Chapter 202
Jealous
Chapter 202 Jealous
As soon as Song Ci sat down on the sofa, Nuan Nuan ran over and "squeezed" into his arms.
Song Ci immediately noticed her abnormality, he knew this little thing too well.
"What's wrong with you?" So Song Ci asked strangely.
"Grandma taught me how to read today."
"really?"
"Yes, I can recognize my own name now, Song Yunnuan." Nuan Nuan said quite proudly.
"Wow, amazing, what else did grandma teach you?"
"Teach me to count, I have ten fingers, one, two, three, four, five... one, two, three, four, five..."
Nuan Nuan stretched out her chubby little hands and began to count.
Song Ci: ...
"Is there any more?" Song Ci asked curiously.
"There is also drawing, and reading stories to me. My favorite is "Chicken who Loves to Interrupt". Do you want me to tell you?"
"Okay, tell me about it."
"Little Red Chicken is going to bed."
"Chicken, before going to bed, ask Dad to tell it a story."
"Dad agreed, but Dad said, I'll tell you your favorite story today, but you can't interrupt."
"Oh, no, Dad, I'm very good."
"So Dad told the little red chicken the story of "Henschel and Gretel"..."
Song Ci was surprised to find that Nuan Nuan's talent in mathematics is average, but her language expression ability is superb.
She was able to retell the stories that grandma had read to her in a complete and orderly manner, matching her facial expressions and body movements, full of a sense of childishness.
"Is this story interesting?"
After Nuan Nuan chattered, she looked at Song Ci expectantly.
"It's very interesting." Song Shishi said honestly.
This story is very educational. It is not just a simple story, but also tells the children a truth. When others are talking, don't interrupt and listen to others.
In fact, this story is also told to adults. When children are talking, don't interrupt them and listen to them carefully.
No matter who interrupts who speaks, it is impolite behavior.
"Then did I say it well?" Nuan Nuan asked again.
"Well said, very well."
Song Ci even gave her a thumbs up.
The little guy's talent in language can actually be seen from his daily life. There are very few kids her age who can express their thoughts clearly like her.
The little guy was so happy when he heard that, he even lay down on the sofa.
But soon she seemed to think of something, got up suddenly, and said to Song Ci: "Then am I smart?"
"Of course, you're smart."
"Is it as smart as that kid?" Nuan Nuan asked.
Hearing this, Song Ci suddenly realized, it turned out that he praised Ma Yuan for being smart just now, the little guy was jealous, Song Ci felt that she was a little abnormal just now, and the reason was here.
"Smart as well." Song Ci lightly touched her small forehead and said seriously.
Now, the little guy was completely happy, and asked curiously: "Is she a little sister or a little sister?"
"It's Miss Sister."
"What's Miss Sister's name?"
"Ma Yuan."
"Ma Yuan? It sounds delicious." Nuan Nuan giggled.
"It seems to be true." Song Ci also said authentically.
Hearing this, Nuan Nuan immediately felt that her father thought the same as her, so she was even happier.
"Where is Miss Sister, can I play with her?"
"Okay, but probably not right now."
"Why?" Nuan Nuan asked a little puzzled.
Song Ci didn't know how to explain it for a while.
At this moment, Yun Shiqi rescued Song Ci.
"Nuan Nuan, come here, come here, see what grandpa bought for you..."
Yun Shiqi unwrapped a large package and took out a small car from it.
The shape is like a caterpillar with long horns. It is round and cute, and it is a bit similar to the elevated version of the Yo-Yo.
"What is this?" Nuan Nuan asked in surprise.
"Try it." Yun Shiqi said cheerfully.
Hearing this, Nuan Nuan immediately sat up on it, only to realize that there were no pedals.
"Just use your feet to kick the ground." Yun Shiqi reminded.
Hearing this, Nuan Nuan kicked her feet on the ground, and immediately rushed forward with an extremely fast speed.
"Slow down, slow down..." Yun Shiqi was startled by her, afraid that she would fall.
But Nuan Nuan was overjoyed and thought it was fun.
"How is it? Nuannuan is still very smart, right?" Kong Yumei walked over and sat next to Song Ci and said.
Obviously, she just heard the conversation between Song Ci and Nuan Nuan.
