Most children like to eat sweets, and Pengpeng is no exception, but Zhang Zhong usually controls her eating sweets.
So Pengpeng would often pester Zhang Zhong to buy candies, but not these days. Zhang Zhong thought it was because she got tired of eating candies during the Chinese New Year, and her interest in candies dropped. Only now did she realize that she was not
I'm tired of eating it, but I already have other ways to eat candy.
When Zhang Zhong heard Peng Peng say, "They all like me," his heart really skipped a beat. Is he going to face the problem of his daughter's premature love so soon?
This really shouldn't be an issue that the father of a five-year-old girl should consider.
Fortunately, things were not what Zhang Zhong thought. Under Zhang Zhong's repeated interrogation, Pengpeng told the truth with a sad face.
In fact, the other children certainly didn’t just give her candy because they liked Pengpeng.
It turned out that this was the other children's way of thanking Pengpeng for inviting them over to play. Of course, in addition to thanking, it also meant to please. They hoped that Pengpeng would continue to invite them.
This is naked "bribery".
Looking at the "stolen items" that Peng Peng was protecting in his arms, Zhang Zhong sat next to Peng Peng and said softly, "I won't accept your candies."
"Really?"
"Really, but..." Looking at his daughter's nervous expression, Zhang Zhong said with a smile, "But you can only eat two pills a day, not more."
"Dad, I want to eat four pills every day."
Zhang Zhong shook his head and said, "Let's do this. I'll give you six pills in three days. How about that?"
"Six pills in three days, so every day is..." Pengpeng counted with her fingers. After a while, her expression turned ugly, "Isn't this still two pills a day?"
"How can this be the same? Two pills a day means you can only eat two pills a day. If you don't take two pills today, it won't accumulate to tomorrow, so won't you suffer a loss? But six pills in three days is different.
, If you don’t want to eat sweets today, that’s fine. Can’t you just eat four pills tomorrow? If you don’t want to eat sweets for two days, then you can eat six pills on the third day. Do you think that’s right?” Zhang Zhong smiled.
said.
"That's right, then six candies in three days." Pengpeng thought for a moment, and a smile appeared on her face again. Judging from her expression, she was probably thinking about eating six candies on the third day.
"Okay, deal is done, let's pull it off, no one is allowed to go back on it."
"Uh-huh."
Two fingers, one big and one small, were hooked together, and Zhang Zhong showed a smile that showed success.
Huh, do you think I can’t handle you now that you know how to divide?
However, after solving the problem of candy distribution, Zhang Zhong started to worry about another thing.
He then said to Pengpeng, "The children will give you candies, will you be happy?"
"Of course I'm happy."
"Well, what if one day the children stop giving you candies?"
"Then I won't be happy."
"Then if you are unhappy, will you stop letting the children play in our house?"
This is what Zhang Zhong asked. He was afraid that the children's "bribery" behavior would leave hidden dangers.
But Pengpeng thought for a moment and said, "But dad, if they don't come over to play with me, wouldn't I be even more unhappy?"
Zhang Zhong was stunned for a moment, then smiled mockingly to himself. It seemed that he was thinking of a "little man" with the heart of an "adult". How could children have such complicated thoughts as him.
The so-called "bribery" is nothing more than children's sincere desire to please their friends.
…
As the third largest state in the United States, the "Golden State" of California is still a little cold right now.
When the night in Jiangyang gradually became quiet, the streets of Los Angeles began to gradually become lively.
Stuckart walked into Norton Bookstore with a cup of coffee she had just bought. As a middle school teacher, she did not have to rush to work like a pedestrian on the road to clock in.
She decided to finish her cup of coffee in the bookstore first, and then go for a walk on the street. Of course, if she could find any new books worth reading, her plan to go for a walk on the street would change.
She doesn't like to make too many plans for herself. Just like she was originally supposed to work as a bank clerk, but she changed her career plan just because she saw a recruitment notice in a middle school.
With such a career, she certainly doesn't mind changing small plans like "walking" at any time.
She glanced at the new bookshelf.
To her disappointment, no famous writers have published books recently, and the bookstore seems a bit deserted on weekday mornings, with only a few posters.
She approached the bookshelf again and walked around it.
Instead, she discovered a new book—Flowers for Algernon.
Who could be called Algernon?
Look at the author's name - pvs.zhang.
This author's name was even stranger than Algernon. Looking at the words "Author from China" below, she suddenly realized that it was no wonder, Chinese people always have strange names.
This book has a small classification reminder on the bookshelf that says "Science Fiction Literature".
"Oh, this is really rare. I have read a few Chinese novels, but I have never seen a science fiction novel... No, I have read one before, about something... I forgot about it. It seems that it is really
is not a book that leaves a lasting impression."
Stuckart said to herself that she didn't have high hopes for the book, but she didn't pronounce it a death sentence either.
"Oh, does it start with a diary narrative? The author is quite thoughtful, but..." Stuckart read two paragraphs and couldn't help but frowned because she saw several wrong words.
Even if it is a novel written by a Chinese, it shouldn't have so many errors, right? Could it be that the publisher released it without proofreading it?
"Although it is a bit careless, I have to say that this story about Charlie has aroused my interest..."
"Oh, it turns out that Algernon is a Mr. Mouse. No wonder he has such a strange name, but are their experiments unreliable? Poor Charlie, what should he do if it fails?"
"It seems that there are no more wrong words? Charlie's diary has also become much smoother. Could it be..."
"He really became smarter. That experiment was a success!"
"Oh, these nasty cake shop workers, they are obviously jealous of Charlie!"
…
If someone were standing next to Stuckart, they might think there was something wrong with this woman because she had been standing in front of the bookshelf muttering for more than an hour.
But Stuckart had no idea. She picked up the coffee at hand and took a sip, only to find that the coffee was a little cold. Then she realized something and hurriedly looked at the time.
Oops!
Not only did she have to cancel her plans to travel around, but she might even be late for her morning classes.
Stuckart quickly put down the book and walked out, but halfway through, she turned back, picked up the book again, and walked to the cashier.