Ning Yue said, "Ying Dong." That kid has a good memory, so he can learn everything quickly. He learned those private lessons very easily. He could even finish his homework in class. He had time, so he squeezed it in. The key is not that
The child is willing to learn on his own.
"Well, I'm very young. If I practice calligraphy, it only takes forty minutes to an hour a day. I can arrange the time myself."
I don’t expect him to become a master of calligraphy, just treat it as fun.
Youyou nodded to himself, already thinking about where to squeeze in the time.
After lunch, it snowed again outside. In just a few hours, a thick layer of snow fell on the ground. Ning Yue covered her child tightly and took him to build a snowman in the yard.
"Mom, let me see, does the snowman he built look like my great-grandpa?"
Ning Yue: Very good. If I put a crutch in the snowman's leg, I would be too grand. I have to say it is too vivid!
"Youyou is great, keep going, I have to add more to my list."
Youyou giggled happily, "He first builds up his mother, and then he builds up himself."
Ning Yue felt that it would be very sad for his father to hear those words. It cannot be said that Youyou doesn't have his father in his heart, so he can't say much!
Seeing his grandson-in-law and great-grandson having fun in the yard, the old man couldn't walk any longer, so he went to the yard on crutches. Housekeeper Li followed him to support him, for fear that he would fall.
In fact, after half a year of conditioning, the bodies of the old and the young are too strong. Even if the weather is like that, just be careful and you won't get sick.
When the little guy saw his grandpa coming out, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Grandpa, come and build a snowman too, it will be fun."
"Okay, grandpa will make a little Yuyou. Grandpa is the best at making snowmen."
Without much effort, three more snowmen, one big and one small, appeared in the yard.
When Qian Mohan's car drove into the courtyard, the headlights of the car swept across the snowman wearing a hat and scarf. Without even thinking about it, he knew that it must be his wife's leg penis. No one in their family would be there when it snowed.
Pile that.
As soon as his car stopped, Youyou ran out of the living room, "Dad is here, hurry up, hurry up, they are making dumplings, dad is coming too!"
Qian Mohan stretched out his legs in the car and pulled the little guy, and they entered the living room together. The old man, Zhang Ma, and the old housekeeper Li, who had his beautiful wife, were making dumplings around the table.
The living room of the old house is obviously different from previous New Year celebrations. The windows are decorated with blessing characters and mismatched couplets, there are beautiful window grilles, and strings of balloons are hung on the roof. The whole home is full of festive atmosphere.
"Grandpa, he's back."
The old man said cheerfully: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back. Xu Yao called a long time ago and asked to live with his in-laws next year. Anyway, they asked to get married next year, so he didn't insist on letting him come back."
Qian Xuyao's in-laws are easy to keep quiet about. When he proposed to his girlfriend before, they immediately agreed to Donglai. Knowing that his mother had died long ago and his father was unreliable, they never picked on his etiquette or betrothal gifts.
Just ask him to provide a down payment to buy a wedding house.
After the old man found out, he went directly to the woman's house, personally delivered the betrothal gift and set the wedding date. Both parties were very satisfied.
Qian Mohan has never cooked before growing up.
Not to mention making dumplings, can you watch the dumpling skins flying out of your wife’s legs? My son made weird little dumplings. He washed his legs directly, then walked beside my wife and asked her to teach him how to make dumplings.
dumpling.
The red snow was falling outside the window and the warmth outside the house made Qian Mohan feel like this was the real feeling of home.
While Ning Yue and Zhang Ma were cooking dumplings in the kitchen, Qian Mohan and the old man entered the study.
"When am I going to mess with the Fan family?"
Qian Mohan: "What did Mama Youyou tell you?"
"No! That child wouldn't complain if she was angry. She didn't say anything. She was too honest."
Qian Mohan said: "Does your grandson have the temperament to not avenge himself?
A project that we had previously cooperated with Fanjia had just come to an end. If Longding broke the contract, Fanjia would be the one to take advantage of it.
Don’t worry, he has already spread the word that he plans to build a large-scale leisure resort, and the location has been selected. The government will start auctioning the land in March, and Fan Siyi must not miss that opportunity."
"Okay, I just have an idea, but don't want to make my wife unhappy. Grandpa is waiting for us to give him a little great-grandson, so I'll work harder."
Having said that, the old man looked at his grandson carefully.
Qian Mohan:... Why does grandpa look at me so awkwardly? It’s like he’s not good enough!
Don't forget, can you help him get it all at once?
Isn't it okay now that he doesn't want to have a baby? What should I use to get pregnant if I have been using contraception?
Originally, he had really thought about having another child, but he had to wait until Youyou was older. He had thought about living in a world of two.
But in the past six months, he has seen clearly that all his wife's thoughts are on that brat, asking if he can have another one. He is afraid that he has no status in his wife's heart, so he feels that it is better not to ask for another one.
.
Of course, there is no need to talk to the old man about that.
…
Years later, a child named Qi Tianjun contacted Youyou, asking for an invitation to visit Qi's house. As the contact lasted longer, he wondered whether Youyou would accept that friend. Unexpectedly, he did not refuse.
Ning Yue brought a gift for Youyou, and sent a butler to follow her in person, sending Youyou to Qi's house as a guest.
The child didn't come back until evening.
"Youyou, do you have fun tomorrow? Is it fun at Qi Tianjun's house?"
Youyou nodded: "It's funny, Qi Tianjun has a big musical instrument room, which contains all his favorite instruments. He plays the guitar very well! He is very good at playing the piano and violin. I never saw it before.
come out."
"Looks like I'm very envious. If you want to learn a musical instrument, you can learn it too!"
Youyou shook his head, and then asked nervously: "Mom, do I particularly like children who can play musical instruments?"
Damn Qi Tianjun, if I had known he would not have visited Qi's house, my mother already liked Qi Tianjun a little bit, so didn't Dong like her even more?
Ning Yue kissed her son's face hard, "Who said that? Mom likes Youyou. Even if their child can play a hundred and eighty musical instruments, he is still related to Mom."
Youyou was happy and kissed Ning Yue on the face, "Mom, please shut up and don't like them."
"Okay, okay, he really thought that I wanted to learn musical instruments when I went to the home of kid Qi Tianjun."
"He doesn't have much interest in musical instruments. Moreover, is he learning musical instruments because his mother likes it? Will he want to take over the family company in the future? There is no use in learning musical instruments."
Ning Yue was immediately amused by her eldest son, "How old am I that I'm already thinking about taking over the company?"
Youyou said with an innocent face, "Then what can he do? My father said that he should study hard and learn knowledge quickly so that he can take over the family company when he grows up. Then he can retire early."