HP's Chinese Parents

Nick secretly sighed in his heart: "It's so warm! Look at other people's children!"

Tom was stunned for a while and immediately retorted: "Your answer is wrong!"

Abraxas said unconvinced: "What's wrong? Five cakes and five people, one for each person is more fair!"

Tom pointed to the topic and said, "The cake was bought for the four brothers, and it must be divided among the four brothers! The correct answer should be one for each person, and then divide the last cake into four parts, and one for each person!"

Abraxas said in disbelief: "Could it be that these four guys would rather take such trouble to chop up the cake than give it to mom? Let mom watch? They have already got a piece, and if they eat a small piece, they will die." ?"

Tom squawked in anger, and said, "It's a math problem! Math problem! You're wrong if you don't do it! There will be no points."

Abraxas rolled his eyes and said contemptuously, "Ha! What a stupid Muggle school."

Tom pulled Nick to comment: "Nick! Tell him whose answer is right!"

Nick: ...This is really a fire at the city gate and the fish in the pond...

Abraxas snorted, on the surface he didn't care about Nick's answer, but in fact he secretly watched this side from the corner of his eye.

Nick looked at Tom who was holding his sleeve with a wry smile, and then said his thoughts with difficulty: "Tom's answer is correct, and he will definitely get full marks in the exam."

Abraxas snorted again, then turned to face them with the back of his head.

"But," Nick sighed tenderly and helplessly looking at the triumphant Tom, "I prefer Abramovich's answer."

Abraxas, who was eavesdropping, laughed and turned around, and whistled in a way that was not in line with noble etiquette.Tom froze for a moment, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, he threw away the pen, and ran out without doing his homework.

Abraxas was no longer happy, and looked at Nick awkwardly.

Nick briefly comforted the little angel and sent him back to the guest room to rest.After setting up Abraxas, Nick began to look for Tom. The Riddle mansion was dark and quiet at night. Nick stepped on the wooden stairs and corridors, knocking on doors, opening doors, and turning on lights one by one. Turn off the lights, close the door... In the end, Nick, who was exhausted and found no one, swore that he would never speak sarcasticly again when Tom was looking for a snake.

Who knows, just when he gave up searching and went back to his bedroom, when he turned on the light, he found that this kid was lying on his bed with his back to him!

Nick felt annoyed and funny. He walked to the bed and sat down, then ruffles the child's messy hair: "Listen, am I just having fun looking for you all over the room? Hmm?"

Tom rolled over angrily and pushed his hand away, then stared at the traitor in silence.

Nick smiled and said, "Come on, come on, tell me, it's just a math problem, why are you so angry? I didn't say your answer was wrong."

"But you like his answers better!" Tom complained, "You like him better!"

Nick smiled sullenly and stretched out his hand to poke his angry face. After being patted off, he raised his hand and swore: "Tom, it's just the answer to a question. I like you. My favorite is always you. Why are you always It's jealousy."

"I'm not jealous!" Tom turned his face away, paused, and whispered sadly: "I don't have a mother, and my mother never bought me a cake, she died after giving birth to me..."

Nick was very distressed when he heard the words, and secretly scolded himself for being heartless.

"I know! I know baby." He dug the glass-hearted child out of the bed and hugged him coaxingly, "Everyone is different, and it's not your fault that you couldn't think of the answer."

Tom was held in his arms, his eyelashes flickered, and he kept a small face without looking up at him.

Nick whispered softly: "Tom, life is like this. We are born, what kind of environment we are born in, what kind of parents we have, what kind of people we meet, and what kind of things we encounter are not up to us to decide. Yes, these things subtly affect us all the time, changing or shaping our character, making or limiting our talents."

"That's right, Abraxas looks like a family and a child full of food and clothing. Only such an environment can shape his character. But you, Tom, your calm and rational character is also left by the difficult life before. Your gift. We are all like this, we learn our own unique way of being from the environment we are born in, which makes us completely different people, but we all yearn for what we don’t have.”

Nick touched his forehead to him, and repeated gently: "We all yearn for what we don't have, but don't forget what we already have..."

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In the middle of the night, a luxurious retro carriage stopped in front of Riddle's house. Mr. Malfoy got out of the carriage frowning, and opened the locked door with a wave of his wand.

"Father!" Abraxas who was pushed awake let out a low cry of excitement.

Mr. Malfoy glanced at the Muggle-style pajamas he was wearing with distaste: "Let's go, let your mother clean you up."

Abraxas immediately jumped up and changed his clothes. Before getting into the carriage, he looked back hesitantly and asked, "Dad, don't you need to tell them?"

"It's just a bunch of Muggles," Mr. Malfoy stretched out his hand to pull him into the car: "They won't remember this."

The author has something to say: the second day

Nick: Where does Tom want to go?

Tom: Pharis the Great.

Nagini: Didn't you play yesterday?Why are you still going?

Tom:? ? ? ?

Mr. Malfoy: Honey, don't worry, I haven't missed a single Muggle, and I've forgotten all of them! (Praise me quickly!)

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