The infusion was soon over, and the uncle and nephew took Xiao Yue to the hospital.
Xue Zhilan was sorry to bother Xue Ling and explained: "Just find a bus stop to let us off. I will take Xiaoyue to take the bus, pack some luggage first, and then take him to our place."
"Uncle, how can there be such a truth!" Xue Ling said: "I have nothing to do anyway, I just want to send Buddha to the West!"
Xue Zhilan stopped: "What time is it? We bothered you so much in the afternoon that you didn't even take a nap. Why do you have the nerve to trouble you again?"
"Uncle, why are you being polite to me?" Xue Ling said with a smile: "I am a very good free driver. I have never been deducted a point for driving for many years. I am trustworthy!"
Xue Zhilan's grandfather and grandson both laughed.
Xiao Yue was like an excited bird that had just escaped from its cage, shouting: "Aunt Ling, can I go to your house on the weekend? I want to feed the koi, but I miss them! They are so beautiful!"
"Of course." Xue Ling readily agreed and said, "You are welcome at any time!"
Xiao Yue laughed happily and held Xue Zhilan's hand.
"Grandpa, let's play chess when we have free time in the evening. I'll do my homework faster, just give me ten minutes. I'm not greedy, just one game is enough. Really, just one game is enough."
Xue Zhilan secretly felt sorry for her and whispered lovingly: "Okay, from now on we will live together and we can play chess at any time. When you are on holiday, we will play chess every day."
"Then can I be as good as Sister Xin?" Xiao Yue smiled bitterly: "Last time I pulled her to fight with me, but I lost after a few moves."
Xue Zhilan smiled and explained: "Your sister Xin is already a professional master. Even I can't beat her, let alone you, a newbie! Learning chess requires talent, and it requires years of persistence and practice.
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"Oh." Xiao Yue shook his head: "Then I still don't want it."
Xue Zhilan said warmly: "You can learn it as a pastime. It's good to play a few games when you have time to rest your mind and cultivate patience."
"I'm afraid that my mother will sign me up for another class immediately after hearing that I'm interested." Xiao Yue told the truth: "I already have six classes, and I don't want to take another class at all."
"Alas..." Xue Zhilan patted his little shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, grandpa is here to help you!"
Xiao Yue was secretly worried and couldn't help but remind: "Grandpa, you can't quarrel with my mother."
"Don't worry, it won't happen." Xue Zhilan said warmly: "Your mother is not an unreasonable person. She is just like your father, she is eager for her son to succeed."
Xiao Yue lowered his head and whispered: "Grandpa, I will study hard...don't quarrel over me."
Xue Zhilan held his grandson's hand and said calmly: "Don't force it, you can learn as much as you can. My child, learning is not forced or forced. You have to like to learn and learn more."
"I... don't like some of them." Xiao Yue smiled bitterly: "But mom and dad said we must learn."
Xue Zhilan said solemnly: "Don't be afraid, grandpa and grandma will never be like this again in the future."
Xiao Yue was not at ease and asked: "Grandpa, will my mother be very angry?"
"Xiao Yue!" Xue Ling, who was driving in the front, interrupted: "I will help persuade your mother and father. Don't be afraid, we are all on your side!"
The poor child has been weighed down by studies so much that he is trembling and hesitant.
"Thank you Aunt Ling!" Xiao Yue said happily.
More than half an hour later, they arrived at the gate of the community.
Xue Ling and Xue Zhilan helped pack the luggage.
Xiao Yue packed up more than 30 books, a dozen tutorials and exercises, a heavy school bag on his back, and the erhu that he had to practice every day, and set out in a hurry.
Xue Ling couldn't stand it anymore and helped get the erhu box.
Xue Zhilan helped unpack the books while frowning and complaining: "A junior high school student has more books than I had when I was studying in college! Education reform calls for reducing the burden on children every day, so what kind of quality education is it? How come the books are getting better with more changes?
The more subjects are changed, the more subjects are changed! What is quality education? It just puts more burdens on children and puts financial burdens on parents every day!"
Xiao Yue chuckled upon hearing this.
Xue Ling was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Uncle, none of us are education scholars, so it's hard to comment!"
"Who said you are not qualified to comment if you are not an educator?" Xue Zhilan was still indignant, "I have been educated before, my children have also been educated, and now my grandchildren are also being educated. Each generation is getting better and better.
After all, I feel that the burden of each generation is heavier than the previous generation! There is no such thing as 'reducing the burden'!"
Xue Ling shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Xiaoxin and the others also have a very heavy learning task. There are eight or nine subjects, each of which is a required test. I looked at those thick books and felt a little nervous in my heart. Fortunately, we are not the ones studying, otherwise
We're definitely in a state of flux."
"Haha!" Xiao Yue laughed and asked, "Auntie, how many points can you get on our test paper?"
Xue Ling shook his head: "It's probably impossible to even pass."
Xiao Yue laughed.
Xue Zhilan couldn't help but smile and said: "Your aunt is joking. She is just modest. Do you think it is true? She was also a top student in the past and received higher education in the imperial capital."
"Aunt Ling is amazing!" Xiao Yue gave a thumbs up, "I will also go to higher education in the future! Go to university! I also want to study with big brother Ranran and go to graduate school like him."
Xue Zhilan smiled happily, "Come on!"
"Come on!" Xue Ling nodded in agreement.
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After that day, Xue Zhilan was probably busy picking up his grandson and granddaughter, and had no time to go to Xinyuan to accompany his cousin to eat or play chess. He didn't come by car until Saturday afternoon.
Father Xue was very happy and asked: "Are you busy these days? I don't even dare to call you. I'll go back after playing a few laps tonight! By the way, have you brought any clothes? Why don't you stay for two days and come back on Monday?
Go back and help pick up the kids."
"Alas..." Xue Zhilan stopped and shook his head: "Xiaohan was dragged back by his parents."
Dad Xue asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Didn't I say I would let you go?"
"It was only a few days." Xue Zhilan explained: "After drinking the medicine and feeling dizzy, he was dragged back by his cruel parents."
Forehead?
Xue's father laughed softly when he heard this and said, "That's a bit too much to say. After all, Xiao Yue is their child. It's too late for them to hurt him, so they can't bear to be cruel to him!"
Xue Zhilan sighed: "I had a quarrel with the couple..."
"Is it that serious?" Xue's father asked in surprise: "Why are you still arguing? Don't say goodbye. We are all civilized people and our own family members. What can't we say properly?"
"I can't say it, I can't persuade it." Xue Zhilan snorted coldly: "Then I can only scold. I didn't hit Xue Huan, that boy was civilized enough! That boy is also very stubborn and indifferent now! He also asked me not to interfere with Xiao Yue's study.
And education, the words imply that I am old and the education methods are no longer suitable for this society!"
"Okay, okay." Xue's father advised: "Don't be angry, don't rush to get angry yet."