Mr. Perfect And Miss Almost

When Zhang Sinian and Jingxing returned home, Yun Shu was thrusting his waist, raising his eyebrows, and pinging in the living room.

"What did you say you did wrong?" Yun Shu's personality is very good. Even if he is angry at this moment, his voice is still soft and hard to breathe.

"I—no—done—wrong—ah." An An replied in a grunting voice.

An An turned her back to the two of them, Zhang Sinian watched her clothes puffed up from behind, as if she had just rolled back from the mud, and the two little braids that had been **** before going out in the morning were loose, and she knew her uneasy little daughter at home. It's causing trouble again.

"Then why are you playing strong."

An An is righteous and confident, holding a small bag of biscuits in her hand, squeezing and squeezing: "Zhuangzhuang pulls Xiaoxing's braids."

While talking, he pointed his finger at the braid on his head, his voice still aggrieved.

"You have a good reason?" Yun Shu couldn't help poking An An's forehead with his hand. "Why didn't you say that you grabbed the biscuit."

An An stood there, looking down at her toes without making a sound.

"You—" Yun Shu was so angry that she and Zhang Sinian didn't beat or scold the children. When Zhang Sinian and An An were reasoning, An An could still hear a few words. When she was in front of her, she was not afraid at all. She has no deterrent power at all in front of An An.

Zhang Sinian smiled: "What's wrong with An An today?"

When An An saw the two of them, he rushed over and hugged Zhang Sinian's leg, acting like a baby: "An An is very, good, ah."

Very obedient and aggravated voice, every word.

Jing Xing poked her small face like a cat, "When have you been behaved?"

"I'm the best." The little girl repeated stubbornly.

Zhang Sinian smiled and touched her head, and asked Yun Shu: "Which child has been beaten again, shall I take An An to apologize?"

Yun Shu curled his lips: "I just apologized to someone and came back."

"By the way, how about the promotion of Go."

Jing Xing was so young that he couldn't keep his face stretched. At this moment, there was a bit of pride on his face: "Everything is going well, they can't beat me."

Yun Shu rubbed his little face and praised: "My son, of course is the best."

Compared with Jing Xing, Yun Shu and Zhang Sinian were about to break their hearts for An An. I've been educated many times just about fighting. Yun Shu and Zhang Si apologize behind the child's buttocks every day. For this reason, Zhang Sinian and Yun Shu now know almost all the parents in the community.

The reason for the fight has to be traced back to half a year ago. An An has been lively since she was a child and played well with the children in the community. At that time, a new boy moved into the community with a very skinny skin. Bullying her, bullying her anxiously, the two moved their hands.

Jing Xing went out with An An that day. He asked the aunts he knew to watch and went to play. Without watching for a while, the little girl came to him with a stinky face and dirty. Jing Xing thought her sister had been bullied. Like Zhang Sinian, his usual faceless face also sank, ignoring the game, and dragged the little sister to the children's pile.

When I walked over, I found that a little boy was sitting on the ground crying, his body was a bit dirty, and his forehead was green, with a small tooth mark—An An started to beat and bite, and his hand was heavier than the little boy. .

Jing Xing was a little embarrassed for a while, not knowing whether to settle the accounts or apologize.

Both parties were wrong, and the two families pulled the children back for a training meal, and the matter passed.

As a result, after this incident, An An probably felt the power of her small fist, and when she was bullied, she began to consider using her small fist to solve the problem.

Children play a little bit, but it's not too serious. At most, adults don't take it too seriously. Zhang Sinian had been educated several times and brought someone to the door to apologize, but the other party felt that he had made a fuss.

An An's prestige came out, and the boys in the community didn't dare to bully her, and later gave the other girls in the community. For this reason, there are a lot of young girls behind every day, who is simply the king of the community.

"An An, you are always like this. Children will not like you or play with you." Yun Shu squatted in front of An An to teach her.

"They all like me." An Anyang said with a cocky head.

"Sweet, Jiaojiao, Baa..." An An pointed at her little friend, "They are all playing with me."

Yun Shu thought that every time An An went out, he would go around the house, and a group of little girls came up. An An Chang An An An was short-An An's popularity is really good.

"I can't control her anymore, Mr. Zhang, you can teach it." Yun Shu exasperated.

Zhang Sinian pulled the person aside and said something to her sternly. An An wasn't so confident anymore, lowering her head.

"Will you fight next time?"

"Don't fight anymore." An An answered simply and neatly.

Zhang Sinian actually spoiled this little daughter very much. She was reluctant to beat and scold. After her education, seeing her dirty face, she had to hold the little girl upstairs to wash her face.

An An encircled his neck, rubbing his face against his face. Every time she made a mistake, she would hug Zhang Sinian and act like a baby like this, and Zhang Sinian lost her temper in an instant. It is often necessary to deliberately control one's expression and keep his face straight in order to successfully complete the education of An'an.

His face was soft, like a soft cotton candy, even with Zhang Sinian's face smeared.

"I don't know how much you heard." Zhang Sinian wiped An An's face with a hot towel.

After wiping his face, An An hugged his waist and acted like a baby: "Dad~Dad~."

The little girl's voice said, Zhang Sinian was really more innocent to her than to Yun Shu.

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Fortunately, I went to elementary school later, and the differences in strength and physique between boys and girls gradually became apparent.

An'an is very clever, knowing that he can't fight, and there will be fewer small fights among the children. Occasionally, they would still pull the little girls in the community or school together to teach the boys who bullied them, but the frequency was significantly reduced, Zhang Sinian and Yun Shu both breathed a sigh of relief.

After attending elementary school, An An's popularity among young girls became more obvious. Most of the children in the community go to a private elementary school in the community, and the quality of teaching ranks first in the entire S city.

