In fact, Bo Tingsi was just joking when he said that he wanted the kid to recite a poem.
He was not so stingy as to punish a child with a slap that could not even be called a slap.
However, he still had a document to look at, and it was obviously not a good idea to leave the kid alone in the living room.
Children of this age love to jump around the most, and it would be bad if they stumble and fall.
So after much thought, Bo Tingsi came up with a solution, which was to let the kid recite the poetry collection silently. This way it would not affect him sitting aside reading documents, and he could still keep the little guy within his field of vision.
The only thing that's not perfect is...
The little guy is so round that he looks like two big watermelons stacked together. He looks so good no matter how you look at him.
This is a fatal temptation for him, who suffers from "cute aggression syndrome". Every time he glances at the furry back of the head, his hands will itch.
Fortunately, Bo Tingsi had a strong will. He quickly read the document, marked it, and then threw it on the table.
The man cleared his throat, pulled the textbook out of Zhuzhu's paws and began to examine it.
He randomly flipped through these poems: "Spring Dawn", "Quiet Night Thoughts", "Ode to the Goose"...
It was so easy that he even remembered 300 Tang poems. It seemed like he memorized them all in just three days.
Um.
He was very unhappy because he had one day longer than Bo Yanzhou!
Unhappy Bo Tingsi turned to look at the honest boy in front of him and couldn't help but squint his eyes.
Come on, Bozhuzhu.
Let me see whether you are really stupid or just pretending to be smart!!
Without the book, the 70-centimeter-tall little kid seemed to feel insecure, so he subconsciously clenched his paws and looked eagerly at his second uncle.
The kid swallowed his saliva and said in a soft baby voice: "Zhuzhu is here to start the meal~"
Bo Tingsi nodded and decided to make a quick decision: "Carry Chunxiao on your back first."
I don’t know why, but when the topic of studying comes up, the little guy’s eyes become noticeably confused.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then tried to speak in a baby voice: "Spring sleep does not know the dawn ~"
Seeing that Bo Tingsi didn't react much, the little guy finally breathed a sigh of relief. Feeling more confident, the kid suddenly felt a little itchy in his head!
It feels like I have a brain buzzing...?
Her eyes lit up, and she straightened up, even raising her voice: "Mosquitoes bite everywhere~"
???
Bo Tingsi said that there seemed to be something wrong with his ears and he couldn't hear clearly.
The next second, the kid made him hear it clearly.
"A bottle of Didi feeds, and no one can escape~"
The man's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and the hand holding the water cup shook. He was almost choked to death by the poem the kid recited.
"No! Wait a minute!!!"
"What happened to your last three sentences???"
What's going on?
Little Tuanzi didn't understand either, so he grabbed Jiujiu and looked at his uncle in confusion. His innocent and confused expression seemed to say, "What? Did I recite it wrong?"
Seeing that she also had an expression of "confused and not knowing what to do!", the man's delicate face instantly twisted.
first!
This is the first time he is so "hysterical"!
Bo Tingsi put down the cup and pinched the book between his fingers. He asked again without giving up: "Are you sure you are reciting it correctly???"
Zhuzhuer thought for a moment, then nodded without hesitation: "Yes, yes, I am sure I am right~"
Normally, I wouldn't be so arbitrary.
But the system
today! !
She felt like she really had a brain! !
Because she never thought that she could recite poetry as easily as eating! !
So, the kid is very sure!
What you recite must be correct!!
When Bo Tingsi took a look at her, his eyes went dark, and he had a preliminary understanding of her vicious cultural level.
He waved his hand, not intending to correct her. He just wanted to hear how she could recite the remaining two poems: "Next one, 'Quiet Night Thoughts'."
When the kid heard it, he showed an expression that said "I was right after all", and proudly held his waist and started reciting again while shaking his head.
"The moon shines brightly before my bed~"
Bo Tingsi's complexion improved a little and he nodded silently.
That's not bad.
He picked up the water glass again and was about to take a sip.
The next second...
"Auntie, go up to the window."
"Hold your head, Kang,"
"Lower your head and show off~"
A vicious voice was heard, and Bo Tingsi couldn't help but spray the water that he hadn't swallowed directly on the kid's face.
The little girl opened her eyes in confusion, and when she felt her wet face, she raised her little paws and wiped it on her face. She looked very aggrieved in an instant: "Uncle, why are you spraying me with water? Even if Zhuzhu's back is amazing, uncle... uncle can't bully a child like this..."
Bo Tingsi's eyelids jumped when he saw her with that aggrieved and pumpkin-like face and her mouth saying such shameless words.
You really think you're pretty good at memorizing, right?
If Li Bai knew you were reading his poems like this, he would jump out of his coffin and hit you on the head!
The man recovered, his expression unconsciously becoming serious.
He held the book tightly, took a deep breath, and looked at the last poem. The man's face was serious: "Ode to the Goose, recite it!"
He wanted to see how many more "vicious" poems this kid hadn't said yet! !
When the little dumpling heard the name Yong'e, he said it was very familiar and immediately jumped up excitedly with his paws raised: "This one! This Zhuzhu is useless!"
"Daddy and Guoguo taught Wodu, so this Zhuzhu can do it now!!"
Did his nephew and his elder brother teach him?
After hearing this, Bo Tingsi felt relieved. He thought there shouldn't be any problem. Although Bo Yanzhou usually didn't do any human work, he would be clear about the issue of his children's education.
One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
After reciting a song with great passion, Bo Tingsi leaned on the sofa with a dazed look on his face, feeling as if he was living a life worse than death.
Seeing his second uncle's expression, the little boy thought he was surprised by his intelligence. He ran over on his short legs and hugged his arm, shaking it: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"
"Uncle, don't be too surprised. Although Zhuzhu is very smart, don't worry, uncle. Smart Zhuzhu won't dislike stupid uncle~"
"Even if uncle is stupid, he is still Zhuzhu's only uncle!"
Bo Tingsi: “……”
no...
What right do you, an uneducated fool, have to look down on him?
You never doubt yourself.
What kind of illusion made her so confident that she was so powerful?
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