The group pet is three and a half years old: don't delay my mother's exam to Tsinghua Univ

Chapter 37 Low IQ
"Hi Aunt Song, Tangtang hasn't finished her homework, and I want to do homework with Fu Jingan." Tang Tang raised her face, her tone obedient and sweet.

Song Jiao was so annoyed in her heart that she had to put on the appearance of a kind aunt on her face: "Okay, what Tangtang wants to eat, auntie will bring it to you."

"Apple crisp, thank you, auntie." Tang Tang's eyes bent into beautiful crescents.

Fu Jingan had already changed into clean clothes, and silently took Tang Tang upstairs to do his homework in the room.

Tang Tang went upstairs all the way, his eyes quickly swept across the living room.
Four pinhole cameras, not bad.

Fu Ming is not stupid.

"This is a gift for you." Tang Tang handed over the paper bag, "You have to study hard and become a barrister in the future, you know?"

Tang Tang peeked at Fu Jingan's report card in the kindergarten.

Door door duck eggs.

I don't know how Fu Jingan, who had such poor grades in kindergarten, had a genetic mutation in high school and was admitted to No. 1 in the city?

Tang Tang's gift from Fu Jing'an was a math workbook, the brand new "Three Hundred Math Questions for Children".

"Come on, do the questions quickly, I'll help you." Tang Tang leaned over, and Fu Jingan smelled a sweet smell of milk coming from Tang Tang.

It smells good.

Tang Tang reprimanded with a small face: "Don't look at me, look at the math problem."

The face is quite serious, and Tang Tang's heart is full of joy.Fu Jing'an, Fu Jing'an, when you grow up, you are so cool and crazy, but you never thought that when you were a child, you would obediently let me help you with your homework?Hey~~
"Do the math problem within 10 first. For this problem, how much is 9-5?" Tang Tang asked.

Fu Jingan: "."

Seeing his ignorant look, Tang Tang was even more worried. Was Fu Jingan's IQ so low when he was a child?
Forget it, the little brother I took in, I have to teach him to be a talent even on my knees.Tang Tang enjoys the days of tuning-teaching rivals.

Tang Tang patiently took out nine small wooden sticks, and taught him in an orderly manner: "There are nine small wooden sticks here. If you subtract five, how many are left?"

Fu Jingan silently followed suit.

Nine sticks, five were removed, and four were left
Tang Tang taught him to do math problems all afternoon, and he was so tired that his back was sore and his legs ached, but Fu Jingan still looked like "I don't know what to ask."Tang Tang worried: "Fu Jing'an, how did you get admitted to the University of Political Science and Law?"

Fu Jingan raised his face and said seriously: "Tangtang, you will teach me all weekends from now on, okay?"

Tang Tang thought for a moment and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, who made you my little brother."

Fu Jingan secretly raised the corner of his mouth.

After the tutoring homework was over, Tang Tang packed her bag and left Fu's house.Song Jiao showed the demeanor of a warm-hearted aunt, stuffed a red apple into Tang Tang's hand, and waved goodbye with a smile: "Tangtang, you will often come to play with our Xiaoan in the future."

Tang Tang raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay, thank you, auntie."

You're done, Auntie.

Tang Tang got into Aunt Wang's car and returned to Tang Wanru's house.

Song Jiao turned her face instantly after Tang Tang left, took a handkerchief and wiped her hands carefully, rolled her eyes and complained: "Impolite little bitch, who learned to hook up with men at a young age, will definitely be a waste when he grows up."

In her opinion, Tang Tang, who is well-behaved and beautiful, is "not in the right mind". She ran to a boy's house when she was only three years old. This is a lack of tutoring.

"Fu Jing'an, don't go back to your room, don't come out tonight!" Song Jiao threw a handkerchief on him, "Tell Tang Tang not to come, I still have to spend time entertaining her, I'm about to die of exhaustion."

Fu Jingan walked back to the utility room silently.

Lock the door.

Turn on a small light, the dim light is like the sun in the dark, shining on his handsome and slightly immature side face.Fu Jingan sat cross-legged on the broken quilt, took out a crumpled elementary school textbook from the gap in the wall, and read it slowly.

His grades were actually very good, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Song Jiao. This woman wanted him dead.

In the hotel, Fu Ming saw everything that happened during the day through surveillance.

His face was extremely ugly.

I really can't figure it out, why does Song Jiao treat a five-year-old boy so harshly?
He rubbed his temples and planned to have a face-to-face talk with his wife. If Song Jiao refused to admit her mistake, he would choose to divorce Song Jiao.Fu Jingan is his only son, and he must not be abused by an ignorant and foolish woman.

Just as she was about to turn off the computer, Song Jiaojiao's coquettish voice suddenly came from the monitor: "Damn you, you are here."

　Piao Piao ~ Fu's plot line is from another book of mine

　　
　
(End of this chapter)