Chapter 87 It’s always good to have more knowledge in your smart little head

Mo Jialin's prayer failed, and Aunt Zhong, who was good at managing the household, insisted on cooking by herself.

Aunt Zhong is frugal. She would buy a fish that had just died, add some tofu and various leftover fruits and vegetables at home, and stew them in a pot to make a rich meal.

In her opinion, being able to eat well and wear warm clothes is a very happy thing these days.

Tonight is another pot of stew where you can't even tell the original appearance of the ingredients.

Well, a little salty.

Mo Jialin managed to eat his fill by imagining the delicious food at Fu Yuanhang's house.

I kind of miss the egg cake that Fu Yuanhang sent me that day. What should I do?

Mr. Mo has gotten used to it. No matter what Aunt Zhong does, he can eat it without changing his expression.

"How is your relationship with Mr. Fu's lover?" Mr. Mo suddenly asked Aunt Zhong after finishing the last mouthful of rice with vegetable juice.

Aunt Zhong didn't know why he asked that: "It's pretty good. Didn't she give me the land to plant? She also sent cakes to our Mumu. She is a very nice person."

Engineer Mo nodded and said without any context, "That's fine."

Having been married for decades, Aunt Zhong usually knew what Mr. Mo was up to when he raised his tail, but today she was confused by his chat: "No, what do you mean?"

Mr. Mo shook his head: "No, I just think she's a nice person, so I want you to get along well with her and not offend her for no reason."

Auntie Zhong got angry and hit Engineer Mo: "Just tell me clearly, when have I ever offended anyone? I always go out with a smile on my face and greet everyone with a smile. I dare say that no one in the entire base is as popular as me."

Good-tempered Mr. Mo smiled and dodged his wife's clutches, apologized and said, "Yes, yes, I was wrong, okay? By the way, how long has it been since we received a letter from Gigi?"

Mo Gong changed the subject.

Auntie Zhong became worried when she mentioned her eldest son. She counted on her fingers and said, "It's been three months."

After graduating from high school, Aunt Zhong and Mr. Mo's eldest son, Mo Jiazhe, went to work in a steel factory. He faced a big boiler all day long, and it was stuffy and hot. His life was even harder than going to the countryside. Many times, Aunt Zhong wanted to let him go to the countryside.

Mok Ka-cheh always reported good news but not worries. In every letter he wrote, he said that everything was fine and that he was happy working with his coworkers, and told them not to worry.

Last year, my thigh was burned by a stove and I was hospitalized for almost a month. Aunt Zhong only found out about this when she called their workplace.

He is almost 22 years old. He had a blind date with a girl before, and Mo Jiazhe liked her, but she disliked his job, so the relationship didn't work out.

After that, Mo Jiazhe was unwilling to even go to see her, so how could I not be worried?

Mr. Mo did not expect to bring up his wife's sorrow, so he said to his youngest son, "Mumu, write a letter to your eldest brother, telling him that your mother misses him and asks him to come back during the holiday."

Mumu responded quickly: "Okay, I'll write it right away."

Mumu also misses her elder brother. The food he cooks tastes much better than what his mother cooks.

The food at Mr. Fu’s house is different.

Brothers Fu Zhengtu and Fu Yuanhang do feel that they are very happy.

Braised pig's trotters with fermented bean curd and peanuts is one of Fu Yuanhang's favorite dishes. When he was in the village, he would eat three bowls of rice every time Su Taotao cooked this dish.

Tonight was no exception. Fu Yuanhang had no idea how many bowls of coarse grain rice he had eaten. He scraped the last bit of the pot clean and ate the last drop of soup until his belly was full.

Afterwards he rushed to wash the dishes, saying that he wanted to help digest the food.

Chenchen went to play with Baibai again.

