It was late at night, and there was still light outside the window, I don't know if it was the twinkling neon or the stars in the sky.

Xia Yang half leaned on the bed, took a deep breath, and tried his best to calm his emotions.

But even after taking a deep breath, she couldn't control the boredom in her heart, and the fire in her heart seemed to burn her up.

There was a little tear in her eyes, it was not hatred, it was anger and distress.

She turned her head to look out the window, and although she couldn't see anything, her gaze was fixed.

The sudden sound of the exhaust fan in the living room aggravated Xia Yang's annoyance, and she knew that it was her husband smoking again.

The exhaust fan aggravated Xia Yang's irritability, and she wanted to get angry.

But who can she send this anger to?

She couldn't vent, she had to endure it herself, but she was really uncomfortable.

In fact, Xia Yang is a very good-tempered person, her facial features are delicate and pure, and anyone who looks at her will think that she has a good temperament.

It is true that after so many years, Xia Yang has indeed had a good temper, but this good temper has continued until her child is in the second grade of primary school.

Xia Yang has a daughter named Wang Xue, eight years old this year, just arrived in the second grade of primary school, usually mother and daughter are like a person, in the first grade, Xia Yang did not care much about the child's learning, because the knowledge preschool has basically learned, so Wang Xue is not difficult.

Wang Xue is basically 100 points in every exam, and Xia Yang just needs to lead Wang Xue to play.

The relationship between the mother and daughter is also very good, very close, Xia Yang has never scolded Wang Xue.

But it all changed in the second grade.

In the second grade, Wang Xue changed the head teacher, this head teacher was transferred from another school, surnamed Yu, in his thirties, he looked okay, and he heard that he also had teaching experience in other schools.

But two days after the start of school, Teacher Yu gave Wang Xue and the others a booklet, which was a Chinese study sheet.

The booklet is very small, and the words in it Xia Yang feel not much bigger than ants.

Teacher Yu asked parents to accompany their children at home every day to prepare, and teach their children all the knowledge they will learn the next day, so that the children can master it.

To put it bluntly, that is, let the parents teach the next day's class at home.

Xia Yang is disgusted by this booklet, she herself used to be a substitute teacher when she was in her mother's house, she understands, parents and teachers teach, those are completely different things, and the concepts are different.

She also contacted her brother and daughter-in-law, who is a teacher at Wang Xue's school, and she also told Xia Yang, saying: Master the words and mathematics learned that day every day, read the texts to be learned the next day three times, and have an impression in your heart, you don't need to learn everything the next day's words, and figure it out, that is what the teacher wants to talk about in class.

Xia Yang also communicated with Teacher Yu on WeChat, but Teacher Yu didn't listen to Wang Xue at all, saying that what she sent down, others could do it, why couldn't Wang Xue do it?

These words choked Xia Yang half to death, yes, people are teachers, listen to others.

So no matter how helpless Xia Yang was, he could only go to tell Wang Xue about the things in the booklet every day.

But this booklet really made Xia Yang angry, no, the content of tonight is the new words of the fourth lesson, the new words on it are polyphonic words, there are four blanks, you must tell the child, and let the child write, let the child know.

Xia Yang can only pronounce three of these words, and she doesn't know one of them.

Xia Yang looked at his daughter's eyes, there was pleading and hope in those eyes, Xia Yang used his mobile phone to Baidu and found out that two are normal pronunciations, the other one is not commonly used, and the last one is a very obscure pronunciation, which ordinary people don't know at all and can't use it.

Don't talk about her, Xia Yang estimates that eighty percent of the people don't know.

Xia Yang put away his complicated thoughts and told the child, but Wang Xue didn't seem to understand, and kept asking what Xia Yang meant.

Xia Yang held back a fire in his heart, what does this teacher want to do, is this necessary? Even if she breaks it open and crumples it for the child, the child doesn't understand.

But she could only suppress her anger and slowly tell Wang Xue, but if she didn't understand, she could only fill in it as if she were a duck.

In the end, Wang Xue really didn't understand, Xia Yang could only let her copy according to her meaning.

Finally, the booklet was finished, and the math was also finished, Xia Yang looked at the watch, it was already half past nine.

"Alright, clean up, go wash and go to bed."

Xia Yang said a word, but he thought in his heart that he wanted to talk to Teacher Yu again, it really can't go on like this. Besides, the words on this booklet are too small, and the child can't see clearly when he is far away, and when he is close, isn't it forcing the child to be short-sighted?

"No, Mom, the teacher still wants us to copy the text, and the teacher said that if we don't finish copying it today, we will be punished three times tomorrow."

Wang Xue rubbed her eyes, she also wanted to sleep, she was very tired and sleepy, but her homework was not finished.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier? After eating, I still grind, what time will I write this? ”

Xia Yang frowned, and her tone was unconsciously stern, she usually doesn't get angry with her children, but the recent grievances about her children's homework really made her a little unbearable.

Wang Xue pouted and didn't say anything.

Xia Yang watched Wang Xue copying the text, she was anxious, but Wang Xue was not so eager.

Wang Xue has a bad habit, she loves to rub, obviously she also thinks it's late, but she still grinds, writes two words, and her hand can't help but want to play with it, Xia Yang frowned.

"Concentrate on writing, stop playing."

Xia Yang said Wang Xue patiently.

"Mom, are you going out? I'll come back later, I can't write well while you're here. ”

Wang Xue was also impatient, she felt that her mother had influenced her.

Xia Yang endured it, glanced at where Wang Xue had written, and then she went out.

In the living room, Xia Yang's husband Wang Jianguo smoked cigarettes while reading materials in a notebook and taking notes.

"The child hasn't finished writing yet, so if she finishes writing, let her go to sleep."

Wang Jianguo said in his mouth, but his eyes did not take off the computer screen, because they had recently had an exam for the post.

"She hasn't finished writing yet, she has too much homework."

Xia Yang washed the fruit, inserted a toothpick, and then served it in front of Wang Jianguo.

"You eat something, don't make it too late, I think you should be fine, it will definitely pass."

Xia Yang felt distressed for Wang Jianguo in her eyes, she knew that her husband was very hard, he had been a judge for many years, but now he had to take posts and exams, and her husband could only come back from work every day to memorize information.

"Okay, thank you daughter-in-law, you have worked hard, you watch the child finish writing, and you can rest early."

Wang Jianguo raised his head and smiled at Xia Yang, and then pulled Xia Yang's hand.

Xia Yang smiled at him and entered the back room with the fruit.

When Xia Yang was at the door of the child's room, she stopped for a moment, but did not go in, she was afraid of delaying the child's homework.