Chapter 259 I'm So Envious
Zhao Jiaying was sitting at a small table on the carpet drawing. She slowly raised her head when she heard Tangyuan's call.
Tangyuan knew and was familiar with the smell of all the people in the Ou family, including the servants and security guards, and would never call them like that.
In other words, it was a stranger that Tangyuan had never seen before.
When I looked up, I unexpectedly saw that it was Chen Haoming.
He immediately stopped Tang Yuan: "Tang Yuan, this is my friend, you can't be so rude."
When Tangyuan heard the order from his little master, he immediately shut up and lay down on the carpet.
Zhao Jiaying already treated him as a friend, which made Chen Haoming very happy.
"Why are you here?"
Zhao Jiaying was still a little surprised at Chen Haoming's arrival.
"Well, I learned that your mother gave birth to two sons, so my mother and I came here to visit."
For him, the main purpose was to take this opportunity to see Zhao Jiaying. But he couldn't say it so obviously.
"So you've seen my brother, right? What do you think? Is he super cute and handsome?"
Now I have to ask this question to everyone I meet.
"Yes, I see. Your brother looks very much like you. Both are very cute and very handsome."
Chen Haoming was praising Zhao Jiaying's beauty in a disguised way.
When Zhao Jiaying heard others praising her brother, she felt proud again.
"Of course. Don't you see whose brother he is? How can he not look good?"
At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten that when she first met Ou Jiaan and Ou Jiayi, she disdained them because they were ugly old men!
Now the two little babies have become handsome after washing away the ugly thorns on their foreheads.
So now when she talks about her two younger brothers, she not only doesn’t feel disgusted, but instead feels quite proud of them.
"Yeah, you're right. By the way, are you painting?"
"Yes, this is the Chinese painting I learned recently. Do you think it looks good?"
Chen Haoming came closer and saw that Zhao Jiaying's painting was a landscape, but he soon discovered the flaws and pointed them out.
"The overall look is good, but the color tone of this place is not very good. You can see that the main scenery of this painting is this pine tree. But its color is too dark, and the surrounding scenery seems to be a bit overshadowed. So we need to slightly brighten the color of this pine tree to achieve the best visual effect."
Chen Haoming took the color palette, adjusted the color, and made changes to the pine tree.
"Look, isn't it better now than before?"
"Yes, it is much better than before. I didn't expect that your Chinese painting is so amazing. I am so envious."
Hearing what Zhao Jiaying said, Chen Haoming scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "It's not that great. It may just be that I have studied longer than you and have a deeper understanding than you."
"No, you are really amazing. In the class I study in, some older brothers and sisters have studied for several years, but they don't know as much as you. How about I draw another one, and you can help me point out the shortcomings."
Zhao Jiaying is so excited now that she can't stop. When it comes to studying, she is really never tired of learning.
"Okay, no problem."
When Chen Haoming's father asked him to learn Chinese painting, he was very reluctant. It was only after Mrs. Chen persuaded him for a long time that he agreed to go.
Now he is grateful to his father for letting him learn Chinese painting, which gives him and Zhao Jiaying an extra topic to discuss.
This can be considered as their common hobby!
Mrs. Chen chatted with Zhao Yunxi for a while, and then suggested that the Ou family help arrange for Chen Haoming to attend St. Peter's Primary School.
Chen Haoming was born in November, so when school started in September, he was not yet six years old, so he could not enter primary school and had to wait until September next year.
But he was not willing to wait another year, because a year was really too long.
What's more, with his intelligence, he can easily master first-grade knowledge. Even though he was in the second grade, it was not difficult at all for him.
Zhao Yunxi thought it was not a big deal, so she agreed to Madam Chen's request.
After Mrs. Chen and Chen Haoming left, Zhao Yunxi told Ou Zichen about this.
"Haoming is a good kid. If he really wants to go to St. Petersburg Primary School, there will be no problem. I'll give them a call to arrange it. He can go directly to school when school starts in September."
"Thank you, husband."
Ou Zichen agreed to make the call, and her mission was accomplished.
"By the way, husband, there is something I want to discuss with you."
"Wife, you say."
"It's about Yingbao going to school. Yingbao is only five years old this year. If she continues to study at this rate, she will have to go to junior high school at the age of six. I think this is too fast. Although Yingbao is very smart, junior high school is different from elementary school. The study pressure will be much greater, and the subjects she studies will be more than half more than now. Moreover, she will have to attend evening self-study classes every night. At such a young age, if Yingbao does not get enough sleep, I am afraid her body will not be able to bear it. So I think, why not let her start from the first grade."
It is relatively easy to accept that a five-year-old child goes to the first grade.
The reason why Zhao Yunxi made such a decision was because she accidentally saw such a video when she was watching videos a few days ago.
Both parents are postdoctoral graduates, and many people envy their high education and high income.
Later, they gave birth to a boy, and most people thought that their son would become a very powerful person in the future.
Being praised like this frequently, the parents became very vain, and they had great expectations of raising their son to be better than they were.
So their son was forced to learn all kinds of things starting at the age of four or five.
After entering primary school, he was enrolled in various training classes, such as Olympiad mathematics, mental arithmetic, calligraphy, writing, etc.
Except for eating and sleeping time, this child can only shuttling between various training classes.
The long-term intense mental stress made the child's health worse and worse, and he finally collapsed at home due to exhaustion.
At that time, the parents thought that the boy was just trying to be lazy and not study, but they found that the boy looked pale and tired.
They realized something was wrong and immediately sent the child to the hospital, but the child had lost consciousness on the way to the hospital.
When he arrived at the hospital, he had already died.
The child died suddenly due to long-term mental stress and fatigue, which caused his heart to be unable to bear the load. Of course, he was only nine years old.
The parents knew the reason and felt deeply regretful. If I had known earlier, I would not have forced my child like this. Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world.
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