Seeing that Yao Siyu did not speak, ye Minjia stood up with the child and said, "ye Xiangwan, you are making trouble for nothing! Jiajia just played with you and sprayed you with a water gun, but what are you? You are maliciously instigating your son to bully your elders. What are you like? "

Ye Xiangwan made a surprised expression and said, "didn't you instigate your son?"

Ye Minjia snorted coldly, "of course not. How can we not pay attention to our elders like you! My mother is your aunt. That's what you did to her! "

Ye Xiangwan doesn't talk nonsense with ye Minjia. She looks at Song Jianing in ye Minjia's arms and sighs: "it's a pity. It's a pity. It turns out that the child is vicious in nature and is inherently bad. Just now I thought he was instigated by you, so..."

"Ye Xiangwan!"

Ye Minjia was so angry that he couldn't speak at night!

Ye Xiangwan continued to sympathize and sigh, "Hey, Bai has such a lovely face. It may be a disaster when he grows up. Ye Minjia, you should have snacks and discipline your children well. It's so vicious when you grow up. If you kill and break the law and go to jail when you grow up, their old song family will be the last, and you will become a sinner!"

Then she took her son upstairs.

As for what disputes between adults should not involve innocent children... Oh, who pays attention to this and dares to bully her son, all are bad people. Even if it is a child, she still hates it and wants to teach a lesson!

Besides, song Jianing doesn't seem to be a good child. If ye Minjia and song Tianrui give a good education, the child will be promising when he grows up, but if he is allowed to be so bad, he will have to go astray when he grows up.

And she decided to pack all her things today and call Qin Jingxuan later to ask him to pick her up and take all these things away.

She doesn't want to come here to see ye Minjia and Yao Siyu anymore.

"Baby, come and read a Tang poem to your mother."

Upstairs, ye Xiangwan counted the things inside and asked Qin Huaihe, who was playing in the corridor outside the door, to read poems.

Qin Huaihe wanted to go in and see what his mother was doing, but his mother wouldn't let him in. He said that children couldn't see the things inside, so he had to sit outside.

Hearing his mother's voice, he thought, raised his hand, pinched his throat, cleared his throat, and then began to recite Jiang nanchun.

"In spring in the south of the river, Du Mu, warblers crowing thousands of miles, green Ying the river, and the wind of wine flag in Shuicun mountain. There were 480 temples in the Southern Dynasty. How many buildings were in the misty rain. "

"My son is so clever! Come on, a little more! "

Ye Xiangwan knew that Qin Huaihe would recite many poems, including the preface of Tengwang Pavilion and Qin Huaihe.

To know the preface of Tengwang Pavilion, she can't remember how to recite it!

Upstairs, ye Xiangwan teased his son to show off his intelligence. Downstairs, ye Minjia's eyes were as venomous as poison.

Just now, ye Xiangwan dared to curse her son to go to jail when he grew up!

Damn it!

Now I dare to show off to her. Hum, just reciting poems. Her son Jiajia can also recite more than one!

She sat on the sofa with her son in her arms and asked, "can you recite that poem just now?"

Song Tianrui taught her children to read poetry, so she didn't know what children would recite.

Song Jianing wiped his tears and nodded, "yes."

Jiang nanchun, thinking at night, and many poems he can recite.

Looking up at the upstairs, although he couldn't see the child, he was still very jealous and cursed fiercely in his heart. Why didn't the little boy die? He was the only one in the family who could recite. Don't have another person!

If this little guy is smarter than him, he won't be the best one in the future, and his father and grandparents won't like him as much as before.

Well, if only this little thing died.

He thought bitterly.

……

Upstairs, Qin Huaihe racked his brains thinking, what kind of poetry is longer and harder?

Aren't the poems sentence by sentence? The preface and words are very long

Finally, he recited a yellow crane tower.

"Yellow Crane Tower, Cui Hao. In the past, people have gone by yellow crane. There is no yellow crane tower here. The yellow crane will never return, and the white clouds will be long in the sky for thousands of years. Qingchuan has Hanyang trees, fragrant grass and parrot island. Where is the sunset village? The Yanbo river is worrying. "

Ye Xiangwan happily praised Qin Huaihe.

Song Jianing downstairs is not happy. He will also recite this!

He groaned and shouted at the top of his voice, "spring outlook, Du Fu. The country's broken mountains and rivers are in the city, and the grass and trees are deep in spring. When feeling, flowers splash tears, hate other birds. Can you recite the one below? "

He thought proudly that the child would not!

Qin Huaihe casually said: "the beacon fire lasts for three months, and the letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The white head scratching is shorter, and the muddy desire is more than the hairpin. "

Song Jianing is so angry!

He thought with his cheeks bulging, and said, "good rain knows the season, when spring happens..."

Qin Huaihe didn't wait for him to finish reading, then recited: "sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark with clouds, and the river boat is bright with fire. At dawn, when you look at the red and wet place, the flowers weigh the Jinguan city. "

Song Jianing was mad. He should have recited two sentences alone. He was preempted by the child after reciting one sentence. It's really hateful!

This time, Qin Huaihe no longer gave him the opportunity to read poetry. Qin Huaihe stood up, lay on the railing of the corridor on the second floor, and looked down at Song Jianing in the living room.

"Can you speak English?"

“……”

Song Jianing opened his mouth. Of course he wouldn't. his father only taught him addition, subtraction, multiplication and division and reciting poetry, but didn't teach him how to speak English!

Hum, dad doesn't know how to speak English himself. When watching TV, he speaks English, and dad can only understand half of it.

Qin Huaihe couldn't speak English when he saw song Jianing. He hummed and his small mouth cocked up proudly.

“What’swrongwithyou? This is to ask what happened to you. What’syourname? This is to ask your name. WhatcanIdoforyou? That means, "what can I do for you?"

Qin Huaihe showed off a few words, then blinked and said innocently, "you see, you can't do any of them. You have to study hard!"

Qin Huaihe speaks very standard English. He was taught by a foreign language teacher specially sought by the Qin family when he was in the capital.

At that time, he thought that his father had been abroad. He had to learn English well and could go out to find his father when he grew up. Therefore, when the teacher taught, he studied more seriously than reading Tang poetry.

Song Jianing was so angry that he stared at Qin Huaihe upstairs, his eyes almost red.

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