"Old man, you can't calculate. Don't embarrass others to give the arithmetic problem." Grandma Xiaogu said.

When Grandpa Xiangxiang heard what she said, his neck was thick and his voice was hoarse, but he didn't blush, and shouted: "You know? You can calculate it? As for me, you are also a top-notch restaurant."

Grandma Xiaogu's big mouth was enough to swallow a big goose egg: the first time in her life I met an old man who could compete with her, she was simply a slut. Grandpa Xiangxiang turned around and put the math paper of the second child of the Meng family under her nose and studied it carefully.

Meng Chenyi had given up and took it back. Who made it an old man and the elder of his nephew's classmate? Forget it, respect the elderly and love the young. He then tore up a piece of paper from his notebook to give the questions for his nephew.

Seeing that the second uncle had this attitude, Leilei had to turn his head back. The second uncle was not angry, it would be wrong if he was angry.

It is too easy for the second child to make arithmetic questions for kindergarten children. The hero pen tip in Meng Chenyi's hand was written on the paper like flowing water. Grandpa Xiangxiang and Xiangxiang looked around and wrote two words "Fantasy" on both faces. Even so, Meng Chenyi carefully reviewed the questions and considered them after writing the questions. For several months, the second child was considering the degree of progress of his nephew. The question could not be difficult or simple.

"Hasn't you finished writing?" Grandpa Xiangxiang couldn't help asking the second child, and said that his hands were ready to move and wanted to snatch the math problems in the second child's hand to take a look.

Meng Chenyi learned his lesson this time. Before the old man could reach out to him, he hugged his nephew and turned his side slightly, moving the math problem far away from the old man. Grandpa Xiangxiang's fingers wandered in the air to find an opportunity to grab it.

Lei Lei, who noticed the old man's movements, wrinkled his little nose, and looked at his grandfather with the same little tiger eyes as his father: What are the grandfathers trying to do?

"Leilei, look at the first question." Meng Chenyi asked Wazi to return to his attention.

When the second uncle said that, Leilei turned his head back to his little head. Uncle Er's question was very interesting, and Leilei liked it very much. He only saw Uncle Er draw two of his favorite apples on paper and two small stools. A symbol was drawn between the two apples and the two small stools, as if asking what the two are combined?

To be honest, the parents who looked at the back with their heads stretched out their heads could not understand what this arithmetic problem was about. According to common sense, it is not necessary to draw two apples and two apples, so that the children can finally figure out that it is equal to four apples. All the children's math problems are drawn like this. Why didn't the second son of the Meng family draw a few more apples but a few more small stools?

Not to mention that parents can’t understand, kindergarten teachers were in an unexpected state when they looked at the topics drawn by the second child.

Grandpa Xiangxiang's chin shook and said, "Did you draw this wrong?" Although Grandma Xiaogu said that Meng Chenyi from the Meng family is a top student, and that top student is a good student, it does not mean that she can become a powerful teacher.

Meng Chenyi will not answer the old man’s questions. Because he doesn’t need to answer, the little nephew who did the questions will answer.
Chapter completed!