Su Taotao came out of the shower and told Fu Zhengtu about the enlightenment given to Chenchen. After she finished speaking, her expression was a little worried:

"Fu Zhengtu, Chenchen is much smarter than other children. I don't know how to teach him, and I'm also worried about how he will go to school in the future."

It would be a shame if such a good seedling was not taught well.

"Don't worry, we will teach you the way we should, and you can skip grades if necessary," Fu Zhengtu said. "When I was a kid, I was smarter than my peers and skipped three grades."

No wonder.

Su Taotao tilted her head and looked at him.

"Su Taotao" is not very smart, Chen Chen's IQ is inherited from Fu Zhengtu.

Fu Zhengtu is the youngest scientific researcher at his level.

When others graduated from undergraduate studies, he had already graduated from graduate school.

In his twenties, people already respectfully addressed him as Fu Gong.

Zhang Chuncheng, who is one level below him, is already over thirty years old.

His college classmate Zhou Zheng is still an ordinary clerk.

The path of genius is lonely, and one is destined to be one step ahead of others.

But Su Taotao hopes Chen Chen can have a happy childhood.

Su Taotao looked at the child's bright smile and couldn't help but smile knowingly: "Chenchen, slow down a bit."

Chen Chen hugged Bai Bai and rubbed against her, then gave Su Tao Tao an angelic smile: "I know~~Mom~~"

She worked hard to raise such a happy child.

"Does Chen Chen have to skip a grade?"

Su Taotao looked at Chen Chen, and Fu Zhengtu looked at Su Taotao.

"It's too early to say. We'll see what he wants when the time comes. Even if he knows everything, he won't be happy if he still has to sit in a lower grade class."

Su Taotao tilted her head to look at him: "Were you like this when you were a kid?"

Fu Zhengtu nodded: "Almost."

The evening breeze blew Su Taotao's hair, and Fu Zhengtu's slender fingers tucked it behind her ears: "The leadership team responded well to the plan. The deputy dean wants to talk to you in person."

Su Taotao expected this, and without asking for details, she nodded: "Then I will go to work with you tomorrow."

Fu Zhengtu: "Don't worry, if you want to sleep a little longer, go there in the afternoon."

Su Taotao shook her head: "Let's go in the morning. If we don't have time to make lunch, we can eat in the cafeteria. It's been a long time since we went to the cafeteria. Remember to tell Xiaohang to wait for us in the cafeteria after school at noon."

Fu Zhengtu agreed to everything she said: "Okay."

Su Taotao: "By the way, we don't have much coarse grain at home. I will get up tomorrow morning to make breakfast. You don't have to go to the canteen. Go to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy two bags of coarse grain. Buy more taro. I haven't made braised rice for a long time. Xiaohang likes it."

There is a fixed quota for fine grains and coarse grains in the food supply. Extra fine grains are generally not available unless you go to the black market. However, the island has its own coarse grain planting base, so sweet potatoes, taro, potatoes, etc. are generally sufficient.

Fu Yuanhang's household registration and food relationship have not been transferred yet. Fortunately, Su Taotao doesn't eat much staple food, otherwise the fine grains will not be enough.

Fu Zhengtu knew that Su Taotao and Chenchen both liked to eat fine grains, but they had been eating mixed-grain rice recently, with more coarse grains than fine grains. He guessed that the fine grains were not enough: "I will use the coarse grains to exchange for some fine grains from other families tomorrow."

Su Taotao half-closed her eyes and lazily blew the sea breeze: "Can I change it?"

Fu Zhengtu: “Sure.” Just add some money.

Su Taotao was particularly sleepy today and began to feel drowsy. She murmured, "That's good. I'll have to eat white rice tomorrow..."

Fu Zhengtu picked her up and held her on his lap. Su Taotao yawned delicately, found a comfortable position and rubbed herself against it. This time she really fell asleep.

Chenchen came over holding Baibai and was about to call "Mom", but Fu Zhengtu shook his head slightly at him, turned around and went upstairs holding Su Taotao.

