Chapter 16 Sixteen v Announcement

The bankruptcy of a company is not sudden, but the precursor usually starts with internal decline.

When Song Fenglin went back to work after his birthday, he found that the world had changed.

Originally he was responsible for all technical matters, but now everyone wants to get involved.

Mr. Zhang asked in the morning and Mr. He asked in the afternoon.

He was so annoyed that he hired an intern to write a daily report.

That’s it. It’s just the beginning.

The Empress of the East Palace and the Empress of the West Palace are at war with each other, and no one can escape this vortex.

Song Fenglin worked overtime until the early morning for several days in a row. When he got home, he felt dizzy and fell asleep immediately.

Being so tired, Chen Yun thought of letting him sleep a little longer and sending the children to school herself.

While her two children were entering kindergarten, she was still chatting with other parents at the door, reluctant to leave.

The topic was not gossip, but the recent hot topic of kindergarten to primary school.

Parent A: “Qiqi’s mom has connections. She can send her child to the affiliated primary school for $300,000.”

Parent B: “Haoyu is too lively. He will definitely not be able to handle the rules and regulations of a public school. Anyway, he will go abroad sooner or later, so he might as well go to an international school.”

Parent C: “We used to rely on ourselves for education. If the child can study, then he can study. If not, don’t put too much pressure on him.”

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Whoever says is right. After all, every child and family situation is different.

Chen Yun still hopes that her daughter can attend the district experimental primary school. After all, it is in the first tier and is close to home.

However, the pressure of this wish does not fall on Chen Xingyue, but on her parents to bear the responsibility of buying a school district house.

But then again, owning a house is not a guaranteed thing.

Even Liu Yingxia heard a bunch of gossip downstairs, and asked her daughter while picking vegetables: "Can Xingxing go to the experiment?"

Chen Yun knew that if she didn't guarantee it, she would be worried and unable to sleep at night, so she said: "It's been three years since we bought the house and moved our household registration, there's no problem."

That's good, Liu Yingxia: "It's too difficult for children to go to school now. Did you know that Dongshan has school district housing?"

Dongshan is a town, and Chen Yun's family is originally from a village under its jurisdiction.

However, she grew up in the Xinyao City area of ​​her hometown, and her only memories of the countryside are during festivals and holidays.

She asked, "How much is it per square meter?"

Liu Yingxia gestured with her hand and said, "Eight thousand."

Chen Yun remembered that when she went back to her hometown last time, she saw that the salary of employees in the milk tea shop in the town was also three to four thousand.

She asked, "Are there many people buying houses?"

Liu Yingxia said, "Even if they have money, people don't buy them. They all prefer to build their own."

Building houses is the obsession of the older generation, which Chen Yun actually doesn't quite understand.

She has no deep affection for her hometown and is purely fulfilling her parents' wishes. However, she still feels sorry for the more than one million yuan when she thinks about it occasionally.

Since you spend money, you have to get value for money.

She said, "Wait until summer vacation comes, then you can take the child back and stay for a few days."

Liu Yingxia's face lit up with joy, but she still said, "Xingxing isn't going to sign up for kindergarten-primary school transition?"

Chen Yun: "It's just half a month, it won't delay your granddaughter's college entrance examination."

If she is pushed so hard at such a young age, it may not be good for her when she grows up.

Liu Yingxia firmly believes that with the combination of 985 and 211 in her family, there will definitely be no cowards born.

She said, "Don't worry, I will definitely keep an eye on her while she studies and does her homework."

Chen Yun said with a smile, "Let her have fun."

Liu Yingxia: "What fun things can there be in the village? I just bring them back to show off that I have descendants."

The mental torture she suffered many years ago because of not having a son was solved because of the third generation.

No matter how outstanding Chen Yun is, the peak of her life seems to be when her child takes her surname.

She actually didn't want to participate in this topic and put the food aside: "I'm going to see how Xingxing is doing with his homework."

Chen Xingyue was playing with an eraser and keenly caught the sound of her mother's footsteps.

She reacted immediately like a cat whose tail was stepped on, pretending that she had been doing her homework seriously.

He kept staring at her, as if she were a criminal.

If you don't pay any more attention to this child, he will cause trouble for adults.

Chen Yun reluctantly pulled a chair over and sat next to her: "How far have you gone?"

Chen Xingyue replied obediently: "Halfway done."

How could it be halfway done? She had clearly just started writing.

Chen Yun tapped her fingers on the table: "Be serious."

If I had to describe it, Chen Xingyue was a spinning top that would move only when whipped.

