Chapter 201 Mao Mao's Most Admired Brother
As soon as they arrived home, Mao Mao couldn't wait to get out of the car. Holding her brother's test paper in both hands, she trotted into the house with her short legs.
"My brother got first place!"
Mao Mao stood proudly at the front door, head held high, and loudly announced to the whole family, "Brother got a perfect score on the exam, he's number one!"
Everyone responded and came out.
When Commander Lou came out, he was still holding Old Madam Lou's cat. Upon hearing her words, he was overjoyed, casually tossed the cat aside, and took the test paper from her hand.
I looked at them over and over again, and sure enough, every single one had a red checkmark, and every single one was a perfect score.
Only Chinese language and literature was deducted two points.
Lou Dashuai looked at the essay that had been penalized again and again, his face full of disapproval: "This essay is so well written, why should it be penalized two points? I think our Asui's writing is better than those rubbish articles in the newspaper."
As Lou Dashuai spoke, he pulled a pen out of his pocket, waved his hand, and rudely crossed out the two points, then added them back to the total score.
In this way, you will truly achieve perfect scores in every subject!
He moved too fast; there was no way to stop him.
The First Madam snatched the test paper back, and looking at the bold and unrestrained "100 points" on the Chinese test paper, she gave Commander Lou a helpless glare.
Why are you scribbling on Ah Sui's test paper?
Lou Yansui: "It's okay, Mom. I'll take the test again next time."
These words, though spoken with such arrogance, delighted Commander Lou.
"Haha, that's right! Take the test again next time. Our Ah Sui is very smart. Next time, get a perfect score for Dad!"
Mao Mao proudly raised her little head beside her and loudly echoed in her sweet, childlike voice, "One hundred points!"
Commander Lou: "Look, Mao Mao says the same thing!"
Mao Mao: "Brother is a genius!"
Commander Lou: "That's right, our Ah Sui is a genius!"
Mao Mao ran around the corridor with great joy, loudly announcing to every servant she encountered, "Brother is number one!"
The baby's voice chattered and reached Lou Yansui's ears.
He was already a high school freshman, and it would be too childish to boast about his grades from a regular exam. But he had specifically asked his younger sister to pick him up today, precisely to establish a strong image of him as a big brother in Mao Mao's mind and to hear her praise him.
He tried to suppress it, but hearing his sister's praise, he couldn't help but smile.
Mao Mao announced as she entered the kitchen, which was emitting a delicious aroma.
The chef was busily cooking when she heard her little voice chattering beside him: "Uncle, my brother got first place!"
The chef nodded: "Fourth Young Master is amazing."
Mao Mao: "My brother got first place, so we should reward him!"
The chef knew: "Tonight we'll make the fourth young master's favorite dish!"
Mao Mao nodded vigorously, and then helped the chef taste the freshly cooked dish.
By the time she ran back with her greasy little mouth, Lou Yansui's exam paper had already been passed on to the ladies.
Xia Xiaoxiang looked at the Chinese exam paper that had been corrected to a perfect score over and over again.
She had recently been taking Chinese language classes with her second wife and had learned many new characters. However, although she recognized most of the characters on the test paper, she couldn't understand them at all when they were put together. Moreover, the handwriting on the test paper was neat and tidy, flowing like clouds and water, and much better than her own scrawled handwriting.
Xia Xiaoxiang felt inferior: "How could you get a perfect score on such difficult questions? I can't even understand them."
The second concubine chuckled: "What are you comparing yourself to the Fourth Young Master? The Fourth Young Master is a high school student. Your level isn't even up to elementary school level. At most, you're only slightly better than Mao Mao."
Xia Xiaoxiang retorted, "I know far more characters than Mao Mao!"
"You're comparing yourself to Mao Mao?" The third concubine looked over in even greater astonishment: "Xia Xiaoxiang, you're comparing yourself to a four-year-old?!"
Xia Xiaoxiang: "..."
She retreated in shame.
There's really no way to compare.
The eldest aunt was also looking at the test paper. She glanced at the prominent score, then at the little girl not far away. Mao Mao had become her brother's little shadow, following Lou Yansui wherever he went with an adoring gaze, and even in the kitchen, she wouldn't forget to grab a handful of treats for her brother.
