Ye Mengchun looked at Old Lady Meng on the podium, and quietly reached out and pulled Chuxia's sleeve.

Chuxia turned to look at her with a puzzled expression on her face.

Ye Mengchun tapped her neck, and Chuxia immediately understood, and quickly covered her neck with her hands.

She got up late today, and in her anxiety, she forgot to wear a scarf. She was not wearing a turtleneck sweater, so the mark on her neck must have been seen clearly.

Chuxia felt a black screen in front of her eyes. She took the bus all the way and ran into the school with this mark? She didn't know how many people saw it.

Ye Mengchun saw that her face was really ugly, and it was too much to cover it with her hands all the time. She untied her scarf, still looking at the blackboard, and stuffed it into Chuxia's hand.

"You surround me first." Her lips moved, and her voice was still as emotionless as ever.

Chuxia took the scarf and looked at her gratefully: "Thank you." Then she quickly wrapped it around her neck.

After class, Yang Jin and a few others came over and asked Chuxia: "Why are you almost late today?"

Usually Chuxia would arrive at school 10 to 20 minutes early every morning. When Yang Jin and the others entered the classroom, Chuxia would reserve a seat for them.

Chuxia smiled and said: "I accidentally got up late."

Yang Jin and the others did not continue to investigate, as they often got up late.

At noon, she returned to the dormitory for a nap. Chuxia changed into a turtleneck sweater and put on a scarf, and returned Ye Mengchun's scarf to her.

"Thank you for today."

Ye Mengchun was reading a book. She took the scarf, looked at the book, and said expressionlessly, "Thank you."

In the evening, Chuxia sat in front of the dressing table to do daily skin care. The marks on her neck were clearly visible.

When Cen Zhengnian came over, Chuxia slapped his hand, pointed at the marks on his neck and said, "Look at what you have done. I told you not to kiss my neck hard, but you didn't listen at all! Do you know that I embarrassed myself today?"

Chuxia became more and more angry, and pushed him out of the bedroom: "You sleep on the sofa today."

Cen Zhengnian was pushed out before he could say anything.

He looked at the tightly closed door in front of him, laughed softly, and there was helplessness in his eyes.

"Chuxia, there is no quilt outside." He still had a smile on his face, but his tone was a little pitiful.

Chuxia opened the door and put a quilt in his hand: "Now you have it."

Then with a "bang", the door was closed again.

The sofa was made of mahogany. Because it was winter, Chuxia asked the tailor to make a sofa cushion stuffed with cotton. Therefore, it was just a little small to sleep on it, and it was not cold to cover it with the quilt.

Cen Zhengnian waited at the door for a while, making sure that Chuxia would not let him in. He sighed, stood at the door and said: "Chuxia, don't be angry, I will restrain myself in the future."

The sound of footsteps leaving was heard at the door. Chuxia covered her head with the quilt. She couldn't be soft-hearted, otherwise he would go even further in bed next time. Cen Zhengnian was such a person who would push his luck.

There was no one on the bed, and Chuxia tossed and turned, feeling uncomfortable. There was no one to warm the bed, and her feet were still not warm. There was no one to massage her legs and arms to relieve her fatigue.

She shook her head: When Cen Zhengnian was not around before, she always slept alone, and it didn't affect her.

Chuxia prepared herself mentally and tried to go to sleep. But she still couldn't fall asleep. She sighed and sat up.

The living room outside was not as warm as the bedroom, and the sofa was very narrow and not long. How did Cen Zhengnian, who was so tall, sleep?

Chuxia couldn't help but soften her heart, opened the door, and walked to the sofa.

There was a person and a quilt on the originally flat sofa, and now it was bulging, with the shape of a person under the quilt.

Chu Xia squatted down and looked at Cen Zhengnian sleeping on the sofa in the moonlight. His eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes lay obediently under his eyelids. He looked very peaceful.

Chu Xia stretched out her hand and placed it on Cen Zhengnian's handsome face. Her fingers traced his eyebrows and eyes, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: God is too kind to his face.

Cen Zhengnian's eyebrows moved, and Chu Xia immediately wanted to take her hand back, but just as she raised her hand, a bony hand held her hand.

Then, Cen Zhengnian opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, not looking like he was asleep at all: "Chuxia, can I go back now?"

Chuxia shook her hand hard, but failed to shake off Cen Zhengnian's hand. She looked at him and said, "No. Let me

go." "Okay." Cen Zhengnian let go of her and pulled the quilt up: "I hope it won't get colder tonight."

