Chapter 87 It’s always good to have more knowledge in a smart little head

Mo Jialin’s prayer failed. Aunt Zhong, who is good at managing the household, insisted on cooking by herself.

Aunt Zhong is frugal. She bought a fish that had just died, added some tofu and various fruits and vegetables left at home, and stewed them in a pot. It was already very rich.

In her opinion, it is a very happy thing to be well fed and clothed these days.

Tonight, it was another pot of stewed food with no recognizable ingredients.

Well, it was a bit salty.

Mo Jialin ate his fill by imagining the delicious food at Fu Yuanhang’s house.

He missed the egg cake that Fu Yuanhang sent him that day. What should he do? Mr.

Mo has already gotten used to it. No matter what Aunt Zhong cooks, he can eat it without changing his expression.

"How is your relationship with Mr. Fu's lover?" Mr. Mo asked Aunt Zhong suddenly after he finished the last bite of rice with the vegetable juice.

Aunt Zhong didn't know why he asked this: "It's pretty good. Didn't she plant all the land for me? She also sent cakes to our Mumu. She is a very nice person."

Mr. Mo nodded and said without any context: "That's fine."

They have been married for decades. Usually, Aunt Zhong knows what Mr. Mo wants to do when he is cocky. But today, she was confused by his talk: "No, what do you mean?"

Mr. Mo shook his head: "No, I just think she is a good person and I want you to get along well with her. Don't offend people for no reason."

Aunt Zhong got angry and hit Engineer Mo: "Let me make it clear, when have I ever offended anyone? Every day I go out with a smile, and I greet everyone with a smile. I dare say that no one in the whole base is as popular as me." The

good-tempered Engineer Mo smiled and dodged his wife's clutches to apologize: "Yes, yes, I was wrong, okay? By the way, how long has it been since we received a letter from Gigi?"

Engineer Mo changed the subject.

Aunt Zhong was worried when she mentioned her eldest son. She counted on her fingers: "Three months."

After graduating from high school, Aunt Zhong and Engineer Mo's eldest son Mo Jiazhe went to work in a steel factory. He faced a big pot all day long. It was stuffy and hot. His life was harder than going to the countryside. Many times Aunt Zhong wanted to let him go to the countryside.

Mo Jiazhe always reported good news but not sorrow. Every time he wrote, he said that everything was fine and that he was happy working with his coworkers, and told them not to worry.

Last year, his thigh was burned by a boiler and he was hospitalized for almost a month. Aunt Zhong called their unit and found out about it. He

was almost 22 years old. He had a blind date with a girl before, and Mo Jiazhe liked her, but she rejected his job, so the relationship didn't work out.

After that, Mo Jiazhe didn't even want to go to see her. How could he not worry?

Engineer Mo didn't expect to bring up his wife's sorrow, and said to his youngest son, "Mumu, write a letter to your eldest brother, saying that your mother misses him and asked him to come back during the holiday."

Mumu quickly agreed, "Okay, I'll write it right away."

Mumu also missed his eldest brother, and his eldest brother's cooking was much better than his mother's.

The food at Engineer Fu's house was different.

Fu Zhengtu and Fu Yuanhang, the brothers, really felt very happy.

Braised pig's trotters with fermented bean curd and peanuts was one of Fu Yuanhang's favorite dishes. When he was in the village, every time Su Taotao cooked this dish, he would eat three bowls of rice.

Tonight was no exception. Fu Yuanhang didn't know how many bowls of coarse grain rice he had eaten. He scraped the last piece of the pot and ate the last drop of soup until his stomach was full.

Afterwards, he rushed to wash the dishes, saying that he wanted to digest the food.

Chenchen went to play with Baibai again.

Su Taotao came out of the shower and told Fu Zhengtu about the enlightenment of Chenchen. After she finished speaking, she looked a little worried:

"Fu Zhengtu, Chenchen is much smarter than other children. I don't know how to teach him. I am also worried about his future schooling."

It would be a pity if such a good seedling is not taught well.

"Don't worry, you should teach him as you should, and skip grades if you should," Fu Zhengtu said, "I was also smarter than my peers when I was a child, and I skipped three grades."

No wonder.

Su Taotao tilted her head to look at him.

"Su Taotao" is not smart, Chenchen's IQ is inherited from Fu Zhengtu.

Fu Zhengtu is the youngest scientific researcher at his level.

When others graduated from undergraduate studies, he had already graduated from graduate school.

In his twenties, people already respectfully addressed him as Engineer Fu.

Zhang Chuncheng, who was one grade below him, was already over thirty.

His college classmate Zhou Zheng is still an ordinary clerk.

The path of a genius is lonely, and one is destined to be one step ahead of others.

But Su Taotao hopes that Chenchen can have a happy childhood.

Su Taotao looked at the bright smile of the child and couldn't help but smile knowingly: "Chenchen, slow down."

Chenchen hugged Baibai and rubbed against her, then gave Su Taotao an angelic smile: "I know~~Mom~~"

She had finally raised the child so happily.

"Does Chenchen have to skip a grade?"

Su Taotao looked at Chenchen, and Fu Zhengtu looked at Su Taotao.

"It's too early to say. We'll see what he wants. He can do everything but still has to sit in the lower grade classroom. He won't be happy."

Su Taotao tilted her head to look at him: "Were you like this when you were a child?"

Fu Zhengtu nodded: "Almost."

The evening breeze blew Su Taotao's hair, and Fu Zhengtu's slender fingers tucked her hair behind her ears: "The leadership team responded well to the plan. The vice president wants to talk to you in person."

Su Taotao expected it, and nodded without asking for details: "Then I will go to work with you tomorrow."

