Xiaobai's winter vacation homework book is still brand new. It has not been touched at all. It only has the three characters "Bai Chunhua" written on the cover!
The letters are really big.
Under the name, there are the small characters "Grade 1, Class 2".
Nothing else moved, so Zhang Tan asked deliberately.
When Xiaobai heard this, his expression was a little stiff, his eyes rolled, and finally he honestly confessed that he didn't do it.
Zhang Tan told Xiaobai: "We can play, but we can't play all day long. We need to manage our time well and allocate some time to do winter vacation homework. In this way, we can combine work and rest, and we can play and do our homework at the same time."
Wouldn't it be great if you don't become an empty-headed fool?"
Xiaobai nodded, and then asked curiously: "Old man, was this how you studied before?"
Zhang Tan said: "Yes, I used to study like this. You see, I am so educated and well-educated now. This is how I got here. This is the result of hard work. You have to learn from me and work hard."
Xiaobai nodded, praised Zhang Tan and said, "This is your strong point."
Then she asked the old man: "Did your old man teach you this?"
"Yes, that's how my parents taught me, so I'll teach you the same way."
Hearing his parents, Xiaobai nodded, hesitated for a moment, hesitated to speak, and finally did not say anything.
Zhang Tan could tell and asked, "Is there anything you want to say?"
Xiaobai laughed, shook his head, and said loudly: "I'd better go find my homework book. Old man, you make up stories here, and I'll do my homework too."
Zhang Tan asked: "Are you tired? If you are tired, go take a shower first and then go to bed early. Don't rush to do your homework. We can start from tomorrow."
He was the one who told Xiaobai to do his homework, but now he is also the one who feels sorry for Xiaobai's tiredness. The old and novice man still needs to speed up his improvement in educating children, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.
Xiaobai jumped up and down a few times and said confidently: "I'm not tired at all. I'm very energetic now."
With that said, she quickly ran to her bedroom, quickly ran back with her small schoolbag, and sat down in front of her small desk, took out her winter vacation homework book and a pencil, and started working on the questions.
His brows soon furrowed.
As soon as I started writing, I encountered a problem.
Xiaobai started to ask questions after being serious for a while.
"Old man~ I don't know how to do this question, please teach me."
"Old man~ This is so difficult."
"Old man, is there something wrong here in the homework book? Come over and take a look."
"I didn't know it was so difficult to cry."
"I don't want to do it, I'm so angry~"
Zhang Tan simply gave up his work and sat next to Xiaobai to do homework with her.
Zhang Tan didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that since he sat next to Xiaobai, Xiaobai became more energetic, became more serious about his homework, and his concentration was super concentrated, and the questions seemed not that difficult.
After a while, Zhang Tan was convinced that this was not an illusion, but a fact.
He suddenly thought to himself that it was his responsibility that Xiaobai didn't do his homework during the winter vacation. As a father, he never accompanied Xiaobai to do his homework. He always hoped that Xiaobai would become self-aware, but children at this age are curious and playful.
At that time, it was too difficult for her to consciously do her homework every day.
Zhang Tan quickly realized that he had neglected his duties in the past. If Xi'er hadn't secretly told him that Xiaobai didn't do his winter vacation homework, he might still not be able to remember it.
Compared to Xi'er, he had too little supervision over Xiaobai.
Xi'er often secretly looks through Xiaobai's homework, but he doesn't know how to do it.
When Zhang Tan decided to correct himself, he gave Xi'er a thumbs up, gave her a small gift, and told her to keep up her efforts and report the news at any time.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhang Tan volunteered to stop today's homework and take a shower first, then get ready for bed.
Xiaobai looked at the results of her efforts and found three pages in her homework book, which was equivalent to the results of her previous days' work.
The child showed off to the old man, then put his pencil and winter vacation homework book into his schoolbag, sang a song and went to take a bath. Soon her singing voice came from the bathroom.
