Chapter 67 Born with a Godfather's Sacred Body

Zheng Jianjun is not a talkative person.

Grandma Xi and Shen Xuewei, one an old woman and the other a child, he had nothing to say to either of them.

He sat to the side, said a few dry words, and then fell silent.

Shen Xuewei, however, quickly noticed the elderly person and child next door and looked at Zheng Feng with a puzzled expression.

Zheng Feng followed her gaze and lowered his voice, saying:

“This child also became my dad’s godfather a few days ago, and will be your godbrother from now on.”

Shen Xuewei exclaimed that her godfather was truly born with a divine body!

In just over ten days, he has taken in a pair of godchildren and, through his own efforts, has given his family a second and third child.

The child, who looked to be only four or five years old, sat silently to the side, only looking timidly at Shen Xuewei and the others.

Zheng Feng wasn't interested in such a young child, but he kept talking to Shen Xuewei.

Shen Xuewei smiled at the child briefly before turning back to deal with Zheng Feng.

Back in school, when I asked her to do my homework, she seemed like a rather aloof person.

Why have you become such a chatterbox all of a sudden?

She was talking to Zheng Feng, while Grandma Xi was talking to the old man next to her.

As Zheng Jianjun listened to their conversation, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face. He then went to the kitchen to help prepare the ingredients.

After waiting for about half an hour, the food in the kitchen was ready.

Everyone sat around a large table for a meal, creating a lively atmosphere.

When there are children at the table, it's inevitable to ask about their grades.

Tao Qiuying placed a chicken leg on Shen Xuewei's plate. "I heard Jinyan went to Mingda Elementary School. What grade is she in now?"

Shen Xuewei first said "Thank you, godmother," and then said, "Godmother, I am in sixth grade now, and I will go to junior high school after the summer vacation."

The couple paused in surprise, and Tao Qiuying exclaimed, "Oh!" in astonishment.

"You're not even ten years old yet, how can you keep up with your grades when you're already in sixth grade?"

This time, Shen Xuewei didn't need to answer; Zheng Feng quickly spoke for her:

"Mom and Dad, Jinyan is young, but she's very good at studying. She gets top grades and always comes in first place!"

When the topic of grades came up, Grandma Xi started the conversation.

"My granddaughter has been sensible since she was little. We two old folks never had to urge her to study. We have so many award certificates pasted up at home..."

The couple listened with admiration in their eyes.

"Okay, study hard, go to high school and college, and you'll be able to earn lots of money. Don't be like Xiaofeng, who never does his homework and only thinks about playing all day..."

He praised Shen Xuewei on one hand, and then belittled his own child on the other.

Zheng Feng's lips, which had been turned up, gradually pursed into a straight line when he heard his parents comparing him to Shen Xuewei.

Seeing this, Shen Xuewei sensed something was wrong and quickly said:

"Brother Feng is amazing too. I heard he's really good at sports, the fastest runner in school. I ran into my PE teacher at school before, and he mentioned Brother Feng to me. He even said I'm not good at running and told me to learn from Brother Feng..."

After these words, Zheng Feng's face lit up with a smile again, and his godparents beamed with joy.

"So what? He's just a little healthier. What country kid can't run fast..."

Shen Xuewei continued to say nice things, but inwardly she couldn't help but sigh.

This is probably a common problem among parents: they always like to compare their children with other people's children.

Every child is different from the other.

Comparing things back and forth is pointless and only hurts your relationship with your child.

Which child would want to be belittled in front of others by their parents?

Don't kids have any sense of shame?

The meal was finally over, but the two didn't want to leave right after finishing their meal, so they stayed at Zheng's house for a while longer.

After about an hour, I immediately said I was leaving.

The Zheng couple quickly handed the prepared return gift to Grandma Xi.

Grandma Xi and I stood at the door, pushing and shoving each other for a while, before finally Grandma Xi left with her things.

After the New Year, things gradually got busy again at home.

Shen Xuewei washed the mosquito net and quilt she brought back from school and hung them on a bamboo pole to dry.

With the three elderly people in the family out working in the fields, she was responsible for feeding the cows, pigs, and chickens, as well as the household chores.

Throughout the year, until she returned to school, she didn't have much time to write her novel; she only wrote a simple outline.

Two days before the start of the school term, Chen Fangli took Chu De'an back to the Chen family home.

As soon as Chu De'an saw Shen Xuewei, he followed behind her, chattering away in a string of words.

He started preschool and met many children his age, and had a lot to say to Shen Xuewei.

"Sister, you have no idea. That naughty kid clearly stole my pencil, but he wouldn't admit it. So I called the teacher..."

While sewing, Shen Xuewei casually asked, "Well, then, did the teacher help you?"

Chu De'an, who was lying nearby, became even more interested when she pressed him for details, and quickly replied:

"Of course the teacher was helping me! Well, not exactly helping me, because I wrote my name on the pen, and the teacher saw it right away..."

Chen Fangli chopped firewood on the side, occasionally glancing at the siblings.

Seeing that the two of them were talking together without making a fuss, and that Chu De'an showed no signs of causing trouble, he felt relieved.

She came to the Chen family and did all the housework, inside and out, so that Shen Xuewei wouldn't have to lift a finger.

After finishing sewing the pants, Shen Xuewei had nothing to do. With people at home, it wasn't convenient for her to write her novel, so she could only play with Chu De'an and talk to him from time to time.

Chu De'an and Shen Xuewei got tired of talking, so they took a sip of water and then went to bother Da Huang.

Grandma Xi returned carrying firewood and saw Chu De'an riding on Big Yellow. She quickly put down what she was carrying and went to stop him.

She pulled Chu De'an off Da Huang's back, startling him, "Why are you so naughty? Didn't Grandma tell you, riding a dog will make your pants rip, be careful Da Huang bites off your little bird..."

Chu De'an instinctively covered his crotch, tears welling up in his eyes from fright.

She cried softly, "I don't want my pants to be torn, and Big Yellow, you're not allowed to bite my little bird."

Big Yellow blinked innocently to the side.

Shen Xuewei and the other two, standing to the side, laughed at his expression of utter despair.

Chu De'an glared at the three of them, "Mom's bad! Grandma and my sister's bad too, I'm not playing with you anymore!"

He puffed out his cheeks and rushed back into the house, completely ignoring the others.

Five-year-old Chu De'an was at the age where he loved to make a fuss and couldn't stay still for a moment.

He ran off to the side, ignoring the others, who were relieved and went about their business.

Chu De'an wandered around the room and soon spotted the yellow basin behind the door.

Just after the New Year, Chu De'an had money hidden on him to buy firecrackers; the firecrackers were on his person...

As Shen Xuewei and the other two were talking, they saw Chu De'an come out of the house carrying something in his arms.

He glanced at it only once, then quickly looked away, seemingly unconcerned.

Chu De'an quickly ran to the drying ground, and seeing that no one had noticed him, he chuckled to himself.

He quickly lit the firecracker in his hand and then covered it with a yellow basin.