As soon as she entered the door, Mu Nian'an received the eyes of her ninth brother, as if she hadn't seen it, she said generously: "Mr. Liu has taken class, and after being educated by me, he is now better, and he won't make any more trouble." Let's stop mentioning the matter of Huanyu Finance in front of her, it is rare for her to feel ashamed again. ”

Feng Jiuye: "............"

Cookie: "??? ”

Lao Huang was embarrassed, coughing and planning to go into the kitchen to hide again.

It seems that the smoke of this war is not over yet.

Liu Bingbing smiled: "Letting you teach me a lesson is the biggest shame in my life." ”

Mu Nianan pretended to be surprised: "Eh, is that so?" I thought your greatest shame was for letting the old viper put on a swing. ”

Liu Bingbing held back two words for a long time: "Slut." ”

Mu Nian'an smiled very happily: "Sluts specialize in treating you." ”

Then sit comfortably on the sofa and continue to brush the sand sculpture drama.

Liu Bingbing was recently suspended at home, and she is almost moldy. She used to be so busy every day that she didn't even have time to sleep, but now that she is suddenly free, she doesn't know what to do with these long days and nights.

The sand sculpture is about to wear this drama is too popular, and countless tap water spontaneously Amway. Liu Bingbing was really idle, so he clicked in with the mentality of seeing what good things Huanyu Entertainment could come up with.

I can't stop looking at it, up, especially up.

She glanced at it and knew that this was the content that had not been updated yet, and it must have been Mu Nian'an who took advantage of his position to get the episodes that had not yet been updated: "From the beginning of the day, I was stuck in a fatal place the day before yesterday, and whether I did it or not, I was about to die." ”

Mu Nian'an was accompanying Ye Lingbi for the second time, and he didn't mind watching it from the beginning again, and after playing it from the beginning with the remote control, he also brought over the dim sum that had been cooled: "Do you want to eat?" Brother Jiu made it himself. ”

Liu Bingbing: "Don't eat, I'll eat right away, what kind of snacks to eat." I ate too much dim sum, and I won't be able to eat for a while. ”

Mu Nianan ate his own snacks, and was a little surprised: "You also chase sand sculpture dramas, I didn't see it." ”

"It's too idle to be unemployed at home." Liu Bingbing glanced at it twice and began to scold: "I knew that the screenwriter did it on purpose, and the male and female protagonists definitely didn't do it." It's just to whet the audience's appetite. Dog stuff! ”

Mu Nian'an said slowly: "No, the male and female protagonists did it." The male and female protagonists who kissed in the first episode, how could it be delayed until the fifth episode and they didn't go to bed. Just when you think the two of them are definitely not going to go to bed, they both ......"

Liu Bingbing roared: "Mu Nian'an!" Spoilers to the death of the whole family!! ”

Mu Nian'an smacked her tongue and ate the dim sum deliciously.

Spoiler, Jinnima's cool!

Lao Huang and Biscuits, as well as Feng Jiuye, the three men hid in the kitchen for a small meeting.

Lao Huang said: "Ninth Master, I look at that posture...... It doesn't look like it's going to war. ”

Feng Jiuye: "I shouldn't have to worry about it. ”

Cookie: "Definitely not worry. If the second aunt and Aunt Liu hadn't shaken hands and made peace, Uncle Ye would not have let the two of them be alone together. That's too dangerous. ”

Feng Jiuye nodded: "Well, I think it is, too." Lingbi is not such an irresponsible person. ”

Lao Huang sighed: "The relationship between women is sometimes really incomprehensible. Can't guess. ”

Biscuit: "No, the second aunt and Aunt Liu are easy to guess." If the two of them respect each other, it means that there is a problem between the two of them, and it is a big problem. Scolding like this, I don't worry about the two of them anymore. ”

Feng Jiuye was amused by him, this kid is really a little ghost: "Well, you are worried about the two of them." ”

Huang Zihao probed: "Dad, Uncle Jiu, biscuits, what are you talking about." Count me in. Aunt Mu and the aunt she didn't know quarreled again, and she had a headache. ”

Even if it is a quarrel between women, it is a headache for men, regardless of age. As long as the women quarrel, the men's choices are surprisingly consistent: hide, hide as far as you want.

