The stove was lit and the room soon became warm. Only then did Wang Juan untie the small quilt that had wrapped Ping An.
When I looked down, I saw that little Ping'an had woken up. Since he got older, the little guy has been awake more often than before, and he can interact with people.
For example, he would prick up his ears to listen to the noises outside, and if something was dangling in front of him, his eyes would move around.
His expression became more lively, and more importantly, the little guy slept less every day, and needed more time to be coaxed and played with.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Lei stared at Zheng Fang for a long time. After figuring that Zhao Tiezhu and the others would most likely not come to see him today, he turned his gaze to his wife and children and discovered that Wang Juan was staring at his son.
I originally thought that it was my own child who started to make trouble. As the child grew older, he clung to adults more often.
"I just wonder when the child will grow up and no longer need us all the time." Wang Juan said, "Now I finally understand that pregnancy is not the most difficult time, raising a child is."
"Compared to many people, I am really very lucky. At least I have you to help take care of the children." After her former classmates knew that Zhang Cuihua would not help her take care of the children, their expressions had all kinds of meanings.
Everyone thought Wang Juan would live a hard life, but who would have thought that she would live a more comfortable life than when she had her mother-in-law to help take care of the children.
"The way I raise children is not normal." Zhao Lei picked up a book and read to Ping An.
After Wang Ke took a quick look, he whispered in Wang Juan's ear, "Brother-in-law is so hypocritical. He said outside that his request for Ping An is to be safe and happy, but look at what he said to Ping An."
These are really highly professional things. Wang Ke really doesn’t understand them. Can Zhao Lei’s reading of this to Ping An really be effective?
Wang Juan glanced at Wang Ke and said, "He just wanted to read that book, so he just went along with it."
"And you really think too much." Wang Juan didn't think Zhao Lei was providing early education for Ping An.
Is that so? Wang Ke felt that what he said was right, but since Wang Juan had said so, he should just reply like this.
When Wang Juan was lying on the kang, she mentioned what Wang Ke had said.
Zhao Lei nodded, "Yes, I read it to Ping An, I also read it myself, and then read it to Ping An."
Ah? Wang Juan didn't expect that Zhao Lei actually had this idea. She was really stunned. After a long while, she finally calmed down. "You said you were giving Ping An early education. Do you think Ping An can understand it?"
"No, how could he understand it?" To be honest, Wang Juan felt that the book Zhao Lei read was a mystery.
Zhao Lei was amused. "How could he understand? Even Xiao Ke might not understand."
"In fact, the most appropriate thing is to read English to him, and then read Tang and Song poems, but do you think it is really suitable in the current environment?"
"I've thought about it for a long time, and I can only read this to help Ping An adapt." Zhao Lei remembered what his good friend said.
"In fact, for children, whether you speak a foreign language or recite Tang and Song poetry, what can they understand?"
"For them, it is still like a heavenly book."
When Wang Juan heard this, she thought, yes, infants and young children don’t understand anything, and everything is difficult for them. Only people who have read books would think that what Zhao Lei read is incomprehensible.
"Okay, you read for a while, I need to rest." Wang Juan yawned and prepared to rest, "You said Zhao Qiang's country master wanted to draw circles for us today."
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