While Xiaobai was taking a bath, Zhang Tan was not idle. He was carefully checking Xiaobai's winter vacation homework book, planning to pick out those questions that Xiaobai had done wrong and explain them to her tomorrow.
It's quiet at night, but only relatively.
Having just returned to Pujiang from Baijia Village, Zhang Tan could clearly feel that in Pujiang, although Little Red Horse Academy is in an excellent location and is surrounded by trees, it is relatively quiet at night. However, compared with Baijia Village, the noise can be clearly felt
, after all, it is a megacity, a city that never sleeps by the sea.
It is snowing heavily in Baijia Village, while the moon and stars are sparse in Pujiang River. Although the weather is cold and gloomy, there is no sign of snow.
Xiaobai lay on the bed, and Zhang Tan turned off the lights in the bedroom, leaving only a desk lamp, lowered the brightness, sat by the bed, opened a storybook, and prepared to tell a bedtime story.
Xiaobai obviously had some psychological shadow over his bedtime story. Before he started telling it, he specifically told him that there must be a little princess and a little snowman.
Zhang Tan promised that the little princess would have it, the little snowman would have it, and everything would be there.
This time the story does have a little princess, a little snowman, and even a fire-breathing dragon.
The little princess was kidnapped by the fire-breathing dragon. The king was very anxious. He and the queen got angry and turned around, leaving holes in the floor. They called for the most heroic warriors in the country and asked them to find the princess.
Come back and defeat the fire-breathing dragon...
"...In the cave, there are gems and gold everywhere. This is the lair of the fire-breathing dragon. The little princess was caught here anyway. At this moment, the sound of one, two, three wooden men sounded in the lair. If you look carefully, oh, it turned out to be
The little princess and Charizard were playing the wooden man game. The little princess had a red face and a cheerful voice. Not only did she not suffer, but she was also very happy. The little princess said to Charizard, who was standing motionless and playing the wooden man, "Ah ha."
, I saw your little tail, it moved, you lose! Charizard's face turned red and said, me me me, ow~ If you say that again, I will eat you. He opened his big mouth, that mouth
It was really big and could fit several little princesses in it. But the little princess was not afraid at all because she was a brave little princess. She took a few steps towards the fire-breathing dragon, reached out and touched the scales on its body and said, I
I saw your hidden tail, you didn’t catch me to eat me, you just like me, right?..."
Xiaobai, who was sleeping on the bed, had his eyes shining brightly. When he heard the excitement, he kicked his legs under the quilt excitedly and suddenly said: "Why doesn't the baby come?"
What Xiaobai means is that for such a nice story tonight, but Xiwawa is not here, we will suffer a big loss.
Zhang Tan told a story about a fire-breathing dragon and a little princess, which made Xiaobai quickly slap his hands.
This bedtime story is actually a failure, because the purpose of the bedtime story is to coax the children to sleep in bed. But after listening to the story, the children not only did not feel sleepy at all, but also became energetic and clamored to listen to another one.
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Zhang Tan had to add another one, and after talking for three times, he forcefully asked Xiaobai to go to bed because it was already very late.
If you don’t want to listen, don’t listen, and save it for tomorrow. Xiaobai decided that tomorrow she would call Xiwawa over, and the two of them would sleep together and listen to the story.
Just when Zhang Tan closed the storybook and was about to turn off the lights and go out, Xiaobai called out to him.
"Good night, little Bai Chunhua," Zhang Tan said.
Xiaobai also said good night, as if he had something to say but didn't feel uncomfortable.
Zhang Tan then asked, "What's the matter? Do you have something to say to the old man? If you do, just say it. Let's talk about what's on our mind."
Xiaobai thought for a while and asked a little uneasily: "Old man, where is my mother?"
…
Zhang Tan returned to his room, thinking about Xiaobai's question just now.
In fact, of course Xiaobai knew where her mother had gone. During the Chinese New Year, they went to visit her mother's grave. The reason why she asked about it tonight was just that she had forgotten it for a moment.
