Madam, She Has a Tender Heart

When Xiaobao heard that Su Qingyu would not send him to ride a horse, he immediately shouted: "No!"

Su Qingyu looked at him: "Why is it bad? Didn't Xiaobao throw his chopsticks at Grandpa Ma? He just doesn't want to learn. Reading"

"No! Xiaobao wants to learn and ride a big horse."

After saying that, he looked at Su Qingnao and was a little scared when he saw Su Qingnao's expressionless face.

Holding the little hand: "Grandpa Ma said that when Xiaobao becomes more powerful, he can ride a big horse and go anywhere. If he doesn't have the ability, the pony will not want Xiaobao when he grows up. Xiaobao wants to learn skills." "

Hmm... So you want to learn how to ride a big horse, but are you afraid that a small horse won't want you?

"Then did you do something wrong today?"

After waiting for a long time, the stubborn son nodded.

"Then do you want to learn your skills tomorrow?"

"want."

"Can I accompany you to apologize to Grandpa Ma? You did something wrong today."

Xiaobao lowered his head and nodded after a long while: "Okay."

"Then you can't cry anymore and listen to Grandpa Ma, okay?"

"good."

Su Qingyu touched his little head: "Be good. Then when Grandpa Ma says that Xiaobao has become more powerful, and that Xiaobao is good and obedient, mother can ask Grandpa Tian to bring some delicious food to Xiaobao, okay?"

"Okay, I want a lot of it, something I haven't eaten before. And I can't take the gift back."

"Okay, I want a lot of it, something I haven't eaten before. And I won't take it back."

After coaxing Xiaobao, Su Qingyu read several parenting books from the system in the evening and gained some knowledge on raising children. 【6】【9】【s】【h】【u】【x】【.】【c】【o】【m】

During the growth of a young child, regarding his dietary and nutritional issues, language cognitive issues, social and emotional issues, the child's inner world, how to communicate with the child, how to interact with the child...

Nang Le, why are there so many problems in raising a child?

Want to run away.

Looking at her son sleeping beside her, Su Qingyu felt a headache.

If she is a daughter, she will be pampered. But what can a boy do without being beaten?

Living with my mother and elders for a long time has made me arrogant. How can a boy learn to be picky about what he eats and drinks?

Dare you throw your chopsticks?

no. Tomorrow I have to tell Qingyang that if Xiaobao cries and makes trouble in the future, she will definitely not be able to hold him back.

Just let him cry as much as he wants.

A small sapling cannot be allowed to grow freely. It must be manually intervened from time to time, otherwise it will become crooked as it grows.

Boy babies, unlike girl babies, have to be beaten and beaten.

The next day, Su Qingyu got up early in the morning. Turning his head and looking to the side, hey, my son also opened his eyes in a daze.

It seems that I am used to getting up at this time.

"Son, get up. Mom will accompany you to learn your skills today."

After the mother and son washed up, Su Qingyu personally carried him in the basket and headed to the training ground.

After walking only a little way, I was very tired.

Is your son so heavy? Or is she unable to climb the mountain road?

"Sister, how about I carry it?"

"Mom, little baby, come down and go."

"It's okay. Sister, I'll recite one more section, and you can change to sister. After saying that, he turned around and glanced at Qingyang.

Okay, after walking on such a mountainous road, I didn’t feel red or out of breath.

I can still carry my nephew on my back twice a day.

"It seems the training is paying off."

Qingyang nodded happily: "Well, I'm learning to spear with Master now. Master said I'm much better than before."

"That's right. Study hard with your master. Even if you don't have talent, you can still learn well through hard work."

"Um."

"Mom, I'll learn too! I'll be better than my uncle in the future!" Xiaobao was not to be outdone.

"Okay, you are great. But you can't keep crying and want to go home, okay? Your grandma said that every morning, she would ask uncle to carry delicious food there, and have someone cook it for you at noon, but you can't do it anymore. Throw your chopsticks, okay?"

Mother Su also said that she made lunch every day and sent someone to deliver it.

Su Qingyu did not agree.

You cannot let your child have this habit of eating and drinking since he was a child.

