Me at two years old, a queen!

The children were happy, but Lu Jing felt terrible looking at the test scores. However, he thought that the children were still young and had just started learning, so he couldn't expect too much.

Looking at the messy scribbles on the paper, I gritted my teeth and greeted them:

"Come on, let's write out the strokes of this character '大' (da)!"

An'an looked at the familiar characters and picked up her brush to draw them. Lu Jing looked for two seconds, then pressed An'an's hand down.

"No, An'an, you have to write the horizontal stroke first. Don't just write it randomly. We have to write it according to the book and what the teacher taught us!"

An'an: "Why?"

Lu Jing didn't know why either, but he forced a smile and said, "Because that's how it's written according to the rules! There's no other reason~"

Drawn by Lu Jing's alpaca, the children, under Lu Jing's meticulous instruction, completed more than half of the strokes.

Finally, unable to bear Lu Jing's tedious teaching any longer, the children began to wriggle and squirm on their chairs like centipedes, occasionally shouting:

"Grandpa, I want some water!"

"Grandpa~, I need to pee~"

"Grandpa~, I need to fart~"

"Grandpa, my bottom is itchy!"

"..."

Even Lu Jing, who spoils children, couldn't stand being called a child like that. At first, he was worried that the child might have eaten something bad or was feeling unwell.

He coaxed her to study with snacks and toys, and finally, after An'an and the others went to the bathroom, Lu Jing was exhausted and slumped onto the sofa. He took a sip of tea, somewhat dazed, and after thinking for a while, he said:

"Let's find a good tutor for the child! I'll pay for it! Let's hire a good one!"

Lu Jing, no longer able to harbor resentment towards Lu Junxing, left a message and went upstairs before the child returned.

When An'an returned, she didn't see Lu Jing and called out twice. Finally, Wang Jinbao, seeing that it was getting late and he was even yawning, urged the children to hurry up:

"Come on, come on~, stop looking, Grandpa's too tired to go to bed. You're all dawdling, it's almost 9:30, hurry up and finish the rest of the questions!"

After herding the child back like a duck, Wang Jinbao flopped onto the sofa and said to Lu Junxing, "Old Lu, I'm leaving him to you now. I won't bother trying to improve my qualifications!"

Xu Tinglan also studied the question for a while, but found that she couldn't explain it and had even confused herself, so she gave up: "An'an's dad~, then I'll have to trouble you!"

Seeing Lu Junxing's gloomy mood again, An'an and Zhuangzhuang reluctantly went over: "Ugh~, I want to sleep~"

Lu Junxing: "The sooner I finish writing, the sooner I can go to bed!"

Wang Jinbao kicked his stupid son in an annoyed tone: "You're such a busybody! Forget about going to the toilet or drinking water, just hurry up and write! We're all sleepy!"

Xu Tinglan hugged Duoduo and comforted her, "We can just hang in there a little longer. You've already written so much, we're almost done. Mom knows you can do it, right?"

After Duoduo and Zhuangzhuang were seated, An'an was first settled into a small chair between Lu Junxing's legs. Seeing that she was still looking around, Lu Junxing tapped her with his pen:

"Focus! Stop looking around! You can't sleep until you finish writing!"

An'an was already feeling stifled from being forced to study for so long, and now she burst into tears, clutching her head and charging at Lu Junxing in frustration.

"Waaah~, you awful daddy, I don't want you to teach me anymore~"

"Then who do you want to teach you?"

An'an covered her head and looked around at Wang Jinbao and Xu Tinglan. She felt that she could understand some of the lessons her father taught her, but she probably wouldn't be able to finish her homework if someone else taught her.

Thinking this, she became even more heartbroken. With a loud "bang," An'an's eyes lit up, and she pointed at Qin Yanzhou, who had just returned to the door, and said:

"I want my brother to teach me!"

The other parents were delighted. Lu Junxing gave them a few instructions and then took Wang Jinbao and Xu Tinglan to the tea room. Qin Yanzhou hadn't even had time to react before he was given three kids, and each of them was very happy to see him.

An An: "Waaah~, brother~, you're finally back!"

Zhuangzhuang: "Wow~, we're saved! An'an's brother~, I'm An'an's good friend Zhuangzhuang, do you remember me?"

Duo Duo: "An An's brother is my brother too! Hello brother~, I'm your little sister Duo Duo! This is our homework~"

After a flurry of chatter, Qin Yanzhou, seeing his uncle leave, could only drag An'an, who was clinging tightly to him, to the sofa. Looking at the mess of books and pens on the table…

He nudged An'an, then realized his sister was holding him quite tightly, so he could only remind her, "Sister~, let go of me first!"

"Brother~, can you help me with my homework?"

Remembering that her brother had given her the idea to write the invitations last time, An'an instinctively turned to Qin Yanzhou for help, saying, "You're the best!"

Zhuangzhuang didn't want to write anymore, and he imitated An'an's coquettish manner, saying, "Brother An'an, from now on you're my big brother! Please help us write this!"

Duoduo: "Brother~, An'an said you're the smartest, you must have a way, right?"

Qin Yanzhou knew that it would be more convenient for him to do his younger sister's homework than to teach her. He was about to agree when he glanced at the test score on the table and exclaimed in disbelief:

"You...you guys only got this low score?"

Looking at the innocent and bewildered children, he suddenly felt a great responsibility as their older brother. He had to teach them well, otherwise what would happen to them in the future?

"Come on, I'll teach you. Don't worry! I'll definitely teach you!"

Half an hour passed like this. An'an squinted her eyes, half-asleep, and said goodbye to Zhuangzhuang and Duoduo. Qin Yanzhou also felt physically and mentally exhausted. He would never choose the teaching profession in the future. He was not suited for it!

Before going to sleep, he still felt uneasy and went to find Lu Junxing, specifically saying, "Uncle, you should hire a tutor for my sister in the future!"

After packing the troublesome kid's schoolbag, Lu Junxing looked at the quiet old house, sat on the sofa, pressed his throbbing temples, and patted the gluttonous kid lying at his feet.

He then got up, stopped in front of a door, and knocked.