She doesn't know the answer either, but she doesn't think she's useless. At least the chubby boy knows how to do other questions, but she doesn't know a single one.
Moreover, as far as I remember, Xiao Pang's studies weren't too bad; he was consistently in the top ten of the school.
The math problems were for third graders, and Little Fatty is only in second grade, so it's normal that he couldn't do them.
The exercises that Xiao Pang was doing were practice questions that Huo's mother usually bought for Huo Tingjun himself, so some of the questions were beyond the scope of what Xiao Pang had learned.
"Of course not."
Huo Tingjun answered without even thinking.
"Little Fatty, we all have our own paths to walk. If this path doesn't work, we'll try another one. You can't deny yourself just because you can't solve a problem for a while. You just can't solve it for a while, not because you'll never be able to solve it. Even if you can't solve it for a while, you've solved all the other problems. You're amazing."
Wen Xingyue wrapped her arms around his neck, picked up a piece of apple from the fruit plate he was holding, and popped it into her mouth.
Why are you such a young human child so preoccupied? Just eat and drink well; being happy is the most important thing.
To Wen Xingyue, who has lived for over a thousand years, eight-year-old Huo Tingjun is just a tiny little brat.
For these fairies, their offspring are hard-won, and each one must be carefully protected.
She reached out and pulled him up from the floor, making him sit on the sofa. She tucked a cushion into his arms and a bamboo skewer into his hand so he could easily fork the fruit from the fruit platter.
The little guy used to laugh out loud while watching TV, so now even if he's unhappy, watching TV will definitely cheer him up.
Huo Tingjun was stunned as his slender sister-in-law scooped him up from the ground, weighing just over 90 pounds, when he suddenly heard that voice. He felt a warmth in his chest and his eyes sting.
My sister-in-law is so kind; she even worried that he might be unhappy.
When Huo Tingxiao came out, the scene was of the two of them snuggled on the sofa watching TV and chatting happily.
Wen Xingyue's thoughts reached his ears, and his eyes and brows were filled with a deep smile.
Little Peach Blossom is kind-hearted, innocent, and lovely.
"Huo Tingxiao, you're down here?"
There was a rustling sound behind her. Wen Xingyue turned her head and smiled brightly.
"Well, it's getting late, we should rest."
Huo Tingxiao maneuvered his wheelchair to the two of them, his voice deep and smiling.
"Okay, let's finish watching this episode."
Wen Xingyue nodded obediently. Suddenly, she felt her sleeve being tugged. She looked down and met the little fat boy's shifty eyes, and immediately understood.
She picked up a piece of banana from the fruit plate that Little Fatty was holding and fed it to him.
Huo Tingxiao looked at the bananas being fed to him, then at the only bananas left in the fruit plate, and found it somewhat amusing.
After finishing the two favorites, he was left to clean up the rest.
Wen Xingyue and Huo Tingjun don't really like eating bananas, they find them too dry.
Wen Xingyue liked it at first, but after a few days she stopped liking it.
Fruit is a rare treat for other people, something they might only get to eat a few times a month. But Wen Xingyue ate so much fruit that she didn't want to eat it anymore. She needed to eat some fruit every day to satisfy her cravings and to cleanse her palate after meals.
Although the Huo family is not short of money, fruit is a hot-selling item, and even they cannot buy it every day. However, the Huo family has never run out of fruit every day.
This is all thanks to Wen Xingyue's brother, who is a businessman and sends all sorts of rare and unusual items to the Huo family.
Although Wen Xingyue had a big fight with the Wen family, the Wen family always remembered her. Wen Rushang, who doted on his sister, would send her gifts every few days during their marriage.
"Huo Tingxiao, this is delicious, you have it."
The person in front of her stared at her for a long time, and Wen Xingyue blinked innocently.
Huo Tingxiao glanced at those charming, bright eyes, nodded slightly, and took a bite of the banana on his fork.
"Is it delicious? You can have it all." Wen Xingyue's eyes curved into a smile as she quickly took the fruit plate from the chubby boy's hand and stuffed it all into his hands, including two pieces of banana.
She doesn't like to eat them, and Little Fatty can't eat too many. Bananas are too high in sugar, so they're not suitable for him to eat too much. Only Huo Tingxiao can eat them.
Little Fatty watched in horror at the series of actions. His sister-in-law was fierce! She gave her brother food that she didn't like. His brother had never eaten anyone's leftovers before. In the past, when he couldn't finish his food, he hoped that his brother would help him finish some, but his brother refused without hesitation and told him that he would have to pay for his actions. His brother even threatened him not to throw it away. Back then, he ate until he was stuffed.
Sigh, as expected, it's girls who soften my heart. Why isn't he a girl?
"Alright, you can go upstairs to sleep now."
Huo Tingxiao could feel his younger brother's cricket-like gaze on him, but he ignored it and focused his attention on Wen Xingyue.
The TV program has finished airing.
"Okay, I'm going to sleep."
Ever since Huo Tingxiao told Wen Xingyue that watching too much TV would blind her eyes, she dared not watch TV for too long. She obediently nodded, turned off the TV, and ran upstairs.
For a moment, only the two brothers remained downstairs.
"Qian Feipeng, don't alert him. If he gives you food again tomorrow, don't eat it. Try to take it back so we can have it tested."
Huo Tingxiao's gentle eyes lost their smile, and his sharp, stern gaze locked onto Huo Tingjun.
They had just finished a discussion in the study, exploring the purpose of drugging Huo Tingjun.
According to the little peach blossom spirit's description, the person who administered the drug was, without a doubt, Qian Feipeng.
How could Qian Feipeng, an only child, have the audacity to drug Huo Tingjun? And where he got the drug is also a question—how could a child like him obtain the drug?
The drug was put in the food, which was prepared by Qian's mother. This might not be just a childish squabble. Thinking deeper, is it possible that Qian Feipeng was instructed by the Qian family to drug him?
But they couldn't understand why the Qian family would target Huo Tingjun.
They didn't expect that Huo Tingjun brought his lunch to school and actually shared it with Qian Feipeng; he ate his food while Qian Feipeng ate his.
Huo Tingjun was raised to be picky from a young age, and he was also picky about food. He had to have meat at every meal. He was willing to eat the food cooked by Qian Feipeng's mother, not only because it tasted good, but also because the ingredients were of good quality. She must have put a lot of effort into the food.
If they remembered correctly, the Qian family wasn't the type to eat lavishly every day; in fact, they were quite poor. After all, their family wasn't as small as theirs; the Qian family had many members, and they had to be very careful with their meals.
Even before Wen Xingyue married into their family, they didn't eat meat and fish every day. But according to Huo Tingjun, he ate meat with Qian Feipeng at every meal.
That's not right.
They really put in a lot of effort.
His family was busy and didn't pay much attention to Huo Tingjun bringing his own lunch to school to eat with his classmates. They thought it was normal for a child to like hanging out with his friends. They didn't spend much time with him, so they didn't stop him from being with his friends.
No one expected that someone would take advantage of his loophole and drug him.
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