Chuxia's steps to turn around and leave were fixed. She looked at Cen Zhengnian for a while, and said coldly: "You don't have to sleep on the sofa."

Before Cen Zhengnian could smile, Chuxia said again: "You and An An can sleep together. His bed can sleep two people."

Then she turned around and left without mercy.

Chuxia entered the room and glanced at the door: Want to go back to the bedroom to sleep? Impossible!

The sofa was indeed uncomfortable. Although there was a cotton pad underneath, it was also very hard.

Cen Zhengnian was also afraid of catching a real cold, as being sick would affect his work. He sighed, took the quilt and went to Cen Huaian's room.

"Dad?"

Cen Huaian sensed some movement, opened his eyes drowsily, and called out when he saw his father carefully making the bed.

Cen Zhengnian touched his head: "Did I wake you up?"

Cen Huaian went to sleep on the side, leaving an empty space for Cen Zhengnian, turned over, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

As for why his father slept here with him, it must be because he made his mother angry, which is how it is played on TV.

Cen Zhengnian was surprised by his son's reaction, he smiled and shook his head, then lay down next to Cen Huaian.

Three years later.

Cen Huaian skipped a grade in the fourth grade, and now he is ten and a half years old and is already a student in the second grade of junior high school. He is the youngest in the whole class.

Now Cen Huaian is still learning chess from Grandpa Jiang, and he has also participated in many competitions.

In Cen Huaian's bedroom in the family compound, Chuxia specially made a glass checkered cabinet for him to store the various awards, trophies and certificates he has won.

In addition to learning chess, Cen Huaian joined the Mathematical Olympiad competition class of the middle school affiliated to the Institute, and recently he is preparing to participate in the city's mathematics competition with his teacher.

Chuxia is not continuing to study with the teacher at school at this time, but is interning in the hospital with Old Lady Tang.

Old Mrs. Tang only taught two students, one was her and the other was Ye Mengchun. The other students in the class were assigned to other doctors.

"Mom."

The childishness on Cen Huaian's face has disappeared a little, and his face is not as round as it was in elementary school. He has also grown a lot taller.

Although he is the youngest in the class, he is not short in the class, and he does not sit in the front.

Cen Huaian went home and opened the door. He changed into slippers first, then hung up his schoolbag and looked at Chuxia who was cooking in the kitchen.

"Are you back? Help me peel some garlic and peel the potatoes."

"Mom, let me cook."

After Cen Huaian did what Chuxia said, he cut the potatoes and said to Chuxia.

Chuxia started teaching Cen Huaian how to cook when he was in junior high school. Normally, if she comes home late at night, it is An An who cooks.

He can't make the food very delicious, but he will not go wrong when making home-cooked meals.

"Okay. You stir-fry some meat slices and potatoes, and I'll serve the rice."

While eating at the dining table, Cen Huaian looked at Chu Xia and Cen Zhengnian and said, "Mom, Dad, I'm going to the city with my teacher to participate in a competition the day after tomorrow, so I won't be home at noon."

"I'll also be in the hospital the day after tomorrow, Zhengnian, you can eat in the cafeteria by yourself."

Cen Zhengnian smiled and nodded, "Okay." He looked at Cen Huaian, "An An, do you want Dad to take you to the city?"

Cen Huaian shook his head, "Dad, we have a teacher to take us. After the exam, I want to go to my great-grandmother's house."

"Okay."

Cen Huaian often goes to Grandpa Jiang's house alone now. Chu Xia sends him on the bus, and he gets off directly at the bus stop at the entrance of Grandpa Jiang's alley.

Sometimes he would go to the library to read alone. He was the most naughty child in the family compound at his age.

Only An An was sensible and well-behaved. Chu Xia wanted him to be naughty and go out to play like everyone else.

Cen Huaian said to Chu Xia, "Mom, I don't like those games."

The children in the family compound now like to play war, play house and play in the mud. Except for war, Cen Huaian is willing to participate and act as a military advisor. They are not willing to play other games.

As long as Cen Huaian participates in the war game, he is the most popular, because whichever faction has him will win.

Cen Huaian likes to join the Eighth Route Army. Every time he wins, the corners of his mouth will curl up.

In the evening, Cen Huaian was sitting in her room doing Olympiad math problems. Chuxia knocked on the door and came in with a cup of hot water and washed apples.

