Chapter 65 (Second Update)
Sixty-five:
“Your brother.” Mu Feng’s words were concise and to the point, a single, decisive blow.
Mu Shaoyan: ...
Mu Shaoyan thought to himself that it was because he was too young. If he were 25 years old this year, he would also be qualified to raise Ye Qingxi.
It's all because he was born at the wrong time.
“My brother isn’t here.” Mu Shaoyan said stiffly, “Right now, in this family, Xiaoxi and I are the closest people.”
Mu Feng: ...
Mu Feng was too lazy to waste his breath arguing with him about this.
He only asked, "So you don't like him?"
"who?"
"Your tutor."
Mu Shaoyan: ? ? ? ! ! !
Mu Shaoyan was speechless. "He's a man!"
"So what if it's a guy? Can't a guy like other guys? Your brother likes other guys, doesn't he?"
Mu Shaoyan: ...
His brother, his brother again! His brother really doesn't forget to trip him up even after he's gone!
"You can't force me to like it just because my brother likes it, since I don't."
"real?"
"Or should I swear an oath to you?"
Mu Feng: "No need for that."
Given Mu Shaoyan's personality, he wouldn't do anything roundabout. If he says he doesn't like it, then he probably doesn't like it.
Moreover, judging from his current expression and attitude, he certainly doesn't seem to like the other person.
"Go back now," Mu Feng said, dismissing him.
Mu Shaoyan: ...
"So you called me down here just for this?"
"What's wrong, did you get tired, Young Master Mu?"
Mu Shaoyan: ...
Mu Shaoyan didn't understand.
How can he always be so self-righteous?
He is right, and he is absolutely certain of it.
He was wrong, but he was also self-righteous.
"My mom must have had a tough time dating you back then," Mu Shaoyan thought, wanting to complain, but he didn't dare to actually say it.
If he says that, he'll probably be kneeling in front of his mother's photo again tonight.
Mu Shaoyan stood up. "Let's go."
Mu Feng watched him turn and leave, thinking to himself that it wasn't that he was interested in the other person, but that he genuinely just wanted to learn.
Why?
What has he been through these past few days?
How come you suddenly understood again?
After thinking it over, Mu Feng could only think of the fact that Ye Qingxi had been video chatting with Mu Shaoyan every night to do her homework together, and that she had been studying with Mu Shaoyan in his room on weekends.
Could it be related to this?
Just as he was thinking this, Ye Qingxi came out after taking a shower.
Mu Feng stepped forward, took the hairdryer from Ye Qingxi's hand, and started drying his hair.
After he finished playing the flute, he asked Ye Qingxi, "Why has your uncle suddenly started taking extra classes?"
"Because he doesn't know how to do many of the questions," Ye Qingxi said deliberately in a matter-of-fact tone.
Why did he suddenly start doing math problems?
"Because I sent him my homework, he sent me his homework too, and then we did our homework together."
Mu Feng: ...
Mu Feng felt that Ye Qingxi didn't quite understand what he meant.
But that didn't stop him from thinking that he roughly understood.
Mu Shaoyan is the elder.
There were no younger children in his family before; all the older ones were his older brothers and sisters. Everyone knew each other from a young age, so Mu Shaoyan didn't care about his image and didn't think he had any image to speak of.
But now, Ye Qingxi has arrived.
He became the youngest in the family. Mu Shaoyan liked Ye Qingxi, so he, as an elder, unconsciously picked up his own elder's baggage, hoping to have a good image in Ye Qingxi's eyes.
So when Ye Qingxi invited him to do his homework together, he felt embarrassed to refuse and could only bite the bullet and write. After writing, he found that there were many things he didn't know how to do, and in order to maintain his elder's image, he had no choice but to learn them.
"Xiao Xi, why did you send him homework?" Mu Feng asked him. "Do you want someone to do your homework with you? If you do, you can ask Xiao Cheng or Pei Liang to do it with you."
"No need," Ye Qingxi refused. "I'll have my uncle accompany me."
He turned to look at Mu Feng, "Grandpa, I deliberately gave the homework to my uncle."
"Oh?" Mu Feng raised an eyebrow.
Ye Qingxi laughed and said, "Pei Liang thinks that Zhong Yan doesn't like to do his homework, so he makes them do it with him at school, or he video calls them after they get home to ask if they have done their homework and when they will do it. He then does it with them now."
“Zhong Yan had no choice but to write with him.”
