Xie Yan felt so heartbroken watching her daughter with her eyes closed, her arms groping haphazardly in the air for clothes to wear!
He was like that when he was in school; he couldn't get up at all in the morning.
Not wanting her daughter to cry about getting up early at such a young age, Xie Yan comforted her tenderly, "Chaochao! You're still young. How about we wait until you're a little older before you start training with Mom?"
Chaochao tried hard to open her eyes, but her eyelids seemed glued shut. Hearing her father's words, she immediately became more awake, mumbling indistinctly, "I can't open my eyes..."
Xie Yan couldn't help but laugh. "Alright!"
My child wants to work hard and improve himself. As a father, I can't help him, but I also can't hold him back.
At worst, we can let her sleep a little longer at noon and try a two-stage sleep method.
After thinking it through, Xie Yan lay back and quietly watched her daughter try to open her eyes. Through time and space, Xie Yan saw her former self.
While groggily getting dressed, Chaochao kept muttering to herself, "I'm not sleepy, I'm not sleepy, I'm going to get up." She was stubbornly trying to convince herself.
Xie Yan couldn't help but laugh at her strong yet rational demeanor.
You should open your eyes before you say that!
However, her enthusiasm for exercise made Xie Yan seem like a lazy good-for-nothing.
Imagine a family of three, two of whom are working so hard, while he seems to be just lying around doing nothing.
That seems plausible.
You should always give others room to criticize you; you can't be too perfect.
The whole family is too outstanding; they're leaving no way for others to survive.
How could Xie Yan, a very kind person, do such a heinous thing?
Therefore, one must blend in with the world.
After brainwashing himself, Xie Yan lay down again with a clear conscience.
When Xie Yan woke up again, it was already time for breakfast.
Looking at the clothes Chaochao has changed into, it's obvious that her previous clothes must have been soaked with sweat.
Xie Yan felt a pang of heartache again. Was it too early to start training such a young child?
Even though his wife said that the training method for Chaochao was taught by Gu Che and was specifically designed for children her age, it wouldn't hurt the child.
Xie Yan was still a little worried and advised again, "Chao Chao! You're still young, you know that?"
"We can train again in a couple of years."
Upon hearing this, Chaochao shook her head firmly and said seriously, "No, Dad!"
"I will try to eat more and exercise more so that I can become as capable as my mother, and then no one will dare to bully me!"
As she said this, a determined light shone in her eyes, and she waved her little fist, saying loudly, "Or if I run into bad guys again, I can punch them away with one punch, ho ho!"
Seeing her like this, Xie Yan felt even more guilty. He reached out and touched her head, saying softly, "Chao Chao, it was your father and mother's negligence last time. We will definitely protect you from now on. Don't worry, no bad person will dare to hurt you again!"
Chaochao shook her head vigorously and retorted loudly, "No! It's the bad guys' fault. Mom and Dad didn't neglect anything."
Seeing that her mother had the same expression as her father, Chaochao became anxious, afraid that her mother would be persuaded by her father and stop teaching her martial arts.
He quickly shouted, "Besides, I'm going to be the king of a dynasty someday, how can I be afraid of bad guys?"
It should be bad people who are afraid of him!
Xie Yan looked at his daughter's stubborn little face, her unwillingness to admit defeat was exactly the same as his wife's. He sighed helplessly and said with his eyes full of affection, "Alright, as long as you're happy."
Yu Yuehui was also helpless. She was more easily swayed by Chaochao than by Xie Yan. In addition, she really didn't know how to educate children. Therefore, she followed Xie Yan's lead in educating Chaochao.
As the weather gradually cools down, the autumn wind, like a messenger of nature, gently tells the earth that winter is coming.
The wheat seedlings in the field seemed to sense the call of the season, like children waking up, slowly poking out their tender green heads, curiously gazing at the world.
The wheat seedlings in Xie Yan's experimental field are growing very well. From a distance, they look like a green velvet carpet, swaying gently in the breeze and rippling with green waves.
Each wheat seedling is a precious treasure carefully nurtured by Xie Yan, carrying the hopes of the entire village.
It can be said that everyone in the village is tacitly paying attention to it.
Of course, Xie Yan was the first to be affected. During this period, every evening, Xie Yan would bring his family to the edge of the fields for a walk and a look around.
Every day, Chaochao walks hand in hand with her parents along this field ridge. Sometimes her mother explains how to farm, and sometimes her father does.
Regardless of who explains the process, the family always carefully inspects the wheat field before going home.
Every time Xie Yan looks at this hopeful wheat field, he is filled with emotion.
Although his wife took care of many of the specific tasks in the fields, Xie Yan felt that he had also made a significant contribution.
After all, he put a lot of thought into everything from seed selection to planning.
Watching the wheat seedlings grow taller and taller, it's clear that they are growing better than other wheat. Looking at them, Xie Yan is full of hope for the future.
The weather this year seems to be exceptionally kind, with the first snowfall of winter falling gently.
The pure white snowflakes are like a group of little elves dressed in white gauze, dancing gracefully in the air. They twirl and leap merrily, as if they are holding a grand ball.
The snow was exceptionally thick, and soon it gently covered the entire wheat field, giving the earth a thick layer of white down.
The pure white snow was like a warm quilt covering the wheat seedlings, allowing them to sleep peacefully in the cold winter.
At the same time, Gu Bin was also making some plans in his mind.
He started making plans as soon as he learned that Xie Yan was going to return to Beijing this year.
The people in Beijing have been urging him several times to take his wife and children back home.
He also missed home, but Tongtong was still too young and wouldn't be used to traveling by train. Besides, going back wouldn't just be for a few days; he would definitely need to bring a lot of things.
He was a little worried that he wouldn't be able to take care of his son.
But it would be different if Xie Yan were to accompany them. The most important thing is that this guy doesn't bring his kids, so he could definitely help look after them.
After a brief consideration, Gu Bin felt this was a good opportunity and immediately decided to go back this year as well.
When Zhang Linghui heard the news, she was stunned for a moment, hardly believing her ears, and asked again to confirm, "Sister Xiaoyue, you're really not going?" Gu Bin nodded.
Zhang Linghui's heart skipped a beat. She had lived in the village for so long and knew the villagers' habits all too well.
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