"Mom."

Seeing that it was Chuxia, Cen Huaian put down the pen in her hand and stood up to take the tray from her hand.

Chuxia walked to the table to look at An An's problems. Are the Olympiad math problems in junior high school so difficult?

Chuxia thought she was good at math, but she only solved one problem. After looking at the answer written by Cen Huaian, she realized that her initial idea was wrong.

Cen Huaian stood by and drank water silently, watching Chuxia, without disturbing her.

"An'an, are you tired of doing these questions?"

Cen Huaian shook his head, drank the remaining water in one gulp and said, "These questions are not difficult, but the key questions our teacher gave are more difficult."

Chuxia, who failed to finish the latter questions, had a question mark in her eyes: Is it not difficult? There is indeed a gap in IQ between ordinary people and geniuses.

Chuxia touched his head and changed the subject: "I feel that you have grown taller again?"

Cen Huaian was eating an apple, and nodded when he heard it: "It seems a little."

Chuxia pulled him to stand at the height wall and drew a line on his head with a pencil.

Cen Huaian left the wall and saw that the new line was two centimeters higher than the previous one. He looked at the line and then looked at Chuxia's head: Soon he will grow taller than his mother and can better protect her.

On the day when Cen Huaian participated in the competition, Chuxia had to rush to the hospital early in the morning. She specifically asked Cen Zhengnian to send An An to the affiliated middle school.

"You should ask An An how to go to the competition and what kind of protection the teacher has for the safety of students. It doesn't matter if the grades are not good, but you must be healthy."

"I know." Cen Zhengnian combed Chuxia's hair and said in a gentle voice: "Go to the hospital, don't worry."

Cen Zhengnian sent An An to the school to participate in competitions many times, and he knew what he had to do. It was just that Chuxia didn't go in person, so she was worried. Cen Zhengnian tried to soothe her worries and let her go to the hospital with peace of mind.

Cen Huaian stood silently behind the two of them, still drinking milk in his mouth. He looked up at his father and mother, and the two seemed to have not finished talking.

He sighed sweetly and burdenedly in his heart: he didn't want to disturb his parents now, but if his mother didn't leave, she would be late for the hospital.

So Cen Huaian drank the milk in one gulp, looked at Chu Xia and shouted: "Mom, it's already 7:10."

Chu Xia heard the time and turned around and walked out, waving to Cen Zhengnian and An An as she walked: "You guys go to school quickly, don't be late. An An, come on!"

Old Lady Tang is a very famous doctor in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, so many people come to see her.

Chu Xia and Ye Mengchun sat next to her. After she saw a patient, she would ask the two to feel the pulse and let them talk about the symptoms and treatment methods.

If they were right, she would nod. If they were wrong, she would look at them and say, "Go to page _____ of the book. Go check it yourself."

However, in most cases, both of them were right, but it might not be the best way to treat the disease. In that case, Old Lady Tang would correct them after the patient left.

"The prescription Mengchun just mentioned is okay, but the patient's clothes are patched, and his family is not well off, so he may not be able to afford the prescription you mentioned."

Chuxia happened to have the opposite opinion with Ye Mengchun. Old Mrs. Tang was helpless: "Chuxia, don't just think about saving money when you prescribe a prescription. The prescription I just mentioned will be more effective."

She looked at Ye Mengchun again: "You two just need to balance it out."

Chuxia said: "But your prescription is not something ordinary people can afford."

Old Mrs. Tang adjusted the pillow on the table and said: "But not everyone can't afford it. Chuxia, you still need to observe the patients more. Different patients need different prescriptions. We first think of the best plan, and then adjust it according to the patient's actual situation."

"I know, teacher." Chuxia thought seriously about what Old Mrs. Tang said. Old Mrs. Tang must have her reasons for teaching them this way. Old Mrs. Tang is not a person who has never experienced hardships. She has much more experience in treating patients and saving lives than Chuxia has.

Ye Mengchun also had a thoughtful look on his face.

On the other side, Cen Huaian was sent to the Affiliated Middle School of the Research Institute by Cen Zhengnian, and the math competition teacher was already waiting in the class.

Cen Zhengnian was also familiar with this teacher. Since Cen Huaian was in the first grade of junior high school, he picked Cen Huaian out to learn Olympiad mathematics.