"So when he encounters a problem he doesn't know how to solve, he can ask Pei Liang, and then he won't be unable to understand the teacher's lessons."
“When I went to see my uncle that day, I heard my eldest uncle talking to him, saying that his grades were not good and that he should study harder. I also wanted my uncle to study hard, so I did what Pei Liang did and sent him my homework, and asked him to send me his homework too, so we could do our homework together.”
"I just can't understand my uncle's homework, so I can't explain it to him. I originally wanted him to ask the teacher, but he found himself a tutor. Now he can ask his tutor anytime, and his grades will definitely improve gradually. My uncle won't have to worry about him anymore."
Mu Feng listened, looking at him in surprise.
He now understood why Ye Qingxi always went to Mu Shaoyan's room to do her homework on weekends, and why he insisted on accompanying Mu Shaoyan to his tutoring class tonight.
He wasn't just accompanying him; he was also keeping an eye on him.
See if he studies hard and listens attentively in class.
Mu Zheng really doesn't need to worry about Mu Shaoyan anymore, because Ye Qingxi has already taken care of everything herself.
"Aren't you tired?" Mu Feng looked at him. "How old are you? Why are you still worrying about him?"
“Pei Liang and Zhong Yan are good friends, so Pei Liang has to take care of them. My uncle is my uncle, so of course I have to take care of him,” Ye Qingxi said. “Besides, my grandfather said that children should study hard and read books. My uncle is still in school, so he is also a child and should study hard and read books.”
As Mu Feng listened, he felt a strange sense of overlap in time.
He felt as if he had returned to many years ago, to when he was still young, to that year when Ye Min looked at him amidst the mountains and rivers and advised him to study hard.
He always thought that only if Mu Shaoyan went to Fenghua County like him, and experienced the hardships of life firsthand, could he feel ashamed and then strive to improve, and realize what he had wasted.
But now, he suddenly realizes that he has been wrong all along.
What changed him was not Fenghua County, but Ye Min of Fenghua County.
Therefore, Mu Shaoyan doesn't necessarily need to experience human suffering. He just needs to meet the right person, someone who can change him, someone who can make him willing to change and take the initiative to work hard.
And he did indeed encounter it.
More than forty years ago, he met Ye Min, which changed his life.
More than forty years later, his son met Ye Min's grandson, which would change his life forever.
How can this not be a coincidence of fate, a marvel of life's encounters?
Looking at the child in front of him, Mu Feng felt that all things have a spirit, and that fate is predetermined. Perhaps there really is such a thing as destiny in this world.
Ye Qingxi was Mu Shaoyan's destined one.
He raised his hand and touched Ye Qingxi's face, his eyes filled with emotion and gratitude.
“Your uncle should be grateful to you for the rest of his life,” he said.
If Mu Shaoyan had any conscience, he should love him for the rest of his life.
Love him well.
Ye Qingxi felt there was no need for that.
Life is long, and he only did simple things. Anyone would have done the same thing. It's just that he was young and knew about Mu Shaoyan's fate, so he took advantage of the situation.
He doesn't need Mu Shaoyan to thank him for a lifetime; he only needs Mu Shaoyan to get into a good university and change his destiny.
In this way, Mu Shaoyan won't die, Mu Shaowu and Mu Zheng won't be heartbroken, and Mu Feng won't kill anyone.
That's good, as long as they are all safe and happy.
—He is genuine, and I hope his family will be alright.
Everyone is doing well.
The whole family is fine.
However, judging from Mu Feng's expression, he seems to have believed what he said.
Ye Qingxi breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he had Pei Liang by his side. Luckily, Pei Liang was always encouraging his friends, which gave him the excuse.
Otherwise, he would probably still be figuring out how to convince Mu Feng right now.
Now that Mu Shaoyan has decided to study hard, his grades will definitely improve. When his family finds out, they will naturally ask him why he suddenly realized his mistake and started studying.
If you rely on Mu Shaoyan himself, he can probably only stubbornly say, "Why can't I start learning?" without giving any suitable excuse.
So Ye Qingxi simply thought of a solution for him.
Anyway, Mu Shaoyan just didn't want people to know that he wanted to take the entrance exam for A University so that his little nephew wouldn't be someone else's lackey. So he just needed to help him keep that a secret.
Ye Qingxi thought that when she met Mu Shaoyan tomorrow, she could teach him this set of words, and then he could use it to deal with other people.
Perfect!
Ye Qingxi was very satisfied.