Chenchen stared at his father and mother's backs with wide eyes, looking a little worried.

Fu Yuanhang came out of the bathroom and rubbed his nephew's head: "Come on, go upstairs and sleep, uncle will tell you a story."

Chen Chen: "Mom~~Is it vegetarian or not?~~I'm sick~~"

Fu Yuanhang took Baibai from Chenchen's arms, held his little hand, smiled and shook his head: "No, it's time to go to bed, do you want your uncle to hold you?"

Chen Chen shook his head: "No~~Send it away~~"

Fu Zhengtu tiptoed and put Su Taotao down, and gently kissed her forehead.

He went downstairs again, brought up the electric fan, turned it on and directed it towards her, then walked out of the room and went to the dusty room.

Fu Zhengtu seldom came to see them at night; it was Su Taotao who occasionally came over to read stories to Chenchen.

Fu Yuanhang fell asleep with dust in his eyes, and then got up again: "Brother, is there anything wrong?"

Fu Zhengtu: "We'll have lunch in the cafeteria tomorrow. Go straight there after school."

Fu Yuanhang nodded: "Okay, I know."

Fu Zhengtu sat down next to his son, touched his little head, and asked him, "Did mom ask you to recite the Three Character Classic today?"

Chen Chen nodded: "Yes~~"

Fu Zhengtu asked again: "How many sentences did you teach?"

Chenchen used his chubby fingers to count, and after counting all ten fingers, he still felt it was not enough, so he spread out his hands and said, "There are more than my hands~~"

Fu Zhengtu: "Do you still remember?"

Chen Chen nodded: "When people are born, their nature is good..."

Keep reciting until "Taught five sons, and all of them became famous."

"Mama taught me so much."

The sixteen sentences that Su Taotao taught during the day were repeated word for word.

Fu Zhengtu rubbed his head again and imitated Su Taotao's tone: "Great, Dad will teach you eight more sentences. Read them to Mom tomorrow morning. Can you remember them?"

Chen Chen actually had no idea how many eight sentences were, but he thought it was easy to remember three words at a time, so he puffed out his chest and said, "Yes~~"

Fu Zhengtu said slowly: "If a child is not taught, it is the fault of the father..."

Until "If you don't learn when you are young, what will you do when you are old?"

Chen Chen remembered it after repeating it twice.

He memorized it together with the sixteen sentences that Su Taotao had taught him in the morning.

He is indeed smarter than he was when he was a child, Fu Zhengtu thought.

"When you grow up a little bit, Dad will explain to you what it means. Now Dad hopes that you can remember 'If you don't learn when you are young, what will you do when you grow old?' Okay?"

Chen Chen shook his head: "Remember them all~~"

Fu Zhengtu curled his lips and touched his head: "Well, great."

Then she turned to Fu Yuanhang and said, "When my eldest brother was not at home, I should have taught you the Three Character Classic, Hundred Family Names, and Thousand Character Classic, which are enlightenment books."

Fu Yuanhang nodded: "I have taught you."

Fu Zhengtu said: "You can give Chen Chen some enlightenment when you have time. He will remember it."

Fu Yuanhang remembered that his mother taught him when he was four or five years old. He looked at his nephew who just turned two years old. Although "if you don't learn when you are young, what will you do when you are old", isn't Chenchen a little too young?

Chen Chen looked at his uncle with excitement.

Fu Yuanhang: “…”

Well, Chenchen is smarter than him, and it won't hurt to add more knowledge to such a smart little head.

"Okay, bro."

…

After Fu Zhengtu left and turned off the lights, Fu Yuanhang said to Chenchen, "Chenchen, if you don't want to learn, you have to tell your uncle. If you feel tired, you have to tell him. Your sister-in-law won't force you."

Chenchen was also drowsy, mumbling: "I want to eat~~Remember~~It's fun~~"

Fu Yuanhang: “…”

"Go to sleep."

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