Chapter 45：

The salt-baked chicken in the evening won unanimous praise from the whole family again, and quickly ranked first in the small rice ball delicious list.

During the meal, Han Cheng saw the bruises on Xiao Zhuzi's face, but he didn't ask him face to face. He asked Su Xiaoxiao when he was sleeping at night: "What's wrong with Zhuzi's face?"

Su Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes and rested on Han Cheng's abdominal muscles, rubbed her face, and recounted what happened today.

Han Cheng stroked Su Xiaoxiao's smooth long hair for a while, and after a while, he said, "You have to take a substitute class and take care of the work of the propaganda team, and you have to bring Xiaodoubao, are you busy? In fact, parents are the best teachers for their children, and we teach the children after school, so they won’t grow crooked, you don’t necessarily have to follow them in class.”

Su Xiaoxiao was actually very sleepy. She squinted her eyes, and the breath of her breath fell on Han Cheng's abdominal muscles, like a lazy cat. From time to time, she stretched out her furry paws to scratch your itch. Feel.

"She is not suitable for teaching and educating people. Isn't there a lot of back-office jobs in the school? If I go to her class, she can go to back-office, or it's good to make her change her mind and correct her style. In short, I can't teach like this anymore. When she has a child, she just feels a little distressed for her son, such a small child is already a little crooked."

Su Xiaoxiao's voice was soft and soft, with a bit of drowsy laziness. On such an autumn night, with Han Cheng's abs on his back, Han Cheng couldn't help but think about it no matter how innocent he was. .

Han Cheng picked her up, let her sit on top of him, hugged her in a child-holding posture, and kissed her head: "I will tell him when I see Zhao Xianfeng at the morning exercise tomorrow, Li Mu is his subordinate. The battalion commander, let him pay more attention to his children and daughter-in-law. The children are still so young and can be corrected, so don't worry about that. I mean, will you be able to take care of both sides of the work? Huh?"

It's easy to say whether he is a salary or not. His fixed salary plus bonuses for contributions and scientific research add up to a lot in one year. Even if she doesn't work, it is more than enough to support the family, but she doesn't want her to work too hard.

Su Xiaoxiao put her face on his chest, so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, she rubbed and said, "I'm fine now, teaching rice **** is also teaching, teaching a class is also teaching, then I will go to publicity. Let the team report to see if the task is heavy or not, it's easy to adjust, and the top priority is to not let Cheng Lifang laugh at the children."

"Well, in short, you can't tire yourself." After Han Cheng finished speaking, he bowed his head and kissed her little pear vortex, her lips, along her eyebrows.

Su Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and responded, "Pay attention."

Han Cheng replied in a calm voice: "Well, I'll take it lightly."

Another night of mixing oil with honey.

The next day, Han Cheng still got up at six o'clock and asked the two children to get up for morning exercises.

Today's small rice **** are no longer the small rice **** of yesterday. He doesn't need his father to pick them up today. Han Cheng automatically got up when he called. He chatted with Xiao Zhuzi for a long time last night. I told him everything that happened at school before.

The little rice ball clenched his fist tightly and was filled with righteous indignation, and agreed with the little pillar that he must grow up quickly and try his best to grow up to be as tall as his father, and no one will be able to bully them in the future.

So today, the little rice ball got up as soon as it was called, and ran very actively. As he ran, he asked Han Cheng, "Dad, do you know martial arts? That kind of martial arts that knocks the bad guys down with one punch."

Han Cheng lowered his eyes and stared at Xiaodouding, who was not yet his thigh-high. It was strange. He was thinking about hoeing the strong and helping the weak at such a young age? Is consciousness so high?

"What bad guy are you going to beat?" Han Cheng asked him patiently.

The little rice ball clenched his fist: "I want to defeat the bad guy who bullies us like the iron bull and the iron egg tree!"

Han Cheng: "..." It's because he overestimated his son, he fights when he fights, and he says it so justly.

"You should practice the basics of your body first. After a while, your father will teach you a set of boxing techniques. When you grow up, you can go to the camp to participate in your Uncle Zhao's training. At that time, no number of bad guys will be your opponents."

The little rice ball's big eyes lit up with a "ding": "Then dad, if you fight with Uncle Zhao, who will be more powerful?"

Han Cheng glanced at Xiaohuatuan: "I don't fight with your Uncle Zhao."

Zhao Xianfeng caught up and happened to hear the conversation between the two fathers and sons: "Oh, since our little rice ball asked this question, then I have to compete with your father and learn from each other."

Zhao Xianfeng raised his eyebrows at Han Cheng: "How is it, practice?"

Han Cheng ignored him: "boring."

The three little cubs rushed forward again and began to race.

Han Cheng took the opportunity to tell Zhao Xianfeng about Cheng Lifang.

Zhao Xianfeng was a little surprised, but his focus was: "Your family Xiaoxiao is going to teach elementary school?"

Han Cheng shook his head: "It's just a few classes a week, negotiating with the organization not to take the salary there."

"Why don't you take it?" Zhao Xianfeng said, "Since you have paid for the labor, you still have to take the labor remuneration that you should get. I will beat Li Mu's side, so don't worry about it."

Han Cheng thought about it, but still said: "She is still thinking about going to university, and she has not given up her studies all these years. Her cultural knowledge is very solid, and she has taught onigiri by hand for so many days. of students in exams and will not lose anyone.

