Probably because I have never seen such a naughty guy before, right?
Ms. Han suddenly felt that her own aesthetic sense seemed to be a monkey cub who was bitten and crippled by a dog. At least when he came, the little girl was much more relaxed than before.
"Okay! You also know that there is a little sister here, look at what you are wearing, and set a good example for other little girls?" You can't even twist your ears. , but I still have to say, "What do you say that you are spoiling other people's children with your beggar appearance? If everyone outside dresses like this, the cleaning lady will lose her job."
"Ah? Why?" Feng Anwen asked stupidly.
"Why?" Ms. Han glared at him angrily, "Your trouser legs have swept the street clean, why do you use other cleaning aunts?"
"Pfft!"
Yu Miao couldn't hold back this time, and really laughed out loud.
She felt very refreshed when she teased people before.
Why is it so cool to see Aunt Han beating her son up now?
Feng Anwen felt embarrassed when the little girl laughed.
He imagined that this little girl also learned how to dress like himself. I don't know why, but I obviously think the outfit is cool and individual, and suddenly I have a bit of a silly temperament.
Feng Anwen coughed: "Oh, mom, didn't you ask me to give tutoring for others? Why are you talking about this? I bought all these clothes, and I can still lose them? Isn't that money wasted?"
To be honest, Ms. Han is willing to spend that little money for nothing, as long as he can change back to normal clothes.
She didn't even beg this kid to wear those well-behaved school uniforms, but at least he shouldn't be as hot-eyed as he is now, right?
But right now the focus is still on Yu Miao. Ms. Han gave Feng Anwen a look, and didn't say anything more. She directly brought him to the little girl and pressed him down to sit down: "Come on, later Miaomiao has something to say." You can answer her any questions. You know how to play games at home every day, and you, a high school student, should exercise your mind."
Although her son looked a little strange in aesthetics, his grades were still good. It shouldn't be a problem to tutor an elementary school student, and Ms. Han is not afraid that he will delay the little girl's study.
Feng Anwen knew that his own mother had given him face, so he didn't continue to criticize his clothes in front of the little girl. If there was anything else to say, he quickly sat down beside Yu Miao with his neck curled up, pretending to be a good teacher.
Yu Miao didn't go on a errand again, and turned her attention back to the test paper in her hand.
In addition to the winter vacation homework from elementary school, what she brought out this time was some junior high school materials that were accidentally sneaked in next door.
Although she has no problem with most of the knowledge points, some cultural knowledge that needs to be memorized by rote still needs to be reviewed.
There was a person sitting beside her, and Yu Miao didn't deliberately make a wrong question to ask for advice.
Because of her status as a primary school student, she had to pretend to be a weak victim and turn to other people for help, which already put her acting skills to the test.
Still have to act stupid and cover up your strength on purpose?
This kind of approach is completely out of Yu Miao's consideration.
Moreover, the more outstanding she is, the more Ms. Han will attach importance to her.
Think about it, for an enthusiastic person like Ms. Han, a child who might become a genius, how could she bear to see him ruined in an imperfect family? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com