In a small building in an old district, a child's cry for mercy suddenly came out.
"Oh, mom, Yangyang doesn't dare to do it anymore!"
In front of the sofa in the living room, a young and tender boy was holding his little ears and puckering his mouth pitifully.
Ye Huanyu frowned and held an exam paper with her delicate fingers.
"Ye Yangyang, look at your Chinese test paper, it's a complete mess!"
"Mom..." The little guy squeezed his face in grievance, as if he was sad.
"In the next sentence of "If you are poor, you live alone, you actually wrote: If you are rich, you have many wives and concubines!"
"Woo, mom..." He shouted softly and sweetly, hoping that his mother wouldn't be angry.
"Also, the three Stooges all have the same stink?"
"Woooo..."
"Don't pretend to be wronged for me. What do you mean when people die for money and women die for children? Huh?"
"..." The little guy was so scared that he was so silent that he whimpered.
"Oh, God! I asked you to fill in the blanks about xxx's abortion, but you actually wrote that it was a painless abortion!"
Ye Huanyu pursed her lips. She really didn't want to treat her son so harshly, but this little guy's Chinese was too outrageous!
At this time, Ye’s mother Liu Fen came out of the kitchen and said with a smile:
"Did our little Yangyang have a bad exam? Come, let grandma take a look."
Liu Fen was wearing reading glasses, took the paper from Ye Huanyu's hand, glanced at it, and then laughed happily.
"Hehehe, our Yangyang is still so young, and these questions are so profound. If he can answer them, grandma already thinks he is a genius."
"Woo, grandma..." Yangyang took the opportunity to get into Liu Fen's arms and act coquettishly.
"Mom, you're still protecting him!" Ye Huanyu glared at her son.
"Huanhuan, Yangyang has grown up in the United States since he was a child. We just returned to China half a year ago. It is normal that his Chinese scores are not good. Don't put too much pressure on your child."
Liu Fen hugged Yangyang tightly, not because she doted on her grandson, but because she understood that the three of them had lived harder than anyone else over the years.
"Okay, it's understandable that he's not good at Chinese, but what about his English scores?"
While talking, Ye Huanyu pulled out another test paper from the coffee table and read, "how-are-you?" He translated it as: "How is it you? Mom, this brat tells people how-are-you every day in the United States. He knows how."
Don’t know what this means ‘hello’?”
Yangyang pouted her little mouth and shivered into her grandma's arms.
Ye Huanyu glanced at the next sentence and was so angry that he vomited blood and gritted his teeth:
"How-old-are-you? He actually translated it as: Why is it always you! Ye Yangyang, you can be more talented!"
"Hehehe, isn't this still a Chinese question? Why is our Yangyang so cute?"
Liu Fen couldn't help laughing after hearing this, "Huanhuan, the child is still young, so teach him slowly."
"Still young? He is already five years old and will formally enter school next year! His Chinese is so poor, I am worried that he will not be able to learn any subjects well..."
"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been seriously ill back then, you wouldn't have made a special trip to the United States for medical treatment for me..."
Liu Fen knows very well that her daughter suffered a lot back then.
Although she never said where the money for medical treatment came from.
He never even mentioned who the child's biological father was.
But Liu Fen knew that her daughter had suffered a lot of grievances over the years.
"Mom, haven't you recovered from your illness? I don't allow you to talk about these things anymore."
Back then, doctors in China asked her to give up treating her mother, but she refused and insisted on taking her mother to the United States for medical treatment.
Although he had been treated for several years, all the five million dollars had been used up.
But seeing her mother recover, she felt it was all worth it!
However, as her son grew up day by day and did not even know a few Chinese characters, her desire to return to China became stronger and stronger.
"Well, I won't say anything anymore. I just hope that you and Yangyang can be happy and wait for your father to be released from prison together..."
Liu Fen's eyes blurred with tears every time she said this.
"Grandma, don't cry... Yangyang promises to be good..."
The little guy stretched out his tender paws and gently helped grandma wipe away her tears.
Ye Huanyu's throat was a little choked, and she clenched the examination paper in her hand.
She deeply understands that she must work harder to earn money in order to give her son a better future.