"Son, watch out, daddy will teach you simpler moves this time."
"But when you practice it, it's even harder than the martial arts you learned before. If you can't bear it anymore, it hurts or you're too tired, you have to stop. You can't force yourself to do it. Do you understand?"
Lin Ming is well aware of the physical stress caused by Wu Qin Xi's moves.
Although Sanbao has a special constitution, he is still a child after all.
He didn't dare to boldly let his son practice this kind of move.
You can only perform one move at a time.
So much so that when Lin Ming was teaching, he would dissect the movements one by one and teach his son to learn them.
"Don't worry, Dad, I'm not afraid of hardship."
Lin Wei stood behind, patting his small chest with his small hands, and said with high spirits.
"Son, come here, daddy will start teaching you."
"Uh-huh."
Lin Ming was in front, and his son Lin Wei stood beside him and began to study in a decent manner.
Because it is a dismantling of actions and moves, it is very boring to learn.
After a while, the little boy lost interest.
"Dad, why is this move so ugly?"
"The big hero in my heart wants to learn handsome martial arts."
"This is like learning from a frog."
"Dad, I don't want to learn anymore."
Lin Ming: "..."
He won't let his child be anxious all the time, he must have the determination to persevere to the end.
Stop what you are doing to teach.
Lin Ming sat next to his son and asked: "Son, tell dad, what do you think a great hero should look like?"
Sanbao Linwei sat next to him, followed his example, crossed his legs, put his little hands on his legs, and rested his chin:
"Dad, I think a hero is cool and handsome."
Lin Ming smiled and continued to ask: "Then do you know what you need to pay if you want to be a hero?"
Sanbao blinked her big bright eyes and looked at him, and asked curiously: "What do you need?"
Lin Ming talked eloquently: "If you want to be a hero, you need to put in a lot more hard work and sweat than others, and you have to endure a lot of hardships that others cannot endure."
"Behind every hero and successful person is hard work and sweat that others cannot see."
"It's not as beautiful as it looks on the outside."
Lin Ming wants his children to know that behind the appearance of success is silent dedication and hard work.
There is a reward for every effort.
Sanbao sat on the ground, thoughtful, as if he understood, but also seemed not to understand.
"Son, think carefully about what dad said. After you understand it, come back to dad and dad will continue to teach you."
Lin Ming touched the head of the child sitting next to him, with a smile on his face.
Sanbao Linwei's IQ and personality are different from the other six brothers and sisters.
He is much more mature, and his mental development is far beyond that of ordinary children.
He understands many things that his peers don't understand.
Coupled with this brat's extremely high IQ and rare physique, it would really be a waste if not properly nurtured.
He is destined to stand at the top of the world in this life.
His children are destined to be extraordinary people.
Planting seeds in children's hearts in advance is what high-quality family education should do.
However.
Many parents in the world want their children to be safe and live a simple and happy life.
Lin Ming never thought about it.
But only when you are in his position, you will understand that the closer you are to their position, the more difficult it is to achieve simple happiness.
If you want to get it, you have to pay for it and work hard.
because.
You don't know when and what kind of enemy will appear and shatter the stability and happiness you currently live in.
"Dad, I seem to understand."
Just when Lin Ming stood up, Sanbao's childish voice came from beside him.
Looking back.
But I saw a serious and serious expression on this brat's immature face.
"Dad just gave you three movements. You learn these three movements. After you are familiar with them, Dad will continue to teach you the rest."
"Okay, Dad."
Sanbao nodded solemnly and began to huff and haha alone on the lawn, practicing extremely seriously.
"It seems it's time to let the little ones get exposed to other things in advance."
Lin Ming thought for a while and decided to send the little ones to the kindergarten and let them start learning.
There was a sense of urgency in his heart.
It was as if something was secretly watching him, forcing him to make a decision.
"Grandma, the fourth sister got into trouble again."
A milky voice came from the stairs. Little Wubao Lin Qi stood at the stairs, showing her little head, and shouted to Gu Ruoying downstairs.
Lin Ming heard the shouting as soon as he came in.
When Gu Ruoying and Wang Xinlian heard the sound, they also walked over, came to Wubao Linqi's side, and asked: "Baby, what's wrong with your fourth sister? Did you break Mom's things again?"
Lin Qi's chubby little face was bulging, and her little head was shaking: "No, that's right."
"How come it is true one day and not the other?"
Wang Xinlian also asked curiously. The two adults surrounded Wubao and looked at her with smiles on their faces.
Wubao pouted and said, "It was fourth sister who broke the curtain in mom and dad's house."
Said.
The little guy stretched out his small hand and took Gu Ruoying's big hand, shouting: "Grandma, grandma, come up and have a look. If it can't be repaired, Mom will come back and find out, and we will be doomed again."
Now Bei Xinyao's image in the hearts of the little ones is deeply ingrained.
A little closer to turning into a tigress.
It can be said that the little ones are most afraid of Bei Xinyao.
"Okay, grandma and grandma will come with you to have a look."
The two adults didn't take it seriously. If it broke, just replace it.
They mainly want to witness every detail of the little ones’ growing lives.
Lin Ming listened to the movement and followed quietly.
He was very curious about how the naughty little girl Si Bao broke the curtains.
Come to the bedroom door.
As a result, I saw that more than half of the light red curtains collapsed, the upper curtain rods fell off, and the red curtain fabrics were spread messily on the ground.
At a glance, it was clear that it had been torn apart by force.
The most important thing is.
The little girl Sibao was still squatting on the ground, holding a ball and a pull rod in her hands and joining them together.
After seeing the adults come in, the little girl raised her head and looked at them with big clear and bright eyes: "Grandma, don't tell Mom, I'll confess it myself."
The little girl stood up immediately.
The little head was lowered, and the two little fingers were moving back and forth, slapping little Jiujiu. Cherry's little mouth still pouted from time to time, murmuring in a low voice: "I was jumping around and playing, and the curtains were broken."