Jiang Chen couldn't help but want to laugh.
Lao Jiang earnestly encouraged students to learn, and finally offered a one-day housework experience card.
Sweeping, mopping, laundry, cooking.
Sun Yuhong and Jiang Chen sat at the dining table and watched Lao Jiang work.
Sun Yuhong grabbed a handful of melon seeds and placed them in front of Jiang Chen. She looked at Jiang Zhiwei who was mopping the floor and pointed to the cabinet.
"Wipe it carefully, the dust over there isn't even wiped clean."
Jiang Chen couldn't bear to see his father sweating so much in the autumn.
After all, the two of them share the same blood, and he still has his own blood flowing through him.
then……
Jiang Chen brought a melon seed to the hard-working Lao Jiang.
"Dad, you've worked hard, eat something."
"Son, why do you feel so sorry for him? Mom does this every day, and your dad doesn't take the initiative to help, so he teaches you your skills verbally."
After Sun Yuhong finished speaking, she threw the melon seed skins on the ground, which made Father Jiang frown.
"Why are you frowning? When you ate melon seeds before, you threw the peels all over the floor. What did I say to you?"
Father Jiang had no choice but to sweep Sun Yuhong's leftover melon seed shells into the dustpan.
Seeing that Jiang Zhiwei didn't speak, Sun Yuhong began to comfort Jiang Chen again:
"Don't listen to your dad's nonsense. I'm telling you, kid, you are much better than your dad, and you also know how to help mom with work."
After saying that, he rolled his eyes at Father Jiang who was working.
"It's not like someone who talks big truths but doesn't do any work at all!"
Lao Jiang had no choice but to go outside to take out the trash dejectedly.
Seeing that the old man was gone, Sun Yuhong turned around and touched Jiang Chen's hand, and asked with a smile:
"My child, did you go to have dinner with your little roommate last night?"
"Um...yes." Jiang Chen thought of what Father Jiang said before and felt a little guilty.
How should we introduce Lin Shirou to them then...
"What's wrong? Your dad said he's seen it too. He said he's called Yijun. Your dad is so guarded and guarded against your premature love that he's acquiescing to it. What are you worried about?"
Sun Yuhong was worried that her son would stop falling in love after going too far, so she quickly comforted him.
Jiang Chen was cracking melon seeds, his hands shaking a little.
Mom...I'm not worried that my dad won't be happy...
I'm worried that the attempt to draw water from a bamboo basket will be in vain...
He needs to think more carefully and plan what he will do when he goes to college.
The Shura Field is still far away from me, so I won’t consider it for the time being.
The main thing is to consider college.
He didn't want to take the college entrance examination. In the TV series, everyone went their separate ways after the college entrance examination. The painful literature was disgusting.
In this case, you can only study hard and get more points.
The higher the score, the more choices.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chen stood up and said solemnly to Sun Yuhong.
"Mom, I'm going back to study."
"Have a rest... take a break, kid. Didn't you just finish the exam?" Sun Yuhong was puzzled.
"Mom, time is precious."
Jiang Chen no longer coveted the momentary pleasure, and reviewed step by step according to the prepared study plan.
Sit down at your desk and take out two notebooks.
Jiang Chen looked at the different handwriting on it, feeling a little uncomfortable with Sunday's leisure time.
I don’t know what they are doing this Sunday?
…
"teacher."
In the afternoon, Han Yutong knocked on Tan Xinrong's door.
"Han Yutong is here? Come in quickly."
Tan Xinrong smoothed the few hairs on his bald head and looked at Han Yutong.
Different from him in school before, Tan Xinrong now has a smile, and the fat flesh on his face is squeezed together.
"How's it going? How do you feel about math this time?"
"The teacher's teachings are great! I feel like I can do it very easily!" Han Yutong praised sincerely.
In the past, she used to find Tan Xinrong to make up lessons in the study room on Saturdays, but she was not used to the coming and going of people.
After taking the test, she felt that her score was good and she made up her mind.
