Old Mrs. Xu disagreed, "How can we force others to do something?"
"Neighbors should help each other, and that's a virtue!"
"Virtue, do you understand?"
Su Nuan was speechless. This was moral kidnapping?
As long as she has no morals, no one can kidnap her!
Song Chunfeng said calmly: "If my wife helps your grandson with tutoring, it will be difficult for other people to refuse. Then my wife will not even have any personal time, right?"
Old Lady Xu said domineeringly, "We came here first, so you should tutor us first."
"If other people come again, can't you just send them away?"
"She turned to Su Nuan and said: My eldest grandson is smart and learns quickly. He won't take up much of your time."
If Su Nuan hadn't gone to the information center regularly, she would probably have been deceived by Old Lady Xu.
Without even thinking, she blurted out, "Why did I hear that your eldest grandson always ranked last in exams?"
“Sometimes I’m last, sometimes I’m second to last, but always at the end.”
The expression on Old Lady Xu's face gradually stiffened. She originally thought that Su Nuan had no children to go to school and should not know about her eldest grandson's academic performance. Now that the truth was exposed on the spot, she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
She just smiled awkwardly and said, "It's because my academic performance is not good that I need your help to tutor me."
Su Nuan's logic was clear. "Didn't you say he was very smart and wouldn't waste a lot of my time?"
The contradictory statement made it difficult for Old Lady Xu to make up for it. She gave up and said, "Just give me one definite answer. Will you help my eldest grandson with his tutoring?"
Su Nuan remained calm and said, "I am disgusted by your attitude of asking for favors, so I want to clearly reject you. I will not help your eldest grandson with writing, and please do not come to our house to harass me again."
Old Mrs. Xu stamped her feet in anger, "Okay, you just wait!"
She dragged her eldest grandson back, cursing at him.
Just after Old Lady Xu and her eldest grandson left, someone else came and said that she wanted Su Nuan to help tutor her child in writing.
Su Nuan was wondering why all the parents in the compound suddenly started to pay attention to their children's writing?
Before she had time to think about it, she saw the other person take out a few apples from the net bag. They looked a little wrinkled and she didn't know how long they had been there.
"This was sent by the child's aunt. We couldn't bear to eat it, so we thought of giving it to Comrade Su. By the way, I would like you to help take a look at my child's writing progress." Ma Dongying, the wife of the instructor of the Second Battalion of the First Regiment, said softly.
"No, why do you all want me to teach you how to write?"
"I'm just a writer. It's still very different from the essays I wrote in school."
"It's not that I don't want to teach, but I don't want to mislead the students." Su Nuan said seriously.
Ma Dongying was stunned for a moment, then she laughed, "How could that be?"
"Comrade Su, you have published a book. Even if what you teach is different from what is taught in school, so what?"
"The children are just messing around in school, without any special skills. After graduation, those with connections at home will use their connections to get them jobs as workers or soldiers... How can it be easier for you, Comrade Su, to earn money by writing at home?"
Su Nuan finally understood. It turned out that in their eyes, she made money easily.
She could only explain earnestly, "Writing is not as simple as you think."
"If it were easy, then anyone who could read could write. Why are there only a few famous writers?"
“There are even fewer people who can make money.”
"Maybe they'll even pay for the ink, paper, and postage for your manuscript!"
No matter what Su Nuan said, Ma Dongmei just smiled gently. She would not get angry like Old Lady Xu when she was dissatisfied. As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Su Nuan could only let her sit down and explain the writing situation to her in detail.
After a while, Ma Dongmei seemed to understand and said, "Writing is not easy, but how can making money be easy?"
"Even if it's speculation, I'm worried about being arrested."
"I don't have much education, I just hope my children can have a bright future."
"You are the most famous and powerful person I know, and I thought it would be good for my child to learn from you."
The soft whispers drifted into Su Nuan's ears. She looked solemn. She accidentally saw Ma Dongying's son Mo Shiqiu holding a book in his hand and couldn't help asking, "Is this the composition homework?"
Mo Shiqiu nodded, and then heard Su Nuan ask, "Can I take a look?"
Mo Shiqiu timidly handed the notebook over, and Su Nuan opened it and read it carefully.
There are three essays in total, namely "My Dad", "My Mom" and "My Grandma".
Mo Shiqiu didn't know many words, so it was very easy for him to read the whole text.
But his writing ability is not bad. The father's love he described is like a mountain. He described his father's work that started early and came back late, his father who never complained when he encountered troubles, and his silent dedication to the family.
He describes the greatness of maternal love, which is a clean and tidy home, simple three meals a day, and loving nagging...
He described his grandmother favoring boys over girls, how his younger sister had to sleep in the kitchen since she was a child, and how only boys got New Year's money on New Year's Day...
After a while, Su Nuan closed the notebook and returned it to Mo Shiqiu.
“Your writing is great, keep it up.”
Ma Dongying suddenly raised her head, a glimmer of hope flashing in her eyes.
“If you want to write better, you must stay curious and observe every little thing in life.”
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