If the morning is the home court of the 10 little soldiers, then the afternoon is An An Lele's home court.
When it comes to academic studies, how can 10 rough guys compare to these two kids who have a photographic memory?
Weapon knowledge explanation: the gun in Wei Jianguo's hand was like a part of his body, and in an instant it became a pile of parts.
An An and Lele watched without blinking. This was the first time for both of them to come into contact with guns.
Let others start practicing. Wei Jianguo gave special lessons to the two children, explaining in detail the specific knowledge about firearms.
Then let them practice assembling and disassembling by themselves.
No one took the two kids seriously at first, but in just 5 minutes, they had mastered it skillfully. If their hands were not so small, they would have been even faster.
Especially for Lele, interest is the best stimulant. He studies very seriously and completely enters his own world. The external situation has no effect on him at all.
The same goes for the theoretical knowledge that follows. They listen to it once and then look at it again and they can remember it all.
Beat up these little fighters.
Qian Zhijun, who was more lively, looked exhausted. "An An Le Le, what's wrong with your little brains? Do you want to let the uncles live?"
Originally, Captain Wei required them to remember everything they learned that day. They still felt that it was an impossible task and wanted to ask Captain Wei to relax the requirements.
I never expected that two five-year-old children could do it so easily. They didn’t even need to spend extra time and they remembered it in class.
How could they dare to speak up?
A group of grown men are not as good as two five-year-old children? This is what happened, but they are too embarrassed to say it.
In the days that followed, this group of people's attitude towards academic subjects was unprecedentedly high. When they felt sleepy, they would pinch their thighs hard, determined not to be outdone by the two kids.
Do you think that's the end of it?
You underestimate Wei Jianguo. He likes not being a human being the most.
For English classes, Wei Jianguo asked his two children to teach them. Not a single Chinese word could appear in one class. Those who violated the rules would be given additional training.
It is not very harmful, but extremely insulting.
Everyone studied very hard and refused to be pinned to the ground by two kids.
Otherwise they would just become simple-minded and strong-limbed reckless men.
Those who had originally complained about Wei Jianguo bringing his two children to training now shut up.
Feelings are not used to train children, but to use children to train adults.
Fortunately, they didn't have time to express their objection. My face hurts so much.
How can such a good child not be my own? I don’t know what color sack I can steal it back with.
Some people have already started thinking about whether they can send their unfortunate children to the Wei family and ask them to help raise them for a few days. They don’t need to be as smart as An An Lele, just half as smart will be enough.
Looking at the other man's wife's big belly, they silently gave up the idea.
But it doesn’t matter. We all live in the same compound and are classmates. It’s okay for them to learn from Wei Yannan and Wei Yibei at school.
It was too noisy, and Teacher Feng also heard about it and came to the classroom to watch for a while.
The two children spoke fluent English and what I told them was nothing but some short stories from history.
These were all told to them by Song Shuxi when they were learning English.
Commander Feng didn't understand it either, but he inexplicably felt it was amazing.
Patting Wei Jianguo on the shoulder, he said, "Train them well. These two children will have a great future."
Wei Jianguo saluted and said, "I guarantee to complete the mission."
Master Feng... "You are so boring. You don't have to be so serious in private. Let's go. It's not fun at all."
Looking at Commander Feng's back, Wei Jianguo's lips slowly curled up into a smile. Privately, the commander hated being serious the most.
Wei Jianguo and his two children were busy with training, and Song Shuxi was not idle at home either.
Aunt Fu was busy with the daily chores of three meals a day, and Song Shuqian also handed over the matter of stockpiling supplies for the winter to Aunt Fu.
Aunt Fu likes the environment of the staff quarters very much. After work, she likes to go to the gossip gathering place to chat with everyone.
I have completely integrated into it and can just prepare things with everyone.
Wei Jianguo came back and told Lele about his talent in mechanics. He wanted to find a professional teacher to teach Lele so as not to waste his talent.
But finding a suitable teacher in their place is simply a fantasy.
Song Shuqian thought of the original owner's major and hobbies.
It was fate that the two had exactly the same hobbies.
Thinking that they were originally twins, Song Shuqian felt relieved.
She was busy looking through her notes and books, trying to distinguish the levels of difficulty and then show them to Lele. She really couldn't teach this.
Lele has to teach himself.
Distinguishing the levels of difficulty has already consumed a great deal of her energy.
Song Shuqian herself really doesn't like these things.
When Lele returned home, he received a book from his mother.
Her little face flushed slightly with excitement, "Thank you, Mom. I love you the most, Mom. You are the best mom in the world."
After all the flattery, Song Shuqian felt refreshed and didn't feel tired at all.
She said, "An An Le Le, these are the books that Mom studied when she was in school, but Mom really doesn't like them.
You may have noticed that mom likes painting, playing the piano and literature more.
Mom also knows some of these things. If you don’t understand something, you can ask me and we can find the answer together. "
Feeling that what she said was not good, Song Shuqian continued to add, "An An, if you don't like it, don't force yourself to learn it. Mom doesn't like it either, so you may be like her. Dad likes it, so your brother may be like him."
An An's originally depressed expression brightened up when he heard his mother's words. "Really, mom? Isn't An An too stupid?"
"How can you think that? If you are stupid, then everyone else is stupid.
Each of us has different interests. You learn classical Chinese and languages faster than your younger brother. You also like painting and music. These are all your interests.
No one is perfect.
You are my child, isn't it normal for you to be like me? "
After hearing his mother's comfort, An An gave up the idea of accompanying his brother to study. He didn't like this.
Song Shuqian said to him, "When I was young, I was taught by your grandmother, so I know a lot of things. Before you find your own interests, follow me and learn what I like. Then we will try new things when we find opportunities until we find what you like, okay?"
An An nodded heavily. As long as his mother still liked him and didn't think he was stupid, that was enough.
The mother and son went to play chess hand in hand, which was an exclusive game between them.
Lele doesn't like this at all and stays away from him when he sees him.
This is the best way to comfort An An.
Song Shuqian also just realized that An An is thoughtful and used to being a brother. He subconsciously doesn't want to be worse than his younger brother, so she needs to spend more time with him.
Lele was so engrossed in reading the books that he entered his own world and was not able to feel the changes in the outside world.
(In case you misunderstand me, let me explain that my country only started to completely ban guns in 1996)
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