With a magic needle beside her, she was as obedient as Sun Wukong who was pressed under the Five Finger Mountain, and finished all the math problems quickly.

After the examination, Chen Yun gave her a big tick, held her daughter's little face and gave her a kiss: "Great."

Chen Xingyue was very happy and nestled in her mother's arms and acted coquettishly.

Children are the group that is least likely to keep secrets, and some of the information they exchange is more thorough than what their parents talk about at the kindergarten gate.

She is also a chatterbox and never stops talking.

Soon, Chen Yun had a complete grasp of the current situation of their class.

She prepared her daughter mentally: "Xingxing, Mommy will tell you one more time, you will go to elementary school after the summer vacation, and you will have new classmates then, is that okay?"

The seed of separation was planted in Chen Xingyue's heart, but she didn't have a clear concept of this in her mind, and just nodded obediently: "Okay."

Chen Yun was so calm that she suspected she was making a fuss.

She raised her baby according to the book, and would search Baidu overnight if she saw the slightest sign of trouble.

Song Fenglin came back from work and saw that she was still watching videos. He asked, "Why aren't you asleep so late?"

Chen Yun sat cross-legged on the bed, looked up at him for a while without saying anything.

The look of wanting to say something but stopping made Song Fenglin's sleepiness disappear.

He asked, "What happened?"

Chen Yun: "I wanted to ask you about your transition from kindergarten to elementary school, but then I remembered that you didn't go to kindergarten."

Even if Song Fenglin had done so, he would have forgotten it completely in the past twenty or thirty years.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "What's wrong with Xingxing?"

Chen Yun: "Experts say that 'the transition from kindergarten to primary school is the key point, and we must help children adapt to the new environment.'"

Is this the beginning of the key? Song Fenglin: "Our Xingxing should be fine. She didn't cry much when she was in kindergarten."

Chen Yun: "It's different in elementary school. The teachers pay attention to rules. If the mindset is not adjusted well in the first grade, it will easily lead to children disliking school."

Song Fenglin was very positive when he was studying and treated exams as passing levels and defeating monsters.

Sometimes he would have a kind of blind self-confidence, thinking that his daughter was somewhat like her father, and said, "It shouldn't be that bad."

Chen Yun: "We must prepare for the worst."

Without immediate worries, she would create long-term concerns.

Song Fenglin: "Honestly, as long as she doesn't come back with a zero, I can accept it."

Oh my God, this plan is too bad.

Chen Yun was just saying this, and she didn't think her daughter was a poor student.

She said, "I got all the math questions right tonight."

Okay, that should guarantee I won't get a zero.

Song Fenglin: "That's okay."

Chen Yun considers herself to be a parent who is not too pushy with her child, so she has to admit defeat when faced with his mentality.

She leaned back and said, "You are very broad-minded."

Song Fenglin: "But I listen to you."

It doesn't matter if everyone has different opinions, as long as he knows which side to stand on.

Having said that, I would feel a little embarrassed if I didn't ask him to do some work.

Chen Yun: "Pour me a glass of water. I'm so thirsty."

Song Fenglin went to the living room to pour some and went to the children's room to take a look at the child.

Chen Xingyue and Chen Xinyang still slept in their own way today, their bones were as light as those of the East Evil and West Poison.

Song Fenglin felt happy when he covered them with a quilt, thinking that as long as they grew up safely and happily, it didn't matter if they were ordinary.

Unfortunately, wishes are beautiful, but reality is often contrary to our wishes.

Song Fenglin had just made a wish the day before, and the next day his daughter fell in kindergarten.

Chen Xingyue ran too fast and scraped off a large piece of skin on her knee. She pressed her hands on the ground, and fine sand and gravel pressed into the wound.

The teacher was more nervous than the students, fearing that the parents would scold them. He sent a long list of explanations and even attached the surveillance video.

Chen Yun was actually shocked when she received the call, but after reading the whole story, she felt that it was not the teacher's responsibility, so she comforted her instead: "It's okay, children are bound to have bumps and bruises. The school doctor will give her some medicine. I'll ask someone to pick her up later." 】

She said it generously, but she still couldn't stop worrying. She opened the group message among the loving family: [Xingxing fell down at school, who was closest to her? 】

Normally, the one who would get back quickly would be either her father or her mother, but today it was Song Fenglin who came back unexpectedly: [I'll be there right away]

His company is very close, and it would take less than five minutes if he runs fast, otherwise he would not be the one to take the child to school.