Lou Yansui used a handkerchief to wipe her greasy little mouth. After he finished wiping it, his little sister snuggled up to him and hugged his leg affectionately.
The first concubine had an idea and said to the second concubine, "Why don't you make some test papers for Mao Mao too?"
Second concubine: "Exam paper?"
The second concubine followed her gaze and immediately clapped her hands, saying, "Great idea! That way, our Mao Mao can also get a hundred points!"
One hundred is the largest number that Mao Mao knows.
The older brother who scored 100 points several times and became number one is the older brother that Mao Mao admires the most.
Wherever Lou Yansui went, she followed. When Lou Yansui had to do her homework, she would also run over with her crayons to sit next to her brother and start drawing.
With the warm, round little body close to him, Lou Yansui felt good and started doing his homework with ease.
As soon as Lou Heming arrived, he saw his younger brother and sister snuggling together affectionately.
He adjusted his glasses and said with a smile, "Luckily, Ah Hong isn't home lately."
"Third Brother?"
“If he were home, he would definitely bring all his trophies and show them off to Mao Mao to win her favor.”
Lou Heming put down the two cups of hot milk in his hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the workbook spread out in front of Lou Yansui. He paused and asked in surprise, "A-Sui, do you have to do such difficult problems in your first year of high school?"
"What?"
Noticing his gaze, Lou Yansui realized, "Oh, this is the homework Teacher Shen assigned me."
"Homework?"
"Teacher Shen said that I have already mastered the math knowledge of the first year of high school and can do some extra practice."
Lou Yansui showed him the exercises she had done.
It wasn't a printed workbook; the questions were in someone else's handwriting, and it was already more than half full, with traces of red ink corrections.
Lou Heming glanced through it. He had been out of school for a long time and wasn't a math major, so he couldn't solve many of the problems. He figured it wasn't just him; no one in the family could discuss these things with Asui.
"Mr. Shen is so thoughtful," he exclaimed.
Lou Yansui nodded, his eyes sparkling like Mao Mao's when she looked at him: "Teacher Shen is amazing. His classes are also very interesting. No matter how difficult the problem is, he can solve it."
Finding a like-minded teacher has fueled Lou Yansui's continued enthusiasm for mathematics since enrolling in school.
Lou Heming smiled and then looked at Mao Mao, who was gulping down milk with a white beard around his mouth.
He reached out his hand to Mao Mao: "Come on, Mao Mao, I'll take you to hear a story. We won't disturb Asui while he does his homework."
Upon hearing that there was a story, Mao Mao's eyes immediately lit up and she got up, reaching out her little hand to her second brother.
Lou Yansui quickly said, "Mao Mao, weren't you going to help me with my homework?"
Mao Mao froze, her little face immediately showing distress: "But, but..."
Mao Mao also wants to hear a story.
Lou Heming added gently, "I passed by a bookstore today and saw a new children's book on the market. I bought it and will read it to you."
Mao Mao's heart immediately swayed.
The little boy's short legs clattered as he tried to follow his second brother.
Now that Lou Yansui's legs have fully recovered, reading stories is no longer an exclusive interaction between him and his sister, and Lou Heming has unceremoniously adopted it.
Seeing that her younger sister was about to be taken away, Lou Yansui said anxiously, "I...I'll write a story for Mao Mao to read!"
Lou Heming: "Ah Sui, haven't you written a story about Maomao in a long time?"
Lou Yansui: "..."
Upon hearing the familiar name, Mao Mao's little ears immediately perked up, and her eyes sparkled as she asked, "Where is Mao Mao?"
Lou Yansui turned to look at her.
Lou Heming said, "Since you entered high school, the stories about Mao Mao have stopped. Although Mao Mao really likes the stories you write, without Mao Mao, she can only listen to other fairy tales."
Lou Yansui immediately looked annoyed.
Lou Heming smiled and stretched out his hand to his younger sister: "Come on, Mao Mao, let's go tell a story."
Mao Mao ran over happily and hugged her second brother's hand.
She cheered as she walked, "Listen to a story!"
Lou Yansui watched helplessly as her younger sister ran away with her second brother: "..."
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