Chapter 4: Good Boy

Until she opened the door, the little guy respectfully shouted hello teacher, she still couldn't believe it, and always felt that he would take out a water gun and shoot himself in the next second. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But he didn't, and after asking, he climbed into the chair with some difficulty and sat down obediently, and his little hands were upright on the desk, so that she didn't know how to react all of a sudden.

Coughed twice, cleared his throat, walked up to him and half-squatted down and said,

"That, Dongdong, my name is Lin Quanyi, the forest of the forest, the spring of the spring, do you know that the spring water rings dingdong?"

Dongdong's big eyes blinked, and his little head shook and nodded. The milky white skin, and the two flesh on the cheeks feel like they can pinch out the water.

She touched his head with a doting smile, wondering what kind of parents taught such a likable child.

"One is one, two, three, four, one, you don't have to call me teacher, you can call me Sister Koizumi."

"Okay, Sister Koizumi" He still shook his little head and nodded, his expression was very serious.

"Alright"

She clapped her hands and stood up, trying to make herself as lively as possible, and said in the tone of the host of the children's channel,

"Today, let's learn the twenty-six subtitles of English first, because we are still young, and we will learn the first five tonight."

In the third grade in the countryside, English is only available in the third grade, and Dongdong is only seven years old this year, which is indeed a little reluctant, so she plans to take her time and take out the English alphabet cards prepared in advance, and Dongdong suddenly stretched out her little hand.

"You don't need to raise your hand, you can say it directly if you have a problem."

Dongdong put down his little hand and obediently put it back on his chest, "Sister Xiaoquan, you can have twenty-six together, you can." ā€

She was stunned, could it be that he had already learned before, put the cardboard on the table, "Tell my sister, has a teacher taught it before?" ā€

He shook his head, and his body shook with him, "I learned secretly from my father's phone call."

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Secretly learned? ā€

She was a little incredulous, so she took out the cardboard and pointed to the letters for him to read, and sure enough, everyone could read them, and the pronunciation was very standard.

If she hadn't known that he hadn't been abroad, she wouldn't have believed that he had taught himself.

So she had to change the lesson plan and start teaching him to read some simple words such as apple, bed, pear, etc., and found that he read it very smoothly, remembered it at one time, and pronounced it standardly,

"Dongdong, these words taught by my sister, do you know it too?"

He nodded again.

She felt that it was necessary to re-understand the level of the child in front of her. So she spent the night trying to gauge his English.

As a result, at the junior high school level, I originally set the highest goal for teaching.

It's very good, has a foundation, and is easy to learn and sensible, doesn't the teacher like this kind of student the most?

But after teaching for more than a week, Lin Quanyi stared at Dongdong, who was frowning and doing the question, and finally couldn't help asking,

"Dongdong, why are you so well-behaved?"

Even she didn't realize that there was some distress in her voice.

In a week, she has never seen anyone except Aunt Li, every time she comes to Dongdong, she has finished eating, obediently sits on the desk reading books or doing homework, she will not say a word, she will not be unreasonable, she should go to the bath and bedtime, she doesn't need to say a word, she is terrible to be obedient.

And every time I asked Mr. Wang, Aunt Li said that she was in the company.

Dongdong's mother passed away two years ago, and she really told her, so she never mentioned it, but that doesn't mean she didn't pay attention.

With the sensitivity of studying law, on the first day, she found that there was no photo of Dongdong's mother at home, and it stands to reason that she was afraid of seeing the injury put away, but after a few days, she found that there were no photos of anyone, which had to make her strange.

The more I can't see it, the heavier my curiosity becomes, what kind of person is this Mr. Wang? Why leave your children home alone?

Dongdong didn't understand it very well, thinking that her words were exclamations and praise him, but he just looked up at her and lowered his head to do the question.

Aunt Li suddenly beckoned to her at the door and motioned for her to come out.

She touched Dongdong's head, stood up and walked out, "Is there anything wrong with Aunt Li?" ā€

Aunt Li's face was a little anxious, and she rubbed her hands in front of her, "Miss Lin, my grandson suddenly has a high fever, and my son and daughter-in-law are on a business trip again, look, can you help me take care of the little master tonight?" ā€

"Okay, Aunt Li, it's important that you go back first, you don't have to worry about it here."

Aunt Li seemed to be really anxious, so she hurriedly left after a few simple words.

When she returned to the room, Dongdong had already finished all the questions she had come up with, and only got two questions wrong.

She looked at her watch, it was already past eight o'clock, and said, "Dongdong, Aunt Li has something to do tonight, can my sister help you take a bath?" ā€

I thought he would say yes obediently as before, but I didn't expect him to suddenly look at her with some vigilance and say,

"No need, I can wash it myself"

"Can you?"

"Yes," he said, jumping off the stool and pouting his ass to the cupboard to pull out a set of pajamas.

Then I walked to the balcony, picked up the clothes pole next to me and stood on tiptoe slightly, grabbed the end with both hands to rub a towel on it, but the person was too short, and the clothes pole was not forked for a long time.

She walked over and took the clothes pole in his hand, forked the towel down and handed it to him.

"I don't think your teachers have taught you what children can't do, so ask adults for help."

Dongdong took the towel, rubbed the clothes next to him with his little hands, and slowly walked to the bathroom, turning on the light and closing the door with his little feet, and the sound of clicking locked from the inside.

It's quite stubborn, Lin Quanyi smiled helplessly, walked over and stood outside and knocked on the door,

"Wang Yu, do you need help?"

