Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, and it is time to pay New Year's greetings today. Thinking about Fu Shengyu going out early and coming back late every day, and not knowing how he will put on a smile, Qingyun was so excited that her mood immediately became bad.

It's just that she is still too young and can't do anything for Fu Shengyu, but she has figured out the future trends of things bit by bit, and now she can plan a bright future for him.

The cold wave is coming again, maybe it’s the last gamble of this winter.

Qingyun likes to wear a thick rabbit fur coat and a furry flower fisherman's hat and stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, looking at the row of white plum blossoms blooming in the corner of the courtyard.

The sky was gloomy. A gust of wind blew by, and plum blossoms fell down like snow.

But the flowers seemed to never stop falling, and it seemed as if they were all over the sky. When Qingyun came back to his senses, he suddenly realized that it was snowing again.

Subconsciously rubbing his warm little hands, Qingyun thought of the crabapple tree in the garden that had already formed buds. The temperature of over 20 degrees was indeed scary.

After one night, it will inevitably be broken into pieces and crushed into dust. Qingyun couldn't help but feel it was a pity.

Fu Shengyu came back early today. Seeing Qingyun blooming like a small flower bud in Fuyao's greenhouse, Fu Shengyu was so happy.

"Qingyun, look what I brought you." Fu Shengyu took out two candied haws like a magic trick, one with strawberry and the other with hawthorn.

Qingyun was very surprised. She rushed over to take the candied strawberries. She didn’t like the red bean paste stuffed in the hawthorns. She didn’t like red bean paste.

Every time Qingyun made his choice openly, Fu Shengyu would be particularly happy. He knew that this would only happen if they were close. Unlike him, he never dared to choose, nor did he dare to refuse.

However, the candied strawberries were not very friendly to Qingyun's teeth. The sugar shell on the outside was a bit thick, and she had some difficulty chewing them.

Fu Shengyu took a short break, ate a hawthorn, and looked at the plum blossoms outside the window. He felt a little headache. It was really tiring and laborious to educate children in a subtle way.

But if you are too deliberate, I am afraid that the child will find learning boring and get bored, and then he will have no place to cry.

He sighed in his heart that it was not easy to raise a child. He had to make up for his unfinished homework slowly as he was forced to do it. He bit the hawthorn and sugar shells with some resentment, making a crunching sound.

After adjusting his mood and preparing a good speech, Fu Shengyu called Qingyun to go to the window to look at the plum blossoms.

"A few plum blossoms stand alone in the corner, defying the cold. I know from afar that it is not snow because of the faint fragrance." Fu Shengyu recited with as much emotion as he could, with ups and downs.

Qingyun ate the strawberry in the sugar shell, and her mouth was filled with sweet and sour strawberry juice. She mumbled a sentence: "Because of the subtle fragrance."

Fu Shengyu sighed secretly again. He had seen Chen Musheng educate his children in this way. He was not sure if it would be applicable to his daughter, but it was said that children would be most receptive to education through entertainment. Now he could only bite the bullet and continue teaching.

"Qingyun, look at this snow and plum blossoms, do they look alike?" Fu Shengyu racked his brains to guide.

Qingyun swallowed the sticky candy and cooperated politely, "Like, the wind blew the flowers down before, there were so many of them, and then I realized it was snowing."

"Qingyun is a child who is good at observation, that's great!" Don't be anxious when encountering things, find an advantage to praise first. Fu Shengyu almost suspected that he was the best flatterer in the world.

"Look at the plum trees planted in the corner of our courtyard. They are blooming in such a cold winter. Qingyun, it looks like snow has fallen on them. How do you know they are flowers?" Fu Shengyu squatted down to be at the same level as Qingyun, and pointed at the swaying flowers on the treetops.

Qingyun thought about how to continue Fu Shengyu's education, but she soon gave up the idea. She was an ordinary child, and so was Fu Shengyu, so she decided to just do it the simplest way.

Think about it, why is that?

"I smelled a scent last night when I was out walking."

"Ah~" Fu Shengyu stretched out his tone and said with some pride: "It's because of Anxiang."

Qingyun nodded, "Because I smelled the fragrance of flowers."

Fu Shengyu was very happy. He wanted Qingyun to know that those words and phrases that might be difficult to understand are just common situations in life. Whenever he encounters them in the future, he can think of today's plum blossoms and know that as long as he understands their meaning, everything will be easy.

“The plum is three parts less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum.” Fu Shengyu recited another sentence in a profound manner and unsurprisingly saw Qingyun’s admiring gaze.