"Well, you're very talented, I guess it's all genetics from you, mother." Song Ci flattered her secretly.
However, Song Ci is not a lie. Kong Yumei's achievements in literature are not only due to hard work, which shows that she has a special talent in this area.
And Nuan Nuan's ability to fully narrate the stories she heard must also have a talent for inheritance in this regard.
"No, the main reason is that the child is born smart, just like her mother."
That's right, who does her mother look like, not you.
"When are you free, bring that child back for us to meet. After hearing what you said, I'm quite interested in her." Kong Yumei said again.
"This estimate is a bit difficult..."
Song Ci hesitated when he heard the words. The children in the orphanage must not be taken out casually, but it is not impossible to ask Police Officer Hou for help.
Because children in orphanages can be fostered, which is different from adoption. Fostering is a form of substitute care. The children still belong to the orphanage and have no fictitious blood relationship with the foster family.
And the time of foster care is also more flexible, not as long as foster care.
"If it's really difficult, let's just say it casually," Kong Yumei said.
"Well, let me ask first."
But at this point, Song Ci remembered that there was still a call he hadn't made, so he talked to Kong Yumei, picked up the phone and walked outside.
Nuan Nuan was in the yard, riding the scooter her grandfather bought for her, and Yun Shiqi bent over behind her, following every step, for fear that she would fall, it was really a sin to spend money on.
"Dad, don't worry about her. She doesn't fall that easily. Just let her go. Even if she falls, she probably won't fall anywhere."
Song Ci felt tired and flustered looking at it.
"What do you know? This is a concrete floor, and it will definitely hurt if you fall." Yun Shiqi said stiffly.
But the body was very honest, he didn't continue to bow his waist, straightened up, saw that his waist was sore, he was really old, so he subconsciously put his hands behind his back and hammered twice.
Suddenly remembering that Song Ci was still beside him, his unyielding character made him put down his hands as if nothing had happened, and quietly looked over.
"Hello... hello, may I ask..."
Song Ci walked aside as if nothing had happened before he looked over.
-
Xu Fanghong's three children have distinctive names.
The eldest daughter is called Liang Chunfang, the second daughter is called Liang Xiahe, and the youngest son is called Liang Qiushi. This is why her grandson is called Guoguo and Liang Siguo, because Qiushi is fruit.
This was originally a very romantic name, but now that I think about it, it is full of irony.
The second daughter, Liang Xiahe, stayed in Xiajing after graduation, got married, and started a family.
After having a family, she seldom went back to her hometown, and since her mother went to live with her younger brother, she seldom went home.
My hometown has become a memory in my memory.
Liang Xiahe's husband, Fan Yucheng, is also engaged in medical research just like her, but in a different field.
Researchers like them, when they have projects, basically eat and live in the laboratory, they are extremely busy, and when they don't have projects, they can spend some free time.
Liang Xiahe has a son who is already in high school this year, and his father-in-law and mother-in-law are basically taking care of him on weekdays.
"Old Fan, why did you come back so early today?"
Liang Xiahe opened the door, put down her bag, and found that her husband Fan Yucheng had returned and was cooking in the kitchen.
"Our previous project is completely over, and the next period of time will be relatively free." Fan Yucheng said.
"Oh, then take Weiwei back from her parents. Although she has just entered high school, she can't relax." Liang Xiahe took over the work from her husband while tying an apron on herself.
"Go ahead and leave the rest to me."
"No, I'm fine, I'll help you." Fan Yucheng smiled.
The two are alumni, they have been in love since college, and have supported each other along the way. Although they have been married for many years, their relationship is very strong.
"Last time, my mother said her back hurt, but her skin was allergic to the plaster. I bought some medical plaster for her. This is hydrosol, and she won't be allergic to it. She used it once last time and said it was very effective. This This time I bought her a few extra boxes..."
While cooking, Liang Xiahe nagged to Fan Yucheng beside him.
Liang Xiahe was tall and slender, with short ear-length hair and a pair of glasses, making her look neat and tidy.
But she was not as taciturn as a researcher, and she seemed to talk a lot. On the contrary, her husband Fan Yucheng was silent and listened attentively.
