Ou Zeye deliberately straightened up his face and said things were very serious.
In fact, what he said is right. Now Sansan can master the motorcycle skillfully, and the speed is very fast. If he can't brake well, he may fall to death in case of hitting something.
"I just want my brother to fall." Xiaoqi quickly explained that he was a child in the end, and did not think of such serious consequences.
"You can't be bad behind your back! That's insidious! You can confront your brother face to face or even fight with him, but you can't hurt him behind his back, you know? "
"But I can't beat my brother!"
"If you can't beat him, do you harm him behind his back? He's your brother. You forget how he took care of you? Just because he didn't play with you, do you have a grudge against him? If he really can't beat him, do you think Mommy will criticize you or brother when she knows you are fighting? "
Xiao Qi's head is lower.
Because Xiaoqi is weak and ill, Xiaoqi and Sansan are only more than one year apart, so Tong Xiaoman usually favors Xiaoqi. If the two brothers fight, Tong Xiaoman will certainly scold Sansan first, which is beyond doubt.
"If you have a problem with your brother, you can tell mommy that you can even let mommy take it out for you, or let me take it out for you."
"Dad, I know I'm wrong." Xiao Qi's voice is much weaker.
"I won't tell anyone about this. I hope there won't be another time. You've seen how I taught my brother. I don't want to teach you next time. You can also ask my brother how painful it is to hit my ruler on the palm of my hand."
Xiao Qi is so scared that he never dares to challenge the authority of Ou Zeye.
"Dad, I don't dare."
Hearing Xiao Qi say so, ou Zeye is a little relieved. He is still a child.
He took Xiaoqi to play at the seaside for a while, and then he went home.
Father and son made an appointment to enter the house. Everything they said outside today is their secret. They won't tell the third person any more.
Tong Xiaoman saw ou Zeye and Xiao Qi came back, and hurried forward, "how did the sun come out from the west? Do you know that as soon as I got home, your baby daughter began to tell me that you didn't take her to play, so you really took Xiao Qi out."
For ou Zeye and Xiao Qi, Tong Xiaoman naturally wants them to be like a real father and son, but Tong Xiaoman knows that he can't embarrass ou Zeye too much. After all, Xiao Qi is not his own.
Today, it's very gratifying to see that Ou Zeye only brought Xiao Qi. Maybe he wanted to educate Xiao Qi well.
"Then I'll go and coax her." Ozayo went upstairs with long legs.
Tong Xiaoman touched Xiaoqi's head, "Xiaoqi, is Dad good to you?"
Xiaoqi grinned, "it's very good!"
"Come on, go upstairs and eat the fruit."
When Xiao Qi went upstairs to eat fruit, Sansan was sitting there eating fruit.
Sansan gives Xiaoqi a car model. This car model is Sansan's favorite. It was brought to Sansan by their brother Mo Yiang last time. Sansan can't put it down. Xiaoqi also likes it very much. It's a pity that it's because Sansan's birthday is Sansan's birthday gift.
"Here you are, Xiao Qi."
"Give it to me?"
"It's all for you!" As a matter of fact, Sansan had some regrets yesterday. His younger brother and sister are the same in his heart. Although he prefers more than 99 on weekdays, he never takes less care of Xiaoqi.
"Thank you." Small 70 distracted falsely took over.
"Then you are not angry with me?"
Xiao Qi shook his head and said, "no more."
Three three just let go.
On Saturday and Sunday, both Sansan and Xiaoqi needed extra classes. It was ozayo who specially invited the teacher to come home to teach the two children.
In the past, ou Zeye thought that it was a long time after school, and it didn't matter to add a class. But Tong Xiaoman felt that children now love to play and didn't want to deprive them of their playing time, so he had to add a class on Saturday and Sunday.
Compared with the courses in school, Sansan preferred the courses on Saturday and Sunday, because only these courses, he did not feel mentally retarded.
Xiao Qi has always been very good. He obeyed the arrangement of his family and never resisted anything.
The teacher who is responsible for giving lessons to Sansan and Xiaoqi is also very promising, but ozano paid a lot of money to come.
Because the two brothers are not much different in age, the two brothers have classes together.
After class, the teacher was ready to leave. A servant came up and said respectfully, "Mr. Zhou, please go to the meeting room."
When Mr. Zhou heard that Ou Zeye was looking for him, he did not dare to neglect him and went to the meeting room with the servant.
Ozano is already there waiting for him.
"Mr. ou, are you looking for me to inquire about the lessons of the two young masters?"Ou Zeye has ordered people to prepare tea, "Mr. Zhou, how are my two sons going to class?"
Mr. Zhou also met two children first, and felt that they were plastic talents, so he took the course.
"The two young masters are very smart and have a strong learning ability. They will be pillars in the future."
"Mr. Zhou, is the teaching level of the two children the same now?"
"Yes, but the young master is younger and will learn more easily than the young master. The young master is very intelligent and loves to learn. I believe if he works hard in private, he will be the same as the young master."
Ou Zeye looked down and said, "Mr. Zhou, please only teach my eldest son from now on."
Mr. Zhou was very puzzled. Although the two children were a little different in grade, he could see that the young master was also very fond of learning, and he was also talented.
"Mr. ou, I don't understand. Is it because I don't teach well? I think the motivation of two children to learn together will be stronger, and the two children can compare with each other, so that they have some sense of competition, which is also good. "
"It's not that you don't teach well, but I think it's better to teach separately. My youngest son is young and hasn't gone to primary school yet. I think it's better to let him learn some basic things first."
Although Mr. Zhou didn't quite understand ou Zeye's meaning, he didn't have much to say.
"Mr. Zhou, your salary is the same as before, but I will only teach my eldest son in the future. As for my youngest son, I will invite other teachers to teach him."
"Well, it's up to you."
"It will start next week."
Mr. Zhou didn't think much. After all, he was only a teacher. In a family like this, it's normal for the two sons to have different training directions.