Chen Yun privately messaged him: [Aren’t you busy? Song Fenglin: Nowadays,

meetings are all about arguing about meaningless and unimportant things.

The people in his class are getting more and more annoying every day.

Chen Yun: [Then run quickly.] Chen

Yun: The school doctor has already applied medicine to Xingxing. If she is still very energetic, it is purely an external injury and will not be a big problem. Song

Fenglin: OK. Song

Fenglin: Are you still opening a new store? 】

Chen Yun came to the villa area in the newly opened district early in the morning to visit her friend who had just finished her confinement.

This place is a bit far from the city center, and she can't go back for a while: [Well, I guess we'll have lunch here at noon. Huihui's private chef~]

Song Fenglin: [Okay, you go ahead and gossip]

It sounds like they have nothing serious to do except gossip.

Chen Yun: [We care about our friends! 】

Song Fenglin could imagine how excited she was now, and sent a reply emoticon of his daughter making a heart shape with her hands.

These were all made by Chen Yun and are usually shared in the family group.

She put away her cell phone, walked into the room from the balcony, and naturally joined the conversation of the friends who had come with her.

They are all married people with families, and all they talk about are trivial matters.

One complains about her mother-in-law, another scolds her husband, and they say all the bad things about the world.

It doesn’t matter that Chen Yun doesn’t have this kind of trouble, she can still talk about the bitterness of running a store.

In this way, today's purpose becomes secondary.

Huihui, who had just given birth, laughed so hard that she fell forward and backward several times: "No, the incision will tear."

One of her friends was pregnant with her first child and was pregnant. She held her lower back and looked worried: "Does it still hurt?"

Huihui: "This is a metaphor. You have no sense of humor!"

A friend squinted: "Do you think I can laugh?"

People are always afraid of the unknown. Chen Yun: "I may not give you a cesarean section, don't worry."

Friend: "I'm afraid that if the baby doesn't come naturally, I'll have to have a cesarean section. All the pain before will be in vain."

It is said that women will subconsciously forget the pain of childbirth. Sometimes Chen Yun can't even remember it unless it is specifically mentioned.

She said, "It seems like when I gave birth to Yangyang."

No, what do you mean by "it seems like"?

A friend helped her recall: "That's right. I went to see you when you were in confinement after giving birth, and you scolded me for two hours."

Is this true? Chen Yun touched her belly: "My mind is blurred with all these things now. I can't remember

anything, you know?" Huihui: "Don't mention you. I don't have any recollection at all."

She pointed upwards: "I just remember that the ceiling was covered with blood."

Friend: "Is it like this for VIP childbirth?"

Huihui: "The VIP delivery room at Meihe is also an ordinary delivery room, but the treatment in the ward and prenatal checkup is a little better."

This is a little better, but it is not worth the huge expense for ordinary families.

Friend: “I can’t afford the package. It will depend on luck whether I can get a single room.”

Chen Yun: “It will be difficult for you to give birth in Renhe. Xingxing’s mother gave birth to her third child last month, and she also said she couldn’t get a room.”

It’s really difficult to do anything in these famous obstetrics and gynecology hospitals in Ningjiang.

The friend got the point wrong: "To have a third child, you have to be rich."

Chen Yun: "The one we live in is a top-floor duplex in our community, at least of Huihui's level."

Huihui: "What a coincidence. I've been looking at houses recently, and there's one in your Wanjiang Mansion."

She lowered her voice when she said this: "I really can't live in my parents' house anymore. My mom scolded me half to death when I was washing my hair the other day."

The elders are all the same. Chen Yun: "For a month before Xingxing was born, I argued with my mom about not breastfeeding."

She was at a critical stage of promotion at the time, and planned to go back to work when the baby was a hundred days old. She was afraid of the trouble of weaning by then, so she thought of not breastfeeding at all.

This would have seemed like a fantasy to the previous generation.

Chen Yun took great pains to convince them, and also laid the foundation for family rules in which she would control the parenting policies.

Not to mention adults, even some of my peers may not accept it.

Huihui: "Didn't several people in our group share a board of Cabergoline? One sister said she must breastfeed. After feeding for more than a month, she said she had severe mastitis and was in so much pain that she was almost dying."

Stop talking. A friend: "Tell me something pregnant women can listen to. My heart is pounding right now."

We almost forgot about her and everyone laughed and changed the subject.

Chen Yun's cell phone happened to ring, she looked down and found it was a photo.

