Chapter 20 Twenty Reversals
The next day is Saturday, and in the morning the authorities will release the first list of public primary school students.
Chen Yun sat in front of the computer at 8:50, refreshing the web page over and over again, humming a song to relieve stress.
Song Fenglin knows nothing about pop songs, and the ones he listens to now are basically those from the beginning of the century.
He leaned in closer to listen carefully: "What song is this?"
Chen Yun: "Chen Zhiwen's new single "Ask"."
The name is pretty lazy, but that's not the only complaint.
Song Fenglin: "Can he still release a single?"
No, why do you still look down on others?
Chen Yun: "Why not?"
Song Fenglin objectively said, "He broke his voice when singing."
It doesn't matter if it breaks into the Somali Trench. Chen Yun: "As long as he looks handsome, that's fine."
Is it handsome? Song Fenglin said sourly: "It's OK."
Chen Yun: "It doesn't matter. If you don't support him, just support me."
While she was talking, she pressed F5 again.
Maybe there are too many people online, so the webpage has been stuck early.
Chen Yun poked at the screen and made an unreasonable request: "Can you hack into the system?"
Song Fenglin pinched her fingers: "No."
Oh, Chen Yun pouts, lies on the table, her hair spreads softly.
Song Fenglin felt itchy after seeing this, so he braided her hair into a pigtail, but stopped at the end and said, "You hold it for a while, I'll go get the rubber band."
Chen Yun: "There are two errand boys outside, you can use them as you like."
Song Fenglin thought the two kids were having a good time outside, so he lowered his voice and said, "Just catch them for a bit, okay?"
Why not? Chen Yun stretched out her claws and said, "Give it to me."
These words were actually quite funny, and Song Fenglin laughed out loud.
He walked quietly through the living room, afraid of attracting the attention of his children, picked up the rubber band and went back into the study like a gust of wind.
Chen Yun turned around and looked at him, her face downcast: "The website is completely down."
Song Fenglin: "Wait a little longer."
He was indeed patient, taking a picture of the braid with his phone: "Look."
Chen Yun took a glance and felt that she looked like a heroine in an old movie: "She's pretty."
As soon as she finished speaking, she pressed F5 again.
The page finally responded and slowly displayed from top to bottom.
Chen Yun was afraid of missing a line of words, so she moved her eyes back and forth.
Song Fenglin was nearsighted but he found it faster than she did. He pointed and said, "The star is here."
Chen Yun knocked on the table excitedly: "It is indeed an experimental primary school!"
She picked up her phone to send messages to her parents and communicate with other parents she knew.
Seeing that she was so busy that she didn't even bother to talk to him, Song Fenglin withdrew his hand as if he wanted to hug her and sat beside her in silence.
After a while, Chen Yun felt a little quieter and turned around slowly: "Are you happy and stupid?"
Song Fenglin said half-truthfully: "It seems that my position in your heart ranks behind my parents, Chenchen's mother and Yu'er's mother."
Oh, it smells sour.
Chen Yun: "Aren't we watching it together?"
It makes sense, but it's also disappointing.
Song Fenglin thought that maybe he was being too fussy, so he thought on the bright side: "At least Xingxing and Yangyang are behind me."
What is there to talk about with two preschoolers? Chen Yun: "I almost forgot about them."
I am still the one who is remembered, what is there to be dissatisfied about? Song Fenglin: "No hurry to notify."
Then he put her hair behind her ears and said, "Are you going to school tomorrow?"
Chen Yun: "Yes, you have to submit paper materials again for review."
Song Fenglin: "Then I'll go and hand it in. I haven't been in there yet."
He also wanted to see in advance where his daughter would study for the next six years.
Since he was so enthusiastic, Chen Yun said, "I'm going to the store now. You can take Xingxing to play the piano later. If there is anything you want to do, send your son to my place."
Song Fenglin was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "I realized that besides working, I really have nothing else to do."
He is not even addicted to electronic products, and his life is extremely simple.
You can’t think about these things when you are busy, but they are worth pondering when you have free time.
Chen Yun: "During the month of your handover, you can explore some hobbies."
Hobby? This is probably the only thing Song Fenglin has lacked in his 35 years of life.
But in an instant, a figure popped up in his mind and said, "I have it."
Chen Yun didn’t know: “What is it?”
Song Fenglin: "I'll take Yangyang to the store to find you."
