Ning Yunxi was standing there and holding her hands in front of her chest, squinting at her son.

OK.

He is over three years old and knows how to conspire to cheat with classmates.

How could this cleverness be used in the wrong place? Who can I learn?

"What did you teach?" Meng Chenyi was already questioning Xiao Si who loved to be smart at home.

Meng Chenjun felt that he jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it clearly, but the problem was that he had never taught his nephew to do such a thing. He felt a little frustrated and said to his second brother: "Anyway, I said I didn't teach him, and you won't believe it."

"Leilei, why did you come up with the answer just now?" Meng Chenyi sought truth from facts and turned around to ask the nephew of the person involved.

When Leilei saw that the situation was wrong, he hid behind his aunt.

Grandpa Xiangxiang felt strange. How could his granddaughter Xiangxiang conspire with others all at once, so he squatted down and asked his granddaughter: "How do you know what Leilei wants you to say?"

Xiangxiang tilted her little head, as if she had thought for a long time that she didn't know how to answer her grandfather's question.

"I guess these people already knew how to deal with the teacher together in kindergarten." Ning Yunxi pondered. After all, she was a teacher and had experience, and she would be right as soon as she guessed.

No wonder Teacher Zhu asked her son to be the young class monitor. Her son is very good at organizing classmates to do things.

Leilei's little hands were covering his little face, not wanting his little secret to be exposed by his mother.

"Leilee, you are ashamed." Meng Chencheng smiled and poked his nephew's red face with his fingers.

Leilei looked at his aunt through the gaps of his fingers, indicating that some of his aunt was a little angry at this moment, so don’t tease her.

"Come on." Ning Yunxi waved to his son.

Leilei walked towards his mother, hugged her legs with both hands, and rubbed her face with her little face: Mom, I was wrong.

"If you want to take your classmates to do things, you need to do good things, instead of thinking about how to deal with the teacher, do you know? Don't you love exams very much? Didn't your mother tell you? You are not afraid of being the last one in the exam, but you are even more afraid of cheating. Last time, your fourth uncle regretted opening the back door for you. Do you remember these?"

Leilei nodded his head.

"You clever, you shouldn't use it in this place. Your fourth uncle has done something wrong and was criticized. Do you still learn from him?"

Don’t learn from the fourth uncle! Leilei immediately swore cautiously.

Zhu Lingling pointed at Meng Chenjun and laughed: "The negative textbook!"

Meng Chenjun stared at her: Are you enough?

Gu Tianpeng watched the Meng family speak, and as he looked, he couldn't even say a word. I don't know how to describe this feeling in his heart. "Your friend stops talking." Zhu Lingling said to the little girl, "Aren't he able to speak all the way before?"

Meng Chencheng didn't know why Gu Tianpeng suddenly stopped talking. I remembered that when he was interviewing on the radio, Zhou Tianyao didn't like to talk, but he and Yu Jiajia both liked to talk.

It was said that Zhou Tianyao was watching others draw, but the group walked to the other side of the big lawn surrounded by flowers and indeed saw a group of people painting.

The row of easels standing by the lake were all professional in the row, which made all the audience respect it.
Chapter completed!