Su's father and Su's mother loved their grandson, and finally asked Qingyang to bring the prepared food over in the morning. At noon, they asked people from the barracks over there to cook it, and let Xiaobao, Ma Xin and Qingyang eat together. They didn't do anything special and just prepared it. Some things that babies usually like to eat.

Su Qingyu had no choice but to agree.

Xiaobao also knew that he had done something wrong yesterday. When his mother told him that he threw his chopsticks yesterday, he was originally holding the edge of the basket with his little hands, but now he squatted in the basket in embarrassment, unwilling to stand out.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Su Qingyu shook her backpack.

"Xiaobao, mother is talking to you, why shouldn't you answer me?"

It took a while before I heard my son say: "Xiaobao is a good boy, he won't throw his chopsticks."

Su Qingyu nodded happily: "Well, everyone likes good children. Grandma made you a bag of snacks. If you feel homesick and want to eat delicious food, just open it and eat it. Don't make it the same as yesterday. oh."

"Xiaobao doesn't know that."

"Then let's pull the hook, okay?" Su Qingyu stretched her hand above the backpack.

Xiaobao popped his head out of the basket on his back and stretched out his fingers to hook up with Su Qingyu.

Su Qingnao and Qingyang praised him all the way, and they praised him happily.

When he saw Ma Xin, he happily stood up from the basket and stretched out his little hands to hug Ma Xin.

Ma Xin laughed, reached into the backpack and picked him up.

"Grandpa Ma, Xiaobao did something wrong yesterday, and he won't do it again. From now on, Xiaobao will learn from Grandpa Ma and become as powerful as Grandpa Ma! He can also ride a big horse and ride as fast as Grandpa Ma."

"Okay. Then let's learn from Grandpa Ma, okay?" Ma Xin was very comforted. This is a child who is loved by others.

"good."

"Uncle Xin, I'm sorry, this child has made you worry."

Ma Xin waved his hand at her: "The child is still young. It's normal for adults to worry more. Xiaobao is already very sensible. I have never seen many children as sensible as him. This child is very talented and I will guide him well in the future." "

Su Qingyu felt relieved: "Then let Uncle Xin worry about it."

"Don't worry." Holding Xiaobao in his arms, he said to Qingyang: "Go and practice horse riding, and practice the marksmanship taught yesterday."

"Yes, Master."

"Grandpa Ma, where is Xiaobao?"

"Grandpa Ma, would you like to take Xiaobao to ride a big horse?"

"Okay!" He was happiest when riding a big horse. He could sit high and see far, and the wind was blowing comfortably. Xiaobao clapped his little hands and was very happy.

Ma Xin hugged Xiaobao and turned around to leave, saying to Su Qingyu: "Go back, I'm here, don't worry."

Su Qingnao couldn't help but laugh when she saw her son who waved his little hand towards her and was happily hugged by Ma Xin and walked away while talking.

He also turned around and returned to the village.

The food from several cities in Renzhou has been shipped to Godfather Raozhou. The villagers should also take advantage of the good weather to dry the rice and store it in storage.

Winter wheat must also be planted.

The slopes in the mountains are not as fertile as the fertile fields outside. After harvesting rice, it seems that we need to plow deeply and replenish fertilizers.

Fortunately, there is a lot of mulch deep in the jungle, otherwise she would still have to worry about farm fertilizer.

Su Qingyu was thinking about food and Xiaobao all the time.

It is really not an easy task to educate a child to be a talented person. Now that the child has learned martial arts, he can't be a reckless man in the future, right? Cultural knowledge must also keep up.

Just what should I teach him?

"Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Surnames" and "Thousand Character Classic"? Is it too early to arrange three hundred thousand at this time?

Xiaobao can memorize the Three-Character Sutra and reads it like a children's song, which is very catchy. But let him hold the pen, it's a little crooked.

Do you want to teach him something else?

Just teach what?

Su Qingyu thought about it all the way back to Xingengzhai.

As he was walking towards his home, he saw Liang Si and Su Dahu pulling back and forth.

Um? These two people?

Would it be embarrassing to see her?

Su Qingyu thought for a while and hid aside.