Xia Qinghe came out of the study and saw two people lying on the table with serious expressions, and couldn't help but be curious.
"What are you two doing?"
Jiang Qiao smiled and said, "Yue Ling is taking the exam."
Xia Qinghe walked in and took a look at the name of the test paper. Hey, good guy, it's a math graduation simulation for the sixth grade of elementary school.
She blinked, not understanding what she was doing now.
"Mom, just watch. Don't ask anything, don't say anything. Yue Ling didn't have the conditions to study before, but now that she has the opportunity, she still wants to make up for her childhood regrets. No, she is studying on her own."
Xia Qinghe nodded, looked at her deeply, and his affection for her became a little stronger. Behind her kind-hearted, knowledgeable and sensible character, there was another label of being down-to-earth and progressive.
Today's society is too impetuous, and there are too few people who can find time to work hard to improve themselves.
In her eyes, Bai Yueling is full of advantages.
This daughter-in-law, if she wants to decide, she has to snatch her away even if she wants to.
"Yue Ling, I am also a teacher. If you need anything, just ask me. Do you know? I will tell you everything you know." Xia Qinghe said with a smile.
"Hmm... OK, thank you, auntie."
Fairy Bai nodded heavily. In her opinion, Aunt Xia was a much more reliable teacher than Jiang Qiao.
That guy just wanted to trick himself into calling him master, and at the same time call him Yue Ling disciple for the sake of justice. I had never seen such a shameless person.
"Mom, if you have something to do, just go and do it. Don't interrupt. I'm in charge of the exam. Yue Ling is taking the exam now in mathematics and you are teaching Chinese. The two are not related at all."
Xia Qinghe glared at him fiercely: "Why, you look down on Chinese teachers? All over the country, who's first class in school is not Chinese? Have you ever heard that it's difficult to move without literacy?"
"I didn't say that. Don't blame me without authorization..."
Jiang Qiao looked stern: "Besides, isn't there another saying? If you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you won't be afraid of traveling all over the world."
"Are you still reasonable?"
Xia Qinghe walked over and gave him a shock: "Let me tell you, even if your mother taught Chinese, she scored 145 in mathematics in the college entrance examination. The total score was almost 145, and she almost went to Peking University. With your trivial mathematics knowledge, Yue Ling taught me , Aren’t you afraid of misleading others?”
Jiang Qiao: "..."
Being beaten by a mother who was a top student in all aspects, he felt bitter in his heart and said that it was true. He had been scolded since he was a child, so why did he mess with her when he had nothing to do.
Seeing this, Bai Yueling couldn't help but chuckle: "Auntie, what was his math score back then?"
Jiang Qiao's expression changed: "Mom, I'm a member of our own family. Your son, please give me some face in front of outsiders."
"Yue Ling is a member of my family. Why, I got a score of 74 in the college entrance examination math test, one point less than half of the full score. I didn't study hard at first, but now I know it's embarrassing?"
Jiang Qiao immediately covered his face and was ashamed to see anyone. The only place he could use was to remove the last fig leaf in front of Fairy Bai.
Empress Dowager Jiang had a sneer on her face and rolled up her sleeves as if to settle the scores.
"I just don't understand. The children from other teachers' families are so smart. Why do they have to struggle to take the heavy exams when they come to your place?"
"Mom, you are a hard-working gardener. I have been jealous for many years, and you are bringing it up to settle old scores. This is not good." Jiang Qiao shrank his neck.
Empress Dowager Jiang put her hands on her hips and looked sternly: "Do you still dare to give me instructions on teaching?"
"I don't dare anymore. I don't dare anymore." He shook his head vigorously. He really couldn't afford to offend his mother.
From the corner of his eye, Jiang Qiao happened to see his father hiding secretly behind the study door, and he suddenly remembered that since he could remember, every quarrel between his parents had always ended with the Empress Dowager Jiang's victory.
So much so that when Empress Dowager Jiang was angry with her son, he did not dare to come out. This shows how happy Mr. Jiang's married life is.
In the blink of an eye, Xia Qinghe's tone changed, and he said to Bai Yueling with a smile: "Yue Ling, you see, if he is disobedient in the future, he will have to be controlled like this. You can't believe the messy reasons. Man, when it's time to beat, just beat him." Gotta beat.”
"Yeah. If he doesn't obey, I just need to give him a shock and he will be honest."
"Electricity?" Xia Qinghe sounded confused.
"Well… "
Realizing that she seemed to have said the wrong thing, Bai Yueling blinked: "The statement we made over there was like a fool's errand."
"oh… "
Xia Qinghe nodded without thinking about it, but was a little confused when his son became afraid of this.
After thinking about it, I guess it is a new way for young people to express their affection.
Even if Empress Dowager Jiang interrupted her, in less than half an hour, Fairy Bai handed in the paper smoothly. Her handwriting was delicate and not sharp, but it revealed a unique fairy charm. How could Arabic numerals be written so beautifully
"what's the result?"
Bai Yueling was inexplicably nervous. This was the first quiz she had studied in a while. If all the answers were correct, it meant that she was getting started.
Jiang Qiao held a red pen in his hand and checked the answers while checking the test paper. But when it came to the application questions, he was stunned. The answer was correct, but...
"No, why do you only have one answer to such a big question? What's your process?" he asked dully.
"Of course the process is all in my head."
Fairy Bai said in an innocent tone: "You can see such a simple question at a glance, so why bother writing about the process?"
“…”
She glanced at Jiang Qiao suspiciously: "Is it possible that you can't do it?"
“…”
Jiang Qiao took a deep look at the original question. It was a classic pursuit question. The answer was written in five or six formulas. He took another look at the solution to the problem. Well, he really didn't know how to do it.
No, is current sixth-grade math so difficult
"Well, this is not a question of whether you can do it or not, but you have to write down the process so that the corrector will know your thinking on how to do the questions and prove that you made it yourself instead of copying the answer."
"The answers are all with you, I didn't copy them."
"I didn't say you copied the answers, I just gave examples."
Fairy Bai nodded thoughtfully: "Does it mean that, 1+1=2, I have to write down the process?"
Jiang Qiao: "..."
What kind of brain circuit does this girl have? Can the century-old problem of proving 1+1=2 mean the same thing as ordinary word problems
"Well, there's no need for that kind of thing. This is a formula theorem that has been determined. The conclusion can be used directly, but for application problems, the corresponding process steps must be written down."
Fairy Bai still didn't understand: "But in my opinion, both are equally difficult."
“…”
"Forget it, you're not taking the exam anyway. Being able to draw conclusions at a glance means you already know basic mathematics."
Jiang Qiao generously marked all the red ticks on the entire test paper.
"Comrade Yueling, congratulations. I give you 101 points out of 100. Don't be afraid of being proud of the extra point."
…
(Sorry, the beef my mother-in-law cut was so fragrant that I couldn’t help but abandon the computer and eat two more slices)