Every time Cen Huaian participated in a math competition, when Cen Zhengnian sent him to school, it was this teacher who led the students who studied Olympiad mathematics to participate in the competition.

However, Cen Zhengnian did not relax and still asked the teacher about the safety of the students.

The Olympiad mathematics teacher was also used to it. It was rare to see someone like Cen Zhengnian who cared about the safety of children, and Cen Huaian was his favorite student. He answered patiently every time.

After Cen Zhengnian finished asking, he touched Cen Huaian's head with his broad palm: "Don't be nervous, just treat it as a normal exam."

"Yeah." Cen Huaian pursed his lips and nodded.

To participate in the competition, everyone took a bus arranged by the school. There were three grades in one school, and no more than 20 students were selected. Among

these students, only a few could get a place, and the teacher had the highest hopes for Cen Huaian. The

venue of the competition was the Beijing Affiliated Middle School.

The last time was at the Minzu University Affiliated Middle School. These famous middle schools in Beijing took turns to be the host of the competition.

After getting off the bus, Cen Zhengnian saw Zhang Lu waving at him excitedly: "An An, here!"

Zhang Lu was studying at Beijing No. 4 Middle School. She was two years older than An An, but Cen Huaian skipped a grade, so they were in the same grade now.

Zhang Lu was now a little taller than An An, and her face had already begun to show the look of a girl, but she was still a little childish.

Among the silent and nervous competitors, she was the most relaxed and lively.

Seeing that Cen Huaian was walking slowly, she couldn't wait to run over, dragged him to the front of the students competing in No. 4 Middle School, raised her head and said, "This is my brother, he has won many first prizes in math competitions, he is very good!" Zhang Lu

thinks that she is very good in school. After all, she is cheerful and lively, helpful, and her grades are also among the best. There are so many people in school who like her.

But in terms of grades, Zhang Lu thinks that Cen Huaian is the best, it would be great if he could be as lively and cheerful as her.

The other contestants from No. 4 Middle School looked a little unconvinced. They were selected because they were all excellent students in No. 4 Middle School, so they naturally had their own pride.

Although they were all friends of Zhang Lu, they could not admit that her brother was the best.

"Lulu, whether you are good or not, we have to see the results of this competition."

Zhang Lu looked at the boy who was speaking, who was ranked first in No. 4 Middle School. She snorted: "Okay. Liu Hongyu, my brother will definitely get first place this time!"

Liu Hongyu felt a little aggrieved, as he and Zhang Lu had the best relationship in school: "Lulu, you have never said that to me."

Zhang Lu told the truth without hesitation: "Because you are not as good as my brother."

Liu Hongyu felt like he was stabbed in the heart.

He took a deep breath and said, "I am the first in our school."

"My brother is..."

Cen Huaian stopped Zhang Lu from arguing, looked at Liu Hongyu calmly, then looked at Zhang Lu and said, "Sister, there is no need to talk about this, the competition is more important."

"Yes!" Zhang Lu nodded immediately, opened the water in the kettle and asked Cen Huaian if she wanted to drink it.

Cen Huaian shook his head, pointed to the kettle on his waist and said, "I have it."

Not long after, the teachers in charge of each team began to call the students. The exam time was about to start, and they had to enter the exam room.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, Cen Huaian and Liu Hongyu were assigned to the same exam room. The two were not far apart, only separated by an aisle.

After handing out the test paper, Cen Huaian flipped through the paper, confirmed that there was no problem with the paper, and lowered his head to answer the questions.

As soon as he is doing something seriously, he will automatically block out the surroundings, and he will not notice people or sounds.

The questions in this competition are difficult. When Cen Huaian was doing it himself, he found many traps. For some questions, if you follow the wrong ideas, you can get a wrong answer that does not look like a wrong answer, which is very confusing.

Cen Huaian carefully jumped over the traps one by one. Compared with the frowns of the players around him, he was in a relaxed state.

Before the others finished the first question, Cen Huaian was about to turn over.

Unlike Cen Huaian who blocked out the surroundings, because Cen Huaian was sitting not far away, Liu Hongyu paid close attention to his situation in answering the questions.

He finished the first question very quickly, and was very proud of himself. He glanced at Cen Huaian next to him, thinking that he must not have finished the first question, after all, that question was so difficult.

Who knew that he had already finished the first page when he turned the page? Liu Hongyu was shocked: How is it possible?

The invigilator came over and knocked on his desk: "Do your own questions, don't look around."

