After her husband and Mei Yaqin caught up, Lu Wanling took the opportunity to ask her husband in a low voice.

"What were you and Sister Mei talking about in the back?"

Feng Haidong said helplessly in a low voice, "Your Sister Mei asked me to teach her daughter, and then she hoped that I could recommend her daughter's articles to the newspaper."

Lu Wanling said in a low voice, "Sister Mei is usually very kind to our family, and she's good to our Fanfan. We've watched Tingting grow up. If you can help, please do so."

Feng Haidong continued in a low voice, "How can I help? If her daughter's writing isn't good enough, I can't just send it to the newspaper and expect them to publish it, can I? I'm not a newspaper executive."

Lu Wanling said, "Then you can make recommendations. Besides, you can give Tingting some pointers and teach her how to write."

Seeing Mei Yaqin approaching from behind, Feng Haidong immediately changed the subject: "Fanfan, what clothes do you want to buy to wear on stage?"

Seeing her husband suddenly change the subject, Lu Wanling also saw Mei Yaqin come forward.

Lu Wanling simply ignored her husband and went to meet Mei Yaqin instead.

"Sister Mei, don't worry. If Tingting really likes literature, we can have her come to our house when she has time and ask Haidong for some guidance."

Mei Yaqin smiled and said, "That's wonderful, Wanling. I was just thinking that Tingting should ask her Uncle Haidong for advice. Your Fanfan's essay was published in the newspaper this time, which made Tingting so envious. Haidong must have put in a lot of effort behind it, right?"

Upon hearing Sister Mei's words, Lu Wanling felt somewhat displeased.

According to Sister Mei, it seems that her son's essays were published in the newspaper only because of his father's help. Doesn't this ignore her son's efforts?

Lu Wanling said decisively, "Actually, that essay wasn't taught to him by Haidong. He went with Haidong to his grandparents' house and wrote down what he saw and heard in the village. Haidong even only corrected some typos for him."

Mei Yaqin was somewhat surprised to hear this, but then she still couldn't quite believe it.

You're really good at exaggerating your son's abilities. He's only in third grade, and he can write essays like that? Didn't your son, Feng Haidong, personally guide him? Who are you trying to fool?

Thinking this to herself, Mei Yaqin still smiled and said, "Oh, I see. It seems your Fanfan has made significant progress."

Lu Wanling had no idea what Mei Yaqin was thinking. Seeing Mei Yaqin praising her son like that, she looked at her son who was talking to his father and aunt about buying clothes, and a look of pride appeared in her eyes: "Yes, Fanfan has made great progress recently."

Mei Yaqin continued with a smile, "Then you and Haidong must take good care of him."

Lu Wanling said with a smile, "Of course, we only have one son, so we definitely have to raise him well. Sister Mei, I've recently discovered that many times, when Dad teaches, he's better than when Mom teaches."

Mei Yaqin asked, somewhat puzzled, "Is that so?"

Lu Wanling said, "Yes, look at our Fanfan. Now it's mostly his father who educates him. And maybe it's because Haidong has changed and is setting a good example for his son, which has made our son more and more self-disciplined."

Mei Yaqin said, "This shows that the power of role models is very important."

Lu Wanling said, "Yes, Dad is a great role model. Although Fanfan is still a bit careless, he has started to become very confident and is willing to work hard."

Mei Yaqin felt a little envious as she listened to Lu Wanling praise her son.

Compared to Feng Haidong, Mei Yaqin's husband Liu Jianbin seems somewhat less outstanding.

Mei Yaqin knew very well that Liu Jianbin was a hands-off manager at home, doing nothing, and he completely spoiled his daughter, indulging her to an extreme degree.

In recent years, Mei Yaqin has also noticed that her daughter has become increasingly willful under her father's pampering.

The key issue is that Mei Yaqin feels her daughter is no longer as humble as she was when she was little; she has started to become somewhat sharp-tongued and sarcastic, and also very vain.

These changes in his daughter are strikingly different from the current state of Feng Qifan.

Especially after seeing Feng Qifan's essay published in the newspaper, Mei Yaqin hadn't yet told her daughter to ask Feng Haidong for advice.

As a result, the daughter said something at home: "What does Feng Haidong, a night market vendor, know about literature? He must have gotten Feng Qifan's essay published in the newspaper because of his relationship with the newspaper editor."

Not only did she ask her daughter to consult Feng Haidong, but her daughter even looked down on him.

Mei Yaqin felt extremely helpless when she saw her daughter like that.

So this time, she took the initiative to help Feng Qifan choose performance costumes because she wanted to take the opportunity to talk to Feng Haidong and see if he could help recommend her daughter's article to the newspaper.

However, it seems that Feng Haidong is unwilling to do that at present.

This made Mei Yaqin feel somewhat resentful.

If he can recommend his son's essay to the newspaper, why can't he help his daughter? We've been friends for so many years, how come Feng Haidong has become like this?

People like Mei Yaqin always feel that the people around them have changed, and that others' refusal to help them means they don't appreciate old friendships.

Once her relationship with someone deteriorates, she usually looks for problems in the other person.

Just like now, Mei Yaqin has already begun to resent Feng Haidong.

Lu Wanling was unaware that Mei Yaqin was resentful of her husband. She continued chatting with Mei Yaqin, advising her not to worry about her daughter and praising Liu Ting as a good girl with a love for literature, saying that she would succeed as long as she worked hard.

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