Chapter 52 My older brother has already graduated from university but still doesn't know I'm going to study there...

"The canned yellow peaches are so delicious!"

The canned yellow peaches that the children are eating right now are cut into small pieces by Anfusheng, just the right size for one bite.

An Shisi, who had just burst into tears because of the milk dragon, was now sitting on the steps at the kitchen door with a bowl in his arms, scooping up pieces of canned yellow peaches and sighing all the while.

"Mmm, it's delicious," Fang Wangxi agreed.

Actually, canned yellow peaches taste even better after being left to sit for one to two months to allow the syrup to soak into the peach flesh. However, today's yellow peaches are crisp and sweet, and Anfusheng steamed them just right, making them soft and firm, with a tender and sweet taste, which is also very delicious.

After finishing a bowl of canned food, the children were still not satisfied, but Mrs. Lou stipulated that each person could only eat one bowl. So, after finishing the canned food, the children sat on the steps, holding their bowls, unwilling to leave.

An Shisi: "Big brother, the canned yellow peaches are so delicious!"

An Fusheng: "Mm."

Wen Xingmou: "Big brother, is there another one tomorrow?"

An Fusheng: "Mm."

An Shisi suddenly remembered that Teacher Zhang from kindergarten had taught everyone to recognize their surnames today. "Big brother, is Huang Tao's surname Huang?"

An Fusheng: "Huang Tao has no surname."

“Yes!” An Shisi retorted, “Teacher Zhang said that everyone has their own surname.”

“Yes, and Teacher Zhang said that the first character in the name is the surname.” Fang Wangxi counted on his fingers, “Huang, Tao, Guan, Tou, the first character is Huang, so Huang Tao Guan Tou’s surname is Huang.”

An Fusheng was too lazy to argue with someone who hadn't even graduated from kindergarten. "If you want the surname Huang, then it's Huang."

An Shisi pondered, "The canned yellow peach has the surname Huang, my surname is An, Fang Wangxi's surname is Fang, my eldest brother's surname is Da, and my mother Lou's surname is Lou... Why are all our surnames different?"

"I'm different too, my surname is Wen!"

"Yes, why is that, brother?"

Didn't your teacher Zhang tell you why?

"No, I forgot to ask."

"I don't know either."

When An Fusheng was a child, he heard stories from the elders in his village. They said that people with each surname were transformed from an animal. For example, people with the surname An were transformed from rabbits, people with the surname Li were transformed from fish, people with the surname Sun were transformed from monkeys, people with the surname Yang were transformed from goats, people with the surname Xiang were transformed from dogs, people with the surname Fu were transformed from frogs, and people with the surname Su were transformed from oxen...

However, these were all stories told to children by the village elders based on the surnames of the people around them and combined with myths and legends. When An Fusheng was a child, he would just listen to the stories obediently and try his best to remember them. He would never ask why, let alone associate them with other surnames. Therefore, he did not know what surnames that did not exist in the village came from.

“Study hard, and you’ll understand later,” Lou Lan said.

"But my older brother has already graduated from university and still doesn't know," An Shisi asked, posing the probing question. "So, what grade will I have to be in before I find out?"

An Fusheng: Why did you suddenly start making personal attacks?

"Have you finished eating? If you have, wash your own dishes," An Fusheng said.

An Shisi: "But I'm not tall enough, I can't reach it."

An Fusheng: "Just use a stool."

In the past few days, it has become noticeably darker earlier. Now, as the sky is getting dark, An Fusheng went into the kitchen, placed a stool on the sink for An Shisi and the others to wash the dishes, and then started cooking.

Fang Wangxi finished washing his bowl and got off the stool. Seeing An Fusheng getting rice, he said very casually, "Big brother, remember to put in more rice. There's an extra one for me today."

"Okay, got it."

...

Grandma Fang watched helplessly as Fang Wangxi and An Shisi ran away from the kindergarten gate, and she couldn't call them back no matter what she did. She was so angry that she complained to Fang's mother as soon as she got home.

Fang's mother was also surprised that her son was so successful. Yesterday, he kept making a fuss about going to the welfare home, but she didn't let him go. Today, he went there directly. She immediately called Lou Lan and asked her to watch over him for a while. Lou Lan said it was no problem. Fang's mother then called Fang's father to complain about his son and asked him to pick him up after get off work.

When Mr. Fang got off work, he had a meeting and got stuck in traffic for a while. When he arrived at the welfare home, Fang Wangxi was already having dinner there.

"Fang Wangxi!"

There were no security guards at the entrance of the welfare home, and no one answered when he knocked on the door, so Mr. Fang had no choice but to shout at the door.

"Thump!" Fang Wang, who had just scooped up a meatball, was so startled that it fell back into the soup. "Why do I hear my dad's voice?"

"It should be your father coming to pick you up." Lou Lan got up and went out to open the door for him.

"My dad's here!" Fang Wangxi jumped off the stool, grabbed a bowl, and ran out after Lou Lan.

Seeing her father standing at the door, Fang Wangxi was overjoyed. "Dad! Are you coming to An Shisi's house for dinner too?"

Mr. Fang: "..."

Lou Lan opened the door. "The child is eating. Let him finish his meal."

"Dad, did you bring a bowl? An Shisi's food is super delicious!"

Mr. Fang: You're really not being polite...

Fang Wangxi saw that his father's hands were empty. "Didn't you bring a bowl? What will you eat with? Why don't you lend me your bowl after I finish eating?"

Mr. Fang: "Thank you, but no need."

