All I can do about the family exchanges between mothers and grandchildren, is to bring her positive energy, even a little bit.

This morning, the grandma walked over to me in a routine manner. If I were on the first floor, she would chat. If I were on the second floor, she would continue to walk back to her second aunt.

It just so happened that I was on the first floor.

So, the Nth Grandma's and Grandmasters exchange began.

At the beginning, the grandma couldn't help but burst out with powerful negative energy!

Because the grandma is old and feels uncomfortable in her body and cannot be treated well when she sees a doctor, she will become very irritable and irritable!

It’s rare that the grandma learned about a medicinal material that might cure her constipation by chatting with an old lady nearby the day before yesterday.

Well, the old lady personally experienced it and said that medicinal herbs were like magical medicines, and she could cure any disease.

I usually just listen to this exaggerated statement of modification.

However, the grandma believes it.

Yes, as long as it is possible, the grandma will not give up any chance to cure her constipation. Even if the possibility is very low.

Well, "I will never die until the Yellow River."

Oh no, it should be that even if you reach the Yellow River, your heart will not die.

Therefore, in response to the request of "God of Lafayette", the second aunt went to the pharmacy yesterday to buy the medicinal materials described by the old lady.

Although I bought the medicinal materials, I don’t know how to cook them.

Therefore, the grandma came here early this morning to wait for the old lady on the roadside. Unfortunately, the old lady walked very quickly, and the grandma missed the meeting with the old lady this morning.

This triggered the eruption of the volcano in the grandma's heart!

The grandma first sighed about her physical discomfort in front of me, then suddenly changed her mind and cursed dissatisfiedly: "That one who walks very quickly!"

Well, in the age of my grandma's youth, the words she said with anger were so folk-like and very down-to-earth.

I just listened to the grandma venting her negative energy...

When she was almost venting, I asked her: "Grandma, what time is it now?"

Then, the grandma would withdraw from the negative energy mood, pick up the old man's phone and answer a little uncertainly: "Ten... ten o'clock, two? Is it ten o'clock?"

Well, I have been teaching my grandma to watch the old man’s mobile phone recently, because my second aunt has no clock and my second aunt doesn’t need it. It’s enough to have a cell phone.

I looked at it, gentle, well, I had to answer gently: "No, now it's twenty. Five minutes only one word, twenty minutes only four words. Now it's ten:4."

Well, gentle, it won't hit her.

She shook her head a little disappointed: "I've said it, but I won't even see it."

I immediately comforted her: "It's okay, take it slowly, you will be able to read more. I can't remember it all at once, it doesn't matter. If you don't remember, just ask. If you ask too much, you will be able to read slowly."

Then, I pointed to the time on her old man's phone and gently taught: "The two numbers in the latter are combined, not just looking at one of them. For example, this one is just reading twenty-one. As long as you see two numbers, you add 'ten' (pronunciation). The one in front is a number except zero, which is 'ten'."

She nodded as if she understood, "Oh, that's it."

At that moment, I understood the joy of being a teacher.

After chatting, I asked her how much she had.

She looked carefully and replied with uncertainty: "Two...two, six?"

I felt like I was suddenly poured on a basin of cold water.

It doesn't matter, old man, I understand.

I still taught gently: "No, what did I just say? As long as I see two numbers, what should I add in the middle?"

The grandma was confused and shook her head.

I patiently took down the clock in the living room, pointed to the 12 on the clock, and asked gently, "What do you read this number?"

The grandma replied naturally: "12."

I said, "Yes, why do you read '12' instead of '1' or '2'? Similarly, what do you read the number in your phone together? What should you add in the middle?"

The grandma thought seriously and replied: "Yes, what are you adding?"

At that moment, I also understood the difficulty of being a teacher.

But it still doesn't matter, I still understand, old man.

I continue to teach gently: "Add 'ten', you see, 1 and 2 are 12, then 2 and 7 are 27, which are read together, not separate. Even if you change other numbers, it is the same. If that is 3, then it is 37. In short, if you see this number, you must read together, unless the first one is zero."

Then, I asked her how to read the next number of time.

She understood a little, and had a little more certainty: "Two...twenty-eight."

I smiled: "Yes, that's how it is read."

She was still a little bit plagued by negative energy: "I won't remember it later, and what's the use of memorizing it?"

I said, "It's useful! Who says it's useless? When you learn to read, your mind will think. This is good for the brain. If you don't remember, ask, and you will naturally remember it if you are familiar with it."

She said: "Your second aunt said it's useless for me to learn to read these things. When it's time, she will naturally cook for me."

I firmly objected: "No, this is useful! Don't think that learning these things is useless, because they were hard to get in touch with in your era, so it is very difficult for you to learn to read these things. Think about it, in my hometown, an elderly person who is about the same age as you, who knows how to read the time on your phone? He can hardly read it, but if you learn to read it, then you are better than them! Sharper than them! The most important thing is that when you learn to read it, it will drive the brain to think and is very beneficial to the brain."

The grandma nodded thoughtfully.

I continued: "In our era, children will find these numbers easy to see, but you are different. For you, these are equivalent to the fact that I am old in the future. My grandson may find it difficult to play with many new tricks. But I will also learn to adapt to the development of the times. This is the same, and the degree of development in each era is different. So, if you can learn how to watch your phone, it is really good!"

After hearing this, the grandma smiled happily.

Then, the grandma continued not to remember and continued to ask me...

I continue to be patient, continue to be gentle, continue to teach...

Until, the second aunt came over and asked the grandma to go back for dinner.

Well, now I have no money, so I can’t give it to my grandma.

As a grandson in my hometown, I can do that.

I hope that if the grandma has more positive energy and less negative energy in her heart, she will definitely be much happier.
Chapter completed!