Xiao Yuanyuan finished her homework at brother Hengheng's house.
There is not much homework for the weekend, just a page of math problems and a picture-based composition.
The math problems were just simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. Gong Wangheng himself had never attended first grade, and when he looked at his brother's homework, he couldn't believe that first grade content could be so simple - but even though it was so simple, his brother still couldn't do it, and he even had trouble reciting the multiplication table.
But Gong Wangheng would not say anything directly about this.
My younger brother has not liked studying for a long time. Forcing him to study will only make him hate it more. Well, his wisdom has not yet been awakened. Sooner or later, it will be awakened.
Gong Wangheng finished his math homework in a few strokes, then guided him to write picture-based essays. Finally, he watched him correct his Chinese test paper and rewrite the wrong questions thirty times.
The first-grade Chinese language test was very scary for Xiao Yuanyuan.
The school adopts a small class teaching model, with 18 students in a class. The first-grade Chinese language test is not difficult, there is no composition, and as long as you listen to the class, you can answer it.
There were sixteen students who scored full marks in this exam, all of whom ranked first.
Xiao Yuanyuan got one question wrong, a fill-in-the-blank question about a quantifier, an old lady. Xiao Yuanyuan filled in "个", but the standard answer was "位", so he was deducted one point and ranked last in the class.
Tied last with him was his deskmate Chen Shuying, who also wrote “ge”. As a result, not only were they both last in the list, the teacher also suspected that they were secretly comparing answers during the exam.
The teacher did not criticize them directly, but warned them that if they made the same mistake again in the next exam, their seats would be moved away.
Fortunately, the two extremely naive children did not understand the teacher's deeper meaning. They were still wondering in their hearts that it was not intentional for them to make a mistake, but if they wanted to change their seats, then let them do it. Anyway, they would still be in the first row, so there was no difference.
After finishing his homework, the little baby stayed at his brother's house for a long time. It was not until Gong Wangheng was urged to go out by the driver that Xiao Yuanyuan went home.
The little baby is avoiding going home because when his dad comes home, he will watch him practice the piano.
He has to practice the piano for an hour every day. Since he started taking piano lessons, this has become a daily routine. It’s no use acting like a spoiled brat, as his dad will always watch him practice.
Father Gu and Father Bai wanted to cultivate his development in the direction of music, so they let him learn singing and piano. Even if he doesn't develop in this direction in the future, it's not a bad thing to learn an art.
But most children of this age love to play, and very few will take the initiative to practice the piano and learn.
If you want your children to study seriously and honestly, the most important thing is what the parents do - so both Mr. Gu and Mr. Bai made up their minds and watched their little darlings insist on practicing the piano.
Bai Qingnian arrived home early that day and didn't see the little baby in the living room or the toy room, so he went straight to Eleven's doghouse.
I opened the lid of the doghouse and saw the little baby hiding inside.
Bai Qingnian laughed: "Yuanyuan, why are you hiding here again?"
If I really want to hide, I could go to another place. Why am I always in Eleven’s doghouse
Why doesn't the little baby want to hide somewhere else
But he is three years older after all and is much more sensible than before.
If he really wanted to hide, he could hide it in a place where Bai Qingnian and Gu Xiefeng would never be able to find him. But his father would worry, and he couldn't bear to leave his little darling behind.
He is such a sad little parrot. He has to hide where his father can find him when playing hide-and-seek.
The little baby let Bai Qingnian carry him out with his limp body, and said weakly: "Dad, I don't want to be a child anymore."
"So what do you want to be?"
"I want to be a dog." The little baby said seriously, "Eleven doesn't have to play the piano. I think he is so happy. I want to exchange identities with him."
Little Darling thought his idea was feasible: "I will live in the doghouse from now on, and wait for Eleven to finish playing the piano every day, and then I will switch back with him, okay?"
"Dad doesn't think it's good, and Eleven must think it's bad too." Father Bai became a little more serious. "Okay, playing the piano is Yuanyuan's own business, and Yuanyuan has to do it independently."
Eleven nodded beside him and howled softly.
This big dog not only understands human nature, but is also becoming smarter.
"Look, Eleven is nodding. Hurry up and practice the piano."
The three-year-old German Shepherd has grown up, tall and strong, and looks majestic. His personality is not as naughty as when he was young. Now he is stable and reliable, loyal to his owner, and highly obedient. He has attended classes at a pet school and performed very well. He is becoming more and more like a human being.
I installed a reminder button at home, and it will press it automatically whenever I want something.
If you run out of water, press “Drink Water”; if you are hungry, press “Eat”; if you want to take a walk, press “Run”; if Xiao Yuanyuan gets into trouble, press “Danger”.
But such a smart and reliable bodyguard is often troubled by the seven-year-old child at home, making him doubt his life.
No one knows what Xiao Yuanyuan is thinking, but he really wants to teach Eleven to play the piano and write.
Eleven was often tormented by him to the point that he lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, and the little baby would shake him hard, "Yiyi, wake up, don't sleep, get up quickly and study with me."
The piano is placed in the middle of the living room, and the music is so loud that it can be heard in every room, making it very difficult for the little baby to be lazy.
