"Children, in this class, there is the principal and I, I will tell you a story, and it is also the first story, before telling the story, I will introduce you to a few gentlemen, if anyone is a genius, these gentlemen can directly accept you as a personal disciple."

Well, a few gentlemen are sitting outside the classroom, there is no way, don't take off your shoes, then, you can only sit outside the door, and the children, can only line up to admire, ah, no, is to line up to show themselves.

"Genius, isn't this Principal Yang dislike geniuses?"

These gentlemen, they don't care about the babies, but are thinking about what Yang Qiao means by genius, what does it mean, it will come soon.

"Children, before telling the story, let me first talk about what a genius is, genius, that is, when you are so old, you can casually recite poetry, now, I will first memorize a poem of a genius of this dynasty, this is a poem of a foodie genius."

"Foodie genius, Daddy, I know, I know, isn't it, goose goose goose, cut the curves with a knife, pluck the feathers and add scoop water, light the fire and cover the pot." Bao'er answered excitedly, why, sometimes, when Yang Qiao was carrying Bao'er, he would naturally see a flock of geese, and what was Bao'er's first thought.

"Daddy, Daddy, I want roast goose."

This is the idea of a foodie, when I saw the food, the first thought was naturally to think about eating, and this goose, that is naturally used to eat, as for the goose eggs, does the goose still lay eggs, this, Bao'er naturally doesn't know, she only knows that this goose can be roasted and eaten, can be fried and eaten, but the little baby still likes to eat roasted.

Well, in the recipe of the foodie baby, there are naturally goose eggs, but, in the mouth of the foodie baby, there are only big eggs and small eggs, and nothing else, there is no more, why, there are too many eggs, the baby can't tell the difference, first of all, this little egg, that's a lot, what sparrow eggs, quail eggs, all in all, are small eggs, and medium eggs, there are eggs, duck eggs, swan eggs or something, okay, swan eggs, it seems to be duck eggs, almost big.

What, there are few swans, at this time, there are a lot, find a pond, there will be a lot of swans in it.

Then, it's a big egg, what a wild goose egg, a big goose egg or something, it's all a big egg, fortunately, there are no dinosaurs at this time, otherwise, Yang Qiao will even bring dinosaur eggs to eat, but, at this time, even if you find dinosaur eggs, you can't eat them, stones, how to eat them!

Okay, okay, this is the source of this crooked poem, for this reason, I was ridiculed by my daughter-in-law for a long time, you two, that is, foodies, look at what the poems of other geniuses have changed, and Yang Qiao and Bao'er agreed that this is the original poem.

Yang Qiao's opinion is that a baby, when he saw the food, he actually thought of elegant things, not scientific, what is science, daughter-in-law, you are a literati, don't understand what science is.

Bao'er thinks that this genius little brother must have eaten the goose roasted by his father, so when this little brother saw the goose, he remembered the roast goose, so this is the poem he made.

"Oh, oh, the story is here, I have long heard that there is a foodie girl in the Yang family, this is a game between Principal Yang and the girl, but what is the contradiction between Principal Yang and the genius, it seems that I have never heard of them meeting?"

"Well, Bao'er's child answered well, this is the foodie poem written by our genius children in this dynasty, okay, Bao'er sit down, but you have to remember, Bao'er calls me daddy, you can't call me that, you have to call me the principal, now, let's interpret this poem first, first of all, these three goose words."

Well, I can't help but say that Yang Qiao has some bad taste, there are not many poems that can be plagiarized by dolls, but I can find one, Huo, I already have it, so, that brother Wang, by the way, what should you have your surname, I will change it for you, who let you rob my poem!

Explain, naturally there is nothing good to say, so I am not afraid of teaching the babies badly, well, I am really not afraid, these babies need to be so uninhibited, originally, this is a reserve talent for his own family, but not for Li Er.

