"Dad, I don't want to study anymore.
After eating and resting for more than an hour, Tang Ling began to teach Tang Guo to play ceramics.
At first, he didn't understand anything, but he was quite energetic in learning, but after studying for a while, Tang Guo felt a little bored.
Tang Ling did not force Tang Guo to insist, after all, children's concentration is still not as strong as that of adults, and blindly forcing it will only backfire.
He remembers that a news broke on the Internet recently, about a father who forced his ten-year-old daughter to write four essays every day, and she was not allowed to sleep until she finished writing.
Not to mention whether this kind of education is right or not, whether children can bear it is a big question.
Guoguo is still young, Tang Ling doesn't want her to be too pressured, at this stage she wants to learn to learn, and if she doesn't want to learn, she won't force him.
But if you wait until Tang Guo grows up, then this problem will have to be changed, and you can't stick to anything, this habit is not good.
"I can't hold on to this, so it's all about taking care of it, let Dad be a villain for your friends, Dad is so tired."
Tang Ling deliberately pretended to be very tired, and when the little girl saw this, she hurriedly ran behind him, held it tightly with a pair of small hands, and then gently hammered it on Tang Ling's back.
"Dad, can Guoguo help you beat your back?"
The little girl is quite clever, she knows that she will please her father, although the hammer is not very good, but Tang Ling is beautiful in her heart.
"Mm-hmm, has Guoguo ever hammered her mother's back?"
Tang Ling asked Tang Guo while enjoying it.
"I hammered my legs with my mother," Tang Guo said proudly.
Speaking of Su Yao, Tang Ling suddenly remembered his previous plan, and suddenly became playful.
"Guoguo, how about we play a game?"
When Tang Guo heard that it was playing a game, he immediately became interested.
"I'm going to play."
Tang Ling's eyes rolled, he put down the clay embryo in his hand, and whispered quite mysteriously, "Guoguo, do you want to surprise your mother?"
Tang Guo was slightly stunned, "What a surprise?"
"This surprise needs Guoguo to perform, it's difficult, Guoguo can't be smashed."
Tang Ling was very serious, and even his expression was a little solemn.
Tang Guo also became serious, as if the task of saving the world was pressed on her shoulders.
"I Can Be Daddy" "Okay, Daddy will give you a difficult task" Tang Guo nodded vigorously, very solemn.
"In two days, Mom will have a fan meeting, and Dad can get a place to see Mom, but we are going as fans, so we can't tell Mom, and after seeing her, we have to pretend that we don't know her, can Guoguo do it?"
Tang Guo couldn't quite understand the word fan, so he didn't understand what he meant, but the little girl was still very curious about what Tang Ling said and pretending not to know Su Yao.
She nodded violently, and then asked, "Dad, what are fans?"
Tang Ling thought for a while, "Fans are a group of people who silently like and worship their mothers, just like Guoguo worships Sister Qianqian, Guoguo must also worship her mother." ” The little girl nodded violently again, "Mom is the most beautiful" Tang Ling couldn't cry or laugh, feeling that his daughter was a beauty fan.
"Since Guoguo is a fan of her mother, then we are good friends with my mother, the kind of good friends who have never met, so after Guoguo sees her mother, she can't call her mother, and pretend not to know her."
Tang Ling laughed inexplicably as he spoke, and he seemed to see Su Yao's surprised look.
"However, Guoguo is not called mother, so what is it called" Tang Guo scratched the back of his head. belch Don't call mom what to call it This made Tang Ling very entangled. idol It's too contrived.
Su Yao It is not appropriate for small children to bark.
Or call it sister Well "Guoguo, when the time comes, call your mother sister."
"Okay," Tang Guo also thought it was very interesting.
"Remember, Guoguo is going to be a big star in the future, and he must not act badly."
Tang Ling was really afraid that when Guoguo ran into Su Yao, he would be ganged up all of a sudden.
"Uh-huh" Tang Guo was very excited, especially when it came to acting, the little girl was even more energetic.
"Dad, you said that if Mom saw us go to see her, would she be very happy?"
Tang Ling smiled in his heart, I am afraid that it is not happy, but frightened.
"Of course" "Will Mom reward Guoguo?"
"Of course" "Then will mom let dad play with Guoguo all the time?"
"Of course" "Can Mom and Dad stay together, I want to see Mom and Dad every day."
"When" Tang Ling was stunned and hesitated for a moment, "Of course, Guoguo's wish can be realized." ” Tang Guo smiled and narrowed his eyes, very happy.
After losing interest in pottery, Tang Guo began to watch Tang Ling make, and things that were boring to Tang Guo became particularly interesting in Tang Ling's hands.
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He flipped his hand, and the clay porcelain turned into a villain.
After a while, a small porcelain figure exactly like Zheng Mengmeng was unearthed.
"Wow, Daddy is amazing" Hearing Tang Guo's appreciation, Tang Ling wiped a finger of mud and pointed it on the tip of Tang Guo's nose.
"Oops" Tang Guo was suddenly attacked, and hurriedly retreated in shock.
"Hahaha."
Tang Ling saw Tang Guo's cute embarrassment, and leaned back with a smile.
Tang Guojiao snorted, immediately lowered his body, grabbed a hand of mud, and pasted it on Tang Ling's face.
Seeing Tang Ling embarrassed, Tang Guo also giggled.
Tang Ling immediately fought back, Tang Guo was not to be outdone, and the pottery shop was chaotic for a while.
After making trouble for a while, after Tang Ling gave Tang Guo a bath, Tang Ling began to code words.
Tang Guo was originally playing in bed, but when he saw Tang Ling sitting in front of the computer for a long time, he jumped off the bed curiously.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
The little guy is small, and he can't see what Tang Ling wrote when he stands on tiptoe, and of course, he doesn't necessarily know what it is.
Tang Ling saw Tang Guo running over and hugged her to his lap, "Dad, this is writing a novel." ” "What is a novel?"
Tang Guo was puzzled.
"A novel is a story, just like the cartoons that Guoguo watched."
Tang Ling explained.
"Guoguo wants to hear the story."
As soon as Tang Guo heard that Tang Ling could write stories, he was full of energy. this Tang Ling had a headache, the stories he knew were all martial arts stories, not suitable for children at all, and he couldn't remember other children's stories clearly, let him tell fairy tales, he really couldn't tell them.
"What kind of stories does mom usually tell?"
Tang Ling heard Su Yao mention that Tang Guo couldn't sleep every night without listening to stories, which really stumped him now.
"Happy Prince, Seven Princesses, Dream Castle, there are many, many of them, but I've heard a lot, can Dad tell me something different?"
Tang Linggang's hand, which was still searching for children's books, froze instantly: