Chapter 110 Xixi and Chuanchuan
Despite all her precautions, Wenxi hadn't anticipated that her brother had such sharp eyes!
The eyes of everyone instantly fell on Shang Chen's lips.
Shang Chen was not much different from usual.
If I had to say I looked good, it would probably be because my lips were a bit red, making me look like I had plenty of energy.
Shang Chen's feeling was not wrong.
His brother-in-law didn't like him very much.
If a married man's lips turn red, it can't be because he kissed his wife, or he secretly applied his wife's lipstick.
Shang Chen said without changing his expression, "It's too cold outside, I got chilled."
Wen Zhou twitched the corner of his mouth. "I've only ever heard of lips turning purple and complexion looking terrible from the cold. I never expected that President Shang's complexion would improve the more he gets cold."
Shang Chen poured Wen Xi a glass of water and said calmly, "It's probably because she's in good physical condition."
"That's good."
After chatting for a few minutes, the aunt brought the dishes up.
Wen Zhou's gaze shifted away from Shang Chen and instead fell on Yan Xu.
"That was a pretty bad fall."
Yan Xu remained silent.
His mother has already said that the injury on his face was from a fall. If Wen Zhou finds out that he was beaten by thugs, Yan Xu will also look bad.
So he simply kept quiet.
Zhou Ruo tried to smooth things over, saying, "He always likes to go to secluded places, and he accidentally fell in the snow and hurt himself like this."
"It's just a superficial injury, it looks serious, but it didn't break any bones or tendons."
Wen Zhou smiled and said, "It's a good thing that you weren't seriously injured."
Yan Huai'an nodded, still shaken, "That's right."
Yan Huai'an was also afraid that those thugs might really hurt Yan Xu and cause him problems.
As soon as he sat down, Yan Huai'an took out a bottle of his treasured wine.
Zhou Ruo asked Wen Zhou curiously, "I only know that Wen Xi's nickname is Xi Xi. Is there any reason for this nickname?"
Wen Zhou: "Xixi started school early; my mother sent her to first grade when she was only four and a half years old."
"She is young and her hands are not strong. She can't even hold a pen properly and has a lot of trouble writing her own name."
“There was an exam a week after she started school. She couldn’t write her own name. When she got home, she cried and told me not to call her Wenxi.”
When Wen Zhou mentioned the past, his expression softened: "She said the character for 'xi' (溪) was too difficult to write, so she wanted to change it to 'xi' (西) for 'east, south, west, and north'."
Wenxi has always had a good memory, and this incident left a deep impression on her.
Wenxi: "My brother went to see my homeroom teacher the next day. I don't know what he said to my homeroom teacher, but the homeroom teacher told me to write my name as Xixi when I do homework and take exams from now on."
Zhou Ruo listened intently and couldn't help but ask, "Four and a half years old to start first grade? How come he's starting school at such a young age..."
Zhou Ruo's words caught in her throat, and her throat suddenly felt very dry.
At Yan Zhao's age, all she had to do was act cute and charming with Zhou Ruo and be pampered by the whole family.
Yan Huai'an was busy with work at the time, so in order to spend more time with his daughter, he would bring Yan Zhao along for a few days every time he went abroad on a business trip, for fear that his daughter would become estranged from him if they didn't see each other for too long.
Zhou Ruo cherishes this hard-won daughter even more. In order to better take care of Yan Zhao, she moved from the front of the stage to behind the scenes and became a semi-full-time mother, spending most of her time with Yan Zhao.
When Yan Zhao reached school age, the couple took her to school and secretly cried, feeling very reluctant to part with her.
When I think back on these memories, I only feel warmth.
Compared to Wenxi, who was forcibly sent to first grade at the age of four and a half, Zhou Ruo felt a pain in her chest.
The better they took care of Yan Zhao, the happier and more fulfilling their memories of her became, which doubled the pain they felt compared to the grievances Wen Xi suffered.
