Chapter 1032 understand the big brother's eagerness to want a daughter
"It seems like Xiaoyi, you don't have to worry anymore."
The implication is that she will have to worry about little Baozi's studies in the future.
Xu Suizhu glanced at Professor Fan resentfully, "Are you always so gloating about others' misfortune?"
In fact, she didn't even have to wait for the future, it was enough for her right now.
If this kid was as enthusiastic about learning as he was about delicious food, he wouldn't be punished by the teacher for copying homework all the time. It's not that he doesn't know how to do it, but he forgets to do it, omits to do it, and does it half-heartedly...
Teachers in this era cannot use various social apps to assign homework like later generations. Children may not know today’s homework after school, and the parent group may announce it in the morning. As long as parents are attentive and responsible enough, their children will be willing to do so.
It is impossible to "forget" to do it.
At present, teachers basically assign homework orally, and only a few copy it on the blackboard. Whether they remember everything depends on the students' conscience.
Her little bun is the type who doesn't have enough sense (heart) to feel (lung). He will have fun in the playground after class. She hopes that he can also be honest and peaceful in the activity class.
In the classroom, concentrate on writing homework like other students, unless the sun comes out from the west. It would be good if you don't leave your schoolbag behind after school.
Several times, his grandma went to pick him up. There was a football or basketball in his bulging schoolbag, and she asked him where his books and homework were. Only then did the boy remember: Oh, it was left in the hole in the desk!
After being reminded several times, I finally remembered to pack my schoolbag before going home. As for whether I missed writing down my homework, whether I missed doing it or not submitting it, my parents didn’t know. They thought that the first grade of elementary school really only had five minutes of homework.
It wasn't until Cuicui once heard that she had seen Little Baozi crazily doing homework in the teacher's office during lunch break. Xu Suizhu paid attention to find out more about it, and found out that this kid was often called to the teacher's office to make up homework and punished for copying.
Mainly because she was careless and missed homework too frequently. Even if the teacher let her son off for the sake of her peers, there was no guarantee that the other students who were punished would not have any objections, so they were treated equally and simply punished them.
They all called to the office to make up for homework.
The reason why I didn’t call my parents was because Little Baozi had a good attitude in admitting his mistakes (it’s not okay, because if the teacher got angry and told his parents, he would be worried about canceling his free play time after school), he actively corrected the penalty and his test scores did not decline (this is
is the main reason), and secondly, Xu Suizhu is a teacher herself, a high school teacher, and a top student who graduated from a key university. The teacher's child was called a parent, and Xiaobaozi's head teacher was worried that she would not be able to lose face, so he went back to give his own child (who was about to enter high school) wearing small shoes.
, I didn’t complain to her, thinking that I would just give her a few more warnings. It is normal for children of this age to be naughty and playful, which made this kid even more lawless. After one school year, the office almost became his study room.
Hearing her metaphor, Lin Yujuan and Professor Fan couldn't help laughing.
"Xiaoyu is actually very smart, don't keep talking about him."
"I'm used to him enough." Xu Suizhu said, holding his forehead.
If you really follow the educational methods of later generations of parents, you can arrange a few interest classes first after school.
Not considering that the child is still young and needs to release his nature, except for practicing Juntiquan, which he has insisted on since he was a child, every morning. During the summer vacation, he completed a few big calligraphy articles and drew a few ghost symbols half-study and half-play. Nothing else forced him.
study.
Now that I'm in second grade, I still stick with the same old advice - when I get home from school, I throw away my schoolbag and sneak out to play. I won't see anyone until dark. It would be fine if I finish the homework assigned by the teacher, but this kid is very playful.
, he completed half an hour's homework for you in five minutes. His handwriting was so scrawled that it could fly, and he even boasted that he learned cursive writing with his great-grandfather. He had to be called to the office by the class teacher the next day to rewrite it before he would take it seriously.
Compared with Zhuang Yi, who "doesn't need to raise his whip to push himself", this kid's performance is simply incomparable.
It is said that educating children is like flying a kite. It cannot be too loose or too tight. If it goes in the wrong direction, just pull the string of the kite to correct the direction.
So is her kite string too long? It causes the kite to merrily fly away on that end, and it takes her a long time to notice it and another long time to correct the direction.
It seems that when Baozi’s father comes back, the first thing he will do is discuss his son’s education with him. We can’t let this kid continue to “degenerate” heartlessly. If parents don’t educate them well, they will get used to it in the future.
Become a little bully and be educated by society.
It has to be said that the couple reached a consensus on their son's education without communication.
Little Baozi, who had no idea that he was about to be "mixed with men and women" by his parents, got out of his grandfather's car with a basketball in his arms after school, and jumped to Xu Suizhu, his eyes as bright as the brightest in the night sky.
Xingchen: "Mom, is dad coming back?"
"Where's grandma?" Xu Suizhu twisted a wet towel to wipe his sweat. No matter in spring, summer or autumn, when he came home from school, he was always sweating profusely, and sometimes there were a few black marks on his face. He was fresh and sweat-free every day.
"Grandma went to Antique Street to buy roast duck, and grandpa was waiting for her in the car." Little Baozi wiped his sweat with Xu Suizhu's hand and threw the basketball and said, "I made an agreement with grandpa to play with Brother Yi after school.
We’ll play basketball later, and then we’ll take mom’s car back together so that grandma doesn’t have to wait for us.”
"That's all." Xu Suizhu took his schoolbag, weighed it, and raised her eyebrows, "Have you finished your homework today?"
"It's already finished."
The little bun spins the ball that stands on his fingertips. He is small and short, so he may not be able to shoot a standard basket, but his skills are quite good. I don’t know who he learned it from.
"Every time I finish my homework, I am the first one in the class." He raised his chest as he spoke, looking quite proud of himself.
"The quality is at the bottom." Xu Suizhu rolled his eyes at his son, "If I find you forget to do your homework again, I won't take you to the mountain village every weekend from now on, and you will just make up for your homework at home. You usually miss a few homework
I’ll make a few more on the weekends.”
"No -" the little bun wailed in a long tone.
"It's useless to protest." Xu Suizhu pinched his nose and snorted, "If you don't have a correct attitude towards studying, don't worry about playing."
"Behave properly! I will be more behaving properly from now on!" Little Baozi picked up the ball and ran away.
Before running away, he also took two packs of Sachima out of the cabinet door where Xu Suizhu specially kept snacks. "I'm going to play basketball!"
"Brat!"
Xu Suizhu finally understood the boss's eagerness to have a daughter. Even she couldn't help but think: If it were a daughter, she would probably have less to worry about, right?
Then I thought about Zhuang Yi, who has a self-discipline that surpasses that of an adult, and thought: This parenting job does not distinguish between sons or daughters, only "other people's children" and their own children.