Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

Jiang Wangshu:?

Hearing this, Hua Lin looked at her with a pair of big eyes. Jiang Wangshu, who was forced to do something, had no choice but to say, "Let me see."

"it is good."

Hua Lin handed the notebook to her. Jiang Wangshu took it and looked at it. She had never played puzzle games like Sudoku before, but she understood it after reading it.

It was just filling in numbers. A 9x9 grid, with some numbers given, and the other spaces needed to be filled in. This was probably a bit difficult for Hua Tingjue, not to mention putting herself in the shoes of a child. She remembered that the child seemed to be less than three years old. It seemed that he should be the legendary genius child.

Hua Lin seemed to be stuck on the most critical blanks, and Jiang Wangshu filled them in for him.

After watching her finish filling it out, Hua Lin suddenly realized that this was the case. At the same time, there was more admiration in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Wangshu.

"Sister Wangshu, can you tell me about it?"

"Okay." Since he asked, Jiang Wangshu had no reason to refuse.

"First, we can use the process of elimination. Eliminate all the numbers in these rows, leaving 6 and 9 to be filled in. We then use another column to eliminate 6, so the only number left is 9..."

She lowered her head and explained to him gently and patiently. Hua Lin was smart and understood things immediately. This made Jiang Wangshu wonder why teachers like to tutor smart students.

So does she.

Thinking of this, she casually glanced at Hua Tingjue who was eating grapes.

Hua Tingjue felt a gaze, turned his head suspiciously, and asked stupidly and confusedly: "What are you looking at?"

"You are blessed."

Fortune favors fools.

Did she praise him? Did red rain fall from the sky?

"That is."

Hua Tingjue: ╰(*′︶`*)╯

His eyes were blazing and he raised one eyebrow lazily, looking extremely proud.

Jiang Wangshu: “…”

……

After reading for a while, it was time for Hua Lin to exercise, and the nanny took him to change into sportswear. While the nanny was taking Hua Lin out, Jiang Wangshu suddenly asked a question: "He is less than three years old, right?"

"Yes, Xiaolin is two and a half years old." Her inexplicable question made Hua Tingjue a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just think he is really smart."

"Of course, Xiao Lin is a child prodigy with a very high IQ."

Among the nephews and nieces, apart from the fifth one who has a brain as precise as an instrument, Xiao Lin is the smartest. He is the successor of the Hua family designated by his mother.

She suddenly asked him this, and Hua Tingjue felt something was wrong. He put down the watermelon in his hand, leaned over and asked, "Do you like this kind of smart kid?"

Jiang Wangshu: "No one likes a fool."

Hua Tingjue frowned. Why did it feel like she was scolding someone?

He, who always had a strange way of thinking, had the wrong idea again. He immediately put himself in his daughter's perspective. She liked smart children, so she would not dislike her own child for not being smart enough in the future, right?

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. Hua Tingjue got anxious and began to brainwash Jiang Wangshu crazily, chattering non-stop: "Children's IQ is predetermined by heaven. They have no choice about it. You can't dislike her just because she's not a genius, right?"

"We as parents should be tolerant instead of being too demanding."

What he didn't notice was that he was already speaking anxiously and angrily, without paying any attention to his own limits.

"Everyone wants to be a genius, but there are only a limited number of geniuses. Maybe she was a step behind, or maybe God just didn't bless her and she failed to become a genius, so this is not her fault at all!"

"It's enough for a child to be innocent and kind. Why force her to have a high IQ? She doesn't have to go to a prestigious university. As long as she enjoys the world happily, that's her parents' greatest wish!"

"Isn't it?!"

Jiang Wangshu looked at him. For the first time, he made her dizzy. She shook her head, frowned, and looked him up and down with a serious and complicated expression before she said, "Are you crazy?"

She just said one sentence. Is it necessary to get so angry and make a big deal out of it?

Hua Tingjue admitted loudly:

"Yes, I'm just crazy!"

"Parents should be the most reliable support for their children, and they should not blindly push their children to do things. This is wrong!"

"What is a chicken baby?"

Jiang Wangshu didn't quite understand the words that came out of nowhere.

Hua Tingjue stopped to explain to her: "Some parents give their children a boost. In order for their children to study well and get good grades, they constantly arrange studies and activities for their children and let them work hard."

Jiang Wangshu took a bite of the sweet watermelon and said four words indifferently in response to this explanation:

"pretty good."

Hua Tingjue was immediately furious: "What do you mean it's fine? Fine, fine, you are such a person!"

He slammed the table, his chest heaving with anger at her words. He even snatched the watermelon from her hand and threw it far away.

"Stop eating it!"

Crazy, crazy! Jiang Wangshu’s eyelids twitched.

"What's wrong with me? What kind of person have I become?"

Hua Tingjue put his hands on his waist and accused her very confidently: "That's your child, you don't feel sorry for her, but instead think it's good to have a baby?"

Jiang Wangshu didn't understand his logic either. She asked sincerely, "Is it wrong to ask her to become excellent? Besides, if she doesn't study, will she have to beg for food in the future?"

Hua Tingjue snorted: "There is more than one way in the world to study."

Jiang Wangshu sneered: "This sentence is for rich people to hear."

"you……"

"But the poor ..."

Hua Tingjue was speechless. He really didn't know how to refute her for a moment, because he had seen the poverty in Yixi Town, and studying in the barren mountains was indeed a rare way out.

Jiang Wangshu's brain had been forced offline by the noise just now, but now that he had recovered, he stared straight at Hua Tingjue and asked, "No, what do you mean that's my child? Where did I get my child?"

Hua Tingjue was visibly panicking.

In the blink of an eye, he began to stutter, "Uh... I... I, I was just giving an analogy, if... yes! If you had a child!"

Jiang Wangshu's eyes darkened: "I won't have children."

She doesn't want to start a family, nor will she give birth to a child for a man, nor will she give birth to a child to become a stumbling block to herself.

The argument between the two about parenting ended with her words.

……

Hua Lin is really easy to take care of. They don't have to worry about anything. Whether it's reading or exercising, the three of them are busy with their own things in the morning, and it passes quickly.

After lunch, Jiang Wangshu was about to pack up and go out. Hua Tingjue, who was passing by her room door, asked casually, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to the 'cloud' again this afternoon."

"What are you doing there?"

Jiang Wangshu asked him back: "What do you think?"

Hua Tingjue understood what she meant instantly and frowned, "No way, why do you still want to work part-time?"

Jiang Wangshu hesitated for a moment, then said without turning his head: "I still have something to do."