Zhuo Yuan is not very interested in his parents' affairs, nor does he pay much attention to them.
In the eyes of the elders in the family, he is a very polite and sensible boy. He has no so-called rebelliousness in adolescence. He is very worry-free. He has hardly ever blushed with his parents when he has grown up. In Beijing's circle, he has been a proper person since he was a child.
children at home.
But what Cheng Zhimin didn't expect was that an adolescent child would fight so fiercely against her for the first time.
In her opinion, it was a very small thing. When she went to clean his room, she saw the bottle of carbonated drink on his desk and threw it into the trash can. The nanny cleaned up the trash can when she was cleaning.
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The two of them didn't think about it at all when they were at home during the day. However, in the evening, when Zhuo Yu'an came back from school and entered the room, he didn't see the bottle of carbonated drink and immediately came out to ask.
: “Where’s the drink I put on the table?”
Cheng Zhimin replied directly: "I threw it away this morning. I told you not to drink this kind of junk food."
Zhuo Yuan's expression immediately changed, his voice was even less polite than before, and he asked with a bit of anger: "Where did you throw it?"
After all, he is a young man and he is at home, and his emotions and anger are all on his face.
He looked anxious and angry. He had never seen a nanny like him before and was stunned. He said a little worriedly: "I cleaned up the garbage this morning and threw the garbage bags outside at the garbage station."
As soon as he finished speaking, the tall and thin boy ran to the garbage dump downstairs in his slippers.
"What's going on?" Cheng Zhimin looked at the nanny confused.
"Yu An, what are you doing?"
Cheng Zhimin and the nanny also hurriedly followed out, and saw Zhuo Yuan standing next to the garbage station, looking at the garbage station that had been cleaned by sanitation workers, with an ugly face.
Cheng Zhimin gently tugged on his arm: "It's just a bottle of drink, it's not that big of a deal. You don't drink it anyway, so just throw it away."
I wanted to comfort him.
Zhuo Yu'an threw away his hand and said in a stern voice: "Don't touch my things from now on."
He never loses his temper. Cheng Zhimin was a little frightened when he suddenly lost his temper like this.
But I don’t understand. It’s just a bottle of drink. If you really want to drink it, just buy another bottle.
During the rare two days that Cheng Zhimin was at home, Zhuo Yuan didn't say a word to her.
When a young boy loses his temper, it is scary enough.
But Cheng Zhimin was also angry. Co-writing with her was not as important as a bottle of drink?
I finally went home to stay with him for two days, but ended up breaking up on bad terms.
Zhuo Yu'an was angry, but when Cheng Zhimin went on a business trip again, he still silently sent her to the car and said goodbye to her. The nanny looked on and was moved. There was no child more sensible than him.
Zhuo Yuan was relieved, but it was a pity that the bottle of drink was thrown away. That was proof that the girl finally discovered his existence.
Tinglan has become more knowledgeable about physics recently. Firstly, he often listens to Zhuo Yuan's lectures to Lu Kuo. He patiently answers all her questions every time, and if he has enough time, he will take them to preview the rest.
Second, her mother enrolled her in a tutoring class, which included three regular classes a week, one each for mathematics, physics, and chemistry, so she gradually adapted to the study rhythm of high school. She was originally a very smart and hard-working child.
At the end of October, before the midterm exam, the school held an autumn school sports meeting.