Chapter 2328
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But at this moment, Little Ling 'er was only responsible for crying, not responsible for speaking. She nestled in her arms, looking extremely pitiful.
"Nanny Zhang, why are you here?" Nangong Jin looked at the woman called Nanny Zhang, and there was a flash of awkwardness in her eyes.
The last time Nangong Jin was injured, she had interacted more with her sister-in-law, Mu Chenxiang, so she knew that Auntie Zhang was Mu Chenxiang's nanny and had watched Mu Chenxiang grow up. After Mu Chenxiang's mother died, she was bullied by her stepmother. Only this Nanny Zhang continued to treat her like a young lady. Even if she threw herself at her, she still treated her well.
Therefore, after Mu Chenxiang gained power, she took Nanny Zhang to her side and made her the assistant housekeeper of this small family.
Although she was still a servant, Nanny Zhang didn't have to do anything other than take care of Nangong Xu and Nangong Ling. He was practically living in their house until he retired.
Therefore, Nanny Zhang doted on the two children very much.
Looking at Nanny Zhang's expression, Nangong Nuannuan knew that she was in trouble.
Being questioned by Nangong Jin, Nanny Zhang had an awkward expression. She could only stand up and bow to Nangong Jin. She said in remorse, "Young Master, it's all my fault. I didn't have strict requirements for Little Miss and even lied to Teacher with her. I have failed in my duty as a servant, and I know I have done wrong. No matter how Young Master punishes me, I deserve it.
Nangong Jin felt a headache coming on as he looked at the assistant butler whom his wife had always treasured.
Perhaps it was because she had invested too much in it that Nanny Zhang sometimes couldn't tell where she stood anymore.
Sometimes, when he was educating the child, Nanny Zhang would beg for mercy for the child. If he didn't listen, Nanny Zhang would cry.
Seeing Nanny Zhang apologize, Nangong Jin sighed in his heart, but his attitude softened a little. He asked, "What's going on?"
"Commander Nangong, let me do the talking."
The director put a few pieces of paper on the table and said, "Now we have begun to connect with the content of primary schools. We have taught the children addition and subtraction within a hundred digits and Pinyin. At the same time, we have also assigned some homework within our ability. But Nangong Ling isn't serious about her homework. "
It was something written again.
Nangong Nuannuan immediately stood up and leaned over to take a look.
On the first piece of paper, the teacher wrote in Chinese characters: If there is a five-meter deep hole in front of you, and there is no water in it, if you jump in, how do you get out?
Palace Spirit replied — —
Answer: When the water in the river is out, the person can go up.
Teacher's comment: Is there so much water in your brain? I hope you can come up with another answer.
The content of Little Ling 'er's correction was: If I don't put so much water in my navel, why the hell would I put it in?
"Pfft …"
Nangong Nuannuan swore that she was trying her best to hold it in, but she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Nangong Nuannuan quickly stopped laughing and glanced at her big brother, whose expression had obviously turned ugly. She glanced at Little Ling'er and mourned for her for a second.
On the next piece of paper were some math questions. Little Ling 'er had answered all the questions correctly, but there was a question at the end. The question was, "What is 8 plus 16?"
The space where Little Ling 'er answered was empty. The teacher put a question mark on the empty space. It meant that she needed to change it.
However, Little Ling 'er wrote a sentence in the correction area: Hand zhi + jiaozhi = 20, 8 + 16 doesn't add up.
The teacher's comment was, "Please use your brain?"
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