C1437 Question
Xue Xue'er frowned.
She thought for a while and did not ask Jiaze immediately. Instead, she waited for the night. After Nianxue went to sleep, she went to Jiaze's bedroom.
Seeing that he was still lying on the bed with his eyes open, Xue Xue'er gently sat beside him.
"What, can't sleep?"
Her palm gently caressed his hair and the corner of her mouth slightly curled up.
"Yes."
Jiaze nodded, played with his fingers, and then said, "Mommy, I don't like school anymore. I feel tired from school. Can you ask the teacher to come and teach me at home?"
Xue Xue'er suddenly became alert when she heard this.
This was bad. Maybe it was because he had been punished by the teacher too much. Jiaze was a little reluctant to learn. This was not a good thing.
"Why are you at home?"
She gently stroked Jiaze's hair and kissed him on the forehead again.
"No one will take care of you when you study at home. Your progress will be very slow. If you study with everyone, at least someone will supervise you."
Hearing this, Jiaze lowered his head and did not say a word.
Xue Xue'er thought for a while and rubbed his hair again.
"Don't worry, Mommy will make you like studying."
At least it would make him not hate studying, just like when the form teacher was there.
Jiaze's eyes widened when he heard this.
"Really?"
"Yes, go to sleep."
Xue Xue'er kissed him again. After turning off the light, she turned around and left.
She had to go to school tomorrow to find that teacher. At least she had to give Jiaze some motivation to study.
This was something that could not be delayed.
The next morning, Xue Xue'er went out of the school early in the morning, but she did not go straight to the teacher. Instead, she waited.
The first lesson was to study early. She thought for a while and went to the classroom to call Zhenni out.
"Zhenni, why don't I see you, Ze?"
Xue Xue'er asked as she looked around the classroom. After making sure that she did not see Jiaze, she gently asked Zhenni.
Zhenni pointed to the stairs beside her.
"Brother went there. Anyone who speaks in class will be punished by the teacher."
Punished to stand?
Xue Xue'er frowned tightly and suddenly felt a little angry.
She suppressed her anger and continued to ask.2
"What did Ze say?"
"He borrowed a pencil from me."
Zhenni shook her head and told him what had happened.
It turned out that Jiaze did not listen attentively. On the contrary, he was listening seriously to the class because he broke the pencil when he was taking notes. It was too late, so he could only borrow the pencil from Zhenni.
Who would have thought that just as he turned his head and said something, Teacher Su saw him take the pencil.
Teacher Su felt that he was a problematic student and would not listen seriously in class. He did not care about the situation and rushed Jiaze to the stairs.
Any student that he felt had a problem would have to go to the staircase and stand there.
"Okay, I got it."
Xue Xue'er rubbed Zhenni's hair. "You go back first. Auntie has something to discuss with you, Ze. Oh, by the way, please record his pen for him."
Hearing Xue Xue'er's words, Zhenni very obediently nodded her head.
"Okay, Auntie, go."
After she turned around and left, Zhenni also returned to the classroom.
Xue Xue'er took a deep breath.
She wanted to go to the stairs to see Jiaze.
When she arrived at the stairs and saw with her own eyes that Jiaze was indeed being punished to stand, Xue Xue'er could not suppress the anger in her heart and it surged.
This teacher was really too much!
Seeing Xue Xue'er come, Jiaze also felt somewhat wronged. He lightly curled his lips and somewhat helplessly lowered his head.
"I will go and find Teacher Su. Wait a moment."
Xue Xue'er explained to him.
Although she was very anxious, seeing that Teacher Su was in class, she could not bear to interrupt him. She just continued to wait. Anyway, she did not care about the extra few minutes.
Not long after, the bell for the end of class rang.
Teacher Su was an old teacher who was over fifty years old. When he saw Xue Xue'er, he only lazily raised his eyes.
"You are?"
"Jiaze's mother."
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