Rebirth of military marriage: I married a handsome military officer

Lei Lei stood up and pointed at Zizixuan and said: "Aunt...teacher, it's him. It's Zizixuan who didn't do his homework. He also said that he never does his homework."

Mo Lanxi motioned Lei Lei to sit down and then asked Zizixuan: "Student Zizixuan, tell the teacher why you didn't do your homework. Did you forget it or couldn't do it?"

After all, Zizixuan was still a child. After leaving his parents, he still didn't dare to be too presumptuous, not to mention that the person in front of him was still a teacher.

He murmured: "No, it's just that I never have to do homework, and my previous teacher never said anything about me."

"Classmate Lin Xin, come and tell me, classmate Wang Zixuan, why you have to do your homework?" Mo Lanxi did not directly talk to Zizixuan, but instead asked a student to answer.

Lin Xin stood up immediately and said, "It's because doing homework can test whether we have learned the knowledge of the day. If we don't do homework, we won't know whether we have learned it or not."

"Classmate Lin Xin said that very well, please sit down. Classmate Wang Zixuan, regardless of whether you have done homework before, but starting from today, please complete the homework assigned by the teacher on time. Can you do it?"

Under Mo Lanxi's gaze, Wang Zixuan reluctantly nodded in agreement, and Mo Lanxi smiled and said, "Well, our classmate Wang Zixuan knows his mistakes and can correct them, he is a good boy.

Well, you didn't do your homework yesterday. The teacher will finish it with you after class today before leaving school. As for homework, if you don’t do it for a day, it will be difficult to make up for it later, don’t you think so, classmate Wang Zixuan? "

Wang Zixuan felt miserable, but he couldn't say anything now, and he didn't dare to say anything. He could only nod in agreement again.

Isn't this just a disguised form of detention? The eyes of the little guys in the class changed. The envy of not having to do homework suddenly disappeared without a trace. They were secretly glad that they completed their homework on time and no longer had to stay in class.

After school, Lu Li waited at the school gate but did not find her son. The more she waited, the more anxious she became. Just when she was worried and wanted to find a teacher to ask, Lei Lei ran out.

He said to Lu Li through the door rail: "Auntie, classmate Wang Zixuan is making up for yesterday's homework, and he will have to be late from school.

Teacher Mo said, if you are not willing to wait so long, you should go home first. After Zixuan finishes his homework, I, Teacher Mo, will take him home personally. "

Lu Li groaned and said in disbelief: "What homework? Didn't my son say there is no homework?"

The parents nearby laughed when they heard this, and someone said: "As a student, how come you don't have homework? You are a bit incompetent as a parent. I really don't know what to say about you. It seems that you don't care about your children." You don’t have any sense of responsibility, so you can’t be a stepmother, right?”

Lu Li was not happy to be choked, but now people suspected that she was the stepmother, which really pissed her off.

She jumped on her feet and reasoned with others: "Why don't I have a sense of responsibility? Why don't I care about the child? Also, I am the child's biological mother, not a stepmother. My child didn't have to do homework before he went to school, so what can I do?" I know this school will assign homework."

The person who was being criticized laughed and said, "You said you care about the children. Does that school give homework to the students? You think you are right. Why don't you go back and ask your child if the previous school has any homework? Do students need to do their homework?"

Lu Li felt choked in her heart. She had never been a student herself. Although she had only been a student for a few years, she still remembered that she had homework. But why did she believe her son unconditionally when he said there was no homework?

No, it was because the old lady had been preventing her from urging her son to do his homework. Over time, she really forgot that there was such a thing as homework.

Thinking of this, Lu Li still glanced at the other party angrily, but she said nothing more. She asked Lei Lei, who was watching the show fascinatedly, "When will my son finish his homework?"

Lei Lei came back to his senses, looked at the other person, and said hesitantly: "I don't know. He can't even do such simple math problems. It's hard for our teacher to teach him."

"You fart, my son is so smart, how could he not do it? It must be because your teacher didn't teach him well that he is like this."

"But, those are all first-grade questions. He is not in our school in the first grade, and our teacher has never taught him before."

This means that even if the teacher doesn’t teach well, it’s not our teacher Mo’s problem. It’s your son’s first-grade teacher who doesn’t know how to teach.

Someone on the side started talking again, "Look, her child's previous teacher was a teacher who didn't even care whether the students did their homework. How can he be a good teacher?

Her son's weak foundation must be the result of the previous teacher's failure to teach carefully. Fortunately, our child did not encounter such a teacher, otherwise the child's life would have been ruined. "

"Yes, yes, but our teachers at Haidao Primary School are still very responsible."

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The more Lu Li listened, the more anxious she became, and she resented the dead old lady even more. If she hadn't intervened, she wouldn't have ignored the child's learning problems.

It's just that she still doesn't admit that she is half or even more responsible for her son's matter. She can only say that people like Lu Li are selfish and never look for the reasons from themselves when things happen. It's someone else's problem.

It was nearly six o'clock when Mo Lanxi came out with Wang Zixuan and Lei Lei. As soon as Lu Li saw her son, she rushed towards him and asked anxiously: "Son, are you hungry? These are the sesame cakes that mom just bought for you. You eat some first, and mom will cook some meat for you when you go back."

Mo Lanxi looked at the mother and son silently, thinking that she should at least care about her son's study, instead of just focusing on eating, okay?

Lu Li turned around to ask questions as Mo Lanxi wished, but...

"Teacher, don't you look at what time it is now. Do you know that my son is hungry? Can't you find time to help with homework during the day? You have to wait until school is over. This will not delay the child's meal. Is it time?”

"In this case, we won't delay the children's meal time in the future. We should let the children take home their homework and let you be the parents to help them slowly, right?"

Leisnian, who had just arrived at school, was so angry when he heard Lu Li scolding Mo Lanxi. His wife had good intentions to help your child with homework, but in the end, she failed to say a kind word and was unreasonably accused of delaying the child. It's time to eat, I'm really pissed off.

Mo Lanxi patted Leisnian's arm comfortingly, turned to Lu Li and said, "Zhixuan's mother, I have to tell you that Wang Zixuan's foundation is very poor. He didn't lay a good foundation in the first grade. Remember to help him more at home." Make up some basic lessons, otherwise he will not be able to keep up with the progress of the second grade, and will become more and more painful as he learns.

As for homework, I don’t think Zixuan can complete his second-grade homework with his current ability. You’d better give him first-grade classes first. "

After saying that, Lu Li and Wang Zixuan didn't care, she took Leis Nian and Lei Lei's hands and left the school, because she was afraid that if she didn't leave, her man would quarrel with them again.