Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

The sun was shining brightly on Sunday. Spring has come and the birds have all flown back from the south. They were chirping non-stop early in the morning. They must be very happy to meet old friends again.

Time seemed to flow faster on weekends, and Qingyun didn’t feel that he was that busy during the weekdays. In fact, he just watched more, listened more, asked more, and learned more, which was not much different from normal time.

As long as I have the name of work, I feel tired no matter what I do. I am curious whether the word "work" can suck away a person's energy.

Qingyun thought Fu Shengyu would go out early today to deal with some things, but when he came down he found him leisurely drinking tea and reading a book.

Qingyun is very envious of her own son's efficiency in dealing with emotions. She is a person who will always waste time on internal friction, constantly reviewing and doubting.

But this also has its advantages. She is very sensitive and can perceive other people's thoughts. She can always speak the truth about other people's inner thoughts, so she can find a responsible editor.

Walking closer, Qingyun saw the book in Fu Shengyu's hand - "Child Psychology".

Tsk, Qingyun sighed inwardly, I may disappoint you, father, she should not be considered a child.

When Fu Shengyu saw Qingyun, he smiled and said, "Good morning, Qingyun."

"Good morning, father."

Qingyun was very worried. Who was going to be unlucky? It was so miserable. Didn't she know the character she created? As long as Fu Shengyu smiled so kindly, it meant that someone was going to be unlucky.

Let us observe three seconds of silence for this man.

After a harmonious breakfast, Qingyun wanted to find something to do so as not to waste such a good weekend, but she was soon pulled out for a walk by Fu Shengyu.

The sunshine was so nice. Qingyun looked up at the pear tree full of snow-white leaves. It really looked like a cluster of white feathers, shining in the sunshine.

She used to think that red flowers and green leaves were commonplace and therefore tacky, but now she discovers that the pollens of spring flowers are all different, and the leaves have different shades of green, which makes them particularly full of vitality, bright and warm.

"Thank you for your hard work this week, Qingyun." Fu Shengyu lowered his head to look at Qingyun who was in a daze, and called her back to her senses.

Qingyun shook his head blankly and said that it wasn't that hard, just a little tired and didn't want to go out, but there was still a sense of accomplishment, so it wasn't too bad.

"Tomorrow is Monday, Qingyun has to attend a meeting and he needs to tell everyone what he did this week." Fu Shengyu said with a smile, his tone casual, trying to make the matter seem insignificant.

To Qingyun, these words were like a bolt from the blue. She looked up at the golden rising sun in disbelief.

She said which unlucky person was so miserable, it was her, it was her!

What a gentle and friendly smile! It's clearly the smile of a weasel wishing a happy new year to a chicken. It's a smile with bad intentions! Her writing is not good, and her writing is not objective and true! She wants to revise the chapters and the text. She's going to make a scene!

Perhaps sensing Qingyun's unhappiness, Fu Shengyu tentatively squatted down to hug her. Qingyun struggled slightly, causing Fu Shengyu's whole body to stiffen.

It was particularly painful for two people who were not good at communicating actively to fall silent. When Qingyun wanted to speak to ease the atmosphere, Fu Shengyu's somewhat apologetic voice came: "Sorry Qingyun."

Feeling the child in his arms stiffen, Fu Shengyu felt a little sad, "I think maybe I'm too impatient. You should enjoy your childhood at such a young age."

"I always think about how you will grow up, and I worry that you will be like me back then, knowing nothing and understanding nothing."

"I want to teach you everything I know, leave you all my property, and let you live a good life no matter what."

Fu Shengyu felt a little sad when he said this. He took a break before continuing, "But I think I was wrong. You are different from me. You don't need to be anxious. I will accompany you to grow up slowly."

"In any case, don't be in a hurry, take your time, Qingyun, I hope you have a happy childhood."

Qingyun slowly relaxed. It was indeed him and indeed her. As a child, she was always worried about being abandoned and worried that her parents would have an accident and no one would take care of them, so she was always eager to grow up.

When they grow up, they take it for granted to impose this idea on their children. It may also be due to fear of the unknown and worry that they will not be able to accompany their children to grow up.

All in all, what Fu Shengyu asked her to do might be just the first skill he had taught her in such a long time. Before that, it was just principles that he had learned from her through osmosis.

Qingyun hugged Fu Shengyu and made an excuse for himself, "Father, I'm just afraid that I can't do it well."

Fu Shengyu understood this feeling very well. It was just like when he joined the army. He knew nothing and was afraid of everything. He could only learn from others secretly. What he thought at the time was that the worst that could happen was death. What was the big deal?

"It's okay Qingyun. Dad was also scared at first, but Qingyun, you have dad here, so you can be braver." Fu Shengyu kissed Qingyun's forehead gently. He wanted to give her enough love so that she would have the courage and confidence to face everything.

"Then..." Qingyun shyly lowered his head to step on the newly grown grass, his voice small but firm, "Then father, please teach me."

Upon hearing this, Fu Shengyu first breathed a sigh of relief, but then he was in a dilemma. If he continued to teach her, would it be considered as breaking his promise not to rush?

If I don't teach her, wouldn't it be another blow to the child? Qingyun has just mustered up the courage, but will it be weak then and finally exhausted?

