C3 (1/2)

Du Su quickly finished preparing dinner and came out wearing her apron to shout at Wei Zhao, ”Go home and eat dinner.”

”Aren't you enjoying the Spring Flower at our place?”

”No, Aunt, I'm going home too.” Everyone was in the same situation. The children were sensible and knew that they shouldn't eat at other people's homes. Not to mention being neighbors, they couldn't even go to their own uncle's house.

Spring Flower reluctantly said to Wei Zhao, ”Tomorrow, Little Tiger and the others are going out to beg for food. Do you want to come?”

Wei Zhao hurriedly shook his head.

Little Tiger and the others' request for food was actually just like a game children played. It wasn't because they couldn't eat, but because they wanted to beg, so the adults couldn't take it seriously.

Wei Zhao had played with him once before, and now that the teacher knew about it, he cooked some bamboo shoots and fried some fresh meat.

When he reached home, Boss Du had already returned and was washing her face and hands.

Wei Zhao stood on his tiptoes and took out a cloth from the clothesline to wipe his face. Boss Du grinned at him, ”My daughter is so sensible!” This praise was definitely not made with pure gold or silver.

After dinner, Wei Zhao stood in front of his parents and started reciting. Although they couldn't understand it, those sentences sounded very melodious.

Even though Eldest Brother Du had a mind of his own, it didn't stop him from bragging that he had three great hobbies in his life: a child, a wife, and a hot brick.

In the past, when the couple had no children, his wife was the first. Ever since they had Wei Zhao, as she grew up, it was as if a sapling had sprouted from the ground and grown into a small green tree. Wei Zhao's position in his heart grew day by day.

Previously, when Eldest Brother Du wanted a son, he had the intention of growing up to support his daughter. After scaring her like a wife, he immediately used water to put out that little thought.

At this moment, he started to worry. What if someone bullied Miss Zhao in the future? No, he had to teach her to be more powerful.

But how? Boss Du was anxious.

He doesn't know how to teach, but the teachers in the academy should know, right? However, this matter still needed him, the head of the family, to personally speak to him.

”Great! Daddy will help you get your hair undone. You can go to bed. You still have to wake up early tomorrow to go to school.” Wei Zhao's bag was tied with a butterfly knot made from red hair string. Her father wouldn't comb her hair, so he could only take the job of untying the bow, even though Wei Zhao could do it himself.

Wei Zhao went out and brought the wooden basin to the water tank, then scooped two ladles of cold water into it. When his mother had finished boiling water and brought it over, Wei Zhao quickly pulled on his father, ”Wash your feet.”

Boss Du was moved. ”Good child, I won't wash. You wash.”

Wei Zhao, ”No, your feet are so smelly. What if mother gets so smelly?”

Eldest Brother Du's heart was stuck and his lungs had been stuffed by his stinky feet.

Ever since Wei Zhao entered the school, his words were like beads when coaxing people. Even when he was naughty, it was enough to make people at a loss whether to laugh or to cry.

Eldest Brother Du looked for Mister Qian and bashfully gave him two pounds of fat meat. Only then did he manage to finish what he was saying.

Mr. Qian's eyebrows were raised high, ”You mean that Wei Zhao was wronged in the academy?”

Eldest Brother Du quickly waved his hand. ”No, no, everyone who is able to enter school is a good kid. How can you bully others?” He had never seen such a burly scholar, but had seen such a pale scholar. He was worried that Wei Zhao would grow up to be more and more cowardly, and that he wouldn't be able to interact only with Elementary Scholars in the future. What if he met someone who didn't listen to reason?

Seeing Mr. Qian's' not understand 'look, Boss Du could only patiently explain, ”Me and Niuniu, uh, Wei Zhao's mother only has one child, without the good fortune of having a brother to support her, doesn't that mean we want to make her a little more stubborn? If she grows up and gets bullied by others, we won't be able to help her when we grow old …”

He already knew that Boss Du was infertile, but Boss Du didn't know (and he couldn't be told). Now that Boss Du was his father, Mr. Qian was very concerned about the future of the child, so he was a little touched!

It was all the emperor's fault, how could Weibo conduct an interview? Uh, actually, His Majesty couldn't be entirely to blame. Mr. Qian had met with Wei Zhaoyang before. In that case, the emperor's taste was really … aiyo, disrespectful, disrespectful …

Being moved by Eldest Brother Du's love for his daughter, Mr. Qian was just about to slap his chest and say, ”Don't worry, I won't guarantee anything else. But in the future, she will only bully others. No one else can bully her …”

Boss Du: Can you believe that? Does he look like a fool? Forget it, it was better to teach Wei Zhao personally. Although this sir was very talented, he had a faint unreliable feeling about it.

Big Boss Du's mental activity had changed to a very lively one, as he said, ”Then I'll thank you first! This is enough for two catties of fat, it's something we honor you with. ”