From the second day of school, there are little girls waiting at the door of the house, carrying a small schoolbag, and going to school together. When there were more and more people behind, Yun Shu suspected that their doorstep had become a gathering place for the little girls in the community to go to elementary school.

The school is in the community, it is very safe, and there is no need for parents to send it away. When An'an comes out, a group of little girls chirping all the way to school.

This was once a small scenic route in the community every morning when I was in primary school in An'an.

Fortunately, although An An has a personality like Yun Shu, in terms of study, Zhang Sinian has probably integrated it. It is not very bad. He is stable in the middle of the class, sometimes performs well, and can get 100 points in the test.

It’s that I’m always restless in class, making trouble with the same table, front and back tables, and sometimes I understand, I just sit under the podium and draw pictures. The teacher is also uncomfortable, and every parent meeting has to say a few words.

However, the school parents' meeting is still held frequently, and I have to go there once a month. Yun Shu drove three times, and it was really shameful to be criticized again and again by name.

The next parent meeting was thrown to Zhang Sinian. She went to Jingxing to open up the division of labor and cooperation. Jing Xing's outstanding talents are always the "children of the next door". Every time he comes back after a parent meeting, Yun Shu listens to the praise and feels happy. After the meeting, he happily took Jingxing to eat ice cream or sweets, saying it was a reward for Jingxing.

Jing Xing only ordered a piece of matcha tea every time, watching her mother ordered several, her eyes were squinted and her head dangled, not knowing whether it was rewarding him or his mother was rewarding himself. .

At the end of the first semester, An An, under the supervision of Jingxing, took a few days to review seriously. He actually did a good job in the exam and was in the top ten of the class.

Yun Shu took the report card and breathed a sigh of relief.

She and Zhang Sinian didn't have too high demands on the two children, let them go with the flow, and did not register for any cram school during the winter vacation, and let the two children play.

There are little girls waiting outside An'an every day. One day at this house and another day at that house, the whole holiday is sturdy and solid.

Until the beginning of semester, Yun Shu received the teacher’s "The new semester is about to begin, please parents of classmates must urge the children to complete the homework." A homework list-one for Chinese, one for math, one for English for winter vacation, and a diary are also attached to the back. 20 pieces, one manual work.

Yun Shu and Zhang Sinian thought of a very crucial question. Jing Xing never had to worry about the two of them when doing homework. An'an, did you write your homework during the winter vacation?

The two looked at each other. Going to the little girl's room, she found out the winter homework that she had obviously never taken out from her schoolbag.

Flip through it-a blank.

School starts tomorrow, and there is one afternoon plus one night before going out in the morning.

Yun Shu went to Tiantian's house next door and brought home the little girl who had fun with Sahuan in the other's house.

Ann came home and looked at the four homework books on the table, as well as the father, mother, and brother standing in front of them with serious expressions. He cried, "I can't finish my homework."

Yun Shu was not angry: "Why did I go to you so early?"

"I forgot to play."

"Now...oooo...what to do...oooooo. The teacher will scold me the day after I can't finish writing, and I will also invite my parents."

When it comes to asking parents, Yun Shu and Zhang Sinian are a bit big heads. Anna's class teacher can especially say that regardless of the child's parent status, the coaching words are one and the same. Every time the two come back after seeing the class teacher, they feel that they are bombarded in their heads.

Jingxing was more swift than the two of them: "An'an, you write your own diary and Chinese, father, you write English, I write math, mother, you go to do your job."

"An An, you go find a copy of your English and math homework, and Dad and I will write according to your handwriting."

Zhang Sinian and Yun Shu looked at each other, helplessly spread their hands-now it can only be so.

"But I don't know how to do handicrafts." The three of the family knew that Yun Shu was too clumsy.

"Fold a few thousand paper cranes and string them together. Mom, your handmade water is close to the level of a primary school student."

Yun Shu scratched his hair and couldn't bother to refute: "Well, then hurry up, it's only one day."

That night, Zhang's study was brightly lit.

An An lay on the small table and wrote twenty articles in the same sentence: "Today I went to play at XX's house. We had a great time. Tomorrow we will go to XX's house to play together."

After finishing writing, quickly picked up the Chinese winter vacation homework, and started to copy the answers quickly.

Yun Shu lay on the small couch with his legs crossed, facing the mobile phone tutorial, he almost smashed the paper before folding out a thousand paper cranes.

Jing Xing's math homework is better, 10 numbers, addition and subtraction, although An An's writing is not good, but the strokes are simple and not difficult to imitate.

Zhang Sinian's copy is the most difficult. With 26 English letters, An An's writing is crooked, and some of them have to be read carefully to see what she has written.

Zhang Sinian has written beautiful swashes for 20 to 30 years. How to write every stroke has almost become a conditioned reflex, and it is harder to write ugly than good-looking. I can only imitate them one by one according to An'an's crooked letters.

Halfway through the writing, friends in the circle called to ask him a question about cooperation.

Zhang Sinian looked at the crooked words on the page, pinched the bridge of his nose, and sighed helplessly: "I will tell you in detail tomorrow, I'm really busy tonight."

-Starting tomorrow, staring at An An to practice calligraphy.

-Next time on vacation, you must stare at the little girl to finish the homework, and then release the person to finish.

Zhang Sinian thought like this when he sighed and deliberately twisted the English letters.

＊＊＊＊＊The author has something to say: When I wrote this chapter, I suddenly remembered every winter and summer vacation when I was crying and making up homework. My dad accompanies me to copy homework almost every year. An An’s type of diary, I used to make up for two months a day hahaha. It was quite fun to think about.

There is still one chapter left in the accident. Thank you for your support. The new article "Seven weeks of love experience [entertainment circle]" will open during the November holiday, and we will send you a small red envelope at that time. Let’s collect it~~ Acting like a baby