Liu Hongyu couldn't see the answers to the questions that Cen Huaian had done, but he was sure that Cen Huaian had written them randomly because he finished the questions so quickly.

He started to look at the next question, which was more difficult than the first one. Liu Hongyu frowned and tried to think hard.

Although he told himself not to be influenced by Cen Huaian, his mind didn't calm down so quickly, so Liu Hongyu thought for a long time but still had no idea, so he could only hurry to do the next question.

Cen Huaian didn't pay attention to other people's situation. After he finished the whole paper, he carefully checked it twice to make sure there was no mistake. Cen Huaian raised his hand to hand in the paper.

At this time, Liu Hongyu only finished the first question. He stumbled on the following questions and didn't find a perfect answer.

He watched Cen Huaian walk out of the examination room, and he became more anxious.

Liu Hongyu kept saying in his heart: Don't worry, he must have written it randomly...

But it was useless. The pressure of someone handing in the paper was too great. Although the teacher said that there was still a long time before the end of the exam, the contestants in this examination room still tried to speed up their speed in answering questions.

Because the questions were too difficult, one boy started crying as he sat there: "I can't do it, I can't do it."

While crying, he banged his head on the table, which scared the teacher so much that he forced him to hand in his paper and took him out of the exam room.

The rest of the students were even more depressed.

Finally, the exam was over, and everyone, whether they had finished or not, breathed a sigh of relief, finally finishing the exam.

Of course, the contestants who didn't finish their papers had no hope of winning any prizes. Only Liu Hongyu was left sitting in his seat, feeling devastated.

He hadn't finished several questions, and it was over. Before the competition, Liu Hongyu was extremely confident, thinking that even if he couldn't win first place, he would still win first prize.

Now that first prize is far away from him, he only hopes to win second prize, not third prize.

The results of the city's junior high school mathematics competition won't come out so quickly. The judges need time to mark the papers, and we have to wait to know what prize it is.

This competition is very important, because the contestants who win first prize can get a place in the National Junior High School Mathematics League.

After the competition, the teacher did not allow them to move freely. He was afraid that these students would run around and get lost. He personally took them to the cafeteria of Beijing Affiliated High School to eat, and planned to walk around the campus of the Affiliated High School before going back.

However, Cen Huaian was not going to go with them.

Beijing Affiliated High School was far away from Grandpa Jiang's house. Cen Huaian told the teacher that he wanted to go directly to his great-grandmother's house in the afternoon. Cen Zhengnian also told the teacher about this.

The teacher was worried: "Can you take the bus alone? Otherwise, you can go back to school with me first, and then go with your parents later."

"Teacher, I'm not alone. I'm with my sister, she is a competitor of No. 4 Middle School." Cen Huaian pointed in the direction of Zhang Lu, and Zhang Lu immediately waved to them happily.

The teacher thought about it and took Cen Huaian to the team of No. 4 Middle School. Anyway, the players from No. 4 Middle School also have to go back. Since Cen Huaian is going with his sister, he can just take the No. 4 Middle School bus back, which is safe.

These competition teachers know each other. After all, they often bring students out to participate in the competition, and some are college classmates.

The No. 4 Middle School teacher readily agreed: "Okay, leave it to me, don't worry, there will be no problem."

Cen Huaian got on the bus for the players from No. 4 Middle School to go back to school, and he sat with Zhang Lu.

Liu Hongyu, who was sitting not far away, kept looking up at him with resentment in his eyes. Zhang Lu

was careless and did not notice the subtle look cast by the players from No. 4 Middle School. He also asked Cen Huaian: "An An, did you solve the last additional question?"

Cen Huaian nodded and said "Yeah", knowing what Zhang Lu meant. Without waiting for her to ask, he told her his solution.

The other students around him were clearly wary of Cen Huaian, but when he spoke, they all pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

As they listened, some people frowned, some people showed happiness in their eyes, and some people looked confused and didn't understand what was said.

After listening, Zhang Lu said "Ah!" in frustration and slapped her head heavily: "I thought about doing it this way, but there was not enough time, so I didn't write it!"

"It's okay, this is an additional question, you can get the first prize if you can do all the other questions." Cen Huaian comforted her calmly.

Zhang Lu glanced at him, grabbed her hair and sighed: "I'm just not sure if I did everything right before."

The others also looked at Cen Huaian, and their eyes expressed the same meaning: You say it lightly, who can guarantee that they have done everything right before?

