lunch together, thinking that there was nothing else to do in the afternoon anyway, and I just took their car out to buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone for Youheng, but as soon as the meal was served on the table, Huang Simeng's phone called: "Wait for me at home for dinner at noon, I have something urgent to find you......"

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After finishing work, today it seems to be keratitis, and the corners of my eyes hurt to death, begging for comfort and votes......