It is said that married daughters pour water, but in fact there is some truth to this statement. After a woman gets married, she basically revolves around her husband and her in-laws.
I am afraid that I care more about my parents-in-law than my own parents.
Of course, the reason why Liang Xiahe did this was because her father-in-law and mother-in-law helped them a lot, from buying a house to taking care of the children, they all contributed a lot.
Otherwise, it would be extremely difficult to settle down in Xia Jing.
And if it weren't for her in-laws, she would have resigned a long time ago and become a full-time housewife, taking care of the children at home.
Life is not as it is now, and there is still leisure to enjoy the time of two people.
Liang Xiahe is not a person who doesn't know how to be grateful, and good things are mutual.
Liang Xiahe's hands and feet were quick, and he quickly cooked several dishes.
"Dinner." She said enthusiastically.
Fan Yucheng walked behind her and offered to help her take off her apron.
"Take out the red wine that Qiushi brought last time. Let's have two glasses tonight." Liang Xiahe said.
"It's better not to, I have to drive to my parents to pick up Weiwei later." Fan Yucheng said with some hesitation.
"Take a taxi, and I will reimburse you for the round-trip fare."
"Row."
Fan Yucheng, who was still hesitating just now, immediately agreed when he heard the words.
Seeing his appearance, Liang Xiahe punched him lightly on the shoulder coquettishly.
"There's no more pocket money?"
"hey-hey……"
The simple and honest Fan Yucheng just smiled.
"Why is it gone? It is said that you are in the research institute on weekdays and don't spend much money?"
"The project is over, let's have dinner."
Fan Yucheng spoke very little, and his speech was very concise.
But Liang Xiahe, who had been with him for a long time, immediately understood what he meant.
"I'll give you some later."
"hey-hey……"
The two brought the cooked dishes to the restaurant, and just sat down to start eating, when Liang Xiahe's cell phone rang.
"Who is it?" Fan Yucheng asked with a frown.
"I don't know it. It's an unfamiliar number. I made a call before, but I didn't receive it."
Liang Xiahe thought for a while, but still got through the phone. He called her twice from a fixed number. It was obvious that he must be looking for her for something.
(End of this chapter)
As soon as Song Ci sat down on the sofa, Nuan Nuan ran over and "squeezed" into his arms.
Song Ci immediately noticed her abnormality, he knew this little thing too well.
"What's wrong with you?" So Song Ci asked strangely.
"Grandma taught me how to read today."
"really?"
"Yes, I can recognize my own name now, Song Yunnuan." Nuan Nuan said quite proudly.
"Wow, amazing, what else did grandma teach you?"
"Teach me to count, I have ten fingers, one, two, three, four, five... one, two, three, four, five..."
Nuan Nuan stretched out her chubby little hands and began to count.
Song Ci: ...
"Is there any more?" Song Ci asked curiously.
"There is also drawing, and reading stories to me. My favorite is "Chicken who Loves to Interrupt". Do you want me to tell you?"
"Okay, tell me about it."
"Little Red Chicken is going to bed."
"Chicken, before going to bed, ask Dad to tell it a story."
"Dad agreed, but Dad said, I'll tell you your favorite story today, but you can't interrupt."
"Oh, no, Dad, I'm very good."
"So Dad told the little red chicken the story of "Henschel and Gretel"..."
Song Ci was surprised to find that Nuan Nuan's talent in mathematics is average, but her language expression ability is superb.
She was able to retell the stories that grandma had read to her in a complete and orderly manner, matching her facial expressions and body movements, full of a sense of childishness.
"Is this story interesting?"
After Nuan Nuan chattered, she looked at Song Ci expectantly.
"It's very interesting." Song Shishi said honestly.
This story is very educational. It is not just a simple story, but also tells the children a truth. When others are talking, don't interrupt and listen to others.
In fact, this story is also told to adults. When children are talking, don't interrupt them and listen to them carefully.
No matter who interrupts who speaks, it is impolite behavior.
"Then did I say it well?" Nuan Nuan asked again.
"Well said, very well."
Song Ci even gave her a thumbs up.
The little guy's talent in language can actually be seen from his daily life. There are very few kids her age who can express their thoughts clearly like her.
The little guy was so happy when he heard that, he even lay down on the sofa.