It didn't take long for Ye Lingbi and Feng Yao, who came back from their strong labor, to also hide in the kitchen.

Fortunately, the kitchen of Feng Jiuye's private annex is very large, and it will not feel crowded when it is for seven or eight men.

Ye Lingbi has two big heads: "How can the two of them quarrel after watching a sand sculpture drama?" ”

Feng Yao: "When will Mr. Quan come back, if he doesn't come back, I really can't live this day." ”

As soon as he entered the door, the young lady and Mr. Liu shouted for him to choose, whether the male protagonist was more handsome or the second male lead was more handsome. Kill him if you don't choose. He almost died on the spot for both of them.

Biscuit sat on the cabinet on the marble countertop, dangling two little short legs: "Where did the second uncle go?" ”

"When I met an old acquaintance, I exchanged pleasantries." Ye Lingbi stuffed a glass of milk for the little guy, and pointed to Huang Zihao, who was obediently lying on the cupboard and writing papers: "Old Huang, your son?" He doesn't look like you. Much more handsome than you. ”

When the father heard others praise his son, it was called a proud, and Ye Dong, who thought that he was actually cheap-mouthed and venomous, could also listen. If he wants to build a good relationship with someone, it's really a matter of minutes.

But most of the time, Ye Lingbi doesn't need to take the initiative to have a good relationship with anyone, and he doesn't need to talk to anyone. So this led to Ye Lingbi always having a cheap and poisonous tongue, especially undercuting.

Huang Zihao raised his head, smiled at Ye Lingbi obediently, and then called Feng Jiuye: "Uncle Jiu, you can help me take a look at this problem, our teacher said that there are at least six ways to solve this problem, but I can only come up with three ways to think about it." ”

The teacher asked them to only need to solve the problem, and there was no need to come up with all the ways to solve the problem. But he just wanted to try to come up with all the ways to solve the problem.

Feng Jiuye looked at it and was a little embarrassed: "I am a liberal arts student, and physics is not my strong point." I can only think of the three solutions you have already figured out. Lingbi, you graduated from the University of Science and Technology, you show Zihao. ”

Ye Lingbi was happy, picked up the biscuits that were sitting on the cupboard and ate snacks, and stuffed them into Huang Zihao's arms: "Can I still be used for junior high school physics questions?" Killing chickens with a knife was used. Biscuits, go, give my brother a lecture. ”

Huang Zihao: "............"

Biscuit patted the back of Huang Zihao's hand: "Brother, don't feel embarrassed, I received an education method that was promoted by pulling seedlings, so I learned a little more than you." ”

Huang Zihao: "Then, then I'll trouble you." ”

"No, it won't. I'll take a look at the question first. Biscuit picked up the physics paper, looked at it seriously, and asked Huang Zihao a few questions: "Have you learned this?" ”

Huang Zihao nodded: "I haven't learned it in school yet, but the teacher in my cram school has already taught it." I know. ”

Biscuit seriously became a little teacher: "That's easy." You see, this question ......"

Lao Huang looked at the biscuit that was only up to his son's chest and was giving his son a lecture, and he had an indescribable feeling.

Regardless of the issue of genetic talent, the children educated by the aristocratic elite are different from the children educated by ordinary exams. The gap is too big.

The gap between children from wealthy elites and children from ordinary families is widened little by little.

He understood a little bit what Mr. Mu's insight, vision, and way of thinking often talked about.

What made him envious and jealous the most was not that the young master of Biscuit was better at learning than his son, and his knowledge was wider than that of his son. It is the humble character and elegant manners that the young master of biscuits has developed since he was a child, and has received a good education.

