Ever since returning from school, Qin Yuman felt that something was wrong with Fu Siyi. He only took a little of his favorite dishes on the table and put the rice in the bowl into his mouth one grain at a time, which was very different from his usual behavior.
When Fu's mother brought her granddaughter, who had just woken up, downstairs, Yinyin, who looked like a doll in her skirt, sat down. After Fu Siyi did not actively pick up food for his sister, the adults at the table could not help but exchange glances.
Everyone noticed something unusual.
Fu Siyi has loved his sister since he was a child. Even when Yinyin was barefoot and held in the arms of an adult as a child, he would still pinch his sister's little feet out of curiosity.
Not to mention when he grows up, every one of his friends knows that he has a sister he loves very much, and his love for Yin Yin is reflected in every aspect.
늀Just like he loves his mother.
A situation like this has never happened before.
Even Yinyin was a little uncomfortable. She glanced at her parents, wondering whether she should call him brother.
But she was worried that her brother would force food onto her, so after hesitating for a moment, she chose to enjoy the hard-earned tranquility.
"Xiaoyi, eat more vegetables." Mother Fu took the initiative to pick up some vegetables for her grandson, her eyes moving back and forth on him.
Fu Siyi ate the vegetables obediently. Not only that, he also picked up two more pieces with his chopsticks.
Qin Yuman and Fu Jingchen looked at each other. Is this the sun rising from the west? There is actually a day when carnivores can eat vegetables.
He raised his head and looked at his son, and saw Fu Siyi eating, glancing at him intentionally or unintentionally, obviously having something to hide.
This kid must have gotten into trouble, Qin Yuman thought.
This thought reached its peak when she sat on the sofa after dinner and Xiaoyi actively ran over to give her a shoulder massage and back rub.
As the saying goes, I won’t move unless the enemy does. Qin Yuman pretended not to understand and didn’t ask any unnecessary questions.
Want to wait and see what he has to say.
Fu Siyi was obviously a little anxious, but he didn't say a word until he returned to the room.
"Didn't Xiaoyi tell you what happened to him?" Fu Jingchen came out of the bathroom in pajamas and asked as he walked.
Even though he is already the father of two children, the years have not left many traces on him, but have only made him more calm and composed.
"No, who knows what he's thinking?" Qin Yuman said calmly, "But don't worry, he'll tell us tomorrow at the latest."
No one knows a child better than his mother.
The next morning, Fu Jingchen got up and went to the military area. Fu Siyi heard the noise and quickly ran out of the room with a notebook in his hand.
"Dad," he lowered his voice, "can you help me write my name on the composition?"
Fu Jingchen looked down at his son. The face that looked like him was worried. After he finished speaking, he handed over the notebook in his hand.
At the beginning of this semester, Xiaoyi has started learning to write essays, but his grades have always been excellent, so his family does not control him too much in this regard.
But when he saw the long paragraph of comments and red crosses on the essay, Fu Jingchen realized that his son had encountered difficulties in his studies during this period.
"Can't you write this?" he asked.
Fu Siyi looked a little uncomfortable. "The teacher said that my writing lacked focus and needed my parents' signature."
"Let your mother sign for you," Fu Jingchen said, "she can also tell you how to improve."
Fu Siyi immediately took his father's hand and said, "No, I don't want Mom to know."
If only he could make up his mind to ask Mom to sign, he wouldn't have hesitated for so long and been unable to speak yesterday.
The father and son stared at each other, and finally Fu Jingchen gave in and signed his name neatly.
"Thank you, Dad!" Fu Siyi seemed to have unloaded a huge stone from his heart, and a smile finally appeared on his little face that had been silent for a whole day.
Fu Jingchen told him, "Try your best next time and don't tell your mother about this."
"I won't tell my mother." Fu Siyi vowed.
He cannot be an imperfect son in his mother's heart. Next time, he will definitely write a good composition for his mother to read!
녦Facts have proved that there is a big gap between imagination and reality.
The next time he wrote an essay, Fu Siyi still had to take it home for his parents to review.
When Fu Jingchen returned home, he saw his wife sitting on the sofa reading an essay and Fu Siyi looking listless beside her. He vaguely understood something.
Sure enough,
"Did you sign his composition last time?" Qin Yuman heard the noise and looked up at him.
Xiaoyi blinked hard at his father, hoping that he could persuade his mother on his behalf.
But Fu Jingchen chose to confess very neatly, and even sat next to his wife, "He is still young, don't be angry, being angry is not good for your mood."
Fu Siyi's shoulders drooped. He felt like a cabbage growing in the wind. After all, his father had his mother in his eyes.
Qin Yuman glared at him but didn't say much. Last time, he concealed the signing for his son, probably because he was afraid of hurting his self-esteem.
Speaking of self-esteem, Qin Yuman was even more worried. There were no teaching materials for parents in this world, and she didn't know how to educate her children best.
I tried my best to soften my tone and said, "Xiaoyi, let me sign the word 'day' for you."
After a pause, she continued, "Actually, writing an essay isn't difficult. For example, when you're writing about a character, you should capture their characteristics. For example, their job, what they've done. Start with those aspects, rather than just writing a list of details, okay?"
"I understand." Fu Siyi nodded heavily.
Seeing him take the notebook back to the room, Qin Yuman folded her hands and turned her head with a smile.
Let’s not talk about how Fu Jingchen apologized and persuaded her to forgive him in the evening.
When the couple finished talking and hugged each other, Qin Yuman couldn't help complaining: "Who do you think Xiaoyi looks like when he can't write an essay?"
"I read his essay the other day, and it was seriously off topic. He only calmed down by saying that this was his biological child."
Fu Jingchen took the blame neatly, "Like me."
"Of course it looks like you. I make a living by writing." Qin Yuman said, "Not only do they look alike, but they look alike in every way."
"Luckily, I have Yinyin, otherwise I would be a deliveryman."
Speaking of his daughter, Fu Jingchen's tone softened. "You are so outstanding. The good parts of them are like you, and the bad parts must be like me."
Qin Yuman kicked his shin. "Are you being sarcastic?"
As soon as the words fell, I couldn't help laughing.
The couple originally thought that their son's final grade would be average based on his writing skills, and they were still thinking about how to comfort him.
Who would have thought that when the final results came out, Fu Siyi returned to the first place. Not only did his composition not lag behind others, it was even the only one that received full marks.
She was shocked and proud. When the teacher invited everyone to view the high-scoring essays, she moved to the bulletin board outside.
The first essay was clearly written by her son, and the title was very interesting: My Grandfather, the Chief of the General Staff.
Qin Yuman: “…”
Is this really because the composition is well written, rather than because of the school leaders' favoritism?
She fell into deep thought.
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