Allow her to be pampered

Every day after this Sunday, Chi Rong is full of anticipation all the time.

There are too many surprises waiting for her.

She and Dad have not seen each other for several years, about three or four years, if they say they don't miss her, it must be a lie.

And another expectation is that pair of pens.

Chi Rong didn't have the habit of practicing calligraphy, but that pen could be regarded as very meaningful.

According to what the craftsman said, this fountain pen has a lot of background.It seems that there are old friends and newcomers, the fate went round and round, and finally fell from Wu's father back to Wu Qingzhi.

In fact, Chi Rong still has some unspeakable thoughts on the pen, that is, she finally has a token that matches Wu Qingzhi's heart.

Regardless of the love stories of the East and the West, where is the object of love without a token of love?

In The Story of the West Chamber, Cui Yingying gave a mandarin duck pillow, which is really bold!In contrast, Wu Qingzhi took care of her emotions by giving her a pen.

So these days, Chi Rong has been diligently going to school and studying, never taking errands or thinking about mahjong, writing homework carefully, and getting "A" in every door.

Chi Rong thought to himself, in this way, Wu Qingzhi would be relieved, and her father would definitely praise her when he saw that she had improved after returning to China.

One night, Jiang Mengguang brought his younger brother to the Wu Mansion for dinner, but they were both surprised to see Chi Rong holding an English textbook to review.

"Wu Qing, your...why is he still reading?" Jiang Xingguang couldn't help asking.

Wu Qingzhi was busy with the account books in his hand, so he just hummed casually.

Jiang Mengguang then said: "Hey, what's the matter, when you reach the age, you will naturally be good. Whose children don't have a rebellious period."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Qingzhi suddenly raised his head and stared straight at Jiang Mengguang: "Meng Guang, your mouth has become more and more clever recently."

Jiang Mengguang had a hippie smile: "If you want to be old, how can you not have a three-inch tongue."

It is a good thing that Chi Rong is willing to study consciously. She is naturally quick-witted and smart. In the past, she just didn't work hard on her studies, but as long as she put in a little effort, she has already achieved some results.

The best proof is Chi Rong's English grades. Her English has obviously improved a lot. Now she doesn't need to be taught to read the texts, and she can memorize the Chinese translation of words. She can always get full marks for writing a practice question.

This should have been a happy event.

At first Wu Qingzhi was really relieved by this, but after a long time, he discovered the disadvantages.

That means Chi Rong will never ask him about homework again.

In the past, when Chi Rong cheated and refused to do her homework, Wu Qingzhi had a hundred ways to put her in front of the desk, and the process of hugging and hugging her was always inevitable.

But it's different now.

Chi Rong went into the room to do her homework after school, with no distractions, nothing to worry about, leaving Wu Qingzhi behind, and only talked at dinner.

Wu Qingzhi was very depressed.

Chi Rong worked hard, so he naturally had no reason to interfere, he could only watch from a distance and not get close.

Chi Rong devoted himself to the sea of ​​books, obviously not paying attention to these three elders.

Wu Qingzhi stopped writing, lowered his voice, and asked suddenly: "Do you also think that Chi Rong has been working too hard recently?"

Jiang Xingguang said: "It's not too much, I think she needs to work harder! All English is pediatrics. In a few days, I will invite a few gentlemen to learn piano, violin, school affairs, account management, and stocks. Let her do it all." Make it up, learn everything! Otherwise, what kind of wife are you?"

What he said was really from the bottom of his heart, but Wu Qingzhi glared at him fiercely.

Jiang Xingguang really didn't understand why.

Jiang Mengguang slapped his younger brother on the back, and said bitterly, "Are you out of your mind?"

Immediately, he changed his smile, and frowned slightly at Wu Qingzhi: "Why do you think your family is working so hard? Don't you want to make your face bright, and don't hurt her, why are you so anxious!"

But seeing that Wu Qingzhi was still not smiling, Jiang Mengguang hurriedly said again: "It's just... hard work must be useful."

Wu Qingzhi raised his eyebrows: "Why did you say that? Let's hear it."

Jiang Mengguang said: "It's not easy for Chinese people to learn foreign language. They finally learned to write, but they are dumb. Those who can speak, most of them still have a Mandarin accent. Your little wife followed you. After that, you will Seeing the big scene! Wu Qing, after all, you are also a person who has lived in London for more than ten years, and when you open your mouth, you speak English accents with accents and tunes, so you have to let her learn it."

Wu Qingzhi rested his chin, thought for a moment, and finally nodded.

When having dinner, the atmosphere on the table is delicate.

Chi Rong was gnawing on a chicken wing with all her strength, but she saw Wu Qingzhi staring at her with burning eyes.

Chi Rong hesitated and stopped talking: "Do you also want to eat chicken wings... If you want to eat, you can pick it up yourself, why are you staring at me all the time!"

Wu Qingzhi was taken aback, shook his head immediately, and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a dish of stir-fried green beans.

The green beans were tiny, and the gorgon juice had starch and sesame oil added, which made it a little greasy. Wu Qingzhi picked up the bean twice, but he didn't pick up the bean.

Wu Qingzhi has developed the rules of eating since he was a child. All the dishes touched by the chopsticks must be put into his own bowl and must not fall back into the plate.

So he went to pick up the bean again.

Chi Rong couldn't see it, put down the deliciously gnawed chicken wings with one hand, squeezed Wu Qingzhi's chopsticks away with an enamel spoon, and scooped a large spoonful of green beans into his bowl.

"Do you want more?" Chi Rong scooped up another spoonful of green beans, "If you want to eat beans, you have to scoop them up with a spoon, it's so hard to use chopsticks."

Wu Qingzhi looked at Chi Rong, then at the emerald green beans, nodded slightly, and winked at the Jiang brothers.

Jiang Mengguang had an idea, immediately swallowed the food in his mouth, pointed to the plate of green peas and asked, "Chi Rong, let me test you, how do you say peas in English?"

Chi Rong instantly felt that the chicken wings in her mouth were not delicious, and she hated people to disturb her eating happily, so she bluntly scolded: "Jiang Mengguang, I am not a child of your relatives, you think it is New Year's Eve Test your knowledge!"

Bad start!The three elders thought to themselves.

Under the dinner table, Jiang Mengguang stepped on his younger brother's leather shoes, forcing him to speak, "pea...pea?"

Chi Rong and Jiang Xingguang are the worst opponents, like calves competing with each other, Jiang Xingguang has mistakes, and she will definitely expose them: "Such a big plate of peas, shouldn't it be peas!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Jiang Mengguang clapped his hands, with a look of enlightenment, "But it seems that the pronunciation is not quite right, why don't you ask Wu Qingjiao to teach you after dinner, he has stayed in England the longest, and his accent is the most authentic and the most Nice to hear."

Wu Qingzhi wiped his mouth with a napkin elegantly, tapped the table with his fingertips: "That's all, let's eat first."

Chi Rong then smiled gratefully at Wu Qingzhi, her eyes were like water apricots, round and big, this smile was naturally sweet.

Chi Rong concentrated on nibbling on her chicken wings again, while Wu Qingzhi was still watching her silently.

Although Chi Rong had a strange heart, but the chicken wings were so delicious that it was hard for her to think otherwise, so she only thought that Wu Qingzhi was a glutton for meat, but he couldn't eat greasy food, so she let him see it.