"Grandpa, let's go to sleep," he said with a smile.
Looking at his smile, Mu Feng felt deeply moved and comforted.
He took a shower, then held Ye Qingxi in his arms and told him a bedtime story.
Ye Qingxi had been busy all day, and was quickly lulled to sleep by his monotone voice, closing her eyes.
Mu Feng looked at him; in the dim light, Ye Qingxi slept peacefully and soundly.
His breathing was light, just like his life now; it seemed as if it would break at the slightest exertion.
Despite being so young and weak, he was trying his best to support the people around him.
Qin Cheng might be Mu Zheng's son, so he has to take care of him; Mu Shaoyan's academic performance is not good, so he also has to take care of him.
He's the one who should be worrying the most, yet he keeps worrying about other people.
He's small in stature but incredibly clever.
Mu Feng touched his little face and thought to himself, "Luckily, Li Wanqin didn't show up when Ye Min was seriously ill."
Otherwise, as her biological mother, she would naturally have more right and priority to raise Ye Qingxi.
But with Ye Qingxi's personality, going to her would only result in getting hurt.
Extreme intelligence is bound to bring harm, and deep affection is short-lived.
The more he loves his mother and the more he wants to be a part of her family, the more deeply he will be hurt.
But ironically, he is also someone who is willing to give and is willing to make sacrifices.
It will only leave you scarred and battered.
Mu Feng hugged him tighter and turned off the light.
Once again, I felt the weight of destiny.
Ye Qingxi was destined to be their child, and he would raise her.
And he will not let anyone hurt him, including his children.
When the alarm clock rang again, Ye Qingxi was woken up by Mu Feng, got up, and prepared to go to school.
Today's breakfast is steamed buns made by Duan's mother.
Mu Feng took only one bite and immediately realized it wasn't Zhang Sao's cooking.
"Did you change the recipe?" he asked Aunt Zhang.
"No," Aunt Zhang said with a smile, "Xiao Xi brought it back last night, saying that we'd be having this at home this morning."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingxi nodded and said, "It was made by the mother of the student my uncle was tutoring."
"She gave it to us."
Mu Feng nodded.
Ye Qingxi picked one up and took a bite.
To his surprise, the buns were unexpectedly delicious.
"Grandpa, do you think it's delicious?" Ye Qingxi asked.
"It's alright," Mu Feng said indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Mu Shaoyan quickly picked one up and said, "Let me taste it."
After he finished speaking, he took a bite, and the juice of the fresh meat instantly filled his mouth, carrying a sweet and delicious meaty aroma.
"Not bad," Mu Shaoyan exclaimed. "Duan Yi's mother is really good at making steamed buns!"
It tastes even better than the steamed buns he had at the popular online steamed bun shop before.
Ye Qingxi thought so too.
He had originally planned to accept the buns first, and then tell Duan Yi's mother that the buns were delicious, that he liked them very much, and that he wanted to buy some more.
Now it seems we could definitely buy more!
In this way, Duan Yi's mother wouldn't have to go out early in the morning to sell steamed buns; she could just sell them to him.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingxi wanted to try other fillings to see if they were as delicious as the meat filling.
However, Duan Yi's mother was too sincere. Although she made two kinds of dumplings, she filled them with meat filling and didn't put in any vegetarian filling because she was sending them to Mu Shaoyan and Ye Qingxi—her son's classmate and his classmate's nephew.
Ye Qingxi: ...She really is, very simple and kind.
Then I'll just have to wait until next time to buy some other fillings.
Ye Qingxi finished her soy milk, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and got into Li Wei's car with Mu Shaoyan.
When Ye Qingxi arrived at school, she had just sat down in the classroom and was taking her books out of her bag when she heard Chen Xiang loudly proclaim to the students around him, "Let me tell you, the teacher is definitely going to announce something big today."
"What?" the student asked curiously.
Ye Qingxi continued to take out books, and just as he was doing so, he heard Chen Xiang say, "Our sports meet is about to start!"
My classmate next to me exclaimed, "Wow!"
For kids, anything is fine as long as they don't have to go to school.
How did you know?
“My friend told me that he’s in Class 2, and his teacher told him yesterday afternoon.”
When will it open?
How many days will it be open?
Are your parents coming to the sports meet this time?
Ye Qingxi, who was picking up her textbook: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi, who had never participated in a school sports meet before: ? ? ?
Parents are also attending the school sports meet?
Seriously?
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