Wen Zhou said casually, "My mom doesn't have time to take care of Xixi, so she thought sending her to school would save her trouble."
Zhou Ruo held her wine glass, tears welling up in her eyes.
Ning Jin doesn't have a job, so how could she not have time to take care of her child?
She just wanted to save herself trouble by leaving Wenxi, who needed care, to the school, so she could have more time to argue with Wen Haichuan and catch him in the act of having an affair.
Zhou Ruo's voice was choked with emotion as she forced back tears and asked, "I remember that back then the policy mandated that children start first grade at the age of seven. Even if international schools weren't so strict, it was still around six or seven years old."
"Won't Xixi, who's so young, get along well with her classmates if she goes to school?"
Xixi was only four and a half years old at that time. She would definitely be bullied in a group of children who were several years older than her.
How could Ning Jin be so heartless?
Before Wen Zhou could speak, Wen Xi said easily, "It's alright."
"On my first day of school, a naughty little boy in my class deliberately bumped into me and made me fall. When I got home, I told my brother about it."
"My brother came to our class the next day and warned the little boy in front of everyone."
"From then on, no one dared to bully me."
Wenxi still remembers the scene of Wenzhou grabbing the little boy by the collar and warning him.
It's a bit cheesy, but it gives you a strong sense of security.
Although Wenzhou was later reprimanded by the teacher, the warning was still very effective.
Everyone in Wenxi's class knows that she has a bad-tempered older brother.
Zhou Ru smiled with difficulty: "No wonder you siblings have such a good relationship."
Wenxi felt that these memories were happy and did not feel that she had suffered any great injustice.
Not wanting the atmosphere to become somber, she smiled and changed the subject: "Speaking of nicknames, I remember I gave my brother a nickname too."
“I also found it difficult to write his name, and I always asked why there were so many dots in his name, ‘洲’.”
“My brother said I could skip writing the dots first. He actually wanted me to write the state without the water radical first, but I was lazy and skipped all the dots and just gave him the nickname Chuan Chuan.”
When Wenxi was little, she called Wenzhou "brother" most of the time, but when she was unhappy or had a little temper, she would call Chuanchuan.
She called him that for several years, but Ning Jin overheard her once and said that Chuan Chuan was a character in her father's name, so she couldn't call him that. Wen Xi stopped calling him that.
Zhou Ruo and Yan Huai'an listened attentively as the siblings recounted their childhood stories.
Only Yan Xu felt uneasy, as if he didn't belong with them.
Even though everyone was sitting at the same table eating, Yan Xu felt like an outsider who was being excluded.
The Yan family did not have a rule of not speaking while eating or sleeping.
Zhou Ruo warmly entertained Wen Zhou, serving him food and asking Yan Huai'an to pour him wine.
"Xixi said that she has been very fortunate to have her brother take care of her in the Wen family all these years."
"Wenzhou, I am truly grateful to you!"
When Zhou Ruo said this, her eyes were a little red, and her attitude was very sincere.
Besides that banquet, she attended several more afterward and learned a lot of information.
Wen Zhou deserves a large part of the credit for Wen Xi's safe and healthy growth.
He was only four years older than Wenxi, but he had protected Wenxi since childhood. Zhou Ruo was very grateful and fortunate.
Wen Zhou, holding his wine glass, politely stood up and said, "Auntie, you flatter me."
“In previous years, my parents’ marriage was not smooth and they had bad tempers, which caused Xixi a lot of grievances.”
Wen Zhou smiled bitterly: "You all cherish Yan Zhao, but our Wen family has made Xi Xi suffer a lot."
"To be honest, it is the Wen family that has wronged you."
Yan Xu felt that Wen Zhou was exaggerating, deliberately making it seem as if her sister had taken advantage of Wen Xi.
"The Wen family isn't poor, so why would they let her suffer?"
"Going to school earlier means graduating earlier, and we all study the same things, right? How can this be considered hardship?"
Yan Xu's voice suddenly rang out, somewhat abruptly.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone at the table turned their attention to him.
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