Chapter 262 (Second Update) The one chosen first...

When Madam Fu heard her granddaughter-in-law say that they should make the most of everything, she nodded and said, "It would be a waste not to use it. Our Xiaoyu brought out a lot of beautiful clothes, and the scenery in our courtyard is quite beautiful. Take more pictures of her; it will be very meaningful for her to look at them when she grows up."

Tang Mingli did not deny that her grandmother was right, but this time she wanted to take more photos of her elders.

But saying these things at such a sensitive time would definitely make people overthink, so she could only smile and say, "Let's film together."

Madam Fu waved her hand: "I'm so old, the photos definitely won't look good. No, no, no photos."

"Who said that? To be like a grandmother at this age is quite remarkable."

The camera was in her hands, so she was in charge and wanted to take as many photos as possible of the elders.

Even when a woman is eighty years old, she still enjoys hearing compliments.

Madam Fu was pleased but also a little embarrassed. "You child, Xiaoyu is just like you, that's why she has such a sweet tongue."

Tang Mingli did not deny it, glancing at Fu Ci not far away.

"If he were like his father, he probably wouldn't be as cute."

Imagine if Fu Yu were a cool little girl... Hmm, it seems that being cool is also quite cute.

Tang Mingli is completely unable to view her child fairly and impartially.

After wiping the camera clean, Tang Mingli eagerly inserted a new roll of film. Then, skillfully finding the right angle, she snapped two photos of Old Madam Fu, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea.

The sudden action caught Madam Fu completely off guard.

After putting down the cup, she pretended to scold, "You child, you didn't even say anything before taking the picture."

Tang Mingli, however, had her own opinion: "The photos are more natural when they are taken unexpectedly. I guarantee that the two photos I just took of Grandma will be very beautiful."

Madam Fu still had the same concerns: "I'm already this old, how good can the photos look?"

"Grandma, believe me, the photos you take will be really beautiful."

Unable to win the argument, Madam Fu conceded defeat.

Having won the battle, Tang Mingli completely seized the initiative, snapping photos of anyone who showed her a scene worth capturing.

After this series of actions, Madam Fu and her mother got used to it and let her do as she pleased.

In their view, Tang Mingli just suddenly became interested in taking photos and was using everyone as models.

Fu Yu and Tang Xin, who had gone to eat tofu pudding with Fu Cheng'an, also returned. The two children immediately noticed the camera in Tang Mingli's hand.

Fu Yu asked curiously, "Mom, why did you take the camera out?"

Madam Fu answered for Tang Mingli: "Your mother found this camera and the unused roll of film while cleaning, and took them out to take pictures for everyone."

Fu Yu exclaimed excitedly, "That's great! I love taking pictures too!" Then she asked her mother, "Mom, can we take lots of beautiful photos this summer?"

Tang Mingli replied, "Of course."

"When does it begin?"

Their adorable eagerness melts the hearts of adults.

Tang Mingli pinched her daughter's rosy cheeks and told her, "You can do it now."

"Then let's begin now."

Who could say no to those sparkling eyes?

Upon receiving a positive answer, Fu Yu jumped for joy.

"Yay, I want to take a picture with Grandma first."

The first person chosen, Madam Fu, was overjoyed, sitting down happily, showing none of the awkwardness she had displayed when she was being secretly photographed earlier.

However, she was still curious and asked her beloved great-granddaughter, "Why was your great-grandmother the first one you took a picture with?"

Fu Yu replied confidently, "There is an order of seniority."

Madam Fu: "..."

I should have known better than to ask.

However, the disappointment only lasted for a second. When Tang Mingli raised her camera to take pictures of the old woman and the child, Madam Fu's face immediately lit up with a bright smile.

With children around, even the simplest things can be filled with laughter.

Tang Mingli held up her camera and pressed the shutter repeatedly, capturing one heartwarming moment after another.

The activity was temporarily interrupted when everyone got hungry.

The two children weren't done having fun yet, and they were still chattering away while eating.

Fu Yu: "Mom, why didn't I know when I was little that taking pictures was such a fun thing?"

These words made Tang Mingli laugh.

"If you had known this when you were a child, it would have been incredible."

"What's so terrible about it?"

Tang Mingli couldn't answer, so she handed the question to her husband: "Let Dad tell you."

Fu Ci was already used to such sudden 'heavy burdens' and calmly replied, "Because a baby's brain is not fully developed."

Fu Yu thought she understood and replied, "I understand. It's because my brain hasn't fully developed yet, so there are many things I don't understand."

Fu Ci simply nodded in agreement, "You're so smart, you understand so quickly."

Fu You smiled broadly, his face beaming with pride: "I got 100 points in both subjects. Dad, what were your scores on tests when you were in first grade?"

No one knew this better than Fu's mother, so she quickly answered for her son: "Your father used to get 100 points on tests all the time when he was in school. He was number one from elementary school to high school."

"Wow." Fu Yu had no idea her father was so academically gifted, and a feeling of admiration welled up within her.

She was only in first grade and didn't know how difficult the material was from second grade onwards, so she quickly asked her older cousin, who was about to enter sixth grade, "Sister Xin, are the textbooks from second grade onwards difficult?"

Tang Xin shook her head and told her, "It's not difficult. As long as you listen carefully in class, I believe you can also get first place."

Encouraged, Fu Yu regained her confidence and solemnly said, "I will listen carefully to the teacher's lectures and strive to be number one like my father."