But soon she seemed to think of something, got up suddenly, and said to Song Ci: "Then am I smart?"
"Of course, you're smart."
"Is it as smart as that kid?" Nuan Nuan asked.
Hearing this, Song Ci suddenly realized, it turned out that he praised Ma Yuan for being smart just now, the little guy was jealous, Song Ci felt that she was a little abnormal just now, and the reason was here.
"Smart as well." Song Ci lightly touched her small forehead and said seriously.
Now, the little guy was completely happy, and asked curiously: "Is she a little sister or a little sister?"
"It's Miss Sister."
"What's Miss Sister's name?"
"Ma Yuan."
"Ma Yuan? It sounds delicious." Nuan Nuan giggled.
"It seems to be true." Song Ci also said authentically.
Hearing this, Nuan Nuan immediately felt that her father thought the same as her, so she was even happier.
"Where is Miss Sister, can I play with her?"
"Okay, but probably not right now."
"Why?" Nuan Nuan asked a little puzzled.
Song Ci didn't know how to explain it for a while.
At this moment, Yun Shiqi rescued Song Ci.
"Nuan Nuan, come here, come here, see what grandpa bought for you..."
Yun Shiqi unwrapped a large package and took out a small car from it.
The shape is like a caterpillar with long horns. It is round and cute, and it is a bit similar to the elevated version of the Yo-Yo.
"What is this?" Nuan Nuan asked in surprise.
"Try it." Yun Shiqi said cheerfully.
Hearing this, Nuan Nuan immediately sat up on it, only to realize that there were no pedals.
"Just use your feet to kick the ground." Yun Shiqi reminded.
Hearing this, Nuan Nuan kicked her feet on the ground, and immediately rushed forward with an extremely fast speed.
"Slow down, slow down..." Yun Shiqi was startled by her, afraid that she would fall.
But Nuan Nuan was overjoyed and thought it was fun.
"How is it? Nuannuan is still very smart, right?" Kong Yumei walked over and sat next to Song Ci and said.
Obviously, she just heard the conversation between Song Ci and Nuan Nuan.
"Well, you're very talented, I guess it's all genetics from you, mother." Song Ci flattered her secretly.
However, Song Ci is not a lie. Kong Yumei's achievements in literature are not only due to hard work, which shows that she has a special talent in this area.
And Nuan Nuan's ability to fully narrate the stories she heard must also have a talent for inheritance in this regard.
"No, the main reason is that the child is born smart, just like her mother."
That's right, who does her mother look like, not you.
"When are you free, bring that child back for us to meet. After hearing what you said, I'm quite interested in her." Kong Yumei said again.
"This estimate is a bit difficult..."
Song Ci hesitated when he heard the words. The children in the orphanage must not be taken out casually, but it is not impossible to ask Police Officer Hou for help.
Because children in orphanages can be fostered, which is different from adoption. Fostering is a form of substitute care. The children still belong to the orphanage and have no fictitious blood relationship with the foster family.
And the time of foster care is also more flexible, not as long as foster care.
"If it's really difficult, let's just say it casually," Kong Yumei said.
"Well, let me ask first."
But at this point, Song Ci remembered that there was still a call he hadn't made, so he talked to Kong Yumei, picked up the phone and walked outside.
Nuan Nuan was in the yard, riding the scooter her grandfather bought for her, and Yun Shiqi bent over behind her, following every step, for fear that she would fall, it was really a sin to spend money on.
"Dad, don't worry about her. She doesn't fall that easily. Just let her go. Even if she falls, she probably won't fall anywhere."
Song Ci felt tired and flustered looking at it.
"What do you know? This is a concrete floor, and it will definitely hurt if you fall." Yun Shiqi said stiffly.
But the body was very honest, he didn't continue to bow his waist, straightened up, saw that his waist was sore, he was really old, so he subconsciously put his hands behind his back and hammered twice.
Suddenly remembering that Song Ci was still beside him, his unyielding character made him put down his hands as if nothing had happened, and quietly looked over.
"Hello... hello, may I ask..."
Song Ci walked aside as if nothing had happened before he looked over.
-
Xu Fanghong's three children have distinctive names.
