Return to 1996, My Rich Family

Feng Haidong lived an unremarkable life and passed away peacefully. After his death, he found himself back in 1996.

Now in his prime at the age of thirty, Feng Haidong resolves to try just a ...

Chapter 297 The Son's Excellence shuhaige.net

On Friday afternoon, Feng Haidong arranged everything and appeared in front of his son's school gate just as his son was about to get out of school.

Feng Qifan and Yang Xiaoxi attend the same school. Yang Xiaoxi is two grades below Feng Qifan, so she usually leaves school earlier than him.

Yang Xiaoxi is now standing at the front of the class's dismissal line, holding up their class's sign.

When Feng Haidong saw Yang Xiaoxi, he waved to the little girl.

Yang Xiaoxi smiled at Feng Haidong, and still very seriously led the class to the designated place. Then she handed the sign in her hand to the homeroom teacher and said goodbye to the homeroom teacher before running to Feng Haidong like a deer.

Feng Haidong had already arranged with Yang Chengjian and Dong Xia that he would pick up his son today and also take Yang Xiaoxi back with him.

Seeing Yang Xiaoxi run up to him, Feng Haidong handed the little girl the soft drink he had bought.

"Xixi is really amazing now. She's doing a great job as the leader of the class team."

Yang Xiaoxi said, "Uncle Feng, the teacher also said that I behaved well, so the teacher asked me to be at the front of the line from now on."

Feng Haidong smiled and replied, "That's great! It means that Xixi's current performance is recognized by the teacher. Xixi should work hard and steadily improve her grades."

Yang Xiaoxi nodded and said, "Uncle Feng, I know. I will learn from Brother Fanfan."

Feng Haidong asked with a smile, "Why do you want to learn from Brother Fanfan?"

Yang Xiaoxi said, "Because Fanfan is very famous in our school. Our homeroom teacher said that Fanfan is a star student in our school and that he will be awarded the title of 'Three Good Student' this year."

Hearing Yang Xiaoxi's words, Feng Haidong became even more curious: "How did you know?"

Yang Xiaoxi said, "It was my teacher who told me. My teacher knows that I live with Fanfan, and she saw me walking home with Fanfan after school before. So she told me to learn more from Fanfan."

Through Yang Xiaoxi, Feng Haidong gained a deeper understanding of his son's situation at school.

At this moment, Feng Haidong suddenly realized that he had been neglecting his son because he was busy with business, but his son was doing very well at school.

Perhaps in the past, my son was only used as a role model by the school because of the essay that was published in the newspaper.

However, after the start of this semester, Feng Qifan performed even better at school.

First of all, his grades have improved significantly. This may be because the publication of his essays has motivated him. Feng Qifan's most obvious improvement is in his Chinese language score, while his already good math score has also remained excellent.

Good grades will naturally earn you the teacher's favor.

In addition, Feng Qifan also performed very well at school, and he had written an essay that was published in the newspaper, which made Feng Qifan the most typical good student in the eyes of many teachers at the school.

In particular, during the previous midterm exams, Feng Qifan actually got a perfect score in math and only lost 2 points on his composition in Chinese.

This achievement brought him back into the spotlight of all the teachers in the school.

After listening to Yang Xiaoxi's younger sister's account, Feng Haidong gained a better understanding of his son's performance at school recently.

Comparing his memories of his son from his previous life, Feng Haidong wondered if it was because of the tile incident that he chose to stand up for his son in this life, leading to the series of changes his son had undergone.

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Or perhaps it's because in this life, my more lenient approach to educating my son, with more emphasis on encouragement, has actually inspired his own ambition.

Or perhaps, his efforts to set a good example are now being observed by his son and are becoming a form of teaching by example?

Feng Haidong couldn't find a suitable reason for all these changes in his son, but perhaps all of this was the reason for his son's current transformation.

After waiting with Yang Xiaoxi in front of the school gate for a while, my son's class finally came out of the school gate.

Unlike Yang Xiaoxi, Feng Qifan did not walk at the front of the group to lead the team.

However, Feng Qifan, standing tall and proud in the middle of the group, was quite conspicuous.

In particular, Feng Haidong overheard some parents picking up their children pointing at Feng Qifan in the line when they saw their sons' classes coming out.

“That child, according to my daughter, his essay was published in the newspaper.”

"Yes, yes, I heard it from my son too. He also said that he got a perfect score in math on the midterm exam."

"Yes, my daughter also said that the child can play the violin and performed on Children's Day this year. He's very talented."

"How do you think other people's children are educated? How can they be so outstanding?"

“My son is also in their class. He said that last time their homeroom teacher selected the best handwriting in the class, this child’s handwriting was among them.”

"Wow, that's really amazing."

Any parent would feel incredibly proud to hear other parents praising their child like that.

Feng Qifan followed his class out of the school gate, walked to the place where the class was dismissed, and then ran quickly towards his father.

When Yang Xiaoxi saw Feng Qifan running over, she greeted him with a smile: "Brother Fanfan, you guys took so long to come out."

Feng Qifan responded to his sister with a smile: "There's nothing we can do. We're in fourth grade upstairs. We have to wait for the classes downstairs to leave before we can go down, otherwise it will be crowded. There are fifth and sixth graders behind us."

Yang Xiaoxi asked after hearing this, "So, will we leave school later when we're in fifth or sixth grade?"

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