Cen Huaian looked at Zhang Lu: "I still remember the answer I wrote."

Zhang Lu stretched out his hand to cover Cen Huaian's mouth, but he moved to the side and said, "I won't tell you."

The students around him looked anxious and regretful: Why don't you tell me? If you tell me, they want to know if their answer is different from his! Even Liu Hongyu thought the same.

Only Zhang Lu patted his chest and put on a happy smile again: "Let me be happy for a while, just as if I did everything right! By the way, I heard that you handed in the papers to the students in your examination room in advance, which caused a lot of psychological pressure."

Cen Huaian frowned: "I didn't notice."

He was used to handing in the papers after finishing: "I'll hand it in later next time."

Why did Zhang Lu know this? Because there were more than just Liu Hongyu and Cen Huaian in their No. 4 Middle School. After they came out, they kept wailing about their bad luck and cried to Zhang Lu: "You said you My brother is so good, why didn't he tell me he would hand in the paper early? "

Zhang Lu said innocently: "I don't know, I haven't taken the exam with him."

Then she patted her classmate on the shoulder and comforted him very considerately: "Don't be sad, even if my brother doesn't hand in the paper early, you can't beat him."

Classmate Zhang Lu: "Zhang Lu, don't talk, I want to be alone and quiet."

This happened before Cen Huaian came to the crowd of players in No. 4 Middle School. Now the students around him don't know what expression to show: Can they control the time to hand in the paper? Why can't they?

Along the way, they only heard Zhang Lu and Cen Huaian talking, and they were so shocked that their faces turned pale. The teacher who had been sleeping all the way was so scared that he asked anxiously: "Are you carsick? Come down and get some fresh air!"

He was still confused in his heart: It shouldn't be, wasn't everyone fine in the morning?

However, the students did not explain to him. The "culprits" Zhang Lu and Cen Huaian, who were unaware of the situation, said goodbye to the teacher and went to the school gate to take the bus.

The other students from No. 4 Middle School who were waiting for the bus at the same bus stop as them all silently moved away from the two.

Zhang Lu still felt strange: "Liu Hongyu, why are you standing so far away? Aren't you in the same car with us?"

Liu Hongyu moved his legs closer, and the arrogance on his face was now almost gone.

Sitting on the bus to Grandpa Jiang's house, Zhang Lu was still very energetic: "An'an, when we get to Grandpa Jiang's house later, you can practice with me. Jiang Weixian is too bad. Every time I ask him to practice with me, he runs faster than a rabbit."

Cen Huaian showed a smile at the corner of his mouth: "You obviously know that he is not practicing well."

Zhang Lu said righteously: "It is because he is not practicing well that he needs to practice more! A boy is so afraid of pain and fatigue."

Liu Hongyu knew that Zhang Lu learned martial arts, and he couldn't help but say: "Lulu, your brother also practices martial arts with you?"

"Yes." Zhang Lu nodded: "We have the same martial arts teacher, and we have been learning together since the beginning."

Liu Hongyu looked at Cen Huaian unexpectedly, and was even more shocked: he is actually a versatile person.

If he knew that Cen Huaian could also play Go, Liu Hongyu would be even more shocked.

When Cen Huaian and Zhang Lu went to Grandpa Jiang's house, Luo Peng was there with Jiang Weixi.

Jiang Weixi was three years old, and she looked the cutest at the moment.

She wore a red cotton shirt and cotton pants, a pair of red cotton shoes, and a red tiger-head hat. She walked swayingly, like a fat baby from a New Year picture.

When Zhang Lu saw her, he immediately ran over, picked up Jiang Weixi and asked, "Xixi, call me sister."

"Sister!"

"Hey!"

"Sister!" Jiang Weixi shouted even louder.

"Hey!"

The two of them shouted and responded, having a lot of fun.

Cen Huaian walked over to the two of them and touched Jiang Weixi's hat. Jiang Weixi immediately turned his head and looked over, shouting happily: "Brother!"

He stretched out his hand for Cen Huaian to hold him.

If Cen Huaian had not learned martial arts, he might not be able to hold Jiang Weixi at his current age, but after learning martial arts, he was very strong and it was not a problem for him to hold the three-year-old Jiang Weixi.

Jiang Weixi liked Cen Huaian the most. As soon as she saw him, she would smile and let him hold her. She had been like this since she was a child.

