At the beginning, he was regarded as a Taoist priest of fortune-telling.

The whole table was silent for a long time.

In the end, it finally turned into a burst of laughter that could not be concealed!!

"Hahahaha! I'm laughing to death! Who taught him this??? who taught him?"

"The latter sentence is even funnier! Giggle???hahahaha!What a little talent!!"

"I said second uncle, this kid of yours is too funny, didn't he say it so funny, so that we can be happy~~"

"Ahem, ahem!"

Han Ertian coughed twice, slightly embarrassed.

But.

He didn't think that his child couldn't even recite a goose, it was a kindergarten poem, Luo Bingwang was five or seven years old, he wrote this poem, even if his child did not do well in Xi, he would not be able to write this poem.

My son is mediating the atmosphere!

That's right!

It's definitely mediating the atmosphere!!

Immediately, Han Ertian said to Han Ming seriously,

"Xiao Ming, so many uncles and aunts are here, how can you be so big and small?"

"Quick, recite the correct poem to your brother-in-law, don't memorize it blindly!"

Sister...

Brother-in-law?

Han Lili was smiling, and when she heard this word, she immediately lowered her head in shame.

Phew! for the old disrespectful...

Han Ming, with a distressed look on his face, felt a little embarrassed-

Because.

He had forgotten how the real goose had memorized.

He usually doesn't study much Xi at all, because his family has no money and power, and the school is the kind of school where all the little hooligans don't learn Xi, and the teachers don't care about it at all.

Homework, exams, exams, everything.

His father is also uneducated, so he basically can't teach him.

Thereupon.

Han Ming's knowledge reserve is far below that of his peers.

Syllable!

Seeing that Han Ming couldn't recite it for a long time, Han Ertian was a little anxious and slapped the table fiercely.

What kid is this??

"Hurry up, you!?Didn't Yong'e teach it as a kindergarten teacher?!Let you memorize a poem, and you have to kneel down and beg you, father??"

Han Ming's face became even more bitter, racked his brains, and said again,

"Goose goose goose!"

"Song to the sky!!"

"White-haired floating green water!!"

“... Anthurium... Anthurium..."

He held back his little face, but he just couldn't come out!

Behind the anthurium, isn't it just clucking!?

The goose cries!!

Thinking about it, he couldn't think of it, Han Ming simply didn't want to think about it, and just stumbled,

"I don't know!!I can't memorize!!I'm going to play with my phone anyway!!"

Syllable!!!

A loud slap hit Han Ming's face hard, and a red slap mark quickly rose.

He covered his mouth and was beaten.

Han Ertian's nose was crooked, and he finally couldn't help but slap him!

"Loser thing!!I can't even carry a goose goose goose goose! Lao Tzu has so much money for you to study every year, you can read a giggle?!"

"Are you worthy of me?!Are you worthy of your mother who is still working overtime in the factory?!"

"Wow!"

Han Ming's eyes instantly turned red, and big tears fell down.

"Oh, second uncle, you can't beat the child if his grades are not good? The child can't be beaten, he won't be smart after he beats!"

"That's it, Xiao Ming is a smart child, I think it's eighty percent, it must be that their teacher hasn't taught the poem Goose Goose Goose!"

"Yes, yes, yes, we haven't read this language carefully, we had it when we were young, and we don't necessarily have it now!"

"Yes, why don't you Xiao Su come up with a new question, come up with a question that their elementary school students have learned, and test him?"

"That's a good idea, re-emerge a question, in the third grade of elementary school!"

“..."

As soon as the style of painting changed, it suddenly turned to Su Han's head.

Su Han looked at Han Ertian with a regretful face, and looked sorry,

"Second uncle, I'm sorry, I don't know that Xiao Ming hasn't studied this poem, or I'll re-issue a question and test him again?"

Han Ertian, his anger slowly calmed down.

I thought to myself, maybe that's right.

What if it's really something that Xiao Ming hasn't learned?

Didn't that wronged him?

"Nacheng, Xiao Su, you can test him with another question. After a pause, he also reminded him in particular, "I want the content below the third grade of elementary school!"

He was afraid that Su Han would come up with an over-the-top topic and embarrass himself again.

But...

It's not that simple...

Su Han, just by pinching his fingers, instantly calculated all the shortcomings of this Han Ming's Xi!

Language, he can't memorize any poems;

Mathematically, he doesn't use any algorithms;

In English, he didn't know a word.

He, all men clear!

After mastering all of Han Ming's shortcomings, Su Han smiled mysteriously, and then began to shake his head,

"It was a Chinese question just now, what this elementary school student memorized, he had to change it in a few years, so Xiao Ming didn't memorize it, it's understandable!"

"Then I'll come up with a math problem below!"

Su Han began to explain,

"The mathematics of the third grade of primary school, it should have been taught to addition, subtraction, multiplication and division within 10, I think, the multiplication formula, should be the second semester of the second grade, should be proficient in memorization, right?"

Suddenly, a relative raised his hand and signaled,

"Yes, my child is only in the second grade of primary school now, and he has mastered the addition, subtraction, multiplication and division within 10, this is a compulsory course, everyone must know, when taking the exam, these are tested, it is much more difficult than when we were children~~"

Hearing that Su Han came up with a math problem, Han Ertian was relieved.

I can't teach Chinese or English.

This math, but I often help my son with homework!

That's sure to be fine!

And Han Ming also stopped crying and showed a confident smile!

Mathematics!

I'm the best at it!!

"Okay, then I'll come up with a math problem!" Su Han smiled slightly,

"Excuse me!"

"(3+1)*2/4-2, what is it?"

Su Han has a comprehensive question!

Everyone immediately looked at Han Ming.

The latter confidently and slowly calculated in his heart, and then said loudly,

“4！！"

Han Ming answered the questions very confidently and was full of energy!

However, full of self-confidence, he once again ushered in the love of his old father-

Syllable!!

Another slap on Han Ming's other face, quickly turning red.

"Wow!!"

One didn't hold back, and Han Ming cried again, extremely sad.

"Little rabbit cub! I'll kill you! How many times have I taught you this topic! Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, you must first calculate multiplication and division, and then add and subtract! You little rabbit cub, every time you are wrong, every time you are wrong!! See if I can't beat you!!"

"Wow wow! I don't want to play with my phone anymore!"

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