Lu Nan smiled and said, "Then please explain it to me, Sister Li."

Song Li nodded: "Okay!"

Then Song Li took Lu Nan's draft notebook: "This problem should be converted like this. Although there are a lot of data, it's an application problem. Not every number is needed. For example, this one is unnecessary. Its existence is just to lull you into a false sense of security."

As Song Li spoke, he worked out the calculations step by step on his draft paper.

Lu Nan listened very attentively.

Sister Li is really good at cooking!

Then he stood up and said, "Sister Li, wait a moment."

Then Lu Nan went in and brought out another test paper: "Sister Li, I don't know the last two questions either."

Song Li smiled: "I see..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Nan suddenly realized, "Sister Li, you explained it so well! The teacher's explanation was like listening to gibberish, but your explanation made it simple and easy to understand."

Both Lu's mother and Lu Zhou listened to the situation on this side.

But Lu Zhou scoffed at it.

But Lu's mother listened to her.

She desperately wanted her two children to study hard.

Because she knew that studying was the only way to succeed.

The eldest is doing alright now, the second one...

The second child didn't have much education, but he was good-looking.

The third brother is not as strong as the eldest, not as good-looking as the second brother, has a sharp tongue, and doesn't do well in school.

I was so worried.

Lu's mother walked over.

"Little Li!"

Song Li looked up: "Auntie, what's wrong?"

Lu's mother: "Auntie is just mentioning it. If Xiaoli doesn't want to, it's fine, right?"

Song Li's heart soared. Was Lu's mother going to make some unreasonable demands?

Then I heard Lu's mother say, "Xiao Li! Actually, I hope both children can go to high school. Although the family is struggling financially, we have saved up money for their education. So there's still a month left. I just heard you teaching Xiao Nan quite well."

"Look... could you teach the third one too?"

Lu's mother knew that her youngest son was a smart aleck and not very likable.

But.......

After hearing what Lu's mother had to say, Song Li felt relieved.

This is such a big deal!

Why make things so tense?

Song Li turned and glanced at Lu Zhou.

A smile played on his lips.

Lu Zhou met Song Li's gaze.

I have a bad feeling.

"Mom, I don't want her to teach me."

Lu's mother: "Shut up, you have no right to speak."

Song Li looked at Lu's mother with a smile and said, "Auntie, actually tutoring homework is a small matter. Besides, it's like keeping a monkey on a leash. If all children were like Xiao Nan, they would be easy to teach."

Then, looking at Lu Zhou with a troubled expression, he said, "Someone like Lu Zhou..."

Mother Lu smiled. As long as Song Li agreed to teach, it was all a minor matter.

"Auntie understands, Xiao Li! Auntie believes in you. A strict teacher produces outstanding students. As long as you're willing to teach them, you can discipline them however you like."

Lu Zhou: "Oh my god! Mom, are you really my mom?!"

Lu's mother said to Lu Zhou, "When you become successful in the future, you'll know whether I'm your real mother or not."

Song Li raised the corners of her mouth: "Then, Auntie, could you please prepare a stick that you think is suitable for hitting children? I'll use the stick you prepare to hit people."

Lu Zhou will definitely have to be beaten into submission.

However, when it comes to one's own stick, everyone's perception is bound to be different.

Therefore, Lu's mother still needs to prepare this herself.

Mother Lu smiled and said, "Okay, okay."

Then he picked up the broom next to him and handed it to Song Li.

Song Li's lips twitched. Was this third son really her biological son?

"This is too big."

"Alright! I'll go behind the house and cut down a thorny branch."

After speaking, he left.

Lu Nan tugged at Song Li's sleeve: "Sister Li, I'm one of us."

That means, "Don't hit me."

Song Li quickly reassured him, "Don't worry, we won't hit the obedient ones, we'll only hit the disobedient ones." This was specifically for Lu Zhou to hear.

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhou felt a chill run down his spine.

A moment later, Lu's mother brought over a long stick.

Song Li recognized it; she had been hit by this thing when she was a child.

It is said that good people are often found among those who are blessed with a strong will.

This stick is quite straight, about as thick as a thumb.

Lu's mother really put her heart into it.

Song Li was holding a stick.

He walked up to Lu Zhou.

Lu Zhou stepped back: "What...what are you going to do?"

Song Li said, "Show me your homework."

Lu Zhou held onto his homework and wouldn't take it out.

"Take it out."

Lu Zhou simply wouldn't take it out.

"Are you sure?" Song Li asked.

Seeing that Lu Zhou did not move.

Song Li slapped him on the back.

"Ouch... hiss... you really hit me!"

"What else? Are you kidding me?"

Lu Zhou looked at his mother.

Lu's mother pretended not to see and quickly went into the kitchen.

Lu Zhou saw that resistance was futile.

The only option is to remove your hand.

He thought to himself: "That tigress, whoever marries her will be doomed."

Song Li picked up her homework and started looking at it.

After reading it, I got even angrier.

They're all from the same mother, so how come there's such a big difference?

Lu's mother watched Song Li's expression from the kitchen doorway.

She knew it; his third son was doomed, he must have made a huge mistake.

Song Li looked at the answers, nine out of ten of which were wrong.

"Is your brain filled with water? You're so terribly wrong."

Lu Zhou lowered his head like a quail.

Song Li took a deep breath.

Will tutoring this kind of child shorten my lifespan?

Song Li, calm down.

The debt of gratitude must be repaid.

Give them back their two college students, and we'll call it even.

Song Li went to get a stool and sat down next to Lu Zhou.

Then, looking at Lu Nan, he said, "Xiao Nan, if you have any questions, come and ask me. I'll tutor your third brother first."

Lu Nan nodded: "Okay."

Song Li sat down next to Lu Zhou.

I erased all of this week's homework and redid it.

Then Song Li explained each question to him again, one by one.

Because Song Li spoke very seriously.

In addition, Lu Zhou is not unintelligent; he just doesn't like to study.

The stick is right next to me now.

As soon as Lu Zhou loses focus.

It was just one blow.

He got hit with a stick three times in just one hour.

For Lu Zhou's situation, tutoring him with homework alone is definitely not enough; he needs to go through all the knowledge points from the three years of junior high school.

The debt is too high.

It was past 5 p.m.

The tutoring session has just ended.

Lu Zhou was almost in tears.

But Lu's mother was overjoyed.

Dinner in the evening.

Lu Cheng just returned.

When he returned, he grabbed a package and handed it to Song Li.

"What?"

"Take it in and have a look!"

Song Li nodded: "Okay, thank you!"

Song Li took it into the room.

Fabric?

What is he buying fabric for?

Song Li then looked at her clothes, which were covered in patches.

Song Li didn't think the patches were ugly; in fact, she thought they were quite unique.

Actually, she had 100 yuan in her account, and cheap fabrics were only a dozen yuan per meter, so she could buy fabrics.

It's just that the explanation wasn't clear enough, so Song Li couldn't buy it.

Song Li looked at the piece of material and saw that it was quite large; it could probably make more than two sets of clothes.

This is the situation at home.

Lu Cheng actually thought of buying her clothes.

Song Li was quite moved.

There were also face towels inside.

There are also toothbrushes and other utensils.

The things from that time, though not very good, were practical!

You can use it.

Thinking of this.

Song Li suddenly felt that she could tolerate Lu Zhou after all.

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