A foreign city, dear you

Ye Lian would rather buy less clothes for herself and keep buying toys for Lanshan, believing that playing with toys is important for children's growth.

But Ye Lian always has a choice when buying toys for Lanshan. The toys she chooses are not simple to play with, but require some thinking or a little patience.

"Lan Shan will go to elementary school next year. Do you want to enroll him in a class?" Cao Xueqian suddenly asked.

"What class should I sign up for?" Ye Lian asked.

"It's a tutoring class." Cao Xueqian was surprised that Ye Lian didn't understand the meaning of his question.

"It's not necessary. I haven't even thought about it. You do what you do at any age. Now is the age to play." Ye Lian took a bite of rice and continued: "And I feel that some of Shanshan's mathematical thinking is still good. Okay, there is no need to study in advance, just follow the teacher when the time comes. As for English, I can teach it myself."

It turned out that Ye Lian had already planned it.

"What about Chinese?" Cao Xueqian asked again.

"In Chinese, I see that all the tutoring classes outside teach Pinyin. These are easy. Didn't I buy Pinyin alphabet cards a long time ago? When I usually play with Lanshan, I will find opportunities to teach him. He can master them all. about there."

"You know how to arrange it." Cao Xueqian joked.

"That's right!" Ye Lian was not modest: "Children are still young and have a playful nature. Learning while having fun is the best. You learn it without even realizing it. Sitting in the classroom to learn seriously, instead of It’s easy to kill children’s interest in learning.”

"You look so eloquent." Cao Xueqian smiled.

"Don't believe it? You can take the test on Lanshan after dinner." Ye Lian said and looked at Lanshan.

"Shanshan, why are you eating so slowly?" Ye Lian became anxious when she saw it: "I've been eating for so long and the rice is still not moving. Eat quickly, eat quickly!"

But Lan Shan still looked absent-minded, wondering if he was thinking about his building blocks.

"Shanshan, listen to mom and eat well." Cao Xueqian used the word "coax".

Lanshan lazily picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat. But when he was about to bring it to his mouth, he dropped the chopsticks and the meat together with his clothes and dropped them to the ground with a "pop".

There was a streak of oil on the clothes and several oil stains on the floor.

Ye Lian looked at it and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Cao Xueqian quickly signaled Ye Lian to calm down and went to get a pair of chopsticks for Lan Shan.

"Hurry up and eat well, otherwise mom will be angry. If mom gets angry, the consequences will be serious and she will throw you into the trash can." Cao Xueqian coaxed and lied.

"The trash can downstairs? I'll come back by myself." Lan Shan didn't care.

"Then what will you do if a bad guy takes you away? You won't be able to find your parents." Cao Xueqian continued to scare Lanshan.

"Then you won't be able to find your son either!" Lan Shan's mouth was unforgiving. He is five years old and cannot be fooled.

Seeing the verbal battle between father and son, Ye Lian was angry and funny.

"Shanshan, my mother said you are very good at pinyin, right?" Cao Xueqian saw that his plan failed, so he came up with another plan.

"Of course, I can memorize it!" Lan Shan was very proud.

"Really? Then finish your meal quickly and recite it to daddy, okay?"

When Cao Xueqian saw the "fish" starting to "take the bait", he began to reel in the line.

"it is good!"

Lan Shan smiled happily and finally started to eat well.

The "fish" successfully "took the bait".

Older gingers are more spicy. As young as Cao Lanshan, he is still too naive and cannot withstand the "erosion" of "sweet words".

Cao Xueqian and Ye Lian snickered.

"If you don't sign up for a tutoring class, why don't you sign up for an interest class?" Cao Xueqian asked again.

"I haven't decided yet. I wonder what Lanshan likes?" Ye Lian said, finishing the last bite of rice.

Isn’t this easy to handle? Just ask Lanshan directly.

"Shanshan, what do you like best?" Cao Xueqian asked immediately.

"I like ham sausage best." Lan Shan replied without raising his head.

"Haha!" This answer was not what Ye Lian expected at all, and Ye Lian almost laughed.

"Then let's sign him up for a ham sausage hobby class?" Ye Lian laughed and looked at Cao Xueqian.

Cao Xueqian also finished eating, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and couldn't help laughing.

Lan Shan was confused and didn’t know what was so funny about liking ham sausage. He didn't notice the conversation between his parents just now.

"Dad is asking you, what are your hobbies? For example, singing? Playing the piano? Or playing ball?" Cao Xueqian slowly inspired Lanshan.

Lanshan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "I like playing the piano."

"Okay, what kind of piano do you like to play? There are piano, violin, guzheng, etc." Cao Xueqian asked.

"I like all of them."

Cao Xueqian and Ye Lian laughed. Children don't know how hard it is to learn the piano, and they think it is such a fun thing to do, and they are greedy for more.

"Then when will you take him to the piano store to have a look and let him experience it." Cao Xueqian said to Ye Lian.

Ye Lian nodded.

After moving to Xi Yayuan, there was a music shop on Lanshan's way to kindergarten every day. Maybe it was the various pianos displayed in the music store that aroused Lanshan's curiosity.

After Lanshan finished eating, he ran to his father happily and memorized the pinyin alphabet with his head shaking. As expected, he was almost able to memorize the pinyin alphabet.

Cao Xueqian praised Lanshan so much that Lanshan became even more proud.

"Shanshan, it's bedtime at noon, go to sleep." Ye Lian cleared the table and ordered Lanshan.

"I have to wait for mom." Lan Shan followed Ye Lian, forgetting about the blocks again.

This little guy always wants his mother to take him to bed with him at noon.

"Okay." Ye Lian agreed.

Cao Xueqian quietly showed a dissatisfied expression on his face, and Ye Lian snickered that he was jealous of his son.