Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

In less than a day, the news that the little guy could write the English alphabet spread throughout Kyoto University.

Although Shen Zhihuan's donation of 10,000 yuan to the orphanage in the name of the little one and 10,000 yuan to the nursing home in the name of several old men was not widely publicized, there is no wall that is impenetrable in this world.

Because of these two things, the little guy has become the most envied person in everyone's heart.

after all……

But not everyone has such a domineering mother.

Now, when the news spread that the little guy could write the English alphabet just by looking at it, everyone couldn't help but click their tongues.

In addition to lamenting the little one's reincarnation, he also lamented his own bad luck.

What is within the reach of the little kid as tall as a lettuce is something they will never be able to achieve in their entire lives.

That night, as soon as Su Changjiang, Su Zijun and others got home from get off work, Zhang Fengxia couldn't wait to tell them that the little guy could write the English alphabet.

"What is the English alphabet?" Su Changjiang grabbed his grandson into his arms.

Su Zijun and Zhou Xiuqiao were also confused.

"Lili, do you know what the English alphabet is?" Su Zijun turned his head and looked at the high school student in their family.

Su Lili shook her head.

She hasn’t learned anything either!

"Good boy, do you know what the English alphabet is?" Su Changjiang lowered his head and asked the little grandson in his arms.

"A, B, C, D..." The little guy smiled and recited the English letters that Shen Zhihuan had just taught him.

Su Changjiang, Su Zijun and others were completely confused after hearing this.

Even so, it did not stop Su Changjiang from praising his grandson, "My little bastard is really amazing. He can even speak foreign languages."

Zhang Fengxia was laughing so hard that her teeth were showing.

Sun Sijun immediately called the office of the exercise location.

When Grandpa Zhao answered the phone, Grandpa Shen and Grandpa Chu were standing nearby. They were extremely excited to learn that the little guy could recite and write the English alphabet after attending half a foreign language class with Shen Zhihuan.

If they were not really far away from home and unable to leave, they would want to rush back overnight to see their great-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren.

"As expected of our Shen family, he learns everything quickly." Grandpa Shen slammed the table excitedly.

The excitement was comparable to that of him taking a strategic high ground.

"Isn't Shen Zhilan also from your Shen family?" Old Master Chu tried to refute.

When mentioning that annoying thing Shen Zhilan, Mr. Shen's face suddenly turned ugly.

Although they were thousands of miles apart, the things that Shen Zhilan did that were not acceptable to the public still reached Old Master Shen.

"And your eldest granddaughter..." Old Master Chu continued to add insult to injury.

Mr. Shen glared at Mr. Chu.

Just say things that spoil the fun.

"Why don't you talk about your Shen family's blood?" Facing Mr. Shen's cold eyes, Mr. Chu smiled viciously.

"At least I still have a lovely granddaughter. What about you? You don't even have a biological granddaughter..." Old Master Shen suppressed the anger in his chest.

"Don't talk to me about whether we are related or not. If it weren't for me, you would be drooling over my lovely granddaughter in some corner!" Old Master Chu stood up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

If he doesn't withdraw, it's not certain whose granddaughter his granddaughter really is!
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Mr. Zhao hurried out to change the subject.

"Guaiguai is about to turn one year old. Have you thought of a gift for him?"

After these words were spoken, Mr. Shen and Mr. Chu really started to think about it seriously.

"How about a big red envelope?" Mr. Chu was as simple and direct as ever.

"There's nothing new about red envelopes." Mr. Shen immediately rejected it.

"How about buying a gold Ruyi lock?" Old Master Chu thought about it again.

"Just because my little one is one year old, you buy me a Ruyi lock?" Mr. Shen looked disdainful. It was obvious that he thought the gift was too small.

When Guaiguai was one month old, they each gave Guaiguai a big red envelope worth twelve thousand yuan, plus a set of silver bowls and chopsticks.

What was the idea of ​​giving a wish lock to Guaiguai on his first birthday? !
Mr. Chu thought about it and felt that it was inappropriate.

Think for a long time.

"How about we ask the master chef to make a set of golden bowls and chopsticks for Guaiguai?" Old Master Shen asked.

"The chopsticks must be solid." Mr. Chu emphasized.

Last time, when someone's grandson turned one year old, the golden chopsticks that someone gave to his grandson were deflated by the lightest pinch from relatives and friends.

It's so embarrassing.

"Yes, it has to be solid." Mr. Shen seemed to have thought of the farce that happened not long ago and nodded repeatedly.

"The red envelope cannot be less either." Old Master Chu said again.

How can a one-year-old be without a red envelope?

"Okay!" Mr. Shen couldn't help but secretly rolled his eyes.

It seemed as if he was reluctant to give a red envelope to his own great-grandson.

After the two of them had discussed it, they realized that Mr. Zhao, who was the first to suggest giving Guaiguai a gift, hadn't said a word for a long time.

"Old Zhao, have you thought about what to give Guaiguai?" Worried about being outdone, Old Master Chu chose to take the initiative.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Mr. Zhao picked up the enamel pot and gently blew on the tea leaves floating on it, then took a sip slowly.

Old Master Chu looked at him sideways, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

In that case, it is obvious that he does not believe what Mr. Zhao said [I haven't thought about it yet]

It was he who suggested giving Guaiguai a first birthday gift.

I haven’t thought about it yet…

Who believes it!
"Don't you have any preliminary ideas?" Mr. Chu asked tentatively.

"No." Mr. Zhao put down the enamel pot in his hand and shook his head.

"Are you hiding some big trick from us?!" Mr. Chu had serious doubts.

I suspect that this guy named Zhao wants to outdo them.

Especially since the man surnamed Zhao was followed by the insignificant military advisor Sun Sijun.

This forced him to be on guard.

"How could that be! I just haven't decided what to give you right now." Mr. Zhao gave Mr. Shen and Mr. Chu a harmless smile.

It would have been fine if he didn't smile, but when he smiled, all of Old Man Chu's vigilance became aroused.

Even Mr. Shen, who had been silent, raised his head from the pile of documents.

"How about you make a set of golden bowls and chopsticks for Guaiguai like we did?" Old Master Chu tested carefully.

"I'd better think about it again!" Mr. Zhao was practicing Tai Chi.

Mr. Chu opened his mouth to say something, but Mr. Yu rushed in angrily.

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, he picked up the enamel mug in front of Mr. Shen and took a big gulp of tea.

"Gudong Gudong..."

After drinking a enamelware pot of tea, he wiped his mouth and sat down on the chair next to Mr. Shen.

Mr. Shen stood up silently, picked up the thermos, and refilled the enamel pot in front of him with water.

Seeing this, Mr. Chu hurriedly opened the lid of his own enamel pot and pushed the enamel pot in front of Mr. Shen, indicating that Mr. Shen should add some water for him as well.

"Didn't you say you were going to see your grandson? Why are you back so soon?" Old Master Chu raised his eyebrows and looked at Old Master Yu, whose eyebrows were almost tied into a knot. The gossipy fire in his eyes could not be hidden. (End of this chapter)