Even Jiang Zhida was jealous and said: "With An An here, Xixi can't see me as an uncle at all."

The others laughed "Haha", and no one stood on his side, saying that he was not as likable as An An.

Zhang Lu and Cen Huaian took off their cotton padded jackets and practiced in the yard. Jiang Weixi clapped her hands non-stop: "Come on, brother!"

"Come on, sister!"

Luo Peng asked her with a smile: "Xixi, are you cheering for your brother or sister?" Jiang

Weixi said without hesitation: "Come on, both!"

Although Cen Huaian learned better than Jiang Weixian, his talent was not as good as Zhang Lu. After the two practiced for a long time, his weakness was revealed, and Zhang Lu caught it and defeated him.

Zhang Lu took his hand off Cen Huaian's neck, twisted his neck and wrist and said, "It feels good! It's more comfortable to practice with you, An'an. The teacher always hurts me."

"The teacher is correcting your wrong fighting style."

Cen Huaian picked up the towel that Jiang Weixi gave her and said "thank you". Jiang Weixi said very happily, "You're welcome!"

Zhang Lu rubbed Jiang Weixi's face and said, "Are you only giving it to your brother, not your sister?"

"Sister, it's here." Jiang Weixi ran to Luo Peng again, took the towel from her hand and gave it to Zhang Lu.

Zhang Lu squatted down, laughed and rubbed her face.

Jiang Weixi grinned even happier.

When Chuxia came back from the hospital, she saw that Cen Huaian had already prepared the meal.

"Didn't you say you were going to your great-grandmother's house? Why are you back so early?"

Cen Huaian brought the dishes to the table, looked up at Chu Xia and said, "I came back early."

Because Cen Huaian knew that Mom would be very tired after returning from the hospital, he wanted her to have dinner as soon as she got home.

Chu Xia rubbed his head, and her heart suddenly seemed to be hit by something. She was always moved by An An like this.

"Mom, I'll go take food to Dad."

"Okay."

Chu Xia didn't ask Cen Huaian how the exam went today. She never asked him these questions. She would only ask him if anything happened today.

"Mom, today my great-grandmother asked me when I will have a holiday. He wants to take me to a youth Go exchange meeting during the winter vacation."

"Where will the exchange meeting be held?"

"In Beijing. My great-grandmother said that the exchange meeting will last for five days, and he will let me stay at his house for these five days."

Chu Xia looked up at him after hearing this: "Five days, will you miss home?"

Cen Huaian pursed his lips. He would, and he would also miss his father and mother.

Chu Xia pondered for a moment and said: "You go and stay, and I will go to grandpa's house to see you in the middle."

Cen Huaian showed some smile in his eyes: "Okay."

In the evening, when Cen Zhengnian came back, Chu Xia told him what An An said today.

"You haven't been to grandpa's house for a long time. When can you take a break?"

Cen Zhengnian rubbed his brows and said, "I'll try to find time."

At the beginning of this year, their work made a breakthrough and broke some foreign technology monopolies, so this year their enthusiasm for work is even higher, just to achieve more.

Chuxia looked at Cen Zhengnian, he was always so busy, it seemed that there was no time to rest, and sometimes Chuxia felt tired for him.

But Cen Zhengnian never said he was tired, and all the researchers in the institute were the same as him, including Ye Xingxiu, who didn't look as strict as a researcher, but worked very hard.

Chu Xia sighed: "If you can't find the time, forget it."

Cen Zhengnian shook his head: "I really haven't seen grandpa for a long time."

When Cen Zhengnian finally had a day off, An An had already had his winter vacation, and his competition results were also released.

It was a first prize, and the first place in this city mathematics competition. The Olympiad teacher was very excited: "You are the only first prize in our school. You have won great honor for the school. You can participate in the national league next spring!"

Participating in the national league was something that Cen Huaian's teacher only dared to think about in his heart, because their school was not as good as Beijing Affiliated Middle School and No. 4 Middle School.

But now, he can say it, and Cen Huaian is still the first place, and he taught him! The teacher couldn't calm down his inner joy at all, and pulled the principal to drink half a bottle of wine.

On the day of rest, Cen Zheng went to Grandpa Jiang's house with Chuxia and An'an.

Jiang Zhida just came back from Guangzhou to buy goods. When he saw Chuxia, he immediately said happily: "Cousin, I know a good person in Guangzhou. He is from the same hometown as you."