Wen Xia: “…”

If she didn't tell them, Jiang Yan and Liu An'an would probably keep asking. She coughed unnaturally and said, "It's OK."

Liu An'an and Jiang Yan smiled evilly at the same time. Liu An'an said in obvious disbelief: "Not bad? Are you sure it's not very good?"

Hearing her last two words, Wen Xia couldn't help but laugh, "An An, how come your spoken English hasn't improved at all?"

Liu Anan said "Hahahaha" proudly, "Don't worry about my oral English problem, the point now is, isn't it very good?"

Jiang Yan continued, "Could it be Wonderful?"

Wen Xia: “…”

She blushed. "Break up for one minute."

The three of them went back to Wen Xia's house, played and joked, put their things away, and then went out shopping.

Passing by a barber shop, Jiang Yan suddenly said, "Xia Xia, An An, you two should also go get a perm."

Wen Xia thought of her past "dark history" and shook her head firmly.

I saw other people’s hair perms before, so I talked to Qin Xueba about it for several days. Finally, he agreed to perm it. But the hairstylist who permed the hair probably liked to “give free rein.”

It's burned.

She had a messy mess of hair and Qin Mo laughed at her for most of half a month, especially every time she slept with her hair down at night.

Qin Mo laughed at her and called her the Lion King.

Liu Anan really wanted to, "Xia Xia, let's go together."

"No." Wen Xia refused firmly.

Jiang Yan pulled her, "Oh, it's hot, don't fall behind."

Finally, Wen Xia was carried into the barber shop by the two men. To be on the safe side, she chose a big wave, so that even if it was permed badly, she would not end up like a golden lion.

It’s just that the skills of this small barber shop were unexpectedly good, and the big waves looked very nice.

The barber uncle was also very satisfied. He said enthusiastically: "Do you want to dye it? It will look better after dyeing it."

Wen Xia shook her head and refused. After all, she was going to be a tutor, and dyeing her hair would give parents a feeling that she was unreliable.

In fact, being a teacher is quite demanding. You can’t wear short skirts or dye your hair.

Liu Anan dyed her hair a similar color to Jiang Yan. She is petite and had her hair permed, which makes her look a little cute.

…

Wen Family When Wen De saw Wen Xia’s big wavy hair, he instinctively pursed his lips. Wen Xia touched her hair unnaturally, “Dad, does it look good?”

It looks good, but Winder doesn't like perms. He pushed up his glasses and said, "It looks good."

Wen Xia laughed and joked with him, "Dad, why don't you go get your hair done tomorrow?"

Unexpectedly, Winder said "hmm".

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, a little touched, she said coquettishly: "Dad, why do you spoil me in everything?"

Winder looked at her and said, "Because you are my daughter, I will do my best to satisfy you and teach you."

“It was going to be cut.”

…

The winter vacation at the university was quite long, nearly forty days, and Wen Xia had nothing to do at home, so she started looking for families looking for a tutor.

Wen De actually didn't quite approve of her being a tutor, but he didn't stop her. He asked someone and helped Wen Xia find a tutoring job in De'an Community.

Maybe it was because Wen Xia was too famous when she took the college entrance examination that year, and when her parents saw it was her, they thought about it and agreed to pay her two thousand yuan a month.

This is not high because the lecture will be from nine in the morning to six in the afternoon.

The child in this family has average grades, but he works really hard.

This is not a problem of IQ, but a problem of not learning correctly, or at least the way of learning is not suitable for him.

Wen Xia corrected his paper again, and found that 40% of it was wrong.

She had explained a similar type of question on this test yesterday. In order to know how she was doing in learning, she stayed up late to do a set of tests.

Before she could say anything, Jiang Ming started crying.

Wen Xia could understand this feeling. She had tried her best, but there were no good results.

She patted him on the back and said soothingly, "It's okay, your knowledge is actually very solid, you just need to adapt it a little."

"For example, in this case, you can use the theorem that among all the line segments connecting a point outside a straight line and all the points on the straight line, the perpendicular line segment is the shortest to prove that ae is parallel to cd. It is indeed possible, but it will be very complicated."

"Look at the picture. The alternate interior angles here are equal. This proves that the two lines are parallel. Combined with the question, it can be concluded that this line is equal to the other one. Do you know why?"

Jiang Ming nodded, "If two straight lines are parallel to a third straight line, then these two straight lines are also parallel to each other."

"Yes, that's correct."

Wen Xia took out a candy from her pocket as a reward for him. "Math problems are not Chinese or English. You don't have to think in a rigid way. You can have several solutions. If none of them work, try other solutions."

“Can you play games?”

Jiang Ming hesitated for a moment and nodded. Wen Xia smiled and said, "Mathematics is similar to it. You have to be more flexible. After the class, I will play a game with you. I am good at it."

Jiang Ming's eyes lit up, "Is it okay? My mother won't allow it." After saying that, he became a little depressed again.

Children at this age are most eager to play. It is not good to let them not play at all and only focus on studying.

The term "work-rest combination" always has its reason of existence.

Wen Xia smiled and said, "I'll tell your mother."

After finishing the class in the afternoon, Wen Xia told Jiang Ming’s mother that she would take him home to get a test paper and do a test paper at the same time.

Because they lived in the same community, Jiang Ming's mother agreed.

When I got home, Winder was already there and cooking.

Wen Xia shouted, "Dad"

Jiang Ming called out very obediently: "Uncle Wen."

Winder nodded and motioned for him to eat something on the table.

Wen Xia smiled and stretched out her hand, "Dad, can you lend me your phone?"

"On the table."

Winder didn't ask her what she was going to do with it, nor did he worry about her seeing anything.

When Wend's phone needed a password to unlock, Wen Xia's first reaction was her birthday.

It is true.

It was not until the year she married Qin Mo that she found out that the passwords for the bank cards at home were all her birthday, as were the passwords for Wend's mobile phone and computer.

Even in Winder's accident insurance and property division, she was the only beneficiary.

She started downloading the software for the recently popular game and then registered a new account.

She handed it to Jiang Ming and said, "Let's have fun."

Jiang Ming is a boy and is really interested in games. He nodded happily, "Thank you, teacher."

Wen Xia picked up the phone and logged in. Then the two began to match teammates and played a game.

Jiang Ming was much more cheerful than usual when playing games, and he talked a lot more, "Teacher, there is someone on the left."

"Right, right."

"Teacher, you are so awesome."

Winder came out and saw the two people sitting on the sofa. He didn't say anything, but just knocked on the table to signal them to eat.

Jiang Ming ate with them. It was already late, eight o'clock. Wen Xia handed a test paper to Jiang Ming, "Do half of it tonight, and continue tomorrow morning."

Then she sent him to Jiang's house.

Jiang Ming's mother was very pleased when she saw Jiang Ming go home and start doing the test paper.

Because we are parents, we just think that whatever is good for our children is fine.

So we unintentionally ignore the child’s feelings and pressure.

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