Fu Zhengtu: "Don't worry, if you want to sleep a little longer, go there in the afternoon."

Su Taotao shook her head: "Let's go in the morning. If we don't have time to make lunch, we will eat in the cafeteria. It's been a long time since we went to the cafeteria. Remember to tell Xiaohang to wait for us in the cafeteria after school at noon."

Fu Zhengtu agreed to everything she said: "Okay."

Su Taotao: "By the way, there is not much coarse grain at home. I will get up tomorrow morning to make breakfast. You don't have to go to the cafeteria. Go to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy two bags of coarse grain. Buy more taro. I haven't made stewed rice for a long time. Xiaohang likes it."

There is a fixed amount of fine grains and coarse grains in the ration book. Extra fine grains are generally not available unless you go to the black market, but the island has its own coarse grain planting base, and sweet potatoes, taro, potatoes, etc. are generally sufficient.

Fu Yuanhang's household registration and food relationship have not been transferred yet. Fortunately, Su Taotao doesn't eat much staple food, otherwise the fine grains will not be enough.

Fu Zhengtu knew that Su Taotao and Chenchen both liked to eat fine grains, but they had been eating mixed grain rice recently, with more coarse grains than fine grains. He guessed that the fine grains were not enough: "I will use the coarse grains to exchange for some fine grains from other families tomorrow."

Su Taotao half-closed her eyes and lazily blew the sea breeze: "Can I exchange it?"

Fu Zhengtu: "Sure." Just add some money.

Su Taotao was particularly sleepy today and began to feel drowsy. She murmured: "That's good, I will eat white rice tomorrow..."

Fu Zhengtu held her in his arms and put her on his lap. Su Taotao yawned delicately, found a comfortable position to rub against, and this time she really fell asleep.

Chenchen came over holding Baibai and was about to call "Mom", but Fu Zhengtu shook his head slightly at him, turned around and went upstairs holding Su Taotao.

Chenchen stared at his father and mother from behind with wide eyes, looking a little worried.

Fu Yuanhang came out of the bathroom and rubbed his nephew's head: "Let's go, go upstairs and sleep, uncle will tell you a story."

Chenchen: "Mom~~Su Bu Su (Is it true)~~Is it sick~~"

Fu Yuanhang took Baibai from Chenchen's arms, held his little fleshy hand, smiled and shook his head: "No, it's time to go to bed, do you want uncle to hold you?"

Chenchen shook his head: "No~~I'm leaving~~"

Fu Zhengtu tiptoed to put Su Taotao down and gently kissed her forehead.

He went downstairs and brought up the electric fan, turned it on and blew it towards her, then walked out of the door and went to Chenchen's room.

Fu Zhengtu rarely came to see them at night, and Su Taotao occasionally came to read stories to Chenchen.

Fu Yuanhang fell asleep with Chenchen, and then got up again: "Brother, is there anything?"

Fu Zhengtu: "We will have lunch in the cafeteria tomorrow. You can go directly there after school."

Fu Yuanhang nodded: "Okay, I know."

Fu Zhengtu sat next to his son, touched his little head, and asked him: "Did mom ask you to recite the Three Character Classic today?"

Chenchen nodded: "Yes~~"

Fu Zhengtu asked again: "How many sentences did you teach?"

Chenchen counted with his chubby fingers, and it was not enough to count with ten fingers. Finally, he spread his hands and said: "More than my hands~~"

Fu Zhengtu: "Then do you still remember?"

Chenchen nodded: "When a person is born~~, his nature is good..."

He kept reciting until "Teach five sons, and their names will all be famous."

"Mom taught~~so many~~"

The sixteen sentences that Su Taotao taught during the day, word for word.

Fu Zhengtu rubbed his head again and imitated Su Taotao's tone: "Great, Dad will teach you eight more sentences, read them to mom tomorrow morning, can you remember them?"

Chenchen actually had no idea how many eight sentences were, but he thought it was easy to remember three words at a time, and he straightened his chest: "Yes~~"

Fu Zhengtu read slowly: "If a child is not taught, it is the fault of the father..."

until "If a child does not learn when young, what will he do when he is old."

Chenchen memorized it after reading it twice with him.

He memorized it together with the sixteen sentences that Su Taotao taught him in the morning.

He is indeed smarter than when he was a child, Fu Zhengtu thought.

"When you grow up a little bit, Dad will explain to you what it means. Now Dad hopes you can remember 'If you don't learn when you are young, what will you do when you grow old', okay?"

Chenchen shook his head: "Remember it all~~"

Fu Zhengtu curled his lips and touched his little head: "Well, great."

Turning to Fu Yuanhang, he said: "When my eldest brother was not at home before, my mother should have taught you enlightenment books such as Three Character Classic, Hundred Family Surnames and Thousand Character Classic."

Fu Yuanhang nodded: "I did."

Fu Zhengtu said: "You can enlighten Chenchen when you have time, he will remember it."

Fu Yuanhang remembered that his mother taught him when he was four or five years old. He looked at his nephew who had just turned two years old. Although "If you don't learn when you are young, what will you do when you grow old", isn't Chenchen too young?

Chenchen looked at his uncle with excitement.

Fu Yuanhang: "..."

Okay, Chenchen is smarter than him. It's always good to have more knowledge in such a smart little head.

"Okay, brother."

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After Fu Zhengtu left and turned off the lights, Fu Yuanhang said to Chenchen: "Chenchen, if you don't want to learn, you have to tell your uncle. If you feel tired, you have to tell him. Your sister-in-law won't force you."

Chenchen was also drowsy and muttered: "I want to eat~~Remember~~It's fun~~"

Fu Yuanhang: "..."

"Go to sleep."

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