Daddy Academy

Chapter 1063
The sky was getting dark, Xiaonian's stomach was rumbling, she was hungry.The three of them left the bookstore and walked into the bustling street market. Xiao Nian happily carried a brand new small schoolbag and held a newly bought picture book in his arms. He couldn't wait to continue reading as he walked.

"Don't read picture books while walking, have you forgotten what grandpa said before? Pay attention to traffic safety." Yang Lan urged.

"Then I'll put the picture book in my schoolbag."

The three turned into Huangjia Village from West Chang'an Street, and when they passed the little red horse, they heard the laughter of children coming from inside.

"It's Xi'er~" Xiaonian recognized who it was after hearing one sentence.

"Let's go home for dinner first, and we'll send you to the little red horse after dinner," Yang Lan said.

After passing through the deep alley, the three of them returned home. After dinner, Lao Chen sent Xiao Nian to the little red horse, and then returned.

Under the eaves, Yang Lan was washing clothes. Old Chen moved a stool out and put it behind her.

"Sit on a stool, don't squat, it's easy to get dizzy."

"Just squatting for a while." Yang Lan said while sitting down, "Go read a book."

When Lao Chen returned to the house, he took out the brand new "Plumber's Operation Guide" he had just bought, sat under the lamp, squinted his eyes to read, and put the book far away.

Looking at it, he couldn't help frowning. It was very difficult to read, and he couldn't understand many places.He is good at water and electricity maintenance, but it is very difficult to connect practice with theory.

He expected such difficulties. Although it was very difficult, he did not give up easily and continued to study hard.

After Yang Lan finished washing her clothes, she hung them to dry in the yard, and the evening wind blew, blowing Xiaonian's vest. Looking over the vest, she could see a round moon quietly hanging in mid-air. nice.It was very quiet around, only the chirping of crickets.

She looked back into the room, old Chen was like a weather-beaten sculpture, sitting motionless under the yellowed light bulb, as if falling asleep, but the occasional actions of flipping through books told her that Old Chen was absorbed in reading.

She wanted to go back to the house, but in order not to disturb Lao Chen, she continued to sit in the yard, watching the evening wind blowing the clothes to dry, listening to the chirping of small insects, smelling the natural fragrance of the fruits and vegetables in the garden, Until, footsteps sounded behind her, and before she could turn around, a piece of clothing fell on her shoulders.

"It's very windy, wear more clothes, don't catch a cold."

"Have you finished reading the book?"

"Come and sit inside."

When the two returned to the house, Yang Lan looked at the book on the table. The book was not closed, but one of the pages was opened.

"Are you ok?"

"what?"

"Is it okay? Isn't it difficult?"

"It's not difficult."

"That's good, you can continue reading, I'll go to the kitchen."

Lao Chen continued to pick up the book and read it hard, but it was difficult to concentrate.

When people get older, their energy is not as good as before, and their attention can't last long.

He pondered a few places he didn't understand, thought about it, couldn't understand it, and decided to ask Lao Li later when he picked up Xiaonian.

He knew that Lao Li knew about water and electricity.He had seen Lao Li electrify the signboard at the entrance of the Little Red Horse, and the two had a conversation about it. What surprised him was that Lao Li, a retired university professor, knew a lot about water and electricity maintenance. Lao Li is maintaining.

There was a soft sound of pipa in the room. It was Yang Lan who turned on the recorder and sang Pingtan, an opera that people in Pujiang, Suzhou and Hangzhou loved to listen to.A man is singing in Wu dialect, Yang Lan likes to hear it very much.

If the two of them don't have to go to work at night, they basically stay at home, doing housework, chatting, or listening to operas, but these songs are too old, and they have listened to them countless times, and they have never bought new tapes.

Lao Chen tried to find time to buy it several times, but he always forgot that when people get older, their memory will not be good.

Seeing Lao Chen turning his head to look over, Yang Lan hastily turned off the tape recorder.

"Did it bother you?"

"No, just listen."

"Don't listen."

"Something sounds better, it's so quiet."

"The book is difficult, isn't it?"

"I'm too old."

"Where is it?"

"I took the exam at a young age, wouldn't it be shameful?"

"Strange, what's so outrageous?"

"It just... feels like we are competing with young people for jobs. We should have abdicated long ago."

"No, no, for them, this should be a bigger incentive. Although we are older, we are still working hard. Isn't this something to be proud of?"

"Still not feeling well."

"It's not bad to live a better life with your own hard work. Does hard work have to be divided into ages?"

"..."

"Then let's set a good example for Xiaonian. We can say to her, look, your grandpa is still studying hard at such an old age, and you should work hard in kindergarten. This is not just encouraging her, It is much more useful to urge her, this is a role model around her."

"You must not say that I am afraid that I will fail the exam and become a negative example."

"Effort is a process, the result is of course very important, but the gains in the process are also great, because this is our attitude towards things."

"You are still so eloquent, and you have suffered too much with me."

"I think you want to be lazy, let me read a book with you."

"You don't understand."

"I know physical chemistry."

……

Young people only need to put in half of their energy, while Old Chen has to put in 100% of his efforts, or even more. He feels more and more that not only is he old physically, but also internally, such as memory and comprehension, he has degenerated. Yes, the truth that I used to be confident and easy to grasp, now I have to think about it for a while.

He didn't have time to sigh these things, it was late at night, he went out to go to the little red horse to pick up Xiaonian and go home.

The outside of the house is very quiet and dark. Only when you stretch your neck to look further away can you see patches of bright lights, which make this place more and more like the eye of a dark storm.

"I'll go with you." Yang Lan picked up the flashlight and went out with Lao Chen.

"Lock the door."

"Just lock the outside yard door, we have nothing to steal from our house."

"Chicks and ducklings are growing up."

The two walked in the deep alley, like walking on a mountain road in the countryside, until there were more shops on both sides, but most of them were empty, and the boss was sitting alone in the small shop, watching TV or playing with mobile phones.

When they were about to walk out of Huangjia Village, a motorcycle jumped out from behind them quickly, which startled the two of them. The two riders were wearing helmets, and they didn't seem to notice them. They looked back in surprise. They glanced at each other without stopping, and walked away.

Yang Lan murmured and complained about this, the alley is so narrow, and the alley is so fast, so accidents are easy to happen.

As soon as she finished chanting, she heard a muffled groan coming from more than ten meters ahead. At this time, the motorcycle wobbled, turned a corner, and turned into West Chang'an Street.

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