Fu Jingsheng's daughter has violent tendencies.
He Wei ultimately came to a conclusion.
The landlady is a psychologist; she should have noticed the child's problem, right? Shouldn't I remind her? He Wei hesitated for a moment and then decided not to say anything.
He liked the photo.
When Rong Shiyu was preparing to move to another plot of land, she noticed her father looking down at them from a high place. She thought her father had already left.
"Daddy, aren't you bored watching us play all the time?" the little girl asked in her childish voice.
"Yeah, Dad, don't you have anything better to do? What's so interesting about picking grass?"
Fu Jingsheng: ...
“You guys aren’t bored, you’ve been playing with this thing for twenty minutes,” Fu Jingsheng said, glancing at his watch.
“We’re going to pull up some poisonous grass now. Look, these have sharp teeth. If you accidentally eat them, you’ll get poisoned…” Rong Shiyu explained the science of grass in a serious tone.
Fu Jingsheng opened his eyes wide. Aren't they all just grass? What's the difference? Is his vision playing tricks on him?
The man, not believing it, squatted down, grabbed a few blades of grass that the children had pulled out, and compared them. Sure enough, they were different, but the difference was too small.
How did the daughter find out?
Before Fu Jingsheng could even ask, Rong Shimo had already started answering: "Are you wondering how we met? My sister and I are little botanists."
"Dad, you should read more books when you have free time. How could you not recognize such a common plant?"
The two sisters took turns mocking Fu Jingsheng in front of the other children.
Fu Jingsheng's eyes were practically spitting fire. He held back for a moment and said, "I don't believe Mom knows it. You should take it and ask her."
Rong Shiyu said proudly, "Dad, do you dare to bet? If Mom knows him, Dad will run two laps around the lawn."
“Okay,” the man agreed without hesitation.
Who can distinguish these plants that look similar at first glance? Besides, Rong Yan is focused on making money. Others tend to plants, but Rong Yan has hardly ever tended to flowers. It would be strange if she recognized them.
Rong Shiyu took three kinds of herbs and asked her father in front of him what the difference was between them. Unexpectedly, Rong Yan recognized them at a glance, just like the children had said.
"Dad, let's go for a run. I'll wait for you here." Rong Shiyu wiggled her little feet.
Rong Yan asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"
“Mom, Dad said you don’t recognize any flowers, let alone grass. He doesn’t know that when we were abroad, you planted every single plant in the garden yourself. That’s why Dad doesn’t recognize anything. He lost the bet.” Rong Shiyu told Rong Yan what had happened.
Rong Yan smiled and nodded: "Dad is a boy. Boys aren't interested in flowers and plants. They like cars and guns. Don't make things difficult for him. Look how thin he's become today."
Rong Yan knew that if her husband ran two more laps, his legs would probably cramp up.
Thanks to Rong Yan's pleas, Fu Jingsheng escaped a disaster, but for the next two hours, several children dragged him around, identifying grass and flowers.
——
Old Deng was waiting at the usual spot in the city's large park.
Han Yue took a taxi, and the driver helped unload the items from the car. There was a case of wine and two gift boxes. It was impossible for one person to carry them all in at once, and she was afraid of losing them if she delivered them in batches. Han Yue weighed the items and called Lao Deng to come and pick them up.
Old Deng was surprised to find that Han Yue had brought a lot of things in her bags. When he heard that the case of wine was bought by Fu Jingsheng, Old Deng was even more unwilling to accept it.
"No, take it back to the children, I don't need it," Old Deng refused.
"It would be too polite for you not to accept Jing Sheng's kind gesture. Please don't be shy. How did you get here? By electric bike?" Han Yue was worried that Lao Deng wouldn't be able to bring the things home by bike.
At her urging, Lao Deng accepted the wine and asked Han Yue to tell Fu Jingsheng to thank him and invite his family to dinner another day.
Han Yue agreed on behalf of her son.
After leaving his belongings at the management office, Lao Deng returned to the park's activity room.
On a bright, sunny afternoon, the elderly people were all indoors, some playing chess, some playing ping-pong, and some drinking tea...
Everyone looked up and greeted Han Yue when they saw her.
"Xiao Han, I haven't seen you for days. We can't even practice our dance anymore. You're punished by having to drink tea."
Old Deng blocked their way: "Don't scare Xiao Han. She didn't stop you from practicing when she wasn't around."
"Oh dear, Old Deng is getting anxious."
Han Yue took a disposable cup, filled it with tea, and drank it down in one gulp: "Okay, I'll take the punishment. I'll practice a little longer today and make sure it doesn't affect the progress."
"Little Han is so straightforward, I won't make things difficult for you. How about we play a game of chess?"
Han Yue shook her head: "I don't know how. You guys play, I'm going out for a walk."
"I'll go for a walk too," Old Deng said, following along.
Han Yue sat in the pavilion, hesitant to speak.
Old Deng thought her friends' words had upset her, so she explained, "I'll talk to those few properly later. Why are you always scaring me? Don't worry, there will definitely be no next time."
"No, I didn't take their words to heart. I was wondering if I could make it to the rural performance. My family..." Han Yue was really unsure. Yesterday, her family went out happily, but something still happened. She was increasingly realizing that plans can't keep up with changes.
Old Deng patted his knees with both hands: "Hey, is that all? We have two plans, don't worry, it won't delay the performance. Just enjoy the rehearsal process."
"real?"
"Really, I'm not lying, Xiao Han. I can't help with your family's affairs, but when it comes to the gang, just say the word and I'll give you special treatment." Old Deng had already made arrangements. Then he inquired about the Fu family's recent situation, "Is the girl who was in the car accident doing alright?"
Han Yue recounted the whole story in detail.
Old Deng stood up abruptly, his voice agitated: "It was absolutely intentional. In the video you showed me, the driver wasn't drunk, wasn't driving while fatigued, and wasn't blind enough to drive like that. It's obvious he was targeting Xiao Shen."
“We all think so, but that person is still unconscious and has no relatives. Even if we know she did it on purpose, there’s nothing we can do about it,” Han Yue sighed.
"There's nothing I can do, sigh." Old Deng shook his head.
"Jing Sheng and the others are handling it. How have you been these past few days? Is there anything you'd like to share?" Han Yue inquired about Lao Deng's current situation.
"Me? Same as always, everything's fine. Don't worry about me, Xiao Han. Should I go to the hospital to get checked out?"
"No need, my daughter-in-law's good friend." Han Yue chatted with Lao Deng for a while, and probably felt that sitting in the park was too boring, so Lao Deng got up to take Han Yue somewhere.
Han Yue's heels ached from walking during her trip, so she stood still and said, "I want to rest."
Old Deng went out and bought a cup of milk tea.
When they returned, they found that Han Yue was gone.
He looked around but didn't see anyone, so he made a phone call.
Not long after Lao Deng left, Han Yue ran into an acquaintance. Feeling embarrassed to let the person see Lao Deng, she left the pavilion and found another place to chat.
Hearing the phone ring, she answered, "Wait for me there, I'll be there in a bit."
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