"When did you come?"
Gu Ning walked into the living room and put the bag in her hand on the cabinet at the door.
Li Xuewu was sitting on the sofa near the door. When he saw Gu Ning entering the room, he pinched the cigarette butt in his hand.
“It’s been a while since I’ve been here.”
Gu Ning changed her slippers and walked inside, but she saw Zhou Yamei wiping her tears and trying hard to collect her emotions when she entered the room.
What's going on?
She looked at Li Xuewu suspiciously. Her mind was already a little confused, and her face turned cold when she saw this scene.
But seeing Li Xuewu's calmness and Zhou Yamei's silence, Gu Ning knew that he was overthinking.
Li Xuewu didn't explain, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, continuing to remain silent.
It wasn't until Gu Ning walked to the sofa and sat down next to Zhou Yamei that Zhou Yamei covered her face and cried.
Gu Ning seemed to have guessed something. When Li Xuewu came here, the only thing that could make Zhou Yamei cry was just such a piece of news.
She was not very good at comforting people, so she could only pat Zhou Yamei's back gently.
Zhou Yamei just cried softly. The string that had been tight for many days was suddenly broken, and she couldn't bear it.
It was unbearable to have an emotional breakdown, even if Zhou Yamei didn't want Gu Ning to worry about herself.
Li Xuewu didn't take the initiative to tell the news when he came, it was Zhou Yamei who saw it himself.
This woman was a professional. Li Xuewu knew he couldn't hide it from her, so he didn't want to hide it.
The last time she met Fu Haibo, she knew the approximate prison term. This time when she saw Li Xuewu coming to visit, she became aware of it.
I cried without asking a word, not wailing, just choking and sobbing.
Li Xuewu knew that he could not be coaxed, so he did not speak. He just sat silently on the sofa smoking and drinking tea.
Gu Ning looked at Zhou Yamei and then at Li Xuewu, but Li Xuewu nodded silently.
After sitting for a while, there was movement from upstairs, and the sound of stepping on the stairs broke the sadness in the living room. Zhou Yamei gritted her teeth and endured the crying.
"Mom~"
Perhaps he was a little dazed from sleep. Fu Zhidong came down from upstairs, stood at the corner of the stairs, looked at the living room and let out a dull cry.
"Are you awake?"
Li Xuewu stood up on his own initiative and walked over to meet Fu Zhidong.
"uncle"
"Haha, when you first came here, your mother said you were sleeping."
Li Xuewu walked up the stairs, flicked Fu Zhidong's head with his hand, and when he saw the child's eyes on him, he took him upstairs again.
Fu Zhidong glanced at the living room, followed Li Xuewu to the second floor, raised his face and asked, "What's wrong with mom?"
"You know"
Li Xuewu pursed his lips and said with a helpless expression: "Women are like this sometimes, because they can make them cry in a novel, so sentimental."
Fu Zhidong had just woken up, and his little head was still slow to react. He nodded along with Li Xuewu's words and said, "Oh~ it's not the first time."
"Haha, you have to understand"
Li Xuewu patted Fu Zhidong's small shoulder and said to this adult-like child: "This is a woman's right."
"Well, I know"
Fu Zhidong nodded clearly, then pulled on his slippers and followed Li Xuewu into the study. Seeing his uncle sorting things, he sat down on the armchair behind the desk.
"Uncle, you haven't been here for several days."
"Yeah"
Li Xuewu turned his head and looked at Fu Zhidong. At this moment, the child was dangling his calves. Because his body was not long enough, he was sitting on the armchair like Ge You was lying down.
"Haha, I'm a little busy at work, how about you?"
"Me too"
Fu Zhidong nodded understandingly, sighed, and said, "After finishing my kindergarten homework, I still have to learn foreign languages ​​from my mother, and I have to learn piano from my aunt in the evening, so I'm a little tired."
"Don't you like it?"
Li Xuewu stood next to the bookshelf and said: "Then tell your mother to study less."
Fu Zhidong yawned again and said with some hesitation: "Let's forget it. Yanni in our class can speak Russian, so I have to speak Russian too."
As he spoke, he looked at his uncle who was sorting the bookshelf and asked: "Uncle, do you know foreign languages?"
"A little bit"
Li Xuewu was chatting with Fu Zhidong while putting the collected books on the bookshelf.
Today's books are not as abundant as in later generations, and can be said to be very precious.
There are very few pirated copies and every book is genuine.
It's just that there are some differences between this version and later versions.
"What foreign languages ​​do you speak?"
Fu Zhidong's child's nature is that when he learns new knowledge, he wants to show off to those close to him, or even compare.
"My mother is teaching me English. She can speak four foreign languages."
"Then your mother is still awesome."
Li Xuewu smiled and replied: "I only know two skills."
"Wow!"
Fu Zhidong was surprised as if he had never seen the world before, which made Li Xuewu dumbfounded.
He said that his mother knew four languages, but he said that he knew two languages, so it seemed a bit false.
Fu Zhidong was not embarrassed. He slid down from the chair, walked to Li Xuewu, raised his face and asked, "Uncle, which two disciplines do you know?"
"Russian and English"
Li Xuewu maintained a respectful attitude when talking to children and did not treat them as children, so Li Xuewu was very popular with children.
Li Xuewu knew that Zhou Yamei knew four foreign languages. She did not study abroad, nor did she have foreigners in her family, but she was a product of the times.
The education system in the city where Zhou Yamei lives has gone through several reforms, from Japanese and Korean, to English, and then to Russian.
She has a good family environment and a good education environment since she was a child, so she has caught up with the changes in her studies.
The amazing thing is that Zhou Yamei is very talented in learning. Although I can't say that I am proficient in it, I have achieved something.
In addition, she got married after graduation, has been taking care of her children at home these years, and has not fallen behind in her studies.
Li Xuewu admires people who study well, so he still maintains his enthusiasm for learning.
If you don’t have enough talent, you have to work hard to make it happen.
The books on the bookshelf were bought by him from the market, or sorted out by Lao Biaozi and others when they were clearing away the rags.
It's not that they built a bookshelf to create an academic atmosphere, but that both Gu Ning and Zhou Yamei prefer reading.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After getting married, he also wants to read for a while at night.
“Yanny speaks Russian”
When Fu Zhidong saw Li Xuewu squatting down, he also squatted down and said: "She speaks Russian and it's not easy to learn. Her grandfather just taught her pronunciation."
"What about you, have you memorized the letters?"
After Li Xuewu finished packing, he turned around and did not regard the child as a hindrance. He put away the boxes on the ground while talking.
"Oh~ it's okay"
Fu Zhidong didn't know whether he had learned it or not, but he sighed very seriously.
That's how it is when chatting with children. Maybe they will say something to you, which is as imaginative as it is childlike.
Li Xuewu tidied up the study and took a look with his hands on his hips. The bookshelves were full. He had put some books in the cabinet below, which Gu Ning and the others had read.
To be continued...