When the college entrance examination resumes, she will immediately take the college entrance examination and go to college. Neither the teacher nor the publicity team's publicity team is what she wants. She has a good heart, but she thinks that she is not used to Cheng Lifang teaching children like this. In this way, Cheng Lifang does not have to leave, but her attitude and method of teaching children must be corrected. "

And because he was worried that his salary would not be enough to support his family, he thought of going to work in the publicity team to subsidize his family.

Speaking of Su Xiaoxiao, Han Cheng's eyes also softened, remembering that she was in his arms in the morning, her people were as soft as her heart, and he couldn't put it down.

Zhao Xianfeng was even more surprised: "After so many years, is she still thinking about going to college?"

Han Cheng didn't speak. He vaguely felt that the current situation would not last long, but no one could say when the college entrance examination would resume, but Su Xiaoxiao was very firm. He worried that the greater her hope, the greater her disappointment.

Zhao Xianfeng thought of another question: "When she goes to college, what will you do with your children?"

Han Cheng's eyes were firm: "Wherever she will go in the future, I will go with the children."

Zhao Xianfeng almost tripped himself: "Dare you still planning to leave here?"

Han Cheng glanced at him, then looked back at the kid who was running wildly in front of him: "The longer I stay in this position, the more insignificant I feel, and if there is a chance in the future, I will also think of going to a higher-level institution for further studies and instead focus on research and development. Direction, I can save one person at a time on the operating table, but if I develop a drug to cure the disease or a more advanced treatment plan, I can save thousands of people, and it will become more and more peaceful in the future, and the number of times I go to the battlefield will increase. The less, the less even I don't have to go to the battlefield, and I don't limit myself here anymore."

Zhao Xianfeng was silent for a long time, and finally patted his good brother on the shoulder and said nothing.

Since he knew Han Cheng, he has been the best one. The decision he made may not be the best one, but it must be the most appropriate one. Just as he insisted on being a military doctor back then, he insisted on accompanying the army to the battlefield every time, and saved his life. The lives of countless officers and soldiers, everyone mentions the word Hancheng with sincere respect.

"Wait for Xiaoxiao to go to the substitute class and tell me, I will also let Xiaoyuer go to school. Your daughter-in-law has taught your child so well, and let her teach this troublemaker in our family, even a dog at home." Zhao Pioneer said.

Han Cheng glanced at him: "My rice ball can keep up with the progress before going to primary school. Has your little fish learned the nine-nine multiplication table? Can you add, subtract, multiply and divide? Can you know pinyin? Can you recite Tang poetry? Can you write? You can't do anything, what are you letting him mess with?"

Zhao Xianfeng: "..." Does the five-year-old rice ball already know so many things?

He can't compare to Han Cheng in reading, and now even his son can't compare to his son! No, he has to discuss with Zhou Yuhua how to teach Xiaoyu'er to learn!

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Su Xiaoxiao made a bowl of egg custard for each of the children today. Because there was enough oil at home, she also made pumpkin pie.

The pumpkin is steamed and crushed, mixed with flour, and then kneaded into a pie slightly larger than a palm. After steaming in the pot, brush oil and fry both sides until slightly charred, and the fragrant pumpkin pie is ready.

Pumpkin is very sweet, and Su Xiaoxiao does not even need to put sugar, it is already very sweet and soft.

Today I gave the children egg custard and no more milk, but the rice ball actually drank a bowl of multigrain porridge and three pumpkin pie!

Su Xiaoxiao is not willing to give up food, she is really worried about the child's support: "rice ball, can't you eat so much?"

After eating the egg custard, Xiaodoubao only ate a few mouthfuls of pumpkin pie, and Zhuzi only ate one pumpkin pie after eating the egg custard. The rice ball's appetite did not catch up with her, but surpassed her and caught up with Hancheng.

The rice ball touched his bulging belly and shook his head: "No, I want to eat more, so that I can grow up quickly and learn martial arts to fight bad guys!"

Su Xiaoxiao: "..." It seems that I have to tell this stupid cub a story about the growth of the seedlings.

Even Han Cheng couldn't stand it anymore: "Start to control his appetite at noon, you can't eat like this."

Onigiri blinked: "Dad, isn't your salary enough to support me? I only ate a little more." Onigiri compared his fingers.

Han Cheng subdued the son: "Yes, you won't be able to support you if you eat like this."

Su Xiaoxiao was speechless: "Did you teach your son like this? Rice balls, the human body needs a fixed amount of nutrients every day. No matter how much you eat at your age, you won't be able to absorb that much. If your stomach is broken, you won’t be able to eat anything in the future, so it’s good to eat when you’re full, don’t eat for the sake of eating, understand?”

The rice ball thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay, then let me tell the truth, in fact, I was very full when I ate the second pumpkin pie, and the third one was hard. Mom, I was wrong, I will next time. Don't eat like this again!"

Su Xiaoxiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, cub, even one less pumpkin pie would still eat a lot.

After breakfast, Su Xiaoxiao arranged study tasks for the two children, and started to prepare lessons with the textbook on the small pillar.

Cheng Lifang mainly teaches Xiaozhuzi Chinese. The Chinese in the first grade is still very simple. At most, there are two classes a day, sometimes one class. A class can only take more than eight classes a week. Su Xiaoxiao plans to compress it to One class a day is fine.

Cheng Lifang probably not only taught Xiaozhuzi in one class, but Su Xiaoxiao in other classes could not take care of it for the time being.

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