Chapter 180： Teach students in accordance with their aptitude

Chapter 180 Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude

Bell turned her head to look at her brother, pouted in annoyance: "Brother, what's behind?"

"If you don't learn when you are young, why should you be old." Bao'er is sometimes speechless and helpless with her younger brother.

Tan Anjun patted Belle's forehead, and said with an angry smile: "I didn't remember it seriously? Well, I came here to take advantage of it, and I should be punished!"

"Daddy, Kun'er has worked very hard, but these words are very naughty." Belle said in frustration.

Su Yongyuan, Tan Anjun, and others are very curious, why are the words so naughty?

Bao'er had never heard his younger brother complain that his handwriting was naughty, so he asked suspiciously: "Brother, why are your handwriting so naughty?"

Bell stuck her neck and argued hard: "That's right, that's right, I'm not lying, brother, you're bad."

Tan Anjun coughed lightly: "Kun'er speak carefully."

"Daddy, every time Kun'er reads a book, the words in the book always jump around and refuse to get into my head." Belle's eyes were full of grievances, and she glared at Bao'er angrily, hum! My brother didn't believe him, bad!

Pfft!

"Haha..." Su Yongyuan leaned forward laughing, oh, little Kunzi is so cute.

Tan Anjun pursed his lips tightly, but his trembling shoulders showed that he was not calm at the moment, and he really wanted to laugh out loud, but his father's majesty cannot be lost.

A hard-working father tried his best to suppress his emotions, and then calmed down a bit and said seriously: "You can't write well, how could you drill into your head?"

"Oh, Dad, it's true. Some of the words in the book will get into the son's head. The son wants to drive out the words that get in, but they are naughty and refuse to come out."

Belle was very wronged, why did no one believe him? He will go to see his mother after class, and ask her to comfort his young heart.

Su Yongyuan laughed, pressed the corners of his eyes, Yu smiled and said: "Jun, don't blame Xiao Kunzi, children have different thinking, it is not surprising that children have a lot of strange ideas."

"Well, Kun'er usually reads a lot. Gradually, the words on the book become familiar to you, and he will become your friend. Once you become a friend, he will sneak into your head and make a home."

Tan Anjun had a headache, so he could only follow his younger son's way of thinking, but it was impossible not to read books, so he had to teach students in accordance with their aptitude.

Su Yongyuan raised his brows. He didn't expect Jun, an old man, to have such a delicate mind. It seems that it varies from person to person.

"Okay, it's time for class, everyone sit down."

Tan Anjun and Su Yongyuan nodded, then walked out of the study.

"Sir, just now my father was delaying me from going to the toilet because of my school exams." Belle said with infinite aggrievedness.

Su Yongyuan supported his forehead, and waved helplessly, "Go and come back quickly."

Tan Anjun walked around the yard and saw that there were no horses in the stable, so he knew that the horses had been let out for a walk again.

These horses used to be free-ranged. When the valley wasteland is reclaimed and crops are planted, they should also stay in the stables.

Seeing Mrs. Wang washing vegetables by herself by the well, Tan Anjun remembered that the Yue family had left, and Mrs. Wang was the only woman left in the kitchen.

At lunch time.

"Which one of you is good at cooking?" Tan Anjun glanced at everyone indifferently.

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

Zeng Qingsheng stepped forward and said: "Master, I'm really ashamed. None of these guys who come after me know how to cook."

They are a group of old men, who would go into the kitchen at home.

Wang Qing looked at everyone, then glanced at his wife and son. Zhuo Mohui smiled and said: "Master, if not, let my boy help his mother wash the vegetables first, and then change back when a new cook arrives."

Tan Anjun rubbed his face, nodded: "Let's do this first, and then buy a cook back."

(end of this chapter)