Bai Qingnian carried him over and said, "Even if you have to play "Two Tigers", you have to play it. Start early and finish early. Play it quickly."
Alas, the little baby let out a deep sigh.
Children who want to practice the piano have a hard life.
After getting ready to play the piano, Bai Qingnian reminded him, "Yuanyuan, remember to sing along."
Woo woo woo, he decided to make the piano disappear secretly tonight.
The magic parrot never bows to the piano!
At the same time, Gong Wangheng was taken to the hotel by the driver.
He was smart and had already guessed that something was going on tonight.
Before, Zhong Anjia and Gong Suicheng rarely took him out to eat with strangers.
They have many friends and countless dinners throughout the year, but why did they ask him to come out today? There must be something fishy going on.
But Gong Wangheng didn't think much about it and just thought that he was some special friend of his father.
After arriving, he called Zhong Anjia, but no one answered. He then called Gong Suicheng, but still no one answered.
Not knowing what these two big guys were planning in secret, Gong Wangheng's genius intuition told him that it was not going to be good, so he wanted to turn around and go home.
But they were in their own hotel, and Gong Suicheng had obviously made instructions. When the front desk saw him, they said, "Young Master, President Gong and Mr. Zhong are waiting for you in Room 03 on the fourth floor. Please go up this way."
Gong Wangheng walked to the elevator door and watched the elevator slowly come down from the 20th floor.
As a result, the door opened and the person who came out was the grandfather of the Gong family, Gong Suicheng's father.
This must be an accident.
Grandpa Gong has never liked him and always has a bad face when they meet. If they knew he was here, Zhong Anjia and Gong Suicheng would never let him come.
But Gong Wangheng was very calm and politely called out, "Hello, Grandpa."
Mr. Gong did not come alone. He was followed by his assistant and nanny, and walked out of the elevator slowly. He obviously did not expect to meet Gong Wangheng, and frowned when he saw him.
The old man, who was in his seventies, was wearing a Tang suit and had a thin figure but a stern expression. When he heard Gong Wangheng's greeting, he snorted and said, "I feel upset when I see your eyes. Lower your head."
Gong Wangheng understood that his grandfather didn't like him. He knew the reason and was also clear about his own life experience.
He had guessed it when he was very young. Although Zhong Anjia and Gong Suicheng tried their best to conceal it and deceive him at that time, after knowing that Gong Wangheng was very smart, they told him everything frankly.
Gong Wangheng would not contradict Grandpa Gong.
If you don’t like him, then don’t like him. Actually, he doesn’t care. There are many people who don’t like him, and he doesn’t think it’s a big deal.
When Grandpa Gong said this, he lowered his head.
I knew it was best to avoid it, so I quickly got into the elevator and went up.
But Grandpa Gong seemed to be in a bad mood and embarrassed him: "Are you so tired of seeing me? Can't wait to leave?"
Gong Wangheng told the truth: "You don't like to see me, I don't want to make you angry."
"Don't talk to me in such a sarcastic tone." Grandpa Gong snorted, "You have no conscience..."
Grandpa Gong suddenly stopped talking and didn't say anything else.
Gong Wangheng understood what he wanted to say, and it was not the first time he heard it.
He wondered whether he should explain that he was not sarcastic, but it seemed unnecessary. His grandfather didn't like him and he was unpleasant to the eye, so whatever he did would be unnecessary.
"I heard that you recently went abroad to participate in a competition. What place did you get?"
Gong Wangheng was very honest: "I didn't get a ranking this time."
"Aren't you good at studying? Aren't you good at grades? You talk a lot and want to compete abroad, but why don't you come back with a rank?"
The one who would talk about it most would not be him, but his parents, who were always proud of his intelligence. But it was impossible to be so lively, Gong Suicheng and Zhong Anjia were both very low-key, and his parents rarely did things he didn't like.
Gong Wangheng was still very honest: "My performance was not good this time, I will do better next time."
"Don't bring shame to the Gong family anymore." Grandpa Gong's tone was very bad, "Your existence is enough to bring shame to our Gong family."
If it were an ordinary child, he would have been scared to tears by Grandpa Gong’s words.
Fortunately, Gong Wangheng is a special child, and these verbal attacks are unlikely to take him seriously.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Grandpa, you can actually try to change your mindset. My existence cannot be changed, but you can change yourself."
Father Gong was blown away by his words: "Do I need you to teach me the truth?!"
There was a vase decoration next to him. Father Gong was so angry that he took it and threw it in his direction.
Gong Wangheng did not avoid or hide, and showed no fear at all.
The vase didn't fall on him, but at his feet. But the glass bottle shattered, and the broken glass shards splashed. One or two of them scratched the area below his eyebrows, causing a stinging pain. Gong Wangheng frowned unhappily.
The staff in front was startled by the sound and looked over here curiously, and then two security guards came over.
Gong's assistant also tried to persuade him: "Sir, why get angry with a child?"
At the same time, he winked at Gong Wangheng, signaling him to leave quickly.
Gong Wangheng said nothing more, turned around and entered the elevator: "Grandpa, goodbye."
When he raised his head while speaking, he happened to meet Grandpa Gong's gaze.
This time he didn't lower his head again. He pressed the floor button and waited quietly for the elevator door to close.
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