Chapter 191 Mom, test me!
After finishing her work at the children's foundation, a week had passed. Tang Mingli missed her daughter terribly and rushed back to Shenzhen.
When her daughter saw her, she was both surprised and delighted, and ran quickly towards her with her chubby little legs.
"Mom, are you done with your work?"
Tang Mingli, disregarding her fatigue from driving for half a day, picked up her daughter and carried her to her side.
"Yes, Mom is done with her work and came back to find her baby."
"I've been busy for a long time."
Although Tang Mingli had agreed with her daughter that she would only be gone for a few days before leaving, Fu Yu had no concept of time.
All she knew was that she hadn't seen her mother in a long time.
It's been a long, long time.
She was so happy to finally see her mother.
She was just laughing when she suddenly pouted, looking wronged, and big tears started falling down her cheeks.
Tang Mingli felt heartbroken seeing this and began to comfort her softly.
I've never been away from my child for so many days since she was born. I must have missed her terribly these past few days.
After having children, she also bought some parenting books to learn.
One of the books says that children's independence should be cultivated when they are young, otherwise it will affect their independence.
Seeing her daughter's tears, she realized that one should not blindly believe everything in books.
Two- or three-year-old children have virtually no ability to protect themselves from harm in this world. In their long lives, the first few years are likely the most dependent on their parents. Making children independent too early might even cause separation anxiety.
Fortunately, Fu Yu is a very easygoing girl.
Tears come and go quickly; no matter how heartbroken you are, once you've vented, you'll be completely over it.
Madam Fu and her mother called it the child being carefree, but Tang Mingli believed it was because her daughter had a big heart and an indescribable sense of pride.
On her first day back in Shenzhen, Tang Mingli had hoped to return to Fu Ci with her family as soon as possible, but unfortunately, she received a phone call in the afternoon and had to rush to another city.
When Tang Mingli learned of this news, although she was somewhat disappointed, she was very understanding.
"Work is important. We'll reunite as a family when you get back from your business trip."
This wasn't the first time Fu Ci had heard his wife say this; in fact, to be precise, she often said it to him.
Work is important, work is urgent, don't delay work... She has always been very understanding and supportive of his work.
Having run a factory in Shenzhen for several years, I've met many other business owners who also ventured south. They all, to varying degrees, have had conflicts and arguments with their wives because they couldn't balance their careers and families.
They were incredibly surprised to learn that the couple had never argued about this, and then filled with envy.
It was only then that Fu Ci realized how rare and precious his understanding and support were.
One must have a very strong heart to maintain a calm attitude even when separated from their husband for a long time.
Fu Ci stopped packing his luggage, took his wife's hand, and pulled her to his side.
Tang Mingli watched him do all this with a smile.
"What's wrong? Are you experiencing separation anxiety like Xiaoyu?"
Fu Ci chuckled softly, half-jokingly saying, "I might be in a worse condition than Xiao Yu, what should I do?"
He then leaned down and kissed her on the cheek.
Tang Mingli laughed and scolded, "Nonsense, you're over thirty years old, and you're still acting like this."
Upon hearing his wife mention his age, Fu Ci sighed, "Yes, I'm already over thirty in the blink of an eye."
Tang Mingli asked with a smile, "Men also have age anxiety?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched his face, which was still so handsome even in his thirties.
"Time hasn't left many marks on your face; you haven't changed much since you were in your twenties."
"You're just blind to beauty."
Ten years of marriage have passed in the blink of an eye; how could nothing have changed?
Tang Mingli scolded him for being narcissistic.
She was telling the truth, but she was forcibly putting "love in her eyes" on her, even though he was the one who was a bit love-struck.
Tang Mingli, who considered herself more rational, reminded her husband, "If we don't clean up now, it will be too late."
Fu Ci nodded.
We really need to hurry, otherwise we might not be able to buy a ticket at the train station.
When the topic turned to buying tickets, Tang Mingli suddenly remembered to ask, "Which city are you going to on this business trip?"
Yangzhou.
In light of the season, Tang Mingli immediately thought of Li Bai's poem.
"In the third month of spring, when fireworks light up the sky, you can go down to Yangzhou. Yangzhou must be very beautiful at this time of year. You can have a good time after you finish your work."
She really wanted to go with them, but she couldn't bear to leave her daughter behind, so she decided against it.
She doesn't believe that having a daughter restricts her freedom.
It was all her personal decision; she couldn't bear to leave her daughter and chose to stay by her side.
Fu Ci, clearly sharing her sentiment, laughed and said, "It would be better to come back sooner and reunite with you all."
After hearing this, Tang Mingli sighed softly and said with some heartache, "You're either busy with work or taking care of the family. You haven't had a proper time for yourself in the past ten years."
“Of course I have!” Fu Ci disagreed with her. “Isn’t my career also a choice I made?”
Walking the path you've chosen, aren't you living for yourself?
Tang Mingli was persuaded and felt less upset.
"However, life can't be all about work. I'll try to achieve something as soon as possible, retire early, and then take you around the world."
This cake is so fragrant and delicious that it won Tang Mingli's heart.
She smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to that day."
"Yes, I promise you, I will definitely have one."
Tang Mingli knew from his serious tone that he wasn't just making empty promises.
Yes, he never makes empty promises to himself.
What has he failed to do, what has he not done, in all the things he said and promised?
Having a husband like this in life is truly reassuring.
As they were talking, Fu Ci had already put the last pair of socks into his suitcase and zipped it up.
This also meant that he was about to go out.
Tang Mingli then belatedly felt reluctant to part with him and said with lingering affection, "Be careful, I'll be waiting for you to come back here."