"Next, this principal, I will tell you the story first, the name of this story, called the little hero Xiao Nezha, this Nezha, where to start, let's start with his identity, Nezha, this is his later name, initially, he was not called this name, he was originally one of the two remaining colorful stones when Nuwa Niangniang was mending the sky, oh, or maybe Nuwa Niangniang deliberately refined these two more colorful stones, not for the purpose of mending the sky, but for other uses."

"Nezha, why do you feel that this name is somewhat familiar?"

Kong Yingda has read a lot of miscellaneous books, so he always feels familiar, but he can't remember where the source is.

"This should be Buddhist, right?"

On the side, someone said uncertainly, worthy of being a great Confucian, sure enough, he reads a lot of books, even Buddhist scriptures, and reads a lot.

"Could it be that this Principal Yang is ready to fight with Buddhism again, oh, yes, is he the identity of the Taoist Chief, fighting Buddhism, isn't it normal, okay, this is not what we care about, since we have Nuwa Niangniang, let's still care about this story first."

"Say, one of these colorful stones actually gave birth to a spirit bead, what is a spirit bead, you can understand it this way, it is a stone monster."

Well, this storytelling is also nonsense, the stone monsters have come out, if you talk about Sun Wukong, is it also a stone monster.

"This stone monster, ah, no, the spirit bead, since it is a bead, then it is round, that is, it walks with rolling, so it likes to roll around all day long, look, just like that little friend."

In the classroom, the babies are already impatient, some are willing to listen, some are unwilling to listen, naturally, there are also those who are rolling and playing on the side as Yang Qiao said.

"Listen to the story well, if you don't listen, I'll beat you, don't cry, if you cry, I'm going to beat you even more, you don't dare to cry when you beat it, hum, daddy tells a story, you dare not listen."

This is, the baby in the family has become the overlord.

Okay, the overlord is the overlord, who made us the master, and besides, this overlord baby didn't hit anyone, but just raised his little fist, and he didn't scare any baby, but laughed first.

"Giggles, who'...... that"

The babies are messy, and there are two aunts who are running around on their knees and are busy correcting the baby's actions.

Running on your knees?

Well, the babies are sitting and lying down, this aunt, no matter how short she is, is also a big man in front of the babies, so she can only run on her knees, besides, this classroom is full of carpets, and it is not dirty, if you don't sit and can't run, it's not impossible for them to sit and run!

"This spirit bead is rolling, and suddenly one day, I smell the smell of my mother, who is my mother, do you know?"

"Daddy, Bao'er knows, Bao'er knows!"

Well, it's Bao'er girl again.

"Well, very good, Bao'er listened carefully, Bao'er, come on, who is this mother?"

"Mother, it's the mother of the spirit bead, but a stone bead that can roll, will you call your mother?"

This teaches a lot, and it's also a trouble, obviously incompatible with the ideas of the babies.

"Bao'er, is this spirit bead a stone monster, what is a monster?"

"Well, a monster is a monster, so, a monster will be called a mother, that's right, the spirit bead is a bead that can talk to a stone monster."

"Bell stall!"

"Well, that's all for this lesson, after class, when I'm free, I'll continue to tell this story, remember, next time this principal will tell a story, but I have to ask questions."

"Headmaster, what's a question?"

There is a baby who asks ignorantly?

"Stupid, that's what you're asking."

This Bao'er has a big temper.

"Bao'er children, don't swear!"

This aunt is talking about Bao'er, but, what are you looking at Yang Qiao, Yang Qiao supports them in educating the baby, although this Bao'er is her own baby, there are some words, this aunt can't say, but, this dirty word, really can't let the baby learn, although the word stupid is not too bad, but, it's always a dirty word, isn't it.

"I'm sorry, Auntie, I was wrong, I shouldn't have said that the child is stupid, that, so-and-so, you are not stupid, you are a good egg?"

"Well, okay, I forgive you, I'm a good egg."

Hehe, this really makes people cry and laugh, but it is impossible for Yang Qiao to put Bao'er in the high class, this is a process, and you must experience it yourself.