“Zhenzhen is still young and growing, so it’s normal for her to eat more, and besides—”
Qin Wenhuo noticed his wife's sidelong glance, paused, and then spoke again: "Although our daughter eats a lot and is a little chubby, that's just baby fat, it's normal."
Upon hearing this, Fu Mingxue's lips twitched involuntarily.
She's almost several years old, yet she still has baby fat?
She said those words when she was just a child, and he remembered them and is still using them now.
"By the way, honey, didn't you notice how strong Zhenzhen is? She seems to have taken after you."
He wasn't home often before, and he didn't spend much time with his children.
In addition, I always come and go in such a hurry that I really didn't notice this.
But these past two days at home, he still discovered it and tested it—his little girl is indeed quite strong.
Anyway, he's stronger than most boys his age.
Her strength even surpassed that of her eldest son, Qin Hao.
Fu Mingxue was slightly taken aback when she heard his words.
This was something she hadn't really noticed.
"I think it's all genetics. My daughter is quite good at inheriting things. She not only inherited your good looks, but also your intelligence, and now she's even inherited your great strength."
As long as she doesn't go astray on her path of growth, she'll excel in whatever she does.
A smart brain can read books, so she can grow up and do scientific research just like her mother.
He's quite strong; he could join the army someday.
Actually, joining the army is quite good.
Fu Mingxue glanced at him and said, "Of course, don't you even know who gave birth to you?"
How could she not be outstanding? The genes are there!
Qin Wenhuo loved seeing his wife's smug expression; it made her seem especially vibrant.
"Yes, yes, yes! So it's actually okay for her to eat more, she has a big digestive capacity."
Fu Mingxue: ...?
Okay, that makes sense too.
After breakfast, Fu Mingxue was about to go to work. Before she left, her three children saw her off at the door.
"Mom, slow down!"
Qin Hao gave instructions.
Qin Wenhuo: ...?
How did this kid steal his words?
He should have been the one to say those words.
Looking at her son's mature-beyond-his-years expression, Fu Mingxue couldn't help but chuckle. "Yes, I will. Have fun at home. Mom's going to work now."
She didn't suggest that the child take care of his/her younger sister.
Who says that the older brother has to take care of his younger sister?
They're all kids, so why should the older one have to take on responsibilities?
Qin Wenhuo was also preparing to leave.
After he got on the bus, he glanced outside—and found that the spot where he had been standing was now empty; the three siblings were nowhere to be seen.
So, he's not important at all as a father, right?
He clicked his tongue, then drove off.
He didn't go to the military base first, but went to the compound.
We found the home of the principal of No. 1 Middle School.
Principal Liu was quite surprised to see Qin Wenhuo come to the door.
"Wenhuo, what brings you here?"
"Uncle Liu, I'm here to talk to you about something. You know my son, Qin Hao, right? He's a good student and wants to skip a grade and get into your junior high. Of course, I'm not going to pull strings for him, but I can give him an exam. If he gets over 95 on all the tests, your school will accept him. How about that?"
Principal Liu: ...?
"Your son seems to be in elementary school, right? Fifth grade or fourth grade?"
"He's in fifth grade, and his grades have always been very good. This time it was his own request, and my wife and I discussed it and thought it was feasible."
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