After being warmly received and greeted by his son, Mr. Fang's anger subsided considerably. "Eat quickly, and then we'll go home."

"I'm not going back. I'll stay at An Shisi's house and be a child there. You should go back."

"What kind of nonsense is it for you to stay at someone else's house? Why don't other people stay at your house?"

"The grandpas and grandmas in the park said that any child without a home can come to the orphanage, and I asked An Shisi, and An Shisi said it's possible too." Fang Wangxi looked at An Shisi to confirm, "Right, An Shisi?"

These are all children without homes, and Mr. Fang didn't want to discuss whether Fang Wangxi had a home or not with him here.

“Yes!” An Shisi nodded. “Although Fang Wangxi doesn’t have a bed, we’ve come up with a solution: we can sleep together. We can both sleep in my bed.”

Mr. Fang: They even planned ahead, that's really impressive!

"Father Fang, could you move Fang Wangxi's bed over tomorrow? We'll be all grown up by tomorrow, and my bed won't be big enough for us anymore." An Shisi's eyes were full of sincerity.

Mr. Fang cleared his throat and smiled, "Fang Wangxi's bed is too heavy for me to move. Let him go home to sleep. It's the same if you play together at kindergarten during the day."

"Ah?" An Shisi was slightly disappointed. "Then he won't be able to eat at my house."

Mr. Fang patiently said, "Fang Wangxi's family also has food to eat, so don't worry."

"Oh well."

"I'm not going home!" Fang Wang said triumphantly. "I want to be a child of An Shisi's family."

Mr. Fang's expression changed instantly. "Eat quickly, then go home. If you say another word, I'm going home right now!"

Dinner at the orphanage had just begun, and Mrs. Lou invited Fang Wangxi's father to join them, but Mr. Fang declined; he wasn't as thick-skinned as Fang Wangxi.

Fang's father waited outside for Fang Wangxi to eat. Fang Wangxi ate slowly while staring at his father's back, taking an hour and a half to finish the meal.

If they weren't at someone else's house, Mr. Fang would have already started beating people up.

Finally, after much pleading and even Wen Xingrui had picked up all the rice that had fallen into his rice bag, Fang Wangxi finally finished eating the rice in his bowl.

"Let's go home," the father said ominously.

Fang Wangxi dawdled as he cleaned his bowl and spoon. Although he was good at remembering what he did wrong, he was still quite afraid of his father when he was angry.

Whether it was because he hadn't eaten dinner or because the food at the orphanage was too delicious, Mr. Fang suddenly felt extremely hungry. He thought he could eat three bowls of rice when he got home tonight.

"Then let's play together again at kindergarten tomorrow." Fang Wangxi said goodbye to An Shisi reluctantly.

"Okay." An Shisi was also quite disappointed, but what could he do if Fang Wangxi's bed was too heavy?

After dinner, the family moved upstairs to the living room to play.

Lou Lan and Wen Min chatted about today's health lecture and Wen Xinghe's first day of school, while Wen Xinghe listened quietly beside them.

Bai Mangmang and Wen Xinglin were doing their homework in the next office, while An Shisi and Wen Xingmou were playing checkers and didn't want to include Wen Xinglan and Wen Xingrui, since the two of them didn't know how to play by themselves. Only An Fusheng could keep them company.

An Fusheng got a basket of colorful plastic balls, intending to teach them to catch the balls according to color instructions. An Fusheng first took a red ball and taught them to identify the color, "Do you know what color this is?"

The two stared at the ball for a long time, seemingly deep in thought, but actually knew nothing.

An Fusheng didn't expect them to answer, and simply said, "This is red."

Wen Xingrui: "..."

Wen Xinglan: "This is red."

“Yes, I got it.” An Fusheng put the red ball into the red frame. “We put the red ball in the red frame.”

Wen Xinglan nodded: "In the red box."

“Yes.” An Fusheng took another blue ball. “This is blue, let’s put it in the blue box.”

Wen Xingrui followed his older brother's movements with his eyes, looking very focused.

Wen Xinglan seemed to understand as well, "In the blue box."

“Yes.” An Fusheng pushed the basket and ball in front of them. “Place them yourselves the way I just did.”

Wen Xinglan looked at An Fusheng: "Ji Jifang."

“You’re mimicking me again.” An Fusheng stared at Wen Xinglan. “You’re not allowed to mimic me.”

Wen Xinglan: "Don't you dare mimic my speech."

Lou Lan laughed and said, "Do you know what babbling is? He's in the middle of a language explosion right now, so just let him learn. He'll be fine once he's mastered it."

An Fusheng: "Hmph, what a clever little kid."

Wen Xinglan: "A shrewd scholar."

...

For some reason, Wen Xinglan actually agreed to take a bath with Lou Lan today.

An Fusheng brought Wen Xinglin and An Shisi back after they had taken a bath. Lou Lan was helping Wen Xinglan put on her pajamas and put her on An Fusheng's bed.

"Little Dragon!" An Shisi ran towards An Fusheng's room like a madman. "The little dragon is so cute!"

When An Fusheng entered the room, Wen Xinglan's face was already covered in saliva from An Shisi's kisses.

"Big brother, I want to sleep with my little brother!"

"Can't."

"Why?"

"Because my younger brother sleeps in my bed."

"Then I'll sleep in your bed too."

"I won't agree."

Half an hour later, An Shisi lay on An Fusheng's bed and asked, "Big brother, can you tell stories?"

An Fusheng: "I only know the story of Grandma Bear. Do you want to hear it?"

An Shisi: "I want to hear it!"