Help! I became a hot mom and taught my husband to be a bad kid

In this new week, Su Yuze also set strict standards for himself.

He took the "Three Hundred Tang Poems" and the "Song of the Wine" with pinyin printed for him by Lan Jia, and read and memorized it by himself for the first two days. If he had any questions, he would ask Su Tingxi and Lan Jia.

Lan Jia felt that he had almost understood it, so she found a very popular and well-made recitation animation, who explained the poem to him in detail, combining history and Li Bai's situation at the time.

The little guy listened with great interest.

Seeing that Su Yuze spoke clearly and with great emotion, Liu Yufeng asked him to tell her.

Even though her little grandson didn't do well in studies and exams, Liu Yufeng liked him more and more the more she looked at him, and she wouldn't tolerate anyone saying anything bad about him.

Su Yuze was naturally very excited to be a little teacher for his grandmother. He tried hard to imitate the class teacher and asked:

"Grandma, this was written by Li Bai. Do you know Li Bai?"

"I know Li Bai. Isn't he the one who wrote 'The Moon Shines Brightly Before My Bed'?" Grandma's tone was calm and natural, as if Li Bai was just an old neighbor she was very familiar with.

Su Yuze glanced at Liu Yufeng meaningfully. How could Li Bai be like the neighbor's uncle when he was spoken of by his grandmother? Xiao Yaozi's sister, father, and mother all spoke highly of Li Bai. It must not be what his grandmother thought.

"Grandma, this poem is called 'Song of the Wine,' and it's a song to encourage people to drink."

"No wonder it's called a toast."

Su Yuze pointed to the list in his hand and said to Liu Yufeng, "Grandma, it's 'jin', not 'jing', you heard it wrong..."

"I didn't learn pinyin when I was a kid, so I can't tell the difference between your front nasal rhyme and back nasal rhyme. Hehe, be good and tell grandma how Li Bai persuaded people to drink."

"Look, the first sentence... Facing the mirror in the hall, my hair was black in the morning, but turned white by evening."

"Your hair turned gray in just one day. You should see a doctor. Why are you still drinking?"

"Grandma, this means that time flies by too fast. That's why Li Bai said, 'When life is good, enjoy it to the fullest; don't let the golden cup face the moon empty.' He meant to drink to your heart's content."

……

"Grandma, do you understand?"

"understood."

After the poem was finished, Liu Yufeng was so happy that she kept praising her grandson for being so good, saying that he was like a little teacher.

Su Yuze is indeed like a little teacher. Not only is he strict with himself, he is also "cruel" to Lan Jia.

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Every day after dinner is Lan Jia’s “purgatory” time. Su Yuze forces her to go to the playground of Jinghai University to run.

Today is the third day. Lan Jia took a day off from work and lay in bed at home all day.

To be honest, she has been running for three consecutive nights since Sunday. Not only running, but also practicing double jumping. She feels like her legs are not her own.

I didn't even drive to work this week. The Lan Jia everyone saw on TV maintained her usual professional and decent expression. Only she knew that once the screen switched to other things, she would stroke her calves with her hands and gently pat her thighs when she had time. The feeling of soreness and pleasure was simply indescribable.

After dinner, Lan Jia planned to hide and pretend to be dead to fool the crowd, so she dropped her bowl and went to lie down in the bedroom.

When Su Tingxi came to call her, she acted like a spoiled brat.

A minute later, Su Yuze came in wearing sportswear.

"Mom, it's time to go running and jumping rope."

Lan Jia didn't respond and deliberately turned over to show that she was sleeping soundly.

"Mom, stop pretending!" He sighed and stretched out his little finger close to Lan Jia, "If you don't get up, I'm going to tickle you."

Lan Jia looked like she was about to cry, her voice soft: "Xiao Ze, Mommy will take a day off today, okay? I will definitely go tomorrow."

Su Yuze immediately put his hands on his waist, with an iron-faced expression, "Lan Jia, look carefully, I am not your husband, your coquettish tricks will not work on me."

"Really! Kind husbands often ruin their wives!"

Su Tingxi stood at the doorway, arms folded, watching the mother and son. "??? In my son's eyes, I'm so useless? How could I, a top student since childhood, become a negative example?"