Don’t be afraid of hardship or tiredness, and strive for 120 in mathematics!
"Okay, okay, teacher, I'll give you some water."
Han Yutong sat at the desk and looked at Tan Xinrong's house.
Tan Xinrong's home looks like a very ordinary two-bedroom apartment.
The bedroom doors were open and no one else was in sight.
Han Yutong was a curious baby. When he saw Tan Xinrong bringing tea, he asked.
"Isn't the teacher married?"
"It's over, let's take the kid to a hobby class."
Tan Xinrong put the tea on the table and asked Han Yutong with a smile.
"What are Han Yutong's usual hobbies?"
Han Yutong originally wanted to play games, but was a little embarrassed in front of the teacher.
So she thought for a while and said.
"Martial arts, right?"
"Martial arts?"
When Tan Xinrong heard this, his hands trembled, water splashed in the cup, and he frowned because it was so hot.
He quickly wiped his hands with a napkin.
"Yeah, I'm good at close combat, taekwondo, and grappling."
Han Yutong took the water from Tan Xinrong and raised his face, feeling quite proud.
"I even won the championship."
"Teacher has tutored so many students... This is the first time I heard of girls who like martial arts..."
Tan Xinrong wiped the sweat from his forehead as he spoke.
"Let's learn math. You first do a paper."
"Good teacher!"
Han Yutong immediately started working on the paper. Tan Xinrong came next to her and looked at the direction of the paper.
"Teacher, I'm not used to people looking at me next to me."
Han Yutong frowned. As soon as Tan Xinrong sat next to her, she felt a little uncomfortable and immediately sat further away.
"Ah, okay, okay, teacher, I won't disturb you anymore, you can study."
Tan Xinrong stood up and sat on the sofa looking at his phone.
The afternoon passed slowly.
Han Yutong took the exam for two hours and listened to the questions for nearly two hours.
Han Yutong’s evaluation is:
I feel that the topic of the lecture is not as good as...Jiang Chen.
But all in all there is no problem.
Tan Xinrong had taught mathematics for more than ten years, and the experience and skills he had accumulated were an eye-opener for her.
"Look at this inequality, we have to use the scaling method..."
Before Tan Xinrong finished speaking, he heard a knock on the door outside the house.
"Who?"
Tan Xinrong said loudly.
"I'll open the door, teacher."
Han Yutong was also a little tired from studying. In order to touch the fish, he immediately got up and opened the door.
As soon as he opened the door and looked at the mushroom-headed girl outside the house, Han Yutong smiled.
"Momo, do you also come to the teacher's tutoring station?"
"Han Yutong?"
Mo Mo opened his mouth slightly, looking a little surprised.
"You...you are also..."
"Yeah, I'll be done soon."
"It's Mo Mo, come in." Tan Xinrong also shouted over there.
"Come on, come in."
Han Yutong conveniently brought a pair of slippers to Mo Mo.
Mo Mo also entered the room and stood there a little awkwardly, holding his schoolbag strap tightly with his little hands.
"Mo Mo, you go and sit on the sofa first. I'll finish explaining the questions to Han Yutong and then I'll explain it to you after she leaves."
"Okay...ok..." Mo Mo nodded lightly.
Han Yutong had long been impatient with his studies. He heard about an inequality in the elective question and talked to Tan Xinrong.
"Teacher, I have something else to do, so I'll go home first."
"Go ahead, be safe on the road."
Seeing Han Yutong was about to leave, Tan Xinrong stuffed an apple into her hand with a smile.
"This is the apple the teacher just bought. It's so sweet."
"Thank you, teacher!"
Han Yutong nodded to express his gratitude, put on his schoolbag and left Tan Xinrong's house.
The door closed with a click. Tan Xinrong looked at the girl with mushroom hair behind him and waved to her to sit down.
"Come on, Momo, it's your turn."
Mo Mo bit her lip and spoke in a low voice.
"Teacher...can you please stop letting me sit in your arms..."
