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The kindergarten's teacher told that parents should teach their son how to wipe his own butt in the summer vacation . The middle-class teacher would no longer help the child. While in summer, and he wears very little clothes, his dad begins to teach him. He learned quickly and soon can wipe himself. Since then, he wipes himself. (Kindergarten's teacher is really not easy). But the next few days, I don't know why there is always a paper half folded in the drawer.

Look, it's clean too. And his father takes it and wipes it.

This is not the point, and one day the child's mother found out: the child wiped the first time, there was a stool stick on the paper, put the trash can; wipe the second time, and put the trash can; then third time no stool, paper clean, put in the drawer... So Dad was trapped...

How frugal the child is!
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