Chapter 67: The Scene Changes to January Winter
Long Xiaoman couldn't understand the impatience in Bian Ji's tone, and continued to circle around Lu Yinzhao.
Bian Ji eventually gave up on arguing with a three- or four-year-old child.
"Brother Aji, did you get out of school so early today?" This was what Lu Yinzhao was wondering.
Kindergarten lets out much earlier than primary school, so Bian Ji's presence here indicates that he left school early or didn't go to school at all.
"Today is the first day of school. In the afternoon, the school organized a trip to see an educational film, but I didn't go."
"Oh." I see.
Lu Yinzhao didn't even know that Bian Ji and the teacher both asked for leave because "there is a younger brother at home who just started kindergarten and I need to take care of him."
The teacher initially did not accept this reason, but after communicating with Bian Ji's parents and seeing the persistent look in Bian Ji's eyes, she finally agreed.
Wen Su wasn't angry that Bian Ji had asked for leave early on the first day. She wasn't a strict, traditional Chinese matriarch. In educating her son, she prioritized holistic education. As long as his grades were acceptable, that was enough. More importantly, she wanted her son to learn and grow happily.
Bian Ji was thinking of Zhao Zhao and wanted to pick up the little girl. Wen Su agreed immediately after hearing this.
She already liked Zhaozhao very much, and she was happy to see the two children get along so well.
She used to think Bian Ji was too withdrawn and didn't make friends, but now she doesn't have that worry anymore.
Bian Ji sat with Zhao Zhao in the classroom for a while. When it was time to leave school, the parents outside came in one after another.
Lu Yinzhao was able to meet her parents as she had wished.
Yin Song wished she could have arrived half an hour earlier, but Lu Wenyan stopped her and told her to calm down.
Ever since dropping Zhaozhao off at kindergarten this morning, Yin Song has felt listless and unmotivated at home.
Yin Song felt very uncomfortable when there was suddenly no sweet bean bun in the house.
She knew this day would eventually come, and that she would be separated from her child more and more often in the future, just like with her previous children. Yin Song needed to gradually adapt and accept it.
Perhaps because she raised Zhaozhao herself with all her heart, she feels more attached to her youngest son at home.
Finally, school was over, and after picking up Zhao Zhao, Yin Song's mood, which had been gloomy all day, instantly brightened.
"Baby, how was your first day of school?" Yin Song hugged his son, kissed him, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"It was very interesting and fun. The teacher was very kind to me, and I also met other children," Lu Yinzhao said with a smile.
"I'm glad you're happy. Mom feels so lonely without you at home." Yin Song poured out her feelings and couldn't help but hug her son again.
Lu Yinzhao looked at Lu Wenyan with an expression that seemed to question, "What are you good for?"
Lu Wenyan said he was completely innocent. He stayed by his wife's side all day. When she was thirsty, he brought her tea and water; when she was hungry, he cooked for her and served her food. When she didn't say anything, he told jokes to make her happy.
But he couldn't stop Yin Song from thinking about his son.
"Mom, Brother Ji, let's go home." Lu Yinzhao took Yin Song's hand with one hand and reached behind to take Bian Ji's hand with the other, leaving Lu Wenyan aside.
They act like they're a family.
Lu Wenyang: "..."
Long Xiaoman's parents also came over, and the two families chatted for a while.
The two children sat by the car window and said "bye-bye" to each other.
"Xiaoman, see you tomorrow." Lu Yinzhao waved.
"Zhaozhao, don't forget my candy!" Long Xiaoman thought she had lowered her voice.
"..." In fact, everyone heard it clearly.
Bian Ji was brought to the kindergarten by his own driver, but now he let the driver go first and was invited into the Lu family's car.
"Brother Aji, come to my house to play today." Lu Yinzhao looked at him expectantly.
"Yes." Bian Ji had already intended this.
School has just started, and there's not much homework yet, so it's good to spend more time with this little one whenever possible.
On the way home, Yin Song asked some more questions, asking Yin Zhao what she had learned at kindergarten that day.
Lu Yinzhao recounted everything in detail, and even showed her mother the little red flower she had received.
"My son is amazing!" Yin Song knew Zhao Zhao was outstanding, so it was entirely within her expectations that he would receive a little red flower.
Back home, Lu Wenyan cut a fruit platter for the two children and put it on the coffee table. The two children sat in front of the sofa, eating and watching TV.
The TV is replaying the variety show that Zhao Zhao recorded before, and it's the last episode.
Lu Yinzhao hadn't watched the show since the last live stream, and he felt embarrassed thinking about what happened during the live stream.
This is the first time he's seen the edited version.
He was filled with anxiety, hoping the production team would let him off the hook and not include those embarrassing moments in the final cut.
"Brother, how about we change the program? This one isn't good," Lu Yinzhao said softly.
He thought Bian Ji would go along with him as usual, but to his surprise, the other party shook his head and refused.
"It's good," Bian Ji said calmly, his eyes fixed intently on the television screen. "I've watched it more than ten times."
ah! ?
Does this big shot really enjoy watching this variety show?
Since it's been watched so many times, the last episode was probably edited fairly well.
So Lu Yinzhao continued watching without worry.
However, not long after, that familiar little baby voice came from the screen...
"Mom, I need to go to the toilet, I can't hold it in any longer."
"Mommy! Hug me! Hug me!"
Lu Yinzhao's vision went black, his mind went blank, and he felt as if the sky had collapsed.
Why?
Why was this scene still edited in?
