"Don't inquire about things in society."

Yu Feiwan snorted lightly, and he would never mention it in detail.

Can she say that she was also left out of class in second-grade math class?

Perhaps, this has more or less something to do with genetics.

The corners of Lin Haihong's eyes were slightly curved, and a smile hung on his lips, as if he had guessed the answer.

didn't ask any more questions, but naturally diverted the topic to tell the interesting things in the class, and the voice was as light as a breeze blowing through the fingertips.

The sunset on the horizon fell softly on the two of them, reflecting the smiling faces of Yu Feiwan and Lin Haihong, warm and soft.

Lin Haihong's best thing is reading, but he has never been a dead reader.

Therefore, all the stories told by Lin Haihong's mouth add a bit of elegant humor.

Chatting about interesting things in the sunset, it seems as if the whole world is standing still, and it seems as if time flies very fast.

"It's not too late."

When Yu Feiwan suppressed her voice and laughed forward and leaned back, Yu Ping hugged her from behind like a bird, rubbing her shoulders with attachment.

Lin Haihong looked at the picture in front of him sideways, and only felt that his heart was quiet and soft.

It's also his family.

Save him from fire and water, let him see the light of life in front, and treat him warmly behind.

It is enough to remember these bits and pieces in my heart forever.

"Where's Jiaojiao?"

Yu Feiwan habitually kneaded Yu Ping's fingertips and asked softly.

Yu Ping looked tired and lazy, and she couldn't do it, "She is still correcting her mistakes." ”

"Teacher Chen is so fierce." Yu Ping suddenly approached Yu Feiwan, looked around cautiously, and whispered and complained.

"It's really fierce."

"Look, my palms are red."

Yu Ping sniffed lightly and said pitifully.

Yu Feiwan lowered his head slightly, exhaled a few times like a child, and said comfortingly, "Teacher Chen also wants Pingping to study harder, and he is also kind." ”

"Pingping is not allowed to hold grudges in her heart."

Once there is a hatred towards the teacher of a certain subject, the subject is considered to be completely finished.

Only by kissing his teacher can he believe in his way and enjoy learning.

"Shh

"It's not too late, you be quiet."

"I don't hold a grudge, it's just a little painful, I still like Mr. Chen very much."

"Hmph, you blow it for me again."

Yu Ping spread out her palm and put the pestle on Yu Feiwan's lips.

Seeing that Yu Ping's words did not seem to be a lie, Yu Feiwan also breathed a sigh of relief, and willingly coaxed Yu Ping with various childish methods.

Lin Haihong looked down at his white and pure hands, and secretly wondered when he would be able to coax his cousin Feiwan, but it was too difficult for the teacher to punish him.

Alas......

It's not easy to be punished, Haihong sighed.

Yu Feiwan's afterglow caught a glimpse of Lin Haihong with a distressed face, and he took time out of his busy schedule to care, "What are you worried about?" ”

Lin Haihong is speechless.

After a while, Yu Fengjiao also came out of the classroom with her schoolbag in her red eyes, and her little shoulders twitched.

Yu Fengjiao is surrounded by Teacher Chen.

Teacher Chen bowed his head and admonished as he walked.

Yu Ping saw Teacher Chen's figure from a distance, and instantly stood straighter than the poplar tree striving for the top, and her spirit changed greatly, as if she had changed people.

Yu Feiwan held back a smile, and his expression was a little twitching.

Pingping, who was still leaning on her shoulder just now and humming and chirping, saying that her hands hurt and her arms were sleepy and hungry, seemed to have swallowed a panacea in the blink of an eye.

Yu Feiwan thought that even if Teacher Chen gave the order to Pingping to run a thousand meters now, Pingping wouldn't even blink her eyes.

That's the power of a teacher.

"Hello teacher."

Yu Ping said hello obediently.

Teacher Chen smiled.

Just when Yu Feiwan thought she was going to pass by, Teacher Chen was caught off guard and beckoned to her, "Feiwan." ”

Yu Feiwan: ???

She?

Yu Feiwan followed Teacher Chen.

It wasn't until a short distance was made that the voice could not be heard that Teacher Chen sighed and said quietly, "Teacher, look at the children in your family, you are the backbone, and you have the demeanor of a little adult, and they all listen to you, so the teacher has something to talk to you about." ”

"About Pingping and Fengjiao?" Yu Feiwan's heart couldn't help sinking.

"It's mainly about Feng Jiao." Teacher Chen's voice was like a twilight, heavy and heavy.

"Although Pingping is not very smart, she is not impetuous, and she is positive and optimistic, step by step, and it is not a big problem to keep up with the progress and go to school step by step."

"Maybe after laying a solid foundation, her grades can still go up."

"I have a lot of confidence in Pingping."

"But Feng Jiao is different."

"The teacher is not favoring one over the other, he just wants to understand and prescribe the right medicine."

"Pingping said that your father is hospitalized, and your mother is busy with her feet not touching the ground, so I'll talk to you first."

"During this time, I observed that Feng Jiao's child was an acute child, and as a latecomer, an acute child is definitely not a good thing."

"The more impatient you are, the more stable you are."

"Also, is she putting too much pressure on herself?"

"You can also persuade more when you go home, you can't become a fat man by eating in one go."

"Diligence can make up for clumsiness, but talent and whether you are enlightened are also indispensable."

"Don't push her too hard."

Yu Feiwan heard the meaning of Teacher Chen's words.

Yu Fengjiao is probably really not a piece of reading material.

Thirteen years old.

It stands to reason that with the mental development level of a thirteen-year-old, he can fully cope with the difficulty of learning in the second grade.

Actually, she also found out.

On the same topic, Lin Haihong talked about it in simple terms, Yu Ping can draw inferences after fully mastering the knowledge points, but Yu Fengjiao can't.

For Yu Fengjiao, a question is a question.

Changing the number and the way of asking the question is a completely new and another question.

Maybe he really has no talent for learning.

"It's not too late, the teacher doesn't mean anything else, and I haven't thought about giving up Feng Jiao."

"I just want to say that we can do what we can, and all roads lead to Rome."

"With you and Haihong Zhuyu in front, Pingping and Fengjiao will inevitably catch up, but talent is really not something that can be made up for by chasing."

"The teacher is also worried that Feng Jiao will push the string in her heart too tightly, but hurt herself."

"That's all for today, it's getting late, so you should go home early."

"After a while, when your house is free, I may go for a home visit."

Teacher Chen reached out and patted Yu Feiwan's shoulder and walked straight forward.

After a short period of effort, Yu Ping and Yu Fengjiao's hearts were raised high, and their little ears were erected high, but they couldn't hear anything.

As soon as Teacher Chen left, he became timid.

In the end, it was Yu Ping who moved small steps, pulling Yu Feiwan's sleeve, and Ai Ai was frightened, "Is Mr. Chen suing?" ”

"Is it me and Feng Jiao's performance that makes Teacher Chen dissatisfied?"

Because of fear, Yu Ping's voice unconsciously cried.

The big round eyes were silently filled with mist.

(End of chapter)