The moon and stars are scarce, and the night is sultry.

Su Mo walked on the side of the road, with a touch of melancholy on his expression.

Without a little electric donkey, he looks so lonely and desolate.

Although he doesn't need a small electric donkey to run takeaways, he even sometimes runs directly with the car in order to save trouble.

But the little electric donkey is not just a tool for him, but also a kind of work companionship and a kind of spiritual sustenance.

Only when he rides the little electric donkey, will he feel that he is really an ordinary person, working hard in a peaceful city.

But now, all of that was suddenly shattered by an accident.

"Damn car thief, don't let me get caught!"

Su Mo clenched his fists, and a thunderous sound erupted from his palm.

Even if he is extremely strong, killing monsters is like pinching chickens, and he is helpless against this unknown car thief.

However, the theft of the little electric donkey is also a regular event in the food delivery industry.

A delivery man who hasn't had a battery car stolen is not a good boxer.

Su Mo decided to go out tomorrow and buy another one, buy one with positioning, and see which car thief dares to stretch his claws again.

Just as he was thinking about it, the sound of firecrackers and the screams of passers-by were suddenly heard in the distance.

Su Mo looked up and saw two young girls running away in a panic.

In the grass of the green belt behind them, the exploding firecrackers still emitted a little smoke.

In the window on the fourth floor next to it, an eight- or nine-year-old child looked at the fleeing passers-by and smiled happily.

Su Mo frowned slightly and continued to walk forward.

The child grinned, hid behind the curtains, picked up a firecracker, lit it, and threw it at the roadside green belt.

Su Mo condensed his air hand and slapped it back.

The firecrackers fell back into the windows, crackling and exploding, mixed with the screams of children, and resounded throughout the building.

Soon, when the sound of the firecrackers died down, the child's screams immediately turned into cries of being beaten.

Su Mo hooked the corners of his mouth happily.

The evil fire of the stolen battery car has been slightly smoothed out.

Ten minutes later.

Su Mo returned to his door.

He adjusted his mood slightly, his usual smile on his face, and slammed open the brown-red door.

As soon as the door opened, I immediately heard Xiaomeng's cry.

Su Mo stood in the entrance and looked over in surprise.

I saw that Xiaomeng was pressed on the coffee table in the living room by the handmaiden, and the handgirl pinched a small leather whip condensed by black mist in her right hand, and pumped Xiaomeng's ass for a while.

Su Mo was surprised:

"What did this girl do, beating so hard?"

When the handmaiden heard this, she was angry:

"I taught her math for a long time, but she didn't know anything, such a simple problem, no matter how stupid she should remember, how could she do this?!"

Xiaomeng's eyes were red, and there were still two tear stains on his fleshy face, and the tears dripped down his smooth chin, and fell on the coffee table, turning into mist and disappearing.

She flattened her mouth, her little face was wronged, and she said with a crying voice:

"I'm not stupid at all, it's obvious that my sister is not good at teaching."

"Dare to talk back?"

The handmaiden raised the black mist whip again.

Su Mo hurriedly stepped forward to stop him:

"Forget it, Xiaomeng is still young, be more patient with children, don't you just have a little math problem, it's not a big deal if you can't solve it, don't take it too seriously, if it breaks, it's not good."

"Yes, yes, it's not good if it's broken."

Xiao Meng covered his buttocks, nodded busily, and slowly moved towards Su Mo's side.

Seeing this, the handmaiden hugged her arm and smiled slightly:

"It's not impossible if you don't fight, Xiaomo, you can teach her math problems, you don't need too much, ten questions are fine."

"It's only ten, and it's a trivial matter, wrapped up in me."

Su Mo's chest beat with a shocking sound, and he turned his head to look at Xiaomeng:

"Come, Xiaomeng, let's finish all the questions in the homework book, and show it to your female sister."

"Okay, let her see, Xiaomeng is smart!"

Xiaomeng sniffled, wiped the tears from her face, and crawled to the homework book.

Su Mo also came to the sofa and sat down, and when he saw the first question, he couldn't help but show a relaxed smile on his face.

He pointed to the topic and said to Xiaomeng in a gentle tone:

"You see how simple this first question is, it's impossible for our little dream not to be done, come, tell me, how many right angles does the square have?"

Xiaomeng was full of confidence and replied with a chest:

"One!"

Su Mo suspected for a moment that something was wrong with his ears.

"Why is it one?"

"Sister Hand said there is only one right angle."

Xiaomeng cautiously glanced at the hand girl.

Su Mo patiently replied:

"Sister Hand is right, there is indeed only one right angle, so how many are there here?"

"One."

"You look at me and count, one, two, three, four, how many?"

"One."

"Why only one?"

"If you've counted it, it's not a right angle."

"Then you count."

"One, one, one, one, you see, it's really one, right?!"

Looking at the righteous little dream, the smile on Su Mo's face gradually disappeared, and the corners of the hand girl's mouth slowly curled.

Half an hour later.

Su Mo turned his head to look at the handgirl on the side, and said expressionlessly:

"Whip."

The handmaiden smiled:

"I have ten here, which one do you want?"

"The thickest one."

……

Finally finished writing his math homework, Su Mo collapsed on the sofa with blank eyes, feeling more tired than having fought a battle with 100,000 red-clothed people.

Teaching children is really not taught by people, no wonder parents often see parents teaching their children to be angry and crying, or even being angry into the hospital.

I have to say, teaching is a great profession.

Su Mowu sighed to herself, and the hand girl with a bumpy figure walked down the stairs.

"Did Little Dream sleep?"

"Well," the handmaiden nodded and replied softly, "she just dreamed, and she was shouting in her dreams that I don't want to study math. ”

"I agree that you don't need to learn mathematics to a very advanced level, but you can't even understand the basics, you still have to learn what you should learn."

The handmaiden sighed softly:

"You and I are not good at education, I don't know how to teach children, it's really not good, let's find her a teacher, this money really can't be saved."

"It's not a matter of money," Su Mo pinched his brows and said helplessly, "You also know Xiaomeng's identity, she can't go to school like a normal child at all, her classmates are scared to death when they see her, no matter how much I hurt her, I can't let her hurt innocent people." ”

The handmaiden sat down beside him and patiently persuaded:

"I can use tricks to make her look like a normal child, and then seal her abilities so that she won't hurt others, and she hasn't formed a fixed three views yet, and she's young, even if she says that she is weird, others will only talk nonsense about her."

"But ......"

Su Mo was still a little hesitant.

The handmaiden looked at him and whispered softly:

"Recently, there has been chaos outside, in order to prevent students from going out and encountering danger, I have seen that many schools have started to teach online, if you think there is a problem with letting her go to school, we can first find a school that is better at online teaching, let her take online classes first, by the way, observe and observe, if the situation is within a controllable range, let her go to school in the future, what do you think?"

"Then let's do it first."

Seeing that Su Mo agreed, the black mist on the hand girl rippled slightly, and she looked very happy.

At this time, a message reminder suddenly came on the mobile phone.

Su Mo opened it and saw a message from Han Yingzhen:

"Brother Su, the ceremony materials will be ready by tomorrow morning at the latest, when do you think you will be free here?"

Su Mo thought for a moment and typed:

"Then tomorrow at 9:10 a.m."

Within two seconds, the other party immediately replied:

"I know, I'll leave everything to Brother Su."

Su Mo was about to say a few more words, when another message suddenly popped up on his phone.

The sender is Zhang Xuanyang.

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