I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

Chapter 5 Pingping Wuqi’s IQ

Yu Feiwan: It’s really a sin, but this is what she was waiting for.

"Yes, I just don't know if the kind, lovely, beautiful and generous Pingping is willing to help me."

Is there a problem with this?

no problem!
In her heart, her mother is the kindest, cutest, most beautiful and generous person in the world.

Yu Ping said without hesitation, "I do."

"How to help?"

Yu Feiwan thought for a moment and made up a story that didn't sound too outrageous or complicated. "Actually, I am living in your Chinese language book. I was just awakened by you yesterday. As long as you keep me by your side, you If I study hard and complete my homework on time, I can live another day."

"If you do well in the exam, you can restore my immortal power little by little."

"You won't suffer any loss. I've recovered my immortal power and can help you."

"Are you going to be my friend?"

This nonsense can be deceived even by ghosts and ghosts, and it can deceive her mother, a simple and simple elementary school student of this era who has relatively little information.

If in the era she lives in now, kindergarten children would report fraud directly to the police.

"You have to study hard and complete your homework on time..."

Yu Ping smacked her lips, clenched her little hands into fists, and was confused, "Is it okay for you to read other people's books?"

"I have a cousin who is the son of my eldest uncle. He loves to study very much. He is a few months younger than me, but he is now in fifth grade."

"I love studying more than I love eating meat. He has always been No. 1. How about I give him the Chinese language book?"

Yu Feiwan's face turned dark. It turned out that his hatred of studying could really conquer everything.

Well, it’s no use even if the King of Heaven comes.

"I don't dislike you, it's mainly because I didn't study well and kept repeating the grade." Yu Ping scratched her head and smiled sheepishly.

Yu Feiwan gathered his emotions and said sadly, "No. I was awakened by you. Immortals who have been eliminated in the world are like duckweeds without roots. It's okay. If you can't save me, I won't even die." It’s your fault.”

"Pingping, I'm lucky enough to know you."

"What is duckweed?"

"Is it tasty?"

Just two sentences that are very insulting but not very harmful.

Yu Feiwan's emotions, which were not easy to arouse, were completely dispersed.

"Unappetizing!"

Yu Feiwan pretended to sob twice more.

"Okay, okay." Yu Ping gave in.

Learning from immortals is also an immortal.

It's just that it's not the fairy she likes.

There are so many immortals, so you have to learn to become immortals. It would be great if you were to eat immortals.

"Then I will take you with me wherever I go from now on, and try my best to study hard."

"If I really can't learn it, I will burn paper for you."

"Don't worry, grandma taught me how to fold ingots, and I did a great job."

Yu Feiwan's eyes were complicated, how could he be so proud with such a small tone.

She is hopeless!

She still found it very cute.

"But how did I wake you up?" Yu Ping picked up the broom and continued to sweep the snow.

"Because you used your Chinese language book as a cushion to put the roasted sweet potatoes you just took out!"

"Oh, that roasted sweet potato is so hot, it almost makes me smoke.

Yu Ping:......

Yu Ping blinked her eyes and swung the broom faster and faster, trying to hide her guilty conscience.

"You're quite a nice person." "I burned you with a roasted sweet potato, and you still saved me."

The broom was waving, and Yu Ping's voice was broken in the wind and snow.

This sentence, "You're a good person," made Yu Feiwan feel the familiar clear stupidity.

The deep and resentful bell rang, and urged by waves of buzzing aftertaste, Yu Ping dragged her big broom back to the classroom with a sigh.

The time of clearing snow is happy and short.

Yu Ping looked at the dark roasted sweet potato marks on the Chinese language book, and then remembered that she had torn off the cover of the book and played with it on fire, and she felt extremely guilty.

"Do you hurt?"

Yu Feiwan looked at the words popping up above Yu Ping's head on the screen, and controlled her voice sadly, "It hurts."

"But it won't hurt if I can see Pingping."

The weak voice is inconspicuous in the noisy classroom and no one pays attention.

She didn't lie, she was willing to trade her life's luck to see her mother in this form.

The ruler rapped on the table, the noise stopped, and there was silence for a moment.

The teacher standing on the podium put down the Chinese books, took out the mathematics textbook from the messenger bag on the side, and after passionately explaining the basic knowledge points, he wrote a series of division arithmetic problems on the blackboard. .

That's right, not only physical education teachers can teach mathematics, but also Chinese teachers.

Yu Ping bit the end of her pencil, feeling lucky.

The learning fairy in the Chinese language book probably won’t force her to learn math...

As an immortal, you should be single-minded.

But, as it turns out, it will!

He is a scholar, cruel and autocratic, and also a playboy who wants to get involved in any subject.

Yu Ping wanted to tell Xuexian that learning everything would only harm her, and that concentration is the best virtue of an immortal.

It's a pity that the immortal snorted coldly and she wilted.

Unreasonable!
While others secretly folded paper airplanes and flew around, Yu Feiwan was staring at Yu Ping doing arithmetic operations.

Yu Ping had a mournful face and kept saying that the dividend is equal to the divisor multiplied by the quotient plus the remainder, and the divisor is equal to the dividend divided by the quotient minus the remainder.

After chanting and chanting, Yu Ping started chanting a lot. She finished the questions in a mess and yawned uncontrollably. Her little head drooped as if it had been chopped off, and her upper and lower eyelids were indistinguishable.

Yu Fei opened the attribute panel later, wanting to secretly add some values ​​to his mother's mediocre IQ column.

It's a pity that she doesn't have the right to operate the attribute panel.

A real person, not a paper puppet under her control.

The value will only change due to the mother's own improvement.

Yu Feiwan felt disappointed and happy at the same time.

Compared with the mediocre IQ column, the moral column exudes holy light, while the mood column has dropped to negative values.

Obviously, in Yu Ping's mind, mathematics is a annoying little goblin.

Others are biased, so why is her mother biased?
Do you need moral character to be virtuous, and do you need IQ to be virtuous?
Yu Feiwan finally understood why her mother was so proud and determined to fold ingots and burn them to her.

Well, nine times out of ten, I have already mentally planned how much to burn during the holidays.

Her mother had to develop the IQ thing herself.

My cousin, who is the same age, is dominating in the fifth grade.

Her mother gave up on a division problem with a remainder in third grade.

Yu Feiwan reached out and rubbed Yu Ping's head. She had a lot of patience, and the lovely Pingping had a lot of time.

Once, under the desk lamp, it was her mother who rubbed her head and taught her to do her homework, day after day, year after year.

Now, her situation has changed, and she is happy to be her mother's guide.

Yu Feiwan tugged on Yu Ping's pigtails to wake her up from her nap.

She suppressed her voice and gave gentle examples. The peace, patience and gentleness in her voice gradually soothed the irritability and disgust in Yu Ping's heart.

(End of this chapter)