When He Yanzhi and Guan Wenru returned home, Bai Yun had already picked up the triplets from school.
When the three children saw their parents return together, they didn't even bother playing with the other children in the yard. They immediately rushed to their parents' side and started chattering about what they had done at school that day.
Seeing the smiles on the triplets' faces, He Yanzhi felt even more guilty.
In the years that followed, he was absent from the growth of the triplets; how heartbroken they must have been.
When they see other children with fathers, they act as if they don't have one.
You'll definitely feel disappointed.
With that in mind, He Yanzhi wanted to do more for the children.
So, after dinner, he didn't go to the camp to watch the soldiers train again, but stayed home to tutor the triplets.
At this moment, on the kang (a heated brick bed) in the living room, an arithmetic notebook and a pencil were spread out on a small kang table.
He Yanzhi sat cross-legged opposite the triplets, while Guan Wenru wrote the factory's business plan next to him.
The disaster was severe, and she had to find a way to solve the supply problem, otherwise the cattle and sheep of those large groups would not be able to survive.
In recent years, thanks to the presence of feed processing plants, these brigades have dared to raise more cattle and sheep, and the scale is more than double that of seven years ago.
Over the years, the lives of the commune members have visibly improved.
If this supply problem isn't resolved, all the cattle and sheep in the brigade will starve to death.
While Guan Wenru was writing furiously, He Yanzhi pointed at the notebook and asked Da Bao, "He Yi, didn't you just calculate it? How come there's another mistake? Take another look at this problem carefully. What is 6 × 7 ÷ 2? Write it down. Calculate it carefully. Don't try to be fast and just do a quick calculation!"
When Guan Wanxin was still alive, she taught the triplets to read and write every day, and they had already learned simple addition, subtraction, and multiplication.
The triplets are all good at math, but I don't know who they took after, they can't seem to settle down and study properly.
He dislikes practicing calligraphy even more.
Although they are only six years old, they can already write many characters, but they don't like to write or practice, and they always have to be forced to learn.
Seeing his father's serious expression, He Yi knew he couldn't be careless anymore. He carefully calculated and wrote down 21.
He Yanzhi nodded in satisfaction and pointed to another problem, "Continue with this one."
He turned to look at Erbao, "Heqi, don't think you can stop doing the three questions you've done. Your task tonight is twenty questions. Keep working on them, or I won't tell you any stories tonight."
He Qi pouted and reluctantly continued calculating.
He Yanzhi looked at Xiao Bao and saw that He Sheng's notebook was almost clean. He was furious. "He Sheng, what are you doing? We're waiting for the food to be served."
He Sheng's eyes immediately lit up, and he looked at him innocently, "Dad, we can have another meal tonight."
He Yanzhi: "..."
"Pfft..." Guan Wenru couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The father and his three sons glanced at her.
He Yanzhi immediately turned the triplets' heads back, "Keep doing your problems."
He Sheng looked at the question, his eyes glancing out the window, his pencil scribbling randomly on the paper. "Hmm... this question might be equal to... equal to a big watermelon!"
"!" He Yanzhi's face darkened, and his voice was stern. "He Sheng! Sit up! Look at your notebook and do your calculations properly."
He Sheng shrank his neck and slowly wrote a crooked 50.
He Yanzhi almost laughed out of anger, "You're telling me, three times three equals fifty? Rewrite it! Concentrate!"
He Sheng pouted, slowly erased the 50, and wrote a crooked 9.
Seeing He Sheng's absent-minded look, He Yanzhi suddenly reached out and lightly slapped his little bottom. "I'm telling you to concentrate! Where are your ears? If you dare to be so distracted while doing your homework again and upset your mother, I'll teach you a lesson!"
He Sheng clutched his bottom, his lips trembling, but he quickly put on a sweet smile and snuggled closer to He Yanzhi. "Dad, I was wrong! I love Dad the most, and I love Mom the most too! I'll write properly! I promise!"
He Yanzhi looked at his ingratiating little face, his expression softened slightly, but his tone remained serious, "Remember your promise! If you don't do your homework properly in the future, Dad won't let the three of you off the hook! Do you hear me?"
The triplets could all sense their father's anger, and they quickly nodded, saying in unison, "We heard you, Dad!"
Guan Wenru put down her pen, glanced thoughtfully at He Yanzhi, and frowned slightly.
He Yan had rarely disciplined the children like this before... with a hint of anxious strictness.
He shouldn't have laid a hand on the child, especially when it comes to something as trivial as helping with homework.
What's wrong with him tonight?
Why are you so angry?
However, she didn't ask anything in front of the children and continued writing the plan with her head down.
......
After making sure the triplets finished their homework and completed their studies for the evening, Guan Wenru packed up her things.
She and He Yanzhi played with the triplets.
She was building with blocks, which she had drawn herself, and He Yanzhi had put together yesterday.
After they finished building with the blocks, the triplets got sleepy as night deepened.
He Yanzhi told them to wash up and coaxed them to sleep in the small hut.
After they fell asleep, He Yanzhi immediately returned to the main house and couldn't wait to kiss Guan Wenru.
His kiss was unusually passionate and forceful, and Guan Wenru responded gently, letting him take what he wanted.
Tonight's intimacy lasted longer than usual, as if they wanted to merge into each other's very bones.
I don't know how much time passed.
The wind and rain gradually subsided.
He Yanzhi still held her tightly, his breathing heavy.
Guan Wenru leaned against his sweaty chest, her voice slightly hoarse, "Is there... something you want to tell me?"
He Yanzhi's body stiffened almost imperceptibly.
He was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed the top of her head deeply, letting out a barely audible sigh, "As expected, nothing can be hidden from you."
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