When Xiaobao heard that Su Qingma would not send him to ride a horse, he immediately shouted: "Not good!"

Su Qingma looked at him: "Why isn't it good? Didn't Xiaobao throw chopsticks at Grandpa Ma? He just didn't want to learn anymore."

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

After saying that, he looked at Su Qingma, and saw that Su Qingma had no expression on his face, he was a little scared.

He grabbed his little hand: "Grandpa Ma said that when Xiaobao becomes powerful in the future, he can ride a big horse and go anywhere. If he is not capable, Xiaobao will not want Xiaobao when he grows up. Xiaobao wants to learn skills."

Well...so you want to learn skills because you want to ride a big horse, but are you afraid that the little horse will not want you?

"Then were you doing something wrong today?"

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

"So do you still want to learn skills tomorrow?"

"want."

"Would you please accompany you to apologize to Grandpa Ma? You did something wrong today."

Xiaobao lowered his head and lit up after a while: "Okay."

"Then you can't cry anymore. Can you listen to Grandpa Ma?"

"good."

Su Qingma touched his little head: "Be good. Then when Grandpa Ma said that Xiaobao has become powerful, Xiaobao is both well-behaved and obedient, my mother asked Grandpa Tian to bring delicious food to Xiaobao, okay?"

"Okay, you need a lot of things, you haven't eaten before. And you can't take the gift back."

"Okay, you need a lot of things, you haven't eaten before. And you won't take them back."

After coaxing Xiaobao, Su Qingma changed several parenting books from the system to read at night, and made up for some knowledge of child-raising.

During the growth of a child, about his dietary nutrition issues, language cognition issues, social and emotional issues, the inner world of children, how to communicate with children, how to interact with children...

Niangle, are there so many problems with raising a child?

Want to go wild.

Looking at his son who was sleeping beside him, Su Qingma had a headache.

If it is a daughter, it will be spoiled. But how can a boy do without being beaten?

I have become arrogant when I live with my mother and elders for a long time. Has a boy learned to be picky about eating and drinking?

Do you still dare to throw chopsticks?

No. I have to remind Qingyang tomorrow that Xiaobao will never bring him back if he cries or makes trouble in the future.

Just let him cry enough.

If the seedlings are saplings, they cannot be allowed to grow freely. They have to be manually intervened from time to time, otherwise they will become crooked as they grow.

As a boy, unlike a girl, you have to fall and beat him up.

The next day, Su Qingma got up early in the morning. She turned her head and looked around. Hey, her son opened his eyes in a daze.

It seems that this is the time to get up.

"Son, I'm up. Today I'll accompany you to learn skills."

After the mother and son washed up, Su Qingma carried him in a basket and went to the training ground.

I just walked a little bit and was so tired.

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

"Sister, why don't I recite it?"

"Mom, Xiaobao is here to go."

"It's okay, I'll recite it for another time, and you can change it." After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Qingyang.

Yes, after walking for such a mountain road, my face was not blushing or breathing.

I can walk back and forth twice every day with my nephew on my back.

"It seems that the training has been effective."

Qingyang nodded happily: "Well, I'm now going to Master's senior. Master said I'm much better than before."

"Not bad. Learn well with your master. If you don't have talent, you can learn well by your acquired efforts."

"Um."

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

"Okay, you're awesome. But you can't keep crying and going home, okay? Your grandmother said that she would ask my uncle to carry something delicious every morning and ask someone to cook it there for you at noon. You can't throw chopsticks anymore, okay?"

Su's mother also said that she cooked lunch every day and sent someone to deliver it to her.

Su Qingma did not agree.

You can't spoil your child's habit of eating and drinking since childhood.

Su’s father and mother loved their grandson, and finally said that they would ask Qingyang to bring the prepared food in the morning and invite the people from the barracks there to make it at noon, so they asked Xiaobao to eat with Ma Xin and Qingyang. They would not make special arrangements, so they prepared some things that Xiaobao likes to eat.

Su Qingma had no choice but to agree.

Xiaobao also knew that he did something wrong yesterday. When his mother talked about the chopsticks he threw yesterday, she was originally holding the edge of the backpack with her little hands, so she would squat in the backpack with embarrassment and would not want to appear.

Seeing that he refused, Su Qingma shook her backpack.

"Xiaobao, is your mother talking to you, why don't you respond to your mother?"

After a while, I heard my son say, "Xiaobao is a good boy, so I won't throw chopsticks."

Su Qingma nodded with relief: "Well, everyone likes it. Grandma made you a bag of snacks for you. If you miss home and want to eat something delicious, just open it and eat it. Don't be the same as yesterday."

"Xiaobao doesn't know."

"Then are we good to hook and hook?" Su Qingya stretched her hand over the backpack.

Xiaobao's head came out of the basket, and stretched out his fingers and pulled the hook with Su Qingma.

Su Qingma and Qingyang praised him all the way, praising him happily.

When he saw Ma Xin, he stood up happily from his backpack and stretched out his little hand to hug Ma Xin.

Ma Xin laughed and reached into the basket to pick him up.

"Grandpa Ma, Xiaobao did something wrong yesterday, and he won't be able to do it anymore. Xiaobao learns skills from Grandpa Ma in the future and becomes as powerful as Grandpa Ma! He also rides a big horse, riding so fast like Grandpa Ma."

"Okay. Then study hard with Grandpa Ma, okay?" Ma Xin was very relieved. This was a caring child.

"good."

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

Ma Xin waved at her: "The child is still young, so it is normal for adults to worry more. Xiaobao is already very sensible. I have never seen a few children as sensible as him. This child is talented and I will guide him well in the future."

Su Qingma felt relieved: "Then please don't worry about it."

"Don't worry." He held Xiaobao and said to Qingyang: "Go and practice horse stance, and practice the shooting skills he taught yesterday."

“Yes, Master.”

"Grandpa Ma, where is that little treasure?"

"Would Grandpa Ma take Xiaobao to ride a horse?"

"Okay!" He was the happiest to ride a horse. He sat high and looked far away, and the wind was comfortable. Xiaobao patted his little hands and was very happy.

Ma Xin turned around and left with Xiaobao in his arms, and said to Su Qingma: "You go back, don't worry if I'm here."

Su Qingma looked at her son who waved her hand and was happily hugged by Ma Xin and walked away while talking, and couldn't help laughing.

He also turned around and returned to the village.

The grain from several cities in Renzhou has been transported to the godfather of Raozhou. The village should take advantage of the good weather and quickly dry the rice and put it in the warehouse.

Winter wheat must also be planted.

The fertility of the slopes in the mountains is not as good as the fertile fields outside. After harvesting rice, it seems that you have to practise them thoroughly and replenish them well.

Fortunately, there is a lot of rotten soil in the deep forest, otherwise she would have to worry about the farmer's fertilizer.

Su Qingxian thought about food and Xiaobao's affairs all the way.

It is really not easy to educate a child to become a talent. Now that children have learned martial arts, they cannot be a reckless man, so they have to keep up with their cultural knowledge.

Just what should I teach him?

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

Xiaobao can recite the Three Character Classic, and he uses it like a nursery rhyme, which makes him very sensible. But if he asks him to take a pen, it will be a bit crooked.

Do you want to teach him something else?

Just teach what?

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

As they were walking to their home, they saw Liang Si and Su Dahu pulling back and forth.

Hum? These two people?

Will you be embarrassed to see her?
Chapter completed!