Qingyun noticed his hesitation, raised his head and said to Fu Shengyu seriously: "Father, it is Qingyun who wants to learn now, not that father regrets it."

Fu Shengyu hugged Qingyun tightly, then picked her up and turned her around twice before he suppressed his joy. His daughter has become flexible and has grown a little more today than yesterday. This is great.

Let him think about how to induce Qingyun to think and ask questions first, "Father will take you there tomorrow, and you will sit next to father, okay?"

Qingyun nodded. She thought that if it were her, she would probably first report to the Fufeng Fort board of directors. It would be troublesome if she became frightened and autistic because of the large number of people.

"Okay!" She agreed readily, but she didn't quite know what to say and asked again, "But Qingyun doesn't know what to say."

Fu Shengyu strode with Qingyun in his arms towards the place he had prepared. Under the crabapple tree was a stone table that was moved from Wen Geyin's place, on which was the paper and pen he had prepared.

After what happened just now, Fu Shengyu didn't plan to put Qingyun on the stool aside for the time being. He just sat on his lap so that he could sense and comfort him in time if he had any emotional problems.

“First, let’s recall what Qingyun does every day.” Fu Shengyu said as he opened his notebook and wrote a number.

"On the first day, I went to see the warehouse and the vegetable garden. Then, Uncle Lin Song's land was not good, so I went to find Uncle Lin Song, and he showed me a performance." Qingyun said in a baby voice.

Fu Shengyu drew a large warehouse and a piece of land on the paper. It was a bit abstract, but recognizable.

"And what did you find out?"

"I learned a lot about vegetables, and I also need to exercise well. That brother can punch very far." Qingyun stretched out his little fist and gestured. Fu Shengyu knew that he was talking about hitting a sandbag, so he also drew it abstractly.

Qingyun thought carefully about what he did every day and told everything he had learned. If he had not learned anything, he would tell you, and if he had not learned anything, forget it.

Fu Shengyu also added some more information, such as knowing to feed the rabbits clean water, and that rabbits can bite people.

He remembered everything Qingyun told him very clearly. Fu Shengyu looked at the masterpiece in front of him and felt a little guilty. He really couldn't draw, and he didn't know if Qingyun could understand it.

"Then let's categorize and summarize these." Fu Shengyu quickly sorted out his mood. "Qingyun, which ones do you think are related to eating?"

"The warehouse, the farmland, the little rabbits, and the fish in my aunt's pond."

Fu Shengyu had a headache. Was it too difficult for the children to explain that some fish cannot be eaten and some things are considered pets?

While Fu Shengyu was silent, Qingyun looked carefully at the painting on the paper. Although his own son's painting was a bit abstract, it was still very realistic. If conditions allowed, it would definitely not be inferior to Professor Chen's Chinese paintings.

"From which of these did Qingyun learn knowledge, and which did he just see?" If one way is blocked, try another one. Fu Shengyu reminded himself that he must not be nervous when educating children, and must not be confused by the children.

"Warehouse, farming, little rabbits, exercising, and being safe in the amusement park." Qingyun counted on her fingers. She thought she had learned a lot, but she didn't expect there were only these few things.

"What did Qingyun see?"

"The fish in the pond have come up, the pear blossoms in the pear orchard have bloomed, there are two white weeping crabapples over at the amusement park, and there are several pear blossom crabapples and red weeping crabapples over at my aunt's place, they are so pretty."

"The forsythia flowers on the other side of the small gate have bloomed, the magnolia flowers have faded, and there are a lot of rape flowers blooming on the mountain behind..." Qingyun kept counting.

Fu Shengyu listened patiently, thinking about the topography of Fufeng Fort, until Qingyun stopped and turned to look at him, then he smiled and said, "Qingyun is very good at summarizing. It's great that he didn't make any mistakes at all."

Qingyun immediately showed her little white teeth happily, with a shy blush on her face.

"Then let's summarize." Fu Shengyu gave up on asking Qingyun to summarize what he had learned. It was too difficult, so he decided to start with something simple. "What does it mean that the flowers are blooming?"

"Spring is here." Qingyun answered quickly. This was what was on her mind.

This answer makes sense, but it also feels a bit strange, but the words he prepared seem to describe the arrival of spring.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "Yes, spring is here, all the flowers are blooming, Fufeng Fort is very beautiful, the scenery is pleasant, isn't it?"

Qingyun thought about it and said, "Yes!" It's very suitable for a picnic to enjoy the flowers.

The morning passed quickly, and Fu Shengyu carried Qingyun on his shoulders and went back to eat.

"Qingyun can think about it carefully and speak boldly tomorrow. After all, you have your father." Fu Shengyu wanted Qingyun to review. This is what his teachers always taught him when he was in school.

"it is good!"

Qingyun racked her brains in the sunroom the whole afternoon. She didn't want to lose face in front of her own son, and she didn't want to embarrass her own son even more. She was a strong-willed person.

In the evening, Qingyun received a message from Xiao Qilin, inviting her to go picking tea next Wednesday.

Qingyun had never picked tea in her life. She became excited and threw all her headaches aside. She wanted to pick out clothes and get ready.

Thanks to the little Qilin, Qingyun fell asleep with anticipation and a little nervousness.