Zhutian: I have been happy to be a father since I was a child.

Shuxiangyayuan, Fang Family.

Fang Yifan's weekend tutoring only started in the afternoon.

But Tong Wenjie would not let him waste his good time in the morning.

"Still sleeping in? Lei'er has been studying for more than an hour. Why doesn't your cousin make progress? Get up quickly and read the book and do the questions."

"I didn't go to bed until after 11 o'clock last night, and I'm still sleepy now. Mom, please let me sleep for another half hour!"

"Okay, only half an hour, no sleeping in."

"Got it~"

Coming out of the second bedroom, Tong Wenjie found Fangyuan and said with some pride:

"If I hadn't persisted, would your son have been able to study so hard? Why would he take any art exams? There is really no way to go, and he is just trying to take advantage of opportunities!"

Regardless of the academic results, Fang Yifan's attitude towards learning alone made Tong Wenjie extremely happy.

In addition, she also found a job on Friday. Although it is a small company and the salary is not high, it can also slightly relieve the financial pressure on her family.

Obviously, this is a happy occasion, and it's totally time to celebrate.

Fangyuan smiled and agreed: "Yes, we have to take the main road... Ahem, listen to me and give you a section."

As he said that, he started singing: "We are walking on the road, high-spirited and high-spirited~"

Tong Wenjie tugged at him, rolled her eyes and said:

"Be careful, don't affect Lei'er's study, and don't affect Fanfan's sleep..."

Why does this sound so awkward?

Lei'er's academic performance is already so good, and he still works so hard; and his son, who is a scumbag at school, still has time to sleep?

How could this kid sleep?

Of course, that's all Fangyuan thought. He likes to play with fish and raise turtles, but he doesn't like to read books and do research, just like Fang Yifan.

"Wenjie, what do you think of Song Qian? Yingzi is so good, but she is forced to stay away from her. Alas, if Yingzi were my daughter, I would not care about her at all."

Fangyuan changed the topic.

"Then you have to work hard. With your son's current situation, even if Song Qian can like him, Qiao Weidong can't!"

"That's what I said... I think Fanfan is very nice, has high emotional intelligence, and is a bit handsome. He matches Yingzi very well."

"It's not what you think, it's what others think is good. If your son can't get into a serious university, let alone Qiao Weidong, even Song Qian will not like your son. Don't look at her promise to marry Yingzi. , she just talked about it and didn’t take it seriously at all.”

"You're thinking too far. Fanfan doesn't have to be with Yingzi."

"Okay, find me someone better than Yingzi."

"Then Huang Zhitao is very good."

"Haha, I already have the district chief's son as my boyfriend, so how can I still like your son? How about you work harder and let me become the district chief's wife?"

"In the next life, I will definitely work hard in the next life."

"I'm not kidding you, you really need to have a good relationship with Qiao Weidong, otherwise I will regret it for half my life if I miss such a good daughter-in-law like Yingzi."

"Yes, yes, I will contact Lao Qiao as soon as I have time."

"..."

***

Sunday, December 16th.

Miss Lin got up early and taught Chen Tao Bai Ji Kungfu.

Chen Tao studied very seriously.

At a quarter past nine, Chen Tao drank Biluochun tea and tasted various pastries and snacks.

Among them, his favorite is the "radish oil terminal". In addition to being delicious, this snack is one of his childhood memories.

"Uncle, your taste is not like that of people from the Northeast."

Miss Lin is so smart. She has long discovered that Chen Tao is more accustomed to eating southern delicacies.

"It's your cooking skills that have changed my eating habits. Alas, if you don't cook for me in the future, I'm afraid I'll go hungry~"

"I don't want to be your cook, but you want to be my personal chef. From now on, when I go to work to support the family, you can prepare meals at home and eat them together when I come back."

"I wish I could. I hate working the most. It would be great to be a househusband!"

"Kekeke..."

While they were talking and laughing, Chen Tao's cell phone rang. It was a call from Fangyuan.

"Old Qiao, have you eaten?"

"We just started eating and haven't finished the cup of tea yet. What can I do for you?"

"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do? Let's find a place to get together in the evening, and by the way, we can also sing this weekly song that has been delayed for a long time."

"Definitely next time, I want to accompany my girlfriend today."

"Oh, why don't you just bring her here too?"

"She doesn't want to go out today, she just wants to watch TV at home, and I have to accompany her."

"Then let's meet again tomorrow night?"

"...Okay, I happen to be going to see Yingzi tomorrow night. If we have time, we can find a place to have a drink."

These days, Chen Tao has been coaching his daughter remotely, letting her compete with Song Qian in a battle of wits and courage. It's time to observe the effect on the spot.

After the call ends.

Miss Lin pretended to be dissatisfied: "Why do I just want to watch TV at home? You disgusting uncle, you just don't like me and don't want to take me to meet your friends, right?"

Chen Tao suppressed his laughter and said seriously:

"That's wrong. It's just because I like you so much and care so much about you that I hide my beauty in the golden house and don't want others to look at you."

Miss Lin smiled, held her pretty face in her hands, and said narcissistically:

"It seems that I am so beautiful that even a scumbag like uncle is obsessed with me like this? Yuting, Yuting, you let other girls... uncle, what do you want to do?"

Chen Tao nodded.

The next day.

Half past four in the afternoon.

"Everyone has been working very hard these days. Go ahead and make arrangements for them to have a dinner together. If anyone has something to do at home, don't force it."

Chen Tao turned off the computer and ordered the female secretary.

"Yes, Mr. Qiao."

The female secretary smiled and agreed.

Chen Tao nodded, carried his bag and walked out of the office.

Before going to Shuxiang Yayuan, he had to find a place to have dinner.

After thinking for less than two minutes, he had an idea and went to a Spanish restaurant.

It was here that he met Teacher Sharon.

Teacher Sharon didn't come here today, but another acquaintance was here.

Seeing Chen Tao come in, Miss Hamabe, who came with her best friend, immediately waved happily and said:

"Ogi-san~ come here quickly!"

Isn't this too coincidental?

Chen Tao walked over and sat down. Under the curious eyes of his best friend, he said hello to her in Japanese taught by Miss Hamabe:

"Dig in the mud, dig in Daxi and Chen Tao, yo Luo Xi is cool."

When he is with the teacher, Chen Tao always uses his real name.

My best friend said: "Uncle, I am not from the island country."

Miss Hamabe gasped, a bright smile blooming on her pretty face.

After laughing for a while, she hugged Chen Tao's arm and introduced her best friend to him.

The three of them chatted and ate, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Of course, Chen Tao is still a layman in Japanese, so he can't understand some of Miss Hamabe's whispers, let alone why his best friend is blushing.

At 6:30 p.m., after having dinner, Chen Tao drove to Shuxiang Yayuan.