However, Qingyun did not ask any further questions, so he did not explain it today. It was not good to feed her all the time. He would feed her a bite to let her know how delicious the rice was. If she wanted to eat, she had to learn to eat by herself.

Qingyun only ate two strawberries and was too lazy to eat any more, so Fu Shengyu happily accepted the remaining candied strawberries.

When Qingyun excitedly ran to the kitchen to see what to eat for dinner, Jin Qiao found the opportunity to report to Fu Shengyu that Qingyun had given Cheng Yu 50,000 yuan.

Fu Shengyu nodded to show that he understood, and continued to chew the candy shell slowly. Fifty thousand yuan! If he had this money back then, he should be running a small business now and leading a stable and leisurely life.

He should be proud that his daughter is so kind and has such good character.

What he needs to do is to better protect this kindness and teach Qingyun not to be blindly kind.

Thinking of this, Fu Shengyu was about to find a pen to think about how to tell Qingyun the story of "The Farmer and the Snake". He wanted to let Qingyun know that not all people in the world are good, but he also wanted not to undermine Qingyun's kind character.

Fu Shengyu wanted to sigh again with a headache. If Qingyun was the one he had decided to give birth to, he should have countless notes and thoughts at this moment, which he could modify casually and take to persuade the young lady.

However, the three years she was absent were ultimately due to his incompetence as a father, and Fu Shengyu felt a little guilty.

The last thing he wanted was for his children to be like himself when he was a child.

Looking at the four big words written by the pen, Fu Shengyu really didn't know how to strike the right tone in his words. He had no choice but to call Feng Huayang to ask.

Unfortunately, Feng Huayang was also a little at a loss. She had been smart since she was young, and the struggle within the family was very fierce. The subject of "not being too kind" was not suitable for her. If her parents wanted to educate her, they would probably choose the subject of "not being too cruel".

Feng Huayang didn't know what to do, and Wen Geyin didn't quite understand either. The few people in Fufeng Fort who had a say seemed to be keeping their mouths shut, for fear of going too far with Qingyun.

Fu Shengyu had no other options, and finally it was Wen Geyin who sought help from her mother to reach the final conclusion.

Educating a child is not something that can be done overnight. In most cases, if there is too much flour, add water, and if there is too much water, add flour. Take it slowly and pay attention and remind them at all times. When the child grows up and reads more and understands better, it will be better.

Qingyun had never expected that the bedtime story would have so many twists and turns. She understood her own son's worries very well. He was not a god who knew everything. He was just an unsuccessful child. She was afraid that what he wanted was not suitable for her child, and she woke up in panic at all times.

Qingyun honestly confessed the matter of giving money to Cheng Yu. To Qingyun's surprise, Fu Shengyu did not use this incident to prove the pros and cons of "The Farmer and the Snake" and "The Thousand-Li Horse and the Horse Trainer".

Fu Shengyu praised Qingyun's kindness and thoughtfulness, respected her handling of her money, and highly praised her behavior of inquiring about Cheng Yu's situation in many aspects before giving him the money.

Qingyun was a little worried at first. She was not afraid of anyone being dissatisfied with her. She was only worried that Fu Shengyu would think she was not a good child. Fu Shengyu was both her father and her own son.

Unexpectedly, except for the bedtime story where Fu Shengyu was a little serious, the rest of the night was full of praise in all aspects. Qingyun wanted to control his expression, but his little mouth was so happy that he couldn't close it.

But after turning off the lights, Qingyun stared at the dark ceiling and tossed and turned, wondering whether he should give Chang Jin a chance.

Chang Jin's personality is not good, but everyone in Fufeng Fort accommodates each other, but it does not mean that people outside will tolerate it like this.

Fu Shengyu returned to the study room while pinching his nose bridge. Talking to children was very tiring. It was no different from discussing business. Every word had to be carefully considered.

In the study, Fu Shengyu picked up his pen and wrote down a new question in a thick notebook: Honest advice is unpleasant to the ear and the art of speaking, plus the saying that if you listen to both sides, you will be enlightened, but if you listen to only one side, you will be confused.

Qingyun was still too young to understand much of what he was saying, so he planned to wait until Qingyun went to school before telling him about it.

But he doesn't know how to explain it now. He can think about it more in his spare time.

Closing a half-used notebook with many colored sticky notes on it, Fu Shengyu sighed and said helplessly: "Education is really a long and arduous task!"