361 I want to learn to write~~

New Year's Day.

The radio started playing New Year songs early in the morning, and the courtyard was filled with the festive sound of "Congratulations, congratulations."

Little Chenchen rubbed his eyes with his chubby little hands and woke up to the sound of singing.

Fu Yuanhang heard the noise from the bedside and put down the book in his hand: "Chenchen is awake? Happy New Year."

The child opened his eyes with great difficulty, showing his small teeth: "Happy New Year, little uncle~~"

Fu Yuanhang put down his book and walked over to help the child put on new clothes: "There is a red envelope under the pillow. Take it out and have a look."

"Ah~~" Chen Chen covered the sleeve of his new clothes with one hand and touched the bottom of the pillow with the other.

The child immediately took out five red envelopes and counted on his fingers: "Five, Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, and Uncle, five is just right~~"

"Ah~~ This is a mommy, with words:

'Happy New Year, little friend Chenchen. You will be three years old after the New Year. Mommy wishes you happiness, safety and health every day. Love you~~'

Ahaha~~ Thank you Mama, I love Mama too~~"

Chenchen was very happy because this was the first "letter" belonging to him that he had received since he learned to read.

The children have been learning to read with Fu Yuanhang recently.

It should be said that the whole family consciously taught him to read, and whenever they saw a word, they would tell him what it was.

The children are so smart, they can remember things immediately. When they encounter unfamiliar words, they know to ask and then write them down.

Over time, I have learned quite a few words.

Chenchen opened the red envelope and found two bills worth one yuan each inside.

People in the family often bring Chen Chen to buy things, and he knows all the money.

"Wow, two dollars, uncle, I have grown up and can have my own money~~"

Fu Yuanhang touched the child's head and said, "Well, Chenchen is one year older after the Chinese New Year. You can save the money or use it to buy things you like."

Chen Chen nodded slowly and stuffed the money back into the red envelope: "Yeah~~"

Except for Su Taotao, there was no writing on the other red envelopes. The children were a little disappointed when they found that they could not use their own reading skills.

"Uncle, which one is yours? Why don't you write Happy New Year to Chenchen or your own name? How should I know which one is the one you gave me~~"

Fu Yuanhang: “…”

"Uncle forgot, how about I fill it in for you now?"

Chen Chen nodded continuously and said with a smile: "Very good~~"

Fu Yuanhang took the red envelope he had given to Chen Chen and walked aside to write a blessing and signature for the child.

When he got it back, Chenchen happily read aloud: "Happy New Year to Chenchen, grow up quickly, little uncle~~"

"I pronounced it correctly, am I really awesome~~"

Chenchen blinked his big eyes and looked at his uncle with anticipation.

Fu Yuanhang couldn't help laughing: "Chenchen is amazing. He can recognize so many words."

Chen Chen opened the red envelope with satisfaction, and found one dollar.

He smiled and stuffed the money back, put the red envelope aside, put on his own socks, picked up the red envelope again, and ran downstairs:

"I'm going to write with my dad and grandma~~"

Su Taotao got up very early today and was preparing breakfast with Zhou Linglan in the kitchen.

As for Fu Zhengtu, he went for morning exercise without fail and probably had to run ten kilometers before coming back.

"Grandma~~Mom~~Happy New Year~~" The little kid's trailing baby voice reappears in the audience.

Zhou Linglan smiled widely: "Okay, okay, the dust has settled, Happy New Year, Happy New Year!"

Su Taotao bent down, picked up the child and kissed him: "After waking up from a nap, our child has grown another year older. What is your New Year's wish this year, Chenchen?"

Chen Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled, tilting his head to think for a while: "I want to learn how to write~~"

Su Taotao: “???” What kind of wish is this? Taking the initiative to request additional learning tasks?

She really couldn't keep up with the genius's train of thought.

Chenchen handed several red envelopes to Zhou Linglan: "Grandma, if you don't write a word, I don't know which red envelope you gave to Chenchen~~"

“Writing?” This was the first time Zhou Linglan heard that there had to be writing on the red envelope for New Year’s Eve.

Chen Chen showed Zhou Linglan the "templates" of Su Taotao and Fu Yuanhang: "It's just like that. I only knew which one you gave me after I saw the names~~"

Zhou Linglan couldn't help laughing: "Yes, yes, it was grandma who neglected it. I'll make it up to you now."

Chenchen yelled: "And Grandpa, grandma, didn't grandpa say anything when he asked you to give me the red envelope~~"

Zhou Linglan's smile froze for a moment, then softened again: "Yes, I'll write it down for him."

Chen Chen clapped his hands: "So easy to provoke~~"

Su Taotao touched the child's head and said, "Go wash up, and come over for breakfast."

Chen Chen had just finished washing up and came out when Fu Zhengtu also came back.

The little boy with short legs and big eyes lit up, and he ran over to hug his father's long legs: "Happy New Year, Dad~~"

Fu Zhengtu smiled, bent down and picked up the child: "Happy New Year."

The child dug into the duck's pocket and deliberately asked, "Daddy, which red envelope did you give me~~"

Fu Zhengtu packed it himself, and he could tell it at a glance. He took it out and gave it to him: "This one."

The child said innocently: "But if you don't write your name, I won't know. Look at my mother~~"

Chenchen started showing off his "template" again.

Su Taotao wanted to laugh when she heard this.

Fu Zhengtu touched his little head and said, "Well, it's Dad's fault. I'll make it up to you now."

After all the operations, the child finally received the long-awaited red envelope with words on it. He showed off his knowledge of words and read it to the whole family while sitting in his own special little chair.

What Zhou Linglan wrote was similar to what Fu Yuanhang wrote. Both red envelopes said something like "Happy New Year, grow up safely" or something like that.

Dust offers no lexicon and no surprises.

As for Fu Zhengtu——

Chenchen seemed to have discovered a new continent. He finally found a word he didn't recognize and asked excitedly, "Hey, Dad, what's the word 'sen'~~"

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