After Lu Wanwan walked in, she heard him ask: "Is my son asleep?"
Lu Wanwan was startled for a moment, then said: "I just fell asleep, by the way, thank you."
Li Jingchen was surprised: "Thank me for what?"
Lu Wanwan said: "Thank you for buying those copybooks for An An."
Li Jingchen put down his pen and looked straight at her.
After a long time, Lu Wanwan asked strangely: "Is there something on my face?"
Li Jingchen sighed lightly and said, "It's just a few copybooks. I don't think I did anything great for him. Your thank you makes me ashamed."
Lu Wanwan understood and couldn't help but smile: "You don't need to be ashamed, because you thought of things that I didn't think of. I always thought that it would be enough to let An An grow up step by step. He is only in the second grade now, and the school requires him to use
Pencil, so I never asked him to practice pen calligraphy."
After Li Jingchen was silent, he asked, "Do you blame me for forcing him?"
Lu Wanwan shook his head and said: "I can see that An An quite likes it, otherwise he wouldn't put those copybooks neatly on his desk. As long as they are things he likes, then
It’s not even forced.”
Li Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
Lu Wanwan was a little confused: "I'm just surprised. When did you two reach a consensus?"
Li Jingchen asked back: "Isn't it bad?"
Lu Wanwan said: "Of course, I hope you can keep up your efforts and your relationship with An An will become better and better."
Li Jingchen pondered for a moment and then said: "Actually, all Huai'an thinks about is how to surpass me and defeat me. His feelings for me are different from his feelings for that person."
Every time An An talked about Fu Shuo, his expression of endless admiration appeared vividly in Li Jingchen's mind.
Seeing this, Lu Wanwan walked around behind Li Jingchen, put his arms around his neck, and said, "Don't you think this is actually a kind of worship?"
Li Jingchen said "Huh?"
Lu Wanwan put her chin on his shoulder and said, "Because you are strong enough, An An wants to defeat you. In the future, he may spend twenty or thirty years to accomplish this goal. He
I can never ignore you."
Li Jingchen was strangely comforted.
He gently patted Lu Wanwan's little hand hanging in front of him and said with relief: "You're right, just let him try to defeat me."
Lu Wanwan chuckled lightly and said, "By the way, An An will have his final exam tomorrow. If possible, can you give him some verbal encouragement?"
encourage?
Li Jingchen was noncommittal.
*
The next day, Li Zhai.
"Mommy, good morning."
After An An came downstairs, she immediately greeted Lu Wanwan who was watching the morning news.
After Lu Wanwan put down the remote control, she waved to him gently.
After An An came over, Lu Wanwan reached out to help him tidy up his school uniform, and then said: "Mommy has prepared three bottles of milk and some chocolate bars for you, Niannian and Li Xiuqi. You can choose a suitable time to share them with them.
Drop it and replenish energy."
Although she didn't expect her mother to even prepare for Li Xiuqi, An An still nodded cooperatively: "Okay."
...
While eating breakfast, Lu Wanwan gently touched Li Jingchen with his toes under the table.
Li Jingchen, who was eating, looked up at her with a little doubt in his eyes.
Lu Wanwan immediately glanced at An An. The little guy was eating a sun-fried egg and didn't notice the adults' little actions.
But until after breakfast, Li Jingchen did not give An An any verbal encouragement.