Ruixi quietly looked at Jiang Jingyu, holding the two slices of watermelon high in her hands.
I'm afraid I might accidentally fall.
Jiang Jingyu saw that the boy was dull and dazed, and assumed that her words were obscure and difficult to understand.
"Grandma wants to tell you..."
"Grandma, aren't you finished yet? If you keep talking, my watermelon will fall."
"..." Jiang Jingyu was speechless and stunned. "You child, how can you have no patience at all? What I'm telling you is the truth."
"Okay, Grandma."
Ruixi immediately turned around, picked up the watermelon, and returned to Lu Anyu's side, handing him an even larger slice. "Brother An'an, eat."
Lu Anyu: "I don't want to eat watermelon cut by an old lady, what if I get poisoned?"
Ruixi looked back at Jiang Jingyu with a skeptical expression.
Lu Anyu suddenly had a flash of inspiration and whispered something in Ruixi's ear.
Ruixi nodded, picked up the melon and ran back to Jiang Jingyu's side, handing the melon to Jiang Jingyu: "Grandma, you've worked hard, you should eat this melon first."
Jiang Jingyu was surprised by Ruixi's filial piety and happily took the watermelon from her hands: "As expected of the child I delivered back then, I didn't spoil you for nothing."
He took a bite in front of Mizuki.
Ruixi's clear, boundless eyes stared intently at her: "Grandma, is it delicious?"
Jiang Jingyu nodded.
“Hmm, the stuff Brother An An poisoned must taste delicious,” Ruixi blurted out out of the blue.
"Ugh—what did you say?" Jiang Jingyu dropped the melon in her hand, covered her mouth, and tried to vomit but couldn't.
"He said you spoke ill of his mother, and he's going to poison you." Ruixi spoke her mind directly, her honesty unwavering, her clear, cold eyes showing no extra emotion.
"You two...you..."
Jiang Jingyu was so angry she couldn't speak, and she was also afraid she would really be poisoned to death.
She quickly got up from the rattan chair and ran back to the bathroom to induce vomiting.
"Old woman, you were scared out of your wits, weren't you? Hehe, serves you right." Lu Anyu stuck out his tongue.
Jiang Jingyu, pale and exhausted after vomiting in the bathroom, sat on the sofa in the living room and asked the maid to call the family doctor to give her a check-up to make sure she was alright.
The family doctor drew a vial of blood from Jiang Jingyu, took her pulse, and measured her blood pressure.
After the blood test results came back, the family doctor immediately informed Jiang Jingyu: "Madam, you are in good health and there are no signs of food poisoning, only a slight high blood pressure."
"High blood pressure! It's all because of those two brats. I refuse to believe that I can't beat two other people's brats."
Jiang Jingyu thought she had been tricked.
Where would such a young child get poison? How could she be so confused and not think straight, allowing the two of them to completely outmaneuver her?
She was determined to get her revenge.
That afternoon, Jiang Jingyu brought in several well-known teachers from Yunzhou from a high-end training institution.
She personally led several teachers to Shen Jinmo and Lu Zhiwei.
"Mo'er, I noticed the two children haven't been going to kindergarten. Don't let them waste their time at the Shen family's place. I've found them a few tutors to give them lessons. Do you have any objections?"
Shen Jingmo, who was watching Lu Zhiwei draw design drafts, rested his chin on his hand and stared intently at Lu Zhiwei's face: "An'an is Miss Lu's child. She is the parent. You should ask her about this."
Lu Zhiwei held a paintbrush in her hand, but inside she was laughing wildly.
Jiang Jingyu is a woman who's always been difficult; how could she not know what she's up to?
On the surface, she said she was asking a teacher to give the two children a lesson, but in reality, she wanted to give the two children a lesson herself.
But Lu Zhiwei was confident.
Her An'an, and Ruixi, who received the best education from a young age, are both fearless.
"I thank Aunt Jiang for her kindness on behalf of the children." Lu Zhiwei glanced at her.
With permission, Jiang Jingyu led several teachers to find Lu Anyu and Ruixi in a flurry of activity.
They even had the servants prepare two classrooms.
Lu Anyu and Rui Xi, who were called into the classroom, looked at the seven people standing next to Jiang Jingyu.
Each of them had a stern and imposing expression.
"I've already consulted with your parents. Over the next few days at the Shen family's house, these teachers will be teaching you to make up for the lessons you missed in kindergarten," Jiang Jingyu announced with a smile.
Ruixi looked at her coldly: "You called my Uncle Luo?"
Jiang Jingyu shook her head: "No, not at all."
"Then aren't you talking nonsense?"
“I can call your biological father right now. I still have some dealings with your biological father, Su Ziheng.” Jiang Jingyu picked up her phone, about to make a call.
Ruixi lowered her head: "No need, I'll learn it."
"Okay, these seven teachers cover piano, art, dance, mathematics, Chinese characters, programming, and Go. They are all top teachers in Yunzhou. It is your good fortune to have them teach you."
Jiang Jingyu even had several teachers stand in front of Lu Anyu and Ruixi and boast about their qualifications.
Lu Anyu yawned and felt sleepy while listening.
"Lu Anyu, what kind of attitude is this? Aren't these teachers qualified to teach you? Were your teachers in the US better than them?"
Lu Anyu shook his head: "No, I've never hired a private tutor."
"Oh, so your mother is stingy and won't treat you? If you were my own grandson, I would have given you the best education from birth. How could I mistreat you?" Jiang Jingyu was openly and subtly mocking Lu Anyu and Lu Zhiwei.
Lu Anyu clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and glared at her: "Old woman, let me tell you, my mommy isn't unable to afford a tutor. My mommy is my best teacher. She's an all-rounder and can do everything."
"Hahaha." The teachers behind him burst out laughing.
Clearly, this was a mocking voice.
"Alright, alright, stop bragging. Of course your mommy is the best in your heart, we won't argue with you. Let's get started." Jiang Jingyu finished assigning tasks to the teachers and prepared to leave.
Ruixi called out to her, "Grandma, why isn't there an English teacher?"
"You two grew up in the US, do you really need to learn this? If you're going to learn something, learn something challenging to prove your excellence, understand?"
"Oh. These aren't difficult either," Mizuki said softly.
Jiang Jingyu didn't hear it, and having nothing else to do, she simply moved a stool to the back of the classroom to listen to the lesson.
After discussing it, the teachers decided to give the two children an art class first.
Yunzhou is now a nationally renowned art capital with a rich artistic atmosphere.
They wanted to broaden the horizons of these two children and let them experience the power of Yunzhou art.
"Hello children, I am your art teacher. You can call me Teacher Zeng. Next, I will draw a picture for you. You can copy it. After you finish, I will give you feedback on the spot and then provide one-on-one instruction based on your shortcomings."
So, this very experienced teacher Zeng drew a house, a sun, and a big tree on the blackboard with chalk.
Lu Anyu and Ruixi, who were sitting in chairs, glanced at each other.
I glanced at the teacher again.
I haven't written anything for a long time.
"What, is it too difficult? Shall I choose an easier one?"
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