And even though he was speaking so softly, the sound was still picked up so clearly!
There's a reasonable suspicion that his voice was deliberately amplified in post-production!
Lu Yinzhao stood up and ran to the TV, spreading her arms to block the screen. "Brother, don't look! Don't look!"
But how could his small frame possibly block out their family's extravagant 100-inch super-large TV screen?
Bian Ji only saw a small thing bouncing around in front of the TV, which did nothing to stop him from continuing to watch the TV screen.
The scene was particularly amusing, and Bian Ji couldn't help but smile.
"As I just said, I've watched it more than a dozen times."
Besides, he's someone who watched the entire live stream.
As Bian Ji finished speaking, Lu Yinzhao felt utterly devastated, his heart breaking.
He discovered that adults were keen on watching children make fools of themselves, and he never expected that Bian Ji was one of them.
Lu Yinzhao returned to the sofa, channeling her grief and anger into her appetite, and took several vicious bites of the apple, making a loud smacking sound.
From Bian Ji's perspective, Lu Yinzhao is like a cute but fierce little kitten, not aggressive at all, but rather incredibly adorable.
I wonder how long this cute and adorable state will last.
After all, Lu Yinzhao is gradually growing up and getting taller.
Perhaps one day in the future, he will miss this moment of comfort.
Bian Ji wanted to firmly remember the childhood memories that belonged to this summer.
When Bian Ji left Lu Yinzhao's house that evening, he looked back once more.
The boy's still-childish appearance was reflected in the glass window, and... through the window, a small figure leaned out and waved to him.
As Lu Yinzhao looked at the people and scenery outside from inside the house, he seemed to see what the boy would look like when he grew up.
He touched the glass with his finger and drew a circle, bringing the receding figure into his field of vision.
...
Looking back again, the glass was already warmed by the house's heat, while the sub-zero temperature outside carried the time back to January winter.
Lu Yinzhao ran over and drew a small sun with his hand. After a while, the clear pattern slowly became blurred due to the moisture, indicating the huge temperature difference between indoors and outdoors.
We had hot pot at home for lunch today, and Lu Wenyan prepared a table full of fresh ingredients.
Only Lu Yinzhao and Lu Cheng, the two younger members of the family, were at home.
These are students, because they're on winter break...
The eldest, second, and third brothers are all corporate slaves and don't have such luxurious holidays.
Lu Yinzhao has adapted well to kindergarten life this semester and is a well-liked class monitor.
Lu Cheng reached new heights in last year's Autumn Season, becoming a dark horse newcomer in the PGW professional scene that cannot be underestimated. At less than eighteen years old, he has almost no rivals among players of the same age. It is already terrifying that he can perform like this at his age.
Last year's finals featured many highlight moments in the game, gaining a large following of die-hard fans.
At first, some people thought he was just good-looking and that his wins were purely coincidental, but his perfect performances in one game after another silenced the critics, and some even became fans.
This year's Chinese New Year is earlier than usual, with more than a week until Lunar New Year's Eve.
Lu Cheng and his club gave them a break early.
"The pot's boiling! Come and eat!" Lu Wenyan called out to the two brothers who were still playing in the living room as he put the food in one by one.
"Oh! They're here!" Lu Cheng picked up Zhao Zhao and rushed to the restaurant. "Zhao Zhao, let's have hot pot!"
"Yay!" Lu Yinzhao happily raised his hands.
The two brothers sat together, rubbing their hands excitedly; the one big and the one small now even moved in a similar way.
The hot pot was a divided pot, and Lu Wenyan scooped the non-spicy vegetables into Lu Yinzhao's bowl.
"Zhaozhao, remember to blow on it before you eat it."
"I understand, Dad."
After burning himself while eating hot pot for the first time last year, Lu Yinzhao has become extra careful and is very cautious when eating hot food.
Yin Song set up his phone and started recording.
Zhao Zhao's account hasn't been updated for a month, and netizens are clamoring for it in the comments section.
Lu Cheng ate a slice of spicy beef and saw Yin Song filming Lu Yin Zhao. She couldn't help but ask, "Can I be in the shot? Although I don't have as many fans as Zhao Zhao, I'm trying my best to catch up. Today I want to tag along with our little star, Zhao Zhao. What do you say?"
Lu Cheng turned his gaze to Lu Yinzhao.
Lu Yinzhao generously replied, "Granted!"
Lu Cheng: "You little rascal, what period drama have you been watching this time?"
Lu Cheng had a feeling that "Zhao Zhao is the little emperor, and he is the minister kneeling below him".
“You don’t need to adjust your positions. You two can just keep your heads down and eat. I’m recording,” Yin Song said.
Upon hearing that they were recording, Lu Cheng suddenly became a bit aloof, putting on an idol image.
Just as I was about to wolf it down, I gracefully took a bite the next second.
Lu Yinzhao didn't care about any of that; he ate however he wanted, and netizens loved watching him eat heartily.
"Dad, I want a slice of potato." And just say what you want to eat.
"Okay! Wait a moment, Dad will get you some potatoes."
Lu Yinzhao waited quietly, holding her children's chopsticks.
"Dad, I want potatoes too! I want ten slices!" Lu Cheng shouted, mimicking Lu Yinzhao's tone.
In return, Lu Wenyan coldly retorted, "Don't you have hands? Are your hands so precious now that you can't even eat properly except for playing games?"
Lu Cheng: "..."
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Author's Note: Fourth Brother: Aren't I your good son anymore? [Messing] (reaching for a potato.jpg)
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