The eldest daughter is called Liang Chunfang, the second daughter is called Liang Xiahe, and the youngest son is called Liang Qiushi. This is why her grandson is called Guoguo and Liang Siguo, because Qiushi is fruit.
This was originally a very romantic name, but now that I think about it, it is full of irony.
The second daughter, Liang Xiahe, stayed in Xiajing after graduation, got married, and started a family.
After having a family, she seldom went back to her hometown, and since her mother went to live with her younger brother, she seldom went home.
My hometown has become a memory in my memory.
Liang Xiahe's husband, Fan Yucheng, is also engaged in medical research just like her, but in a different field.
Researchers like them, when they have projects, basically eat and live in the laboratory, they are extremely busy, and when they don't have projects, they can spend some free time.
Liang Xiahe has a son who is already in high school this year, and his father-in-law and mother-in-law are basically taking care of him on weekdays.
"Old Fan, why did you come back so early today?"
Liang Xiahe opened the door, put down her bag, and found that her husband Fan Yucheng had returned and was cooking in the kitchen.
"Our previous project is completely over, and the next period of time will be relatively free." Fan Yucheng said.
"Oh, then take Weiwei back from her parents. Although she has just entered high school, she can't relax." Liang Xiahe took over the work from her husband while tying an apron on herself.
"Go ahead and leave the rest to me."
"No, I'm fine, I'll help you." Fan Yucheng smiled.
The two are alumni, they have been in love since college, and have supported each other along the way. Although they have been married for many years, their relationship is very strong.
"Last time, my mother said her back hurt, but her skin was allergic to the plaster. I bought some medical plaster for her. This is hydrosol, and she won't be allergic to it. She used it once last time and said it was very effective. This This time I bought her a few extra boxes..."
While cooking, Liang Xiahe nagged to Fan Yucheng beside him.
Liang Xiahe was tall and slender, with short ear-length hair and a pair of glasses, making her look neat and tidy.
But she was not as taciturn as a researcher, and she seemed to talk a lot. On the contrary, her husband Fan Yucheng was silent and listened attentively.
It is said that married daughters pour water, but in fact there is some truth to this statement. After a woman gets married, she basically revolves around her husband and her in-laws.
I am afraid that I care more about my parents-in-law than my own parents.
Of course, the reason why Liang Xiahe did this was because her father-in-law and mother-in-law helped them a lot, from buying a house to taking care of the children, they all contributed a lot.
Otherwise, it would be extremely difficult to settle down in Xia Jing.
And if it weren't for her in-laws, she would have resigned a long time ago and become a full-time housewife, taking care of the children at home.
Life is not as it is now, and there is still leisure to enjoy the time of two people.
Liang Xiahe is not a person who doesn't know how to be grateful, and good things are mutual.
Liang Xiahe's hands and feet were quick, and he quickly cooked several dishes.
"Dinner." She said enthusiastically.
Fan Yucheng walked behind her and offered to help her take off her apron.
"Take out the red wine that Qiushi brought last time. Let's have two glasses tonight." Liang Xiahe said.
"It's better not to, I have to drive to my parents to pick up Weiwei later." Fan Yucheng said with some hesitation.
"Take a taxi, and I will reimburse you for the round-trip fare."
"Row."
Fan Yucheng, who was still hesitating just now, immediately agreed when he heard the words.
Seeing his appearance, Liang Xiahe punched him lightly on the shoulder coquettishly.
"There's no more pocket money?"
"hey-hey……"
The simple and honest Fan Yucheng just smiled.
"Why is it gone? It is said that you are in the research institute on weekdays and don't spend much money?"
"The project is over, let's have dinner."
Fan Yucheng spoke very little, and his speech was very concise.
But Liang Xiahe, who had been with him for a long time, immediately understood what he meant.
"I'll give you some later."
"hey-hey……"
The two brought the cooked dishes to the restaurant, and just sat down to start eating, when Liang Xiahe's cell phone rang.
"Who is it?" Fan Yucheng asked with a frown.
"I don't know it. It's an unfamiliar number. I made a call before, but I didn't receive it."
Liang Xiahe thought for a while, but still got through the phone. He called her twice from a fixed number. It was obvious that he must be looking for her for something.
(End of this chapter)