At six o'clock in the morning, when many people were still sleeping, the cell phones in a small suite suddenly started shouting.
After Wu Yinan heard the sound, she rushed out of the bathroom immediately. The toothpaste foam was still hanging on her lips. She didn't even have time to wipe it off. This showed how eager she was to answer the phone.
"Hello, hello..." She walked to the bedside and grabbed the cell phone that rang several times. Because she was so anxious, she accidentally hit her knees and hit the edge of the bed, which made her grimace in pain.
"Oh... I'm sorry, you dialed the wrong number..." She put down the phone in frustration.
Wu Yinan, you've had enough. It's been ten years, why haven't you given up yet?
It was just a joke back then. He said he would contact you. It was just casual talk. How could you take it seriously?
What kind of world is the United States? In such a wonderful society, he has long been happy and tired of studying, so how can he still remember you?
Only you, a fool, would keep a number for him for ten years.
She reviewed secretly, stretched out her hand to rub the painful knee, but somehow, it was clearly her leg that was hit, but now her heart ached.
Without the noisy ringtone, the room became calm again, so quiet that it made people feel depressed.
Recently, for some reason, she thought of him more and more frequently, which was against her inner will.
In fact, she told herself many times not to think of him again, but... she just couldn't do it.
She knew clearly that thinking of him would only make her heartache and sadness, but she still couldn't help it.
It's really not easy to forget someone, especially when she also has his son.
She turned to look at the bulging figure on the bed, Wu You, the son she secretly gave birth to without his knowledge.
His son looked very much like him, and his personality was even more similar. He had the same charming tongue, the same unrestrained and unrestrained nature, and the same one that she loved and hated at the same time.
She really hates both father and son, and each one of them makes her unable to extricate herself.
She really couldn't understand why she had worked so hard to give birth to her son and then raised her son so hard, but why didn't this boy look like her at all?
Wu You has never met his father at all, but how can he be so similar to him? Every move, every gesture, is so similar, and as he grows older, even his charming and charming temperament has faded away.
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Seeing her son buried in the bed and sleeping soundly, she really wanted to go crazy. Most of the exposed head was covered with seven colors. It is said that this is the most popular style this year!
It is an express rule in the school not to wear fancy clothes, but he actually managed to convince the class teacher, and even got his classmates, including the class teacher's son, to follow suit!
She really didn't know what kind of monster she had given birth to. This boy was like the waves behind him pushing the waves ahead, and each generation became more and more waves!
Also, Wu You's lazy personality is very similar to him. He will never stand if he can sit, and he will never sit if he can lie down. His limbs are as lazy as cotton, but his head turns very fast.
This is probably the only thing she is satisfied with about her son. He has shown a superior mind at a young age, but nine and a half times out of ten, he will use this mind in crooked ways.
“Ring, ring, ring—” the phone rang again.
This time, it wasn’t an unfamiliar number, but it wasn’t much better. This number had already recommended insurance to her five times!
She pressed it directly.
But because of this call, the boy who was sleeping soundly on the bed was still woken up.
Wu You opened his eyes, rubbed his eyes sleepily, and yawned rudely.
"Mom, I'm begging you, can you please change a new number? Your number is either being promoted to insurance or being introduced to small advertisements all day long. Last time, there was a duck shop promoting Cowherd!" Wu You rolled up the quilt and sat up.
He said jokingly, his handsome little face full of disgust.
Wu Yinan almost fainted when she heard her son's words. What kind of duck shop? What kind of Cowherd?
"Wu You! You are too young to learn well! Hurry up and go to school!" Although all the teachers and classmates in the school were bribed by him, it was a place of teaching and educating people after all, so he could still be restrained to some extent.
"Well...it's only after six o'clock, I can still sleep for another half hour. Mom, just call me after you make breakfast!" Wu You fell down and was about to go back to sleep.
Listen! Listen! Is this what a son should say to his mother? He is not filial at all and uses her as a nanny!
"I really want to stuff you back into my stomach!" Wu Yinan said angrily, and used non-violent and non-violent methods to snatch away the quilt.
"Oh Mom, it's so cold!" Wu You shivered and hugged her little shoulders.
Wu Yinan looked at the thermometer on the bedside and glared at him fiercely.
"How cold can it be at 32 degrees? Stop pretending!" She immediately exposed her son's performance.
"I'm not pretending, Mom, I'm really cold! If you don't believe me, touch and see, I seem to have a fever! Mom, just ask for sick leave for me today!" Wu You was still lying in bed.
