To Be His Dream Girl

Father and son talk to each other

"if you don't cry, you won't tell your mother about it."

Talking about terms with his son, Shen Junquan was very gentle, looking at his son's eyes full of pride, "Dad believes that you can easily beat most people even if you don't go to kindergarten and only study at home, because you are my son. You have some confidence in yourself, eh?"

Before that, Xiaochen had no doubt that his father was very clever and genius, and his mother had said it countless times.

But just remind of so obvious, unexpectedly still can't guess, simply is Stupid.

But now he just dare to be angry and not to speak up. He said that his father absolutely wanted to take revenge for himself. Xiaochen could only commissate grievances and said, "OK, listen to my father."

"When I was a child, I didn't go to kindergarten for a day. I always read books at home by myself, reading everything." Apart from his childhood without any recollection, Shen Junquan only talks about his own achievements, which is very commendable.

"At your age, I've learned to read books on business. Do you know why? Because then I knew that money was important. "

"You can't do anything without money."

At that time, he had endless pocket money, but what he really wanted was unable to give him because he was desperately making money.

So people must have a lot of money, in order to be responsible for the people they cherish, and to be respected by others.

"Pull far, dad just want to tell you, understand what you really want, see your goals, go blindly to find a school, casually meet a teacher is more important, there are too many people in the world who have not been to school but easily make money, don't keep up with those mediocre people."

"It's all from the bottom of my heart."

Xiao Chen opened his eyes and listened without a word missing, but he was ignorant.

After a long time, when he finally understood this sentence, he realized that what his father was saying was "poisonous chicken soup". It's just a lie that I hope he won't cry now.

White lies, of course.

Because when he didn't want to go to school so far, his father asked him to go, and his mother told him it was for his good. It's really good for him to go

, but it's his biggest regret that he can't see his parents often.

So you see, how can school not be important?

It's just a concrete analysis of specific problems. At different ages, he has different problems to consider.

"As for what my mother said last night, I just knew that you were a foster son. Many people knew that. Were you very angry and sad?"

Oh, Xiaochen's eyes flashed. Suddenly he was asked this question. I don't know how to answer.

Sad is for sure, the first time he knew, he did not dare to call Mom and Dad, always feel guilty - in case they had a son, what would he do?

But knowing that he would never be abandoned, he was very grateful and in a complicated mood, even now.

"I won't say much about it. You can see from your mother's care. If she doesn't really love you, will she pay so much for you? Whenever you think about her, you know that she loves you, not just by saying it. " "Me too. You are my son. Your surname is Shen. Never forget it."

Shen Junquan is very serious. Xiaochen is very serious. It seems that he is not a dialogue between adults and children.

…

"I've talked to Xiaochen. He will read books at home. Now the Internet is the best teacher. Nothing can't be found. Check more, remember more and read more."

At the dinner table, Shen Junquan announced these words as the head of the family.

He Xinying was still thinking about Xiaochen's teaching when she was cooking, but she didn't have a clue. When she heard the news, she was confused for a moment, "is it true or not?"

She looked at Xiaochen, and Xiaochen agreed. He clearly liked the kindergarten so much, "when did you talk to your father? Why didn't your mother know?"

"Just

As soon as Shen Junquan was about to say that Xiaochen had cried, they had a "conversation between men". However, when they looked up, facing Xiaochen's big eyes, he suddenly turned his tongue,

"just when you were cooking, Xiaochen came to ask me, and I told him."

"Xiaochen accepted so easily?" He Xinying gave his son a spring roll filled with bean paste and asked in praise, "is the child so obedient now?"

"He's always been very obedient." It's a little guilty to say this. Shen Junquan watched the spring roll pass in front of him and land in the small morning bowl. He immediately yelled that he wanted it too.

"Don't you pinch your own hands, Mr. Shen?" He Xinying immediately began to talk about his childishness.

Successfully transferred the topic.

Xiaochen is unhappy eating. In fact, he doesn't like that group of people very much. He usually says a few words to others when he is in a good mood, and doesn't say a word when he is in a bad mood.

That group of children are too much like sparrows. They chatter all day. It's not annoying, but he does enjoy the feeling of being worshipped.That makes you feel like a hero.

In the future, I will never have the chance to feel good and enjoy the pleasure of being superior.

At this time, he Xinying touched his head and pointed out to him that she had washed the set glass bottle on the decorative cabinet, "how nice?"

Next to the glass bottle is a picture taken by his parents when he first entered the kindergarten. He smiles shyly, but his small face can see clearly that he is a handsome boy.

He Xinying has always liked this picture, so she just developed it and put it there. She can see it every day when she has a meal. In this way, she can express her feelings anytime and anywhere that the morning is growing so fast and the time is passing so fast.

But since she got the bottle back, she changed her mind.

Now she pointed to the space over there, "after Xiaochen grew up, this is his growth record. Kindergarten, primary school, junior high school, senior high school and University, they all choose one of the most beautiful photos to put here, and then

next to the most memorable things."

Shen Junquan doesn't speak and eats in silence. The hostess cleans up the decorative cabinet. She can do whatever she wants. He doesn't express his opinion. He Xinying finished, and was waiting for the father and son to make suggestions. Unexpectedly, one of them had dinner and the other was in a daze. She didn't seem to hear them.

She was aggrieved immediately, "how to return a responsibility, thought the creativity of a whole night, do not support?"

"Support, support. It looks good." Xiaochen's sweet smile immediately attracted Shen Junquan's scorn. This boy's expression is absolutely general, but his mouth is like Huo shaomi now.

With he Xinying, Xiaochen boldly counterattacks with her eyes: otherwise, mother is asking, otherwise what? Dad can make some suggestions, see how mom answers.

“…” Broken child.

Shen Junquan sighs in his heart that what he just said to Xiaochen is in vain.