Tang Mingli didn't want her daughter to bear the pressure of studying at such a young age.

There are always mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people. What if I don't get first place? Can my young heart withstand such a blow?

No, she felt she had to let her child know that it wasn't important how many points they got on tests; what mattered was mastering the knowledge the teacher taught and experiencing joy in learning.

Fu Yu frowned, puzzled, and asked, "Then why did Dad want to get first place?"

Fu Ci actually shared the same view as his wife, not wanting their daughter to pursue exam-related titles.

Hearing his child ask this, he quickly explained, "Dad didn't mean to get first place. I just took the test casually and got first place."

Tang Mingli gasped upon hearing Versailles' words.

A glare from his wife made Fu Ci realize he had misspoke, and he quickly tried to salvage the situation: "What Dad meant was that we never thought about what rank we would get before the exam. We just studied hard and made progress, and whatever rank we got in the exam was fine with us."

Tang Mingli sighed and said to her husband, "Alright, let's eat. Talk less."

If this genius were to share his learning experiences, the two children would be devastated.

Look at Tang Xin, she's already standing there stunned, not even knowing how to pick up any food.

Fu Ci obediently shut up.

He also realized that he was making more and more mistakes the more he said.

After talking about her husband, Tang Mingli said to her two children, "Forget about the conversation we just had. The content of our conversation was not on the same level."

Fu Yu and Tang Xin didn't understand what he meant by "not being in the same atmosphere".

Tang Mingli couldn't explain it clearly either, so she could only tell the two children to forget about it.

"Just remember that learning cannot be forced, and knowledge is inexhaustible. Everyone can only master as much as they can according to their own conditions. There is no need to force it or compare yourself with others."

The two children nodded, understanding the implication.

After lunch, the two children, who had been playing all morning, were sleepy and wanted to go upstairs to sleep.

Before going upstairs, Fu Yu reminded her mother to save some film so they could take pictures when they woke up.

Tang Mingli's answer reassured her daughter: "Don't worry, I guarantee you'll have film to take as many pictures as you want."

In order to keep her promise, Tang Mingli planned to go out and buy a few more rolls of new film while her child was taking a nap.

"I'll go, you get some rest."

Fu Ci felt sorry for her, as she had been cleaning for the past two days.

But Tang Mingli also felt sorry for him.

"You're going back to Shenzhen tomorrow, so have a good rest today."

Fu Ci shook his head and smiled, "I'm not tired. Buying some things doesn't take much effort."

Tang Mingli smiled and said, "I'm not tired either. In that case, let's go together."

"good."

After saying goodbye to the elderly people, the two left hand in hand.

The place to buy film wasn't far; there was a photo studio a short distance away when you turned left after leaving the compound.

However, when they arrived at the gate of the compound, Tang Mingli grabbed her husband, who was about to go to the left, and pointed to the right.

Fu Ci was puzzled: "The photo studio is on the left."

"I know, but the tofu pudding shop is on the right."

When her two children came home and told her how delicious the tofu pudding they had that day was, she was tempted to try it herself.

Understanding what his wife was trying to do, Fu Ci laughed and couldn't help but say to her, "You're such a glutton."

Despite my words, I still accompanied her to the tofu pudding shop first and we ate a bowl of tofu pudding before going to the photo studio to buy film.

Tang Mingli asked for ten volumes in one go.

At first, the photo studio owner misunderstood them, thinking they wanted four rolls of film. He took four rolls out of the cabinet and said, "Four rolls are enough to take a lot of photos."

Tang Mingli crossed her two fingers to form a cross and told the shopkeeper, "I want ten rolls of film."

"Oh, it's ten volumes. Please explain clearly then." The shopkeeper looked incredulous.

"I said I wanted ten volumes."

Tang Mingli felt wronged, because it was clearly the boss who hadn't heard her clearly.

The boss said to her, "You pronounce 'ten' the same as 'four'."

"So, are you going to sell it or not?"

Tang Mingli was really unhappy. If it weren't for the fact that this was the only photo studio nearby, and that she would have wasted a lot of time buying from elsewhere, she probably would have turned around and left.

"Sell, sell, sell!"

The shopkeeper quickly took out six more rolls from the cabinet.

After leaving the photo studio, Tang Mingli asked her husband, "I was wondering if you really couldn't tell the difference between ten and four?"

Fu Ci nodded honestly.

Tang Mingli was not convinced and immediately recited that rhyme.

"Ten is ten, and four is four. Tell me, how can you not tell them apart?"

Fu Ci didn't want to laugh, but hearing his wife read this rhyme aloud was just too funny... no, too cute.

How can anyone pronounce '十是四' as sisisi?

Her husband's attitude said it all, and Tang Mingli was so angry she gritted her teeth.

Fu Ci quickly reassured her, "Okay, okay, it's alright, it's all alright."

It's alright, but she really thinks her Mandarin is pretty standard.

"Ten is ten, four is four."

"Ten is ten, four is four."

...

Tang Mingli read it aloud the whole way, and Fu Ci laughed the whole way.

"Still laughing."

Tang Mingli was so annoyed that she wanted to punch her husband, but he easily grabbed her hand instead.

"Alright, alright, I won't laugh." Fu Cizhen tried hard to suppress his laughter and instead asked his wife, "I have a question for you."

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Author's Note: [Laughing and crying with face covered] I broke my promise. I'll see if I can write another chapter by 9 PM. If not, then I really can't write anymore... See you at midnight.