Seeing Chen Bing holding her daughter's hand, Yunxuan didn't feel comfortable taking her daughter's other hand as well. She thought about it and decided that Chen Bing was a steady and reliable person, and that her daughter should be fine with him protecting her.
Protecting her daughter...
Why does it feel a bit like they're looking at a son-in-law?
You know what, the way they held hands and stood close together really did look quite alike.
But they are not even four years old yet.
After suppressing the strange thoughts in her mind, Yunxuan turned back to continue chatting with Liuyue and discussing the products.
Around 1:00 PM, the group of four parted ways after having lunch.
Goodbye, Chen Bing!
Goodbye, see you next week.
The two children said goodbye on behalf of their mother, and a shopping trip that left everyone quite satisfied came to an end. However, the fathers in both families didn't seem to feel the same way.
...
"We're back."
"Dad, I'm home."
As soon as she entered the house, Shang Yunmiao ran up to Shang Zhengxin and chattered excitedly to her father, who was reading the newspaper, about how she had bought a lot of clothes.
Shang Zhengxin rubbed his daughter's head and then smiled as he talked to her for a while.
Before long, Shang Yunmiao jogged back to her bedroom.
"Why are you back so late?"
Shang Zhengxin looked at his wife who had sat down next to him and immediately put his arm around her slender waist.
"I went shopping with Chen Bing's mother for a while..." Yunxuan organized her thoughts and told her husband about everything that had happened that day.
Upon hearing this, Shang Zhengxin frowned.
Buying clothes for each other? Eating together? Being a young couple? Holding hands? Staying at the boyfriend's house? Meeting the parents?
The more I listen, the more something seems off.
"Ahem, Miaomiao is still young, so she shouldn't have contact with boys..." Shang Zhengxin, who was increasingly feeling that something was wrong, interrupted Yunxuan's story.
"Old-fashioned," Yunxuan muttered softly, which Shang Zhengxin overheard.
"No, no, how am I being old-fashioned? Early relationships are wrong anyway," Shang Zhengxin said, his voice slightly aggrieved as he gently retorted while holding his wife.
"Mom, where are my colored pencils?"
Shang Yunmiao suddenly pushed open the bedroom door and came into the living room. As soon as she entered, she saw her parents, whose faces were slightly flushed.
At that age, she didn't understand anything, so naturally she didn't take it to heart.
After she got the colored pencils and returned to the bedroom, Shang Zhengxin and his wife continued.
"Don't apply your high school methods to your daughter. You know she's timid. If you forbid her from playing with Chen Bing, will you be happy if she's all alone in the future?"
Shang Zhengxin touched his nose and said softly, "It didn't say she couldn't play with boys, it just meant she had to keep her distance. Like, 50 centimeters apart or something, at the very least, she couldn't hold hands."
"So, is Director Shang from our Political Education Department going to bring his official arrogance home? Or is he going to crack down on puppy love on his daughter?"
Shang Zhengxin was speechless after being refuted. How could a math teacher with a background in mathematics possibly refute Yun Xuan, who had a background in Chinese language and literature?
Meanwhile, at Chen Bing's home, three kilometers away, Chen Shichao and his wife were also embracing in the same way. However, the content of their conversation was quite different from that at Shang Zhengxin's home.
"Okay, okay, I'll definitely take you with me next time we go shopping, okay?"
"Mmm... (shakes head)"
"Have you had breakfast, baby?"
"Mmm... (nods)"
"Is it okay if you don't go to the store?"
"Mmm... (nods)"
The conversation above took place between Liu Yue, who looked helpless, and Chen Shichao, who buried his head in her arms and pretended to be pitiful.
Ugh, so disgusting, so repulsive.
Take a picture to record it, so that when Old Chen gets old, we can use it to disgust him.
After recording the scene with a slider phone, Chen Bing returned to her bedroom.
After looking at the photos, Chen Bing was a little dissatisfied.
The camera quality of mobile phones these days is too poor. I'll buy a camera in a while and document my efforts.
Thinking about all this, Chen Bing put her slider phone aside, then got up and stood in front of the effort chart she had made, looking at it for a while.
1. Aim to be the top scorer in the city and get into a top-tier university, thus contributing to the education of Shangping County.
2. Maintain a fitness routine, learn two or more sports and reach the top level among amateur athletes. Be over 183cm tall, maintain a weight between 135-155kg, and achieve excellent results in all physical fitness tests.
3. I will spend every day happily, and if anyone tries to make me laugh, I will make them the laughingstock.
4. Find a lovely, gentle, sexy, kind, obedient, sensible, beautiful, well-behaved, capable, pure, and well-known good wife.
5. Find a sustainable and continuous way to make money, achieve financial freedom, and enjoy life (√).
6. Develop a high level of skill in calligraphy, performance, painting, singing, photography, and handicrafts, with the goal of obtaining relevant high-value certificates.
7. Possesses extensive knowledge and has obtained, but is not limited to, language certificates, various qualification certificates, and various driver's licenses.
8. Read one classic book per month and complete one hundred literary classics within ten years (excluding knowledge-based and practical books).
9. To be continued...
Okay, let's take these as our goals and keep striving for them in the rest of our lives!
Chen Bing was filled with boundless pride.
The difference between successful people, or outstanding people, and ordinary people is that they not only dare to dream, but also immediately put their ideas into practice and strive tirelessly to achieve them.
Chen Bing's gaze immediately fell on item number 6. Come to think of it, she usually went to her grandfather's house to practice calligraphy on Saturday mornings. Today, however, she hadn't gone because she was out shopping.
Thinking of this, Chen Bing covered up the chart of hard work on the wall, then quickly ran out of the house and headed towards her maternal grandfather Liu Wucheng's house.
Grandpa! I'm here!
As soon as Chen Bing entered her grandfather's courtyard, she saw him sweeping the yard with a broom.
"Bingbing is here." Liu Wucheng's face lit up with joy when he saw his eldest grandson arrive.
Chen Bing gently threw herself onto the old man, hugged his legs, and called out "Grandpa" again.
"Are you here to practice calligraphy?"
"Not entirely. Also, I missed you and wanted to come and keep Grandpa company."
Liu Wucheng smiled happily upon hearing these words.
Yes, I've been saddened lately because Chen Bing hasn't been as diligent and serious about learning calligraphy as before, but what does it matter?
What's the point of passing down my own mediocre calligraphy? As long as my grandson remembers this old man and comes to keep me company occasionally, isn't that enough?
Thinking about those old folks in the village whose children are unfilial, I am already much luckier than them, so what more could I ask for?
Chen Bing could vaguely guess some of what her grandfather was thinking.
He couldn't really defend himself when it came to learning calligraphy, since he had indeed slacked off quite a bit in this area over the past six months. However, he wouldn't specifically step forward to tell his grandfather that he would definitely practice harder in the future.
Talk is cheap; action speaks louder than words.
As long as you maintain the right attitude in your subsequent practice, that will be better than any excuse.
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