Chapter 17: Virus (1/2)

Xia Ye picked him up out of guilt.

”Head……”

”Your head is too big, be careful next time.”

”What?”

Xia Ye didn't dare to look at the child, even after he hugged him back to the sofa and got up and opened the door. It turned out to be a newspaper delivery, Xia Ye brought the newspaper back and put it on the coffee table. He looked up and saw the candy jar. He hesitated to open it and took a piece, then opened it to feed the child.

Tang Jinyu had never received such a good treatment before, he slowly reacted when the sugar was fed to his mouth. A whole peanut nougat was stuffed into his mouth, his checks bulging,”Thank you brother~”

Xia Ye smiled at him when he saw him eating a candy, and was relieved.

Tang Jinyu was eating sugar, sitting there kicking his feet around, feeling happy.

While eating, Chen Suling saw that her son's forehead was red. After touching it, she didn't see a bulge. She ask him strangely: ”Baby, how did this happen?”

”Auntie Chen, I just…”

Before Xia Ye finished speaking, the corner of his clothes was grabbed by the little guy, looked down and saw him crawling onto his lap to sit down and spoke for him:”Mom, look!”

Tang Jinyu pointed to the TV. The TV station that was turned on was playing Indian songs and dances. The dancer was wearing a golden sari with a small red dot on her forehead, singing and dancing.

Tang Jinyu pointed to his forehead again and said, ”Pretty!”

The whole family was amused by him, and Chen Suling couldn't help laughing. ”Your red dot is too big. If you like it, mother will give you a small marker next time.”

Xia Ye didn't even have a chance to speak, and Tang Jinyu brought the atmosphere up alone.

The only little regret is that Chen Suling didn't let the child sit on Xia Ye's lap to eat. She took him back on his child chair and everyone followed along to eat.

After having their first dinner together, Xia Ye will have more time to eat next door in the future.

Teacher Xia brought a few of his students to give them pre-test tutoring. Sometimes when they were too busy, Xia Ye would have to stay for dinner with Tang Hongjun and his family.

Tang Hongjun was serious and strict. Since he agreed to give Xia Ye a tutoring lesson, he put out 120,000 points of his energy. Sometimes even if Teacher Xia was at home, he would not let Xia Ye go back and would continue his discussion on his previous topic while eating, explaining and giving him different problem solving techniques.

Xia Ye would also respond back to him while eating. Occasionally, he saw the children next to him eating, holding a small bowl and eating very slowly, using a spoon. Chen Suling spoiled him, fearing that her son would be tired, so she only asked him to eat with a spoon for a short while and then feed him the rest of his food herself.

His bowl only had a half a bowl of rice, vegetables being the majority of his bowl, broccoli and carrots were fed to the mouth and he ate it without being picky at all.

After eating, the little guy was happy: ”Thank you mom! It was delicious!”

Chen Suling was so happy that she smiled with her eyes closed.

Xia Ye remembered the way Tang Jinyu ate peanut candy before, even though it was only half a piece. Aunt Chen had also cut a little bit for the child to eat, just like feeding a hamster, and the child would be content with that.

No wonder his dad likes to feed him, he feels like he has a sense of accomplishment.

He hasn't found anything that makes him unhappy, he would be happy even if he gave him a piece of paper.

Tang Hongjun made up more than an hour of class before letting Xia Ye go back. Although he didn’t like it when people procrastinate, Xia Ye's progress surprised and he couldn't help but think of more problems for him to improve on.

After Chen Suling waited for Xia Ye to leave, she said to her husband who was stretching his back, ”What did you say today? Little Ye looked a little nervous.”

Tang Hongjun smiled and said, ”I asked my dad to discuss two topics for him. Hey, most people are nervous when they hear my dad's name!”

Chen Suling thought about it and nodded: ”That's true.” She remembered that when she was young, Tang Hongjun took her to home to do homework and asked Elder Tang for tutoring. She was nervously cramping and shivering when she wrote a single formula.

Tang Jinyu finished writing the last draft paper, handed in his ”homework”, and stretched out like his father.

Chen Suling took a look in the past. Although she was writing slowly, her handwriting was quite normal. She stretched out her hand and squeezed her son's face, teasing him: ”Xiaoyu, Grandpa will teach you how to count next time.”

Tang Jinyu was not afraid at all, ”Okay.”

Tang Hongjun laughed aloud, ”The only person who is not afraid of my dad is Xiaoyu, he deserves to be my son, he is bold!” He stretched out his arms for a hug, but was rejected by his child, ”What happened to baby?”

Tang Jinyu: ”Dad, I want to go to Teacher Xia to eat oranges.”