Master Biscuit will take care of his son's self-esteem intimately, and in order not to make his son feel embarrassed by being taught by a little broken child, he will say things that make his son less embarrassed.

Ye Lingbi saw the greedy expression on Lao Huang's face and chuckled.

This is the godson he is proud of.

The stinky boy grew up so well, but it was not Shaoting's credit alone, he had to have at least half of the credit.

Relying on Shaoting alone to raise big biscuits, Shaoting has to be exhausted to death. That is, when Brother Shaogong and his sister-in-law had just had an accident, Shaoting seemed to be crazy and imprisoned the biscuits by his side, not allowing the biscuits to leave his sight. When Biscuit was about one and a half years old, Shaoting's mentality was much better.

At that time, he helped Shaoting raise the biscuits, a handful of and a handful of urine. In the matter of raising biscuits, his godmother, who is a grandmother, really didn't do anything, what did he do.

It can be said that the biscuits were raised by Shaoting and him.

Huang Zihao is very smart, Lao Huang's thousands of dollars and thousands of dollars of cram school money were not in vain, and the biscuit threw out a solution idea, Huang Zihao was not only able to figure it out at once, but he could also draw inferences from one case and understand it thoroughly. There are a total of eight ways to solve the problem, and the biscuit told Huang Zihao about two, and the rest was all thought up by Huang Zihao himself.

Biscuit couldn't help but give him a thumbs up: "Brother, you are really powerful." This has already involved the knowledge of physics in high school, are you all self-taught? ”

Huang Zihao's face was flushed when he was praised by this younger brother who was half younger than himself: "The cram school teacher said it." You're amazing, you know all about high school physics. You're only seven years old! ”

Cookie smiled, very modest, not arrogant at all: "I'm okay, the main thing is that my tutor is very good." Brother Zihao, you study really hard. I have to learn from you. ”

"Come on!" Ye Lingbi patted the back of his son's head angrily: "No matter how hard you work, you have to learn to be stupid." It's good to be humble, but don't be too modest. Study hard, Huang Zihao is really not as good as you. ”

No child can study harder than a cookie. No matter how many adults there are, that's not as good as a cookie. Anyway, he can't compare to his godson.

Biscuit anxiously glared at his godfather with his big eyes, even if it was the truth, he couldn't say it, he gave Brother Zihao a lecture, Brother Zihao was already embarrassed, he still said this, Brother Zihao must be very embarrassed!

Feng Jiuye smiled: "You all study hard, and the education methods are different, Zihao doesn't have to feel embarrassed, and there is no need to deliberately maintain anything about cookies." Your deliberate compliment is what embarrasses Zihao the most. ”

Biscuit and Huang Zihao both nodded obediently, and said in unison: "Uncle Nine, I know." ”

Lao Huang felt that he had to do something, otherwise this father would be too a failure, he didn't have the ability to give his son a lecture, he couldn't afford to give his son an aristocratic elite education, and couldn't he help his son hire the best family teacher?

He hurriedly asked, "Biscuits, can you give me the contact information of your family teacher, and I will also ask someone to give you Brother Xiaohao tutoring." ”

The little guy's expression was a little embarrassed: "...... Contact information you have, it is ......"

"Let's just say it, his tutors are me and Shaoting and Liu Bingbing." Ye Lingbi shook his fingers: "Mathematics, physics and chemistry are mainly taught by me to biscuits, you can't afford it." ”

Lao Huang: "............"

Sorry for the interruption, farewell!

Ye Lingbi leaned on Feng Jiuye's shoulder: "Spend money to hire me as a tutor, you can't afford to hire me in your life." But as far as the relationship between the two of us is concerned, it is nothing to be a tutor for Zihao. ”

Lao Huang waved his hand again and again: "No, no, don't bother Ye Dong." ”

What are you kidding, Ye Dong, who can't afford to spend money, to be a tutor for his son for free?

Isn't that tormenting him?