"Come on, tell me and your father first. Do you understand the numbers on the clock?" Ning Yunxi guided his son's thinking and continued to ask his son.

Leilei raised his head and looked at the clock on the wall. He had learned the numbers and had learned the double digits, so of course he could understand the numbers on the clock. "One to twelve." Leilei replied to his mother.

"Okay, from one to twelve, tell your mother, what does this from one to twelve mean?"

"It's just one to twelve." Leilei opened his mouth and just answered like this.

Grandpa Meng next to him was extremely anxious, standing beside his great-grandson reminding him, "No, no, it's time to get to the point--"

Leilei's little head remembered what his great-grandfather taught him, and looked back at his mother to correct the answer, "One, two o'clock, twelve o'clock."

I knew as soon as I heard it, my son could only recite it.

Ning Yunxila's son sat down at the clock and took this opportunity to explain the concept of time to the child in detail. She hadn't done this before. First, her son was still young and her son didn't ask, so she put it aside. Ning Yunxi always believed that curiosity was the best guide for her son. Second, she thought that even if she didn't teach, the elderly at home would teach and the second child could teach, so she probably would be able to teach.

As a result, the second child didn’t teach, but the old man was teaching. The second child probably felt that it was a bit indifferent to teaching his nephew by looking at the clock, which was a bit of a bad idea.

The elderly teach it, so that the children can only know how to recite it. The elderly’s teaching ability level can only reach this level.

The other children and the elderly came over to see how Teacher Ning taught the children to know time.

First of all, Ning Yunxi must first correct his son’s wrong concept of numbers.

"The numbers are not for memorization. You can recite the addition table and multiplication table, but the number calculation is not for memorization." Ning Yunxi said to his son, picking up a piece of paper and pen to draw for the child.

I saw Teacher Ning painted a few small flowers.

"Now I ask you, how many flowers are there?"

Leilei counts the flowers "Four Flowers" drawn by his mother."

Ning Yunxi drew four more apples on the paper and asked his son, "How many apples?"

"Four." Leilei felt that this problem was too pediatric and a little impatient. "Why do you always draw four?"

"Do you think your mother always draws four?" Ning Yunxi asked her son, "Do you think two fours are the same?"

Isn't it the same? They are all four. Leilei wants.

"Mom asked you again, can you eat four flowers? Can you eat four apples? Well, you said it is four. They can be eaten, or they cannot be eaten. Don't eat the apples that the doctor brother bought for you in the future."

After hearing what Leilei said, a row of cold sweat fell on his forehead, no, no, no, no, no, my master likes to eat apples bought by the doctor brother~

"Flowers cannot be eaten, apples must be eaten." Leilei told his mother carefully.

"Did you say four are not the same?"

"Different." Mr. Leilei changed his opinion. Where can he be the same? He can't eat his brother's apples anymore.
Chapter completed!