Therefore, even if he is not lazy, it will be difficult to achieve the ideal learning effect and make up for this gap in time.

Like September 8, the first weekend of school, Xu Manli finally discovered the seriousness of the problem.

That day she saw Hong Yi working hard on his homework, and she was very happy.

But when she opened the first page of the Chinese language book, wanting to test Hong Yi's ability, she pointed at the big pinyin letter Q and asked him to read it.

I didn't expect that he didn't know him.

Then I asked him and he couldn't pronounce the following o, e, i, u, v.

So Xu Manli got angry on the spot and slapped the table.

"What have you been doing in class?"

Unexpectedly, Hong Yi looked at her blankly, as if he was also asking her, "Yes, why did I go?"

Xu Manli felt that something was wrong from her son's confusion when he heard the book from heaven.

So a comprehensive inspection began.

Well, this time it's even sadder.

Because his son not only didn't know the alphabet, he also didn't know the four tones.

The simplest four sounds of "a" made him speak, and he uttered an indistinct "Ah...ah...ah..." like a mute.

I’ve been taught the four tones seven or eight times and still can’t do it.

Xu Manli gradually lost her patience and slapped the table and yelled at him.

"You are not a foreigner, so you still don't know how to speak your own words?"

Hong Yi cried aggrievedly and said, "I can speak words, but I can't speak the four tones."

"If you don't know how to speak, you have to speak. Follow me and learn! If you make a mistake in pronouncing it once, I'll show you."

Mothers have their own reasons, so Hong Yi spoke out in a tearful voice and fearfully.

There is no suspense. Naturally, there are many wrongs and few right, and there are "slaps" and slaps in between.

But soon, even Xu Manli couldn't bear it anymore.

"No, if I hit you, my hand will still hurt."

At this time, Hong Yi's weakness of low IQ became more apparent.

He actually took the initiative to hand over the instruments of torture.

"Mom, please use a ruler."

But there were mistakes, and Xu Manli couldn't bear it anymore.

He just shook his head and sighed.

But I didn't expect that what happened next would be even more annoying.

Hong Yi's filial piety was in vain, and he did not escape a more severe punishment.

"I asked, why do you always pronounce the e like "hungry, hungry"?"

"That's what the teacher taught."

"Nonsense, your Chinese teacher is not from Shaanxi, so you can still say 'I' as 'hungry'."

"Our teacher... hehe, she is... from Shanxi."

"Shanxi people?"

"That's right. Your hometown is also from Shanxi. My grandma and grandpa can't pronounce e, so they call it 'hungry'. You always call it 'hungry'..."

"I, I..."

The climax of the reprimand ended when a burst of black, choking smoke drifted into the kitchen.

This directly triggered Xu Manli's panic and sudden realization.
Chapter completed!