Chen Yun leaned back strategically: "Your hobby is watching me take care of the kids?"
Then he urged: "Yangyang has always wanted to go to the Lego experience class, but he is too young and needs to be accompanied by his parents. You know, I get a headache when I see these. It's a good opportunity for you to take him there once."
Song Fenglin: "Let's go next week."
Chen Yun: "Aren't you free this week?"
Song Fenglin: "Because I want to find you in the store."
Although my son is just a sideline, it is not too much to ask him to fulfill his father's wish once in a while.
Chen Yun lowered her head uncomfortably, saying, "I personally think you can have some more refined interests."
Song Fenglin: “That’s good.”
He wanted to do well when he was a child, and he wanted to live a good life when he grew up. After all his hard work, he finally felt from the bottom of his heart that he was living a good life.
Chen Yun suppressed all her emotions and raised her head slightly: "Then come over, I'll make you something delicious."
He also emphasized: "Only for you, not for my son."
Song Fenglin pleaded for his son: "Can you give him a bite?"
Chen Yun pressed hard between her lips and teeth: "No, I'll only give it to you."
Song Fenglin tried to persuade him, but thought that he really could not help, so he said, "I will eat it away from him."
Chen Yun remembered that last time the second child had tonsillitis, she only gave candy to the eldest child.
The eldest brother promised not to let his younger brother know, but the secret slipped out soon after. The younger brother was so angry that he burst into tears and his voice was completely broken the next day.
Of course, my husband shouldn't make this kind of mistake.
Chen Yun still trusted him and nodded: "Okay, I'm leaving."
On weekends, she goes out to work while Song Fenglin stays at home to take care of the children, which is completely the opposite of their previous lives.
Even the children found it novel, especially Chen Xingyue.
She is already seven years old, and she can occasionally burst out with wisdom: "Dad, you are not going to work anymore, right?"
Don’t think that children are stupid. Even if they don’t hear it with their own ears, they can infer some details from the words and phrases of people around them.
Song Fenglin: "That's it for now."
Chen Xingyue got to the point: "How long will it be temporarily?"
Song Fenglin: "Dad is not sure about this yet, so I can't answer you."
He was thinking that he could take a few days off since the family's finances were not tight, but he was not sure how long he could lie down with his always-tense personality, so he could not give his daughter a definite answer.
Fortunately, Chen Xingyue didn't "stick to her" and just jumped around happily: "That's great, that's great, from now on Dad can always pick me up from school."
Song Fenglin: "Wouldn't it be nice for mom to pick you up from school?"
Chen Xingyue first solemnly declared that she loved her mother very much, and then she said with some embarrassment: "But you come less often."
Scarcity makes things valuable. Song Fenglin has raised her for seven years and can understand his daughter's psychology a little bit.
He was very self-aware and said, "You will dislike me in a few days."
Chen Xingyue hugged her father and acted coquettishly: "No way."
Anything that someone grabs is a good thing, and Chen Xinyang is not willing to be outdone and wants to squeeze in between his father and sister.
The brother and sister knocked down the squatting Song Fenglin. He only heard a thud and thought exaggeratedly: the ground was shaking.
Chen Xinyang took the opportunity to sit on his father's belly and play, and was so ruthless that he almost made him vomit his breakfast.
Song Fenglin felt like a turtle that had just put on its shell and didn't know how to get up.
Chen Xingyue was more sensible and reached out to pull her brother away: "Daddy will be hurt."
She didn't control the strength of her blow well, and Chen Xinyang fell flat on his face, crying loudly in pain.
It was the first time that Song Fenglin realized that the "buzzing head" had specific manifestations, and he lay in a spread-eagle position.
He only gave himself a second to relax before immediately getting up to coax the child.
Chen Xingyue realized later that she had done something wrong and joined in teasing her younger brother.
Chen Xinyang's emotions came and went quickly, and soon he started laughing.
Song Fenglin breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the time: "Xingxing, I have to go to piano class."
Chen Xingyue had no initiative at all in learning the piano. She dragged her feet when it was time to go out, and kept putting on and taking off the same pair of socks.
Song Fenglin said patiently: "Baby, stop playing with socks."
Chen Xingyue finally didn't act on her own, but the way she walked was very much like a zombie.
Song Fenglin held one in his left hand and one in his right hand.
He suddenly had a bad premonition that the word "loving father" would soon be far away from him.
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