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Chapter 48 The First Tutor

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    Uncle Zhao's grandson has just entered the first grade of elementary school. The little guy looks like a tiger, and his nickname is Xiaohu.  Holding an English textbook for the first grade of primary school in his hand, he said childishly, "Uncle, can you read? I think English is very difficult. Even grandparents can't."

    "Oh, Xiaohu, call me teacherYoung man, what's your last name?" Mrs. Zhao asked with a smile.

    Xiao Si touched the back of his head: "Auntie, my surname is Yang."

    The child was quite clever, raised his chubby face, and called sweetly: "Hello, Teacher Yang!"

    For the first time being called "Teacher Yang" by a child, the young man felt so beautiful.  He squatted down, took the English book, and flipped to this passage:

    This is my face. this is my mouth. this is my eye. this is my nose. this is my ear.

    Xiao Si had an idea, and while reading, he gestured to his face.  It made the child "giggle" and laugh non-stop, and stuttered to read aloud.

    Grandma Xiaohu saw that the baby liked this super handsome young teacher, so she invited: "Mr. Yang, come to my house to teach. Then come and have dinner with us. Don't be restrained, the child's parents will be home late.  Woolen cloth."

    Regardless of Xiaosi's willingness or not, the second elder and the younger forcibly took him away from the rental house.

    Old Zhaotou said gratefully: "I don't know how to do my homework, Teacher Xiao Yang, please give me guidance quickly! You can say anything!"

    This old Zhaotou's family is an old Nanjing resident, and the old couple recruited a son-in-law.  Later, the grandson became the real favorite and great burden of the two elders.

    The old man and the old lady naturally have experience in raising children. Taking care of the little grandson is both hard work and happiness.  But when the child enters elementary school, especially when he has to learn English, the old couple will be dumbfounded.

    Although my son and daughter-in-law know a little bit, they are very busy at work. They receive QQ chats from the teacher every three days, and sometimes even call. Most of them are related to unfinished homework or scribbling.

    Because the two elders want to take care of their grandchildren, Xiaohu's grandparents are completely unwilling to take care of the children, and their parents have no time to accompany them, so they naturally feel a little resentful.

    ?Until Xiaohu managed to go to school, the old couple could finally have a leisurely time. Who knew that the baby would start dawdling as soon as he came back from school, wanting to guide but couldn't start.

    As soon as his parents came home, Xiaohu would cry like hell.  Because the parents came back and saw that it was more than 9 o'clock in the evening, and the child hadn't finished his homework.  What I wrote was also out of order, so I became angry from my heart and turned evil to my gallbladder.

    Old Zhao's head felt sorry for his grandson, and when his son raised his hand to hit him, he handed over his head first.

    Where did the son dare to do anything again, he could only sigh again and again.

    Such a vicious circle, flying around every day.  Going to Zhang Yi's place to read idle books is the greatest pleasure.

    Xiaohu took the young teacher Yang with his chubby little hands and brought him home all the way.  The young man made up his mind and simply started with tutoring homework, which was direct and simple.

    "Xiaohu, what do you think is the most difficult homework today?" Xiao Si was persuasive and persuasive.

    The child showed a distressed expression that did not match his age: "English! I don't know how to write at all."

    Xiaohu's grandmother let them into Xiaohu's room, pointing to the large writing desk: "Mr. Yang, you can teach the children here. I will cook."

    Xiao Si looked around.  Although the old Zhao family is also a family in the old community, it is obvious that the family background is quite good.

    Children have their own independent room. Although it is not big, there are small beds, large writing desks, and bookshelves displayed all around.

    "Okay, you are busy. Xiaohu, take out your English homework book." Yang Xiaosi issued an order.

    As soon as the homework book was taken out, Xiao Si was stunned!  The homework book has been rolled up, and I don't know how the child put it in.  When I opened it inside, I couldn't bear to look directly at it. It was full of red crosses like fences.

    He collected himself, forced a smile and said, "Come on, let's look at today's homework."

    One of the homework for elementary school students is called "homework", which is assigned by the teachers of various subjects to prevent children from forgetting to memorize their homework. Usually, it is assigned for three main subjects, and children have to write down the teacher's requirements every day.

    Xiao Si was a little confused when he saw these "p23, q:" symbols for the first time.  But Xiaohu finally knew what these meant after the teachers continued to strengthen them.

    "Oh, I see, Xiaohu, turn the English book to page 23." Teacher Xiao Yang ordered.

    The homework in the first grade of elementary school is actually not difficult, but this baby lacks guidance.?I just messed up my homework and made teachers and parents upset.

    Xiao Si found out that the baby didn't even know the basic writing format, so he spent some time teaching him how to write the letters in the grid, and then smoothed out the words one by one.

    "Teacher Yang, it would be great if you were my father! My father would beat me every time. If my father-in-law didn't protect me, my head would be swollen." The little boy looked up at the handsome male teacher.

    The young man felt that his heart had been hit ten thousand points critically. He smiled wryly: "I'm only 18 years old, and I don't even have a girlfriend. Kid, let's not talk about such distant things, shall we?"

    Xiaohu laughed suddenly: "Our English teacher doesn't have a boyfriend yet, how about I introduce it to Teacher Yang?"

    Xiaosi said for mercy: "You children know too much, don't you! Don't be distracted, how should I read this sentence?"

    It took more than half an hour, and Xiaohu's English homework was considered a success.  He pointed to the signature column: "Mr. Yang, can you sign for me?"

    "Uh this is not good, I am not your parent." Xiao Si flatly refused.

    Xiaohu rolled his eyes: "I still don't understand mathematics and Chinese, teacher, can you teach me?"

    Idle is also idle, Xiao Siyi does not do anything endlessly, and also tutors the child in Chinese and mathematics.  Looking at the phone, it was already past six o'clock in the evening.

    He got up to leave, and said: "Okay, Xiaohu, later you ask your grandparents to sign for you, and it's over. The teacher is going out for dinner."

    "No, no, no! This is the first time I have finished my homework so early! My parents will definitely not beat and scold me when they come back tonight. So teacher, you want to have dinner with us." The little guy looked grateful.

    Uncle Zhao took his grandson's homework and laughed happily "hehe": "Oh, Xiaohu, this is the first time you have written so beautifully. Come on, father-in-law will help you sign it."

    "Young man, you are not allowed to leave. If you refuse to eat our family's dinner, you are looking down on our old Zhao family." Xiaohu's grandmother said with a kind smile on her face.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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