Fu Ci hummed in agreement, looking at his tender and affectionate wife.
Never mind.
Even though he was about to leave soon, he still wanted to do it.
Fu Ci lowered his head, captured those red lips, and asked for a very deep kiss.
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The day after I resigned for my business trip.
When Fu Yu woke up and couldn't see her father, she remembered that he had said he was going on a business trip. She immediately stretched out her right hand, trying to count how many days until her father would be back.
Dad said he would count one finger each day, and he would come back when he had finished counting the fingers on that hand.
Fu Yu bent her thumb and began to count on her fingers carefully.
"1, 2, 3, 4."
She was so happy; her father would be back in four days.
But she didn't know how long four days was.
Fu Yu excitedly climbed off the bed to find her mother, holding up her four fingers, but as soon as she left the room, she saw Old Madam Fu sitting on the sofa.
She immediately stepped forward and held up four fingers in front of Madam Fu: "Grandma, Father will be back in four days."
Grandma Fu, not understanding what was going on, just smiled and agreed, "Does our Xiaoyu miss her father?"
Fu Yu nodded, but still wanted her to look at her hands.
"Grandma, count them."
Madam Fu was still confused, but she still cooperated by counting her four chubby little fingers.
"1, 2, 3, 4."
"Wow, Grandma can count too!" Fu Yu was very happy and continued running to the kitchen to find her mother.
Tang Mingli had just finished cooking breakfast when she saw her chubby daughter running towards her, and her heart melted even more than the steamed buns in the pot.
"Mom, I counted, Dad won't be back for another four days."
Upon hearing this, Tang Mingli immediately understood what she meant by holding up four fingers. She squatted down, tugged at Xiaoyu's slightly wrinkled clothes, and laughed, "Wow, our Xiaoyu can count now!"
"Yes, I know how. Dad taught me."
"Daddy is so amazing, and Xiaoyu is amazing too."
Fu Yu, beaming with pride after being praised, said, "Mom, I can also do arithmetic."
"So amazing?" Tang Mingli was genuinely surprised. She had only been away for a week, and her daughter had already learned arithmetic.
Fu Yu nodded and said, "My dad taught me."
"Great! Let's have breakfast first, and then Mom will test you."
"good."
Fu Yu is looking forward to her mother testing her.
In order to get her mother to test her as soon as possible, she ate bigger bites than usual.
Looking at her, Madam Fu said worriedly, "Eat slowly, don't choke."
Mrs. Fu watched nervously, and even poured a glass of water and placed it aside.
Fortunately, there was no choking incident as they had feared, and Fu Yu finished her breakfast without any problems.
After wiping her mouth, Fu Yu looked at her mother with bright eyes.
"Mom, test me!"
Since her daughter was so eager to learn, Tang Mingli naturally couldn't let her down, so she immediately set out a question.
"Okay, then Mom will go straight for the difficult one." Then she asked, "What is 1+1?"
Fu Yu fiddled with her fingers for a while, then answered her mother firmly, "It equals 2."
Tang Mingli's eyes and brows were full of smiles.
Not only her, but the other three elders also smiled broadly as they looked at the smug Fu Yu.
Although 1+1=2 seems like a very simple question to them, the way they looked at Fu Yu was as if she were answering some extraordinary question.
Madam Fu and her parents also praised her in various ways.
"Xiaoyu is great."
"How come our Xiaoyu is so smart?"
"At only three years old, he can not only count from 1 to 10, but also do arithmetic."
“When our Xiaoyu grows up, she will definitely become a scientist.”
...
Fu Yu got even more excited by the praise and urged her mother to give her more questions.
"Alright, then I'll give you an even harder one." Tang Mingli pretended to ponder for a moment before asking, "What is 1 + 2?"
“1+2…” Fu Yu looked down and fiddled with her fingers.
This time, Tang Mingli spent a long time working on the question, so long that she worried it might hurt the little guy's confidence.
Fortunately, although she struggled for quite a while, when she looked up again, Fu Yu confidently and loudly answered, "It equals 4."
"Equals 4?"
This mistake caught everyone off guard, leaving Tang Mingli completely stunned, before she laughed even harder.
The other three elders were laughing so hard they could barely stand up straight.
Even though the answer was wrong, Madam Fu and her mother could still find something to praise.
"When answering questions, your voice should be this loud."
"A good student is one who can confidently state their answer."
...
Fortunately, among the group of elders who were prejudiced, there was Tang Mingli, who was rational.
Being amused is one thing, but I still need to correct my daughter's wrong answer.
After trying her best to suppress her laughter, Tang Mingli stretched out her hand and counted her fingers as she told her, "One finger plus two fingers, that's three fingers in total, right? So 1 + 2 equals 3."
Fu Yu suddenly realized.
"1 + 2 equals 3, I've memorized that!"
Tang Mingli was very proud of her daughter's intelligence, as she understood things very quickly.
It's no wonder that she was able to teach Fu Ci to count after only being gone for a week.
Tang Mingli, overjoyed, had no idea that only one day had passed.
That night, the mother and daughter lay in bed and after telling each other a bedtime story, Fu Yu enthusiastically asked her mother to test her in arithmetic.
Tang Mingli thought that her daughter was only three years old, so she asked the same question as in the morning.
My daughter answered correctly again when she asked the question: 1+1 equals 2.
However, when asked what 1+2 equals, Fu Yu thought for a while and confidently and loudly gave her answer.
"Equals 4."
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Author's note: I hate myself for getting distracted by the typhoon, which is why I wrote this. [Crying]
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