I don't know if it's because of good nutrition at home, but all the children are very tall.
Pingping and An'an are twelve years old and over 1.6 meters tall. Even Kuai Kuai and Manman are only nine years old and nearly 1.4 meters tall.
In terms of appearance, An'an has a more heroic look, resembling her uncle Lin Jun, and her skin tone is like her father's, quite fair. Pingping is basically a carbon copy of Lu Shurui, almost identical.
You can hardly tell from her appearance now; she's a combination of her parents' best features and is the most beautiful of the four children. The only difference is her skin, which is a bit dark, like her mother's. As she grows older, she looks a lot like her mother, not with a striking beauty, but with a more reserved, understated elegance, like a lady from a noble family in ancient times.
Yu Yin felt that her children were all good-looking, with perfect noses and eyes, and most importantly, they were healthy and had no personality flaws. This was a great blessing, and asking for too much would be excessive.
During the National Day holiday, An'an's school organized an event where all four children performed. Unfortunately, parents were not allowed to attend, so Yu Yin couldn't see it, which was quite a pity.
Fortunately, the school took photos during the children's performance. They paid for a copy for each child. An'an, performing Taekwondo, looked incredibly dashing in her bright training uniform.
Pingping played a violin solo and wore a tuxedo; he looked very handsome.
She played the guzheng slowly, and quickly started dancing along; the two of them coordinated very well.
Fortunately, someone had all the musical instruments on the third floor repaired. Several children were interested and learned a bit, though they weren't exactly proficient—just amateurs. However, for their age group, especially in this era, An'an and the others were considered quite outstanding.
Conditions are not very good now, and very few families can afford to let their children learn musical instruments. It's not that there aren't any; in every era, there have been families with exceptionally good conditions who focused on nurturing their children's talents, but they are a relatively small percentage.
Decades later, in a class, more than half of the children will have learned a special skill and be very competitive.
Yu Yin put her child's photos in an album as a keepsake.
She bought a total of four photo albums, one for each child. From birth, Yu Yin took at least one solo photo of each child every year, along with a photo of them with their siblings, and later, photos of all four children together and family portraits.
Yu Yin would mark the date on each photo and occasionally write a sentence or two.
Whenever Yu Yin looks at her children's photos, she feels both gratified and a little regretful. Having lived two lifetimes, she has almost no photos of herself as a child, not even a single one. In the occasional group photo, she is always squeezed at the very back, with almost half of her face obscured.
The only clear photo of Yu Yin is a picture taken with her by her brother, who had saved up his allowance for a long time. They are standing side by side, smiling foolishly at the camera. They were seven or eight years old at the time. Her brother only had enough money for one photo, and they didn't even get it developed. Yu Yin has kept it carefully ever since.
Yu Yin put the photo album away. Is it because she's getting old that she keeps thinking about the past?
"Mom, look! I received a letter. The envelope is pink, it's so pretty. My brother received some too, he received several more than me!"
As soon as An'an got home, she took out a pink envelope and handed it to her mother. This was the first time she had ever seen a pink envelope. Before, they were all white or the same color as kraft paper, yellowish and not pretty.
"Wow, the color is quite nice."
"Right, I think it looks good too. My brother's even has a fragrance, but the scent is a bit strong, like too much floral water, it's a bit pungent."
An'an kept chattering on and on, until Pingping started to rub his head in exasperation. He'd read the letters; they were all from girls, praising his good looks, especially his violin playing, and asking if they could be friends…
Pingping wasn't interested in any of that; he preferred playing basketball and didn't really connect with girls. An'an was an exception; she was his sister and a very talented girl who played basketball exceptionally well, so they could play together.
"An'an, have you read the letter?"
"I didn't have time to look! I found it in my bag after school, and I don't even know who put it there. Honestly, if you have something to say, just say it directly. Why write a letter? Isn't it too much trouble? If it were me, I wouldn't write a letter. It's too much of a hassle..."
Yu Yin thought An'an looked pretty good, and with her childlike face, she was still just a child; she didn't think of things as complicated.
"Fine, you can handle it yourself. The letter is yours."
"What's there to deal with? Just throw it aside. I don't have time to read letters. I have tons of homework. If it's urgent, just say so. If you don't say anything, it means it's nothing. If I read it, I'll have to reply. I haven't even finished my own essay yet, how can I have time to reply?"
"Don't let me find out who has so much free time to write letters, or else, hmph..."
An'an doesn't really like writing; she struggles with even essays. Over the years, the only thing she hasn't found troublesome is corresponding with the two children from the Chu family. They mainly exchange training experiences, which interests her, and she doesn't find it troublesome.
Yu Yin wondered if Pingping and An'an would develop an interest in the opposite sex or even fall in love in a year or two. Yu Yin felt that parents shouldn't panic too much; early romantic relationships weren't a big deal, just a normal part of adolescence.
Let alone children, who doesn't like beautiful things? When they see good-looking men and women, they can't help but take a second look. If they reach puberty, just provide proper guidance; there's no need to be overly anxious. Being too tense is actually counterproductive.
That evening, Yu Yin and Lu Shurui talked about how the two children had received pink envelopes.
"What? Someone wrote a love letter to An'an? Which brat is it? I have to find him."
Yu Yin rolled her eyes. Even a rational father would lose his composure upon hearing that his daughter was being targeted by someone.
"Keep your voice down. It's probably because the kids were performing at the party, and someone their age thought they were really cool and wanted to be friends with them. Pingping will handle it herself. An'an finds it troublesome. Why write letters when there's something to say? She doesn't even read them. She's afraid she'll have to reply after reading them. She hates writing."
After listening to Yu Yin's words, Lu Shurui calmed down.
“I knew it. My daughter is still a child. What does she know? Kids these days, what are they thinking about instead of studying? They deserve a beating. They need to be beaten by their parents a couple of times to stop them from thinking nonsense.”
As Yu Yin listened to Lu Shurui's endless chatter, she worried that if her daughter brought her boyfriend to their door in the future, he would refuse to let her in.
Thinking back, Lu Shurui was very afraid of his mother, and Yu Yin was also very afraid of her mother at that time.
Alright, this incident about the child's adolescence is over. It also made Yu Yin realize that the child is growing up and needs to develop both physically and mentally.
Yu Yin didn't know if there were any books about puberty at this time, so she had to look for them. Even if there weren't, there were many things that children needed to know in advance, so they wouldn't be confused and would learn to protect themselves.
Yu Yin, like a loving mother, is now worried about her children's future. She wants them to have a happy childhood, a healthy adolescence, and only when they grow up can she gradually let go and live their own lives!
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