Wang Yu is Dongdong's real name, she really understands this child after getting along for so many days, she is well-behaved and sensible on the surface, but in fact, she is not very close to people in her heart.

Dongdong was padding the small bench to get the sprinkler at this time, and his little face was just blushing, and he said with difficulty,

"No"

Dongdong looked like he was just over a meter old, shorter than other seven-year-olds, so he said that she was still not at ease if he didn't need to, so he went to get a glass of boiling water, and walked around while drinking at the bathroom door, afraid that he would have something to help with.

After more than 20 minutes, Dongdong came out with his head exposed.

She immediately put the cup down and rubbed his head, "Why did you wash your hair?" ā€

"On Fridays, the odd number is washed, and the even number is not washed"

She smiled and took a dry towel to help him wipe his hair,

"Isn't Sunday and Monday going to be washed consecutively?"

He really thought about it seriously, his little face raised his eyes slightly, and he turned,

"Because on Sunday my dad will take me out to play, and I have to wash it for two days before it is clean."

I don't know if it's because his dad can still go out to play, his eyes are a little bright.

Lin Quan picked up the fine bangs in front of him and rubbed them carefully, "Where are you going to play?" ā€

"Well, go to the park first, then to the zoo, and if it's my birthday, Dad will take me to the amusement park! Finally there is the bookstore, sometimes ......"

When he said this, Dongdong's tone was full of pride and pride, just like showing off his toys with other children, and he completely lost the vigilance just now, and the conversation box opened all of a sudden.

But isn't this supposed to be a common place for parents and children in the city?

"Alright, let's go to bed first"

Pull him to the bed, although the room is heated, but still afraid that he will freeze, let him sit on the bed and cover the quilt.

took out a hair dryer and shook it in front of him, "Do you come by yourself or will I help you?" ā€

He blinked twice, his slightly curled eyelashes like the flapping wings of a butterfly,

"I won't"

She smiled and plugged in the electricity, "I thought you knew that it was better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish." ā€

"What? I don't understand."

Finally, there is something this little guy doesn't understand, and it's really ashamed to say that he can only play with ancient texts in front of this seven-year-old child.

"It means that it is better to teach someone how to fish than to give someone a fish."

Turn on the lowest set of wind and temperature, hold a hair dryer in one hand and gently blow his hair in the other, and the sound of the hair dryer wafering throughout the room.

Dongdong's small mouth opened, and Lin Quan turned off a hair dryer, "What did you say?" ā€

"Teach me, blow your hair"

Lin Quan was woken up by Dongdong in the morning, she rubbed her hair, "Why did I fall asleep, how many times is it?" ā€

"At half past seven, I'm going to have breakfast" Dongdong had already changed his clothes.

"Oh," she yawned, half-squinting and went into the kitchen to tinker.

Aunt Li called last night, saying that she had to accompany her grandson for two days and couldn't come to the needle, so she asked her to help take care of her for two days.

She didn't feel at ease when she was home alone, she wanted to wait for his father to come back before leaving, but somehow she slept on the sofa all night.

"Dongdong, doesn't your dad often come back at night?" She asked while eating breakfast.

Dongdong eats very well, the small bowl is placed upright, and he will not shake the stool, he only answered her words after eating the food in his mouth,

"Well, my dad is busy."

Are you so busy, leaving the children alone at home at night. Aunt Li also said that she had said hello to him, so he was relieved to let a stranger he had never met at his house, and he didn't even have a phone call.

For a whole day, she still didn't see anyone, and helped Dongdong get her bed, she finally couldn't hold it back,

"Dongdong, is your dad coming back tonight?"

"I don't know" he obediently lay down and covered the quilt, put his hands in front of him, closed his eyes and said, "Dad never tells me"

She put his little hand in it, "What's your dad's phone number?" ā€

He opened his eyes, and his face was a little vigilant, "What do you want my dad to call for?" ā€

"Because my sister is going back to school, I don't feel at ease when you're home alone at night."

"Go back, I'm not afraid."

In the end, she still asked for Mr. Wang's phone number from Zhenzhen, walked to the balcony and dialed it directly with her mobile phone, and it took more than 20 seconds to connect.

"Hello, is this Mr. Wang?"

"I am, who are you?"

The middle-aged man's voice was magnetic, and his tone was unhurried and gentle.

But this still did not reduce the fire in Lin Quanyi's heart, but had the momentum of growth, leaving his son alone at home was still so at ease, and his tone unconsciously brought a little choking,

"I'm your English tutor, I'm afraid you don't remember anymore, after all, you even forgot that your son was at home alone. I just want to ask you, are you still home tonight? ā€

The anger in her words was evident on the other end of the phone, and it took two or three seconds to answer, "I'll go back tonight," and hung up the phone.

As soon as she hung up the phone, she regretted it, why didn't she hold it back just now, although it was his fault, but after all, it was someone's family matter, and she, the bystander, didn't seem to have a position to accuse.

Knowing that he would come back, she was much more relieved to leave, and repeatedly confirmed that the door was locked before leaving.

She slept on the sofa last night and her back hurt, and she was weeding and watering in the yard during the day, she was dirty and tired, she just wanted to take a hot shower and go to bed.

When she was taking a shower in the dormitory, she turned on the maximum amount of water, and the water was very loud, and she still heard the sound of slamming the floor outside, accompanied by the slight tremor of the floor.

Grabbing his wet hair, he turned off the faucet, and asked vigilantly,

"Who?"