"He looks more like his father, his father is very tall!"

The little girls looked at Fang Jizong's face without blinking.

She took out her textbooks and laid them out, and soon began the class.

Fang Jizong was so bored that he fell asleep on his desk in the middle of the lecture.

The room where he slept didn't even have a bed, so he had to sleep on a cardboard box.

If it weren't for his father, he wouldn't have suffered such injustice.

The class goes by quickly, with a half-hour break in between.

During the break, Fang Zongtang reviewed what he would learn in the next class as usual.

Others all have a good foundation and are taught very quickly, but she has to take care of Lao Xingtang's affairs in the afternoon and cannot be distracted from studying.

Therefore, the main study time is during the morning classes and during breaks.

The mother and son, one studies hard, the other sleeps soundly.

A few little girls started talking again.

"Sister Fang, didn't your son go to training class during the summer vacation? My cousin's child went to learn piano during the summer vacation and now he can play several songs."

She said without even looking up: "Summer vacation is for fun. Aren't children tired of learning so much?"

It was just a casual remark, but unexpectedly it stirred up a hornet's nest.

"Children learn things very quickly, so they should learn when they are young so that they can learn well. When they grow up, they will be distracted and can't learn well."

"It would have been nice if my parents had enrolled me in a few more training classes when I was in school."

"Sister Fang, no matter how much money you save, you can't spend it on children. Children need to be well nurtured so they can become talented."

"That's right, don't be like us, and learn after you grow up."

She couldn't write anymore!

These people haven't even gotten married, and many of them don't even have friends. How can they have the nerve to teach her how to raise children?

Fang Jizong was woken up.

"Mom, I'm thirsty!" Fang Jizon said, rubbing his eyes.

The little girls were instantly captivated by the cute look of the handsome boy.

"Little pretty boy, there is water in the classroom. I'll go get you some water."

Fang Jizong saw it.

"No need, I'll pick it up myself."

Fang Zongtao took out the thermos from the drawer and was about to drink water when Fang Jizong came over with a paper cup.

"Mother, pour me some warm water."

She raised her eyes and glared at Fang Jizong: You traitor, you are going too far~

"Mom, the water that Dad gave you was filtered water brought from home. I'm not used to drinking other water!"

Fang Zongtang: “…” Even if you’re thirsty for three days, the water in the stinky ditch will taste sweet!

"Mother, please ask father to prepare a bigger cup next time. This cup is too small and not enough for us to drink!" Fang Jizong said with disgust.

She tried to hold back her rising anger.

If she hadn't been required to keep a low profile in the training class, she would have hung the traitor upside down and beaten him.

His father didn't even have the courage to ask her for things, he was just snatching food from her mouth, did you know?

"Sister Fang, your son is so well behaved. I feel so sorry for you!"

Fang Zongtang: "Pour it yourself!"

Fang Jizong quickly poured himself a cup and said as he drank, "Mom, why don't you let dad tutor you? Dad teaches much better than the teacher!"

This sentence instantly attracted the attention of all students in the classroom.

Students: Isn’t Sister Fang’s husband the bag carrier?

Does the person who carries the bag also speak a foreign language?

Fang Jizong didn't realize at all that the identity his old mother had worked so hard to build was about to collapse because of his words.

She continued: "Father not only knows Portuguese, but also Portuguese, French, German and Italian. He speaks them all very well."

Fang Zongtang squeezed the thermos cup hard, leaving fingerprints on it.

Thank you for telling me~