Wu Yinan was angry and laughing at the same time. He just didn’t want to go to school!
"Wu You, let me tell you, there is no discussion about skipping a grade. Just go to school for me!" She put on the posture of a mother.
As expected, the boy on the bed collapsed and complained with a grimace, "Mom, let me tell you, your son is a genius, but he is still in elementary school. It is really embarrassing for my wife! I have already discussed it with An An.
Now, we can skip a grade together and go directly to middle school, which will save tuition!"
"Now the tuition fees for the nine-year compulsory education are free! OK?" Wu Yinan immediately retorted.
"But the school still charges various miscellaneous fees! Today is the materials fee, and tomorrow is the tutoring fee. It's a lot of money! Mom, I'm thinking about you. If you let me skip a grade as soon as possible, I can not only help you save money, but also go faster.
After studying, I can work to support you after studying!" Wu You said eloquently.
Wu Yinan simply couldn't laugh or cry. She knew that her son had a good mind and could get excellent grades without having to study hard. The same was true for An An, but neither she nor Bo Mint approved of children skipping a grade in school.
Being smart is a good thing, but the two children are a little too smart, which makes them very uneasy and guilty.
Because the two children do not have a father around, they are independent but also lack the care of a normal family. Therefore, they do not want their children to be too mature. They hope that they can live the same life as other children and not be too different from their peers.
Disjointed.
"Okay, okay, don't talk about those messy reasons. All in all, your mother, I will never agree to your skipping a grade. You just study level one for me!" Wu Yinan sounded like a parent, because otherwise it would be impossible to calm down.
Can't stand this guy!
"Mom... just have mercy on me. I really can't communicate with those classmates. They are too naive!" Wu You continued to stalk me.
"You are also very naive! You are so whimsical!" Did he think it was so easy to skip a grade? Did he think that all he had to do was have good grades? Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. He didn't even think about it. He, a ten-year-old child, was sitting with a group of older children.
How many problems will arise in a classroom! His thoughts, hobbies, and outlook on life are all definitely different, and he will most likely be ostracized by his classmates!
"How can I? My opinions are all truth!" Wu You was full of confidence.
Wu Yinan glanced at the alarm clock and said, "Okay, okay, it's half past six. Get up quickly, or you'll be late for school again!"
"That's good, just fire me." Wu You couldn't help but mumble, he wasn't afraid!
Wu Yinan really wanted to pry his ears, but Zhizi Moruomu had "struggled" with her son for so many years and had already figured out his temperament. It was useless to force him!
"Okay Wu You, if you want to sleep, you can continue to sleep. Mom will go out to make breakfast first. An An, I, and your Aunt Mint will eat it first!" She said maliciously.
"Ah, no!" Wu You changed his previous attitude, jumped out of bed, and ran out without even having time to put on his shoes, "An'an, I want to eat medium-rare egg pancakes, make me one more!"
Wu Yinan couldn't help but smile as she looked at her son's crazy back. Wu You and An An have a good relationship and are both smart, but their personalities are very different. An An is calm and capable, but Wu You is...
Hey, don’t mention it!
She folded the quilt resignedly.
After cleaning up Wu You's messy things, she also walked out of the bedroom. Just as she had thought before, someone was already making breakfast in the kitchen.
"Good morning, Aunt Nannan!" An An turned around to greet her while frying the poached eggs.
Just like every time, as long as he and his mother stayed at Wu You's house, he would take the initiative to prepare breakfast for the four of them. Firstly, it was polite and he didn't want mother and son to just sit back and enjoy the breakfast. Secondly, he could compete with Aunt Nan Nan on his cooking skills before going home.
He made it for his mother to eat, and now his cooking skills are as good as Aunt Nan Nan's. Wu You even said that the egg pancakes he made were more delicious than those made by Aunt Nan Nan, and he would grab them every time.
"Good morning!" Wu Yinan also walked into the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves and was ready to help.
The two of them started making breakfast together.
At the dining table, Bo Mint and Wu You looked at each other, with big eyes and small eyes staring at each other. They looked more like an incompetent mother and son.
"Aunt Mint, do you have any friends who work at the telecommunications bureau?" Wu You came over and spoke in a very gossipy tone.
"No, what's wrong?" Mint looked at him suspiciously.
Wu You glanced at the kitchen and saw his mother cutting ham with her back to him. He made sure she wouldn't hear before speaking again, "I think..."