Lan Jia was also shocked by the saying "A kind husband often ruins his wife." The brat had actually learned to draw inferences from one example! This attack was so widespread that it even affected innocent people!

She burst out laughing, "Okay, okay, Mommy, get up."

Su Yuze brought sportswear to his mother and muttered to himself while watching her change clothes.

"It's Wednesday already, and the competition is the day after tomorrow. Why aren't you exercising now? If everyone's as indifferent as you are, what's the point of having a sports meet? You're a news anchor, and you don't even know what sportsmanship is?"

"Higher, faster, stronger!" Lan Jia stammered.

"Wang Yifan's father has been practicing every day these days. You're busy with work, but isn't Uncle Wang busy too?"

Oh, you are still using "other people's parents" as an excuse.

Lan Jia wanted to slap her son on the head.

Even before she traveled through time, she tried her best to avoid saying things like "Look at that so-and-so...", but sometimes she would inadvertently let that meaning slip, for example, when she was praising Xiao Yaozi, she would say, "Look at little Yaozi, she's only 4 years old..."

Today, this sentence backfired on me!

Su Yuze used the term "other people's parents" to describe his mother. Looking at his serious son, even Su Tingxi couldn't help laughing.

Lan Jia glared at her husband and tried to make a final effort. "His father is a big boss and can give himself a holiday. Mom doesn't have as much freedom as Uncle Wang."

"Did you take a day off at home today? Grandma said you didn't go out at all."

Su Yuze gave Lan Jia a look that said, "Don't try to fool me," and told her to figure it out herself.

Lan Jia shut up.

The little boy's "education" has not stopped yet. He counted on his fingers:

"Since Sunday, one, two, three, today is the fourth day, and you haven't once asked to go running." Su Yuze stretched out his right index finger and waved his hand again, emphasizing, "Not once."

"How can you make progress when your initiative and enthusiasm are so low?"

……

After a serious "education", Lan Jia changed her clothes.

A family of three goes out.

At this time, Su Yuze changed direction again and started playing the emotional card.

"Mom, I know you don't like sports, and I know you work hard. But since we've signed up, we have to take it seriously, right?"

"Ah."

"You have to work hard and not give up early."

"Think about it, is running as difficult as Tang Monk's journey to the West? The whole way was filled with demons, monsters, wolves, tigers and leopards. He was a mortal, and everyone wanted to eat him. Every step was difficult, and every place was filled with disasters. Yet, he still walked 108,000 miles. What was the reason?"

Su Yuze suddenly changed the subject, "Dad, tell Mom, what is Tang Seng's goal, and why was he able to obtain the true scriptures?"

Su Tingxi was like a student who was suddenly called by the teacher. On one side was the strict teacher, and on the other side was his wife who could do whatever she wanted to him.

"This... uh..."

"Dad, just spoil her." Su Yuze was obviously dissatisfied with Su Tingxi's hesitant answer.

Lan Jia tried to refute, "Didn't he accept three apprentices?"

Su Yuze didn't even give him a chance to continue. "You also have three helpers. Our relay team of four is a group, just like the pilgrim team."

"Who is the mother then?"

"You are so beautiful, so of course you are the most handsome Tang Monk. I am Sun Wukong, Wang Yifan is Zhu Bajie, and Uncle Wang can only be the apprentice brother Sha."

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Oh my god, what a sin!

Lan Jia was completely defeated!

I no longer push my child to do the hard work, but my six-year-old son is the one who pushes him to do the hard work instead.

Her suffering was only slightly relieved when she saw Wang Fei on the playground every day.

Wang Fei looked both miserable and happy. Wang Yifan was a strict "sparring partner" and "instructor". As long as his father showed the slightest thought of being lazy, his son would see through it.

Lan Jia and Wang Fei are in the same boat. Although they sympathize with each other, they are unable to save each other from the dire situation.

Parents who push their children too hard end up being pushed too hard themselves, and it doesn’t seem shameful to tell others about it!

When she saw Wang Fei again today, Lan Jia vaguely felt that Wang Fei's belly seemed to have become smaller and his overall condition was better than before.

If I keep running, I will probably continue to lose weight.

It seems that the transformation from a nouveau riche to a domineering president is just around the corner.