Song Fenglin brought his two children to eat ice cream cones, and the three of them were smiling brightly. PS: [I also asked for leave for Yangyang, Xingxing is eating and drinking well, and he doesn’t feel any pain at all.]

Chen Yun: [I can see that. ]

Song Fenglin: [We had Haidilao for lunch. Dad said he had a time-limited mission today so he can't come. Mom said she was sweeping the floor at Puji Temple. We'll have vegetarian noodles for lunch.]

Chen Yun: [After they've eaten the ice cream cones, don't let them eat too much watermelon from Haidilao. Be careful that their stomachs can't take it.]

Song Fenglin: [Okay, after we finish eating, we'll go home and get our scooters. They want to go to the riverside to play.]

Chen Yun: [Chen Xingyue is really not afraid of pain because her scar hasn't healed yet. Tell her to go slower.]

Song Fenglin: [Okay, what time will you be back? 】

Why do I feel like he was laying the groundwork for this sentence? Chen Yun: [Go back after talking about gossip]

There was no time to finish. We continued chatting after lunch and everyone still felt like they hadn’t said enough.

However, everyone was busy with other things, and when it was almost time to pick up their children, they all said goodbye.

Chen Yun left the latest and joked, "Those who leave late are treated better, as we'll be sent to the door."

Huihui: "I'll give you one last piece of gossip."

What was it? Why was it so mysterious?

Chen Yun: "I'm all ears."

Huihui: "Liu Yimin is addicted to online gambling. He's been borrowing money everywhere recently. If he comes to you, don't lend him money."

They were talking about a male classmate in college. Chen Yun hadn't talked to him about the department for a long time. She said, "He probably won't come to me."

Huihui curled her lips: "When he's desperate, he'll try anything. What can't a gambler do?"

Yes, Chen Yun sighed: "I remember he was a poor student and studied very hard, but now he has become like this."

Huihui: "You might as well feel sorry for the five thousand dollars I lost!"

She is not short of money, but that doesn't stop her from being angry.

Chen Yun patted her shoulder to comfort her and didn't take the matter too seriously.

However, she underestimated the gambler's shamelessness, and received a message from Liu Yimin asking for money the next day at work.

Chen Yun thought of giving herself a way out and politely declined: [There are six people in our family and only one person works. We live by swiping credit cards every month.]

Liu Yimin: [Credit card is also OK. I’ll pay for the handling fee.]

Is this a matter of handling fees? How can this person be so shameless? Chen Yun: [No, the cards are all my husband’s, he will scold me if he knows.]

Liu Yimin refused to give up easily and sent several messages.

Chen Yun simply pretended not to see it, and thought about deleting the person after a couple of days.

Just as she was thinking this, the other party sent her a message: [Your husband treats you like this, do you regret not marrying Yuchen? 】

Chen Yun rolled her eyes and would not allow this person to stay in her friend list for another two days.

She decisively blocked the customer, then put on a smiling face and said to him: "Hello, would you like to order now?"

After this customer ordered, the next one came. After taking care of Chen Yun, she had time to complain to Huihui: [Is he sick? He specifically mentioned Hu Yuchen.]

Huihui: [What did I say? People who gamble have no bottom line! Huihui :

But Hu Yuchen also lent him money, one hundred thousand.

Chen Yun: How did you know? Huihui

: [I knew Liu Yimin was a gambler because he posted on WeChat Moments]

I see. No wonder she had a weird expression on her face that day.

Chen Yun: [Actually, I don’t mind mentioning my ex-boyfriend. It was ten years ago.]

She wasn’t pretending to be generous. She just felt a little dazed when she suddenly saw this person’s name, and that memory also emerged.

The thing that impressed me most was probably the final breakup.

Chen Yun asked him, "Do you love me?"

Hu Yuchen, a man, had red eyes: "I love you."

Chen Yun felt bad too, and wiped away tears: "But you can't fulfill any of my wishes."

A simple picture flashed through her mind, and Chen Yun murmured: "It doesn't matter, they are all fulfilled now."

Xiaoxiao saw her mouth moving, but didn't hear what she said, and asked: "Sister, what did you say?"

Chen Yun came back to her senses: "It's okay."

She glanced at her watch and untied her hair: "It's time, I'll go pick up the child."

At 4:30 in the afternoon, the entrance of the kindergarten was as lively as a vegetable market.

Chen Yun was chatting with a familiar parent, and the topic soon turned to the transition from kindergarten to primary school.

Someone said, “The list will be released on Saturday, and I’ve been extremely nervous these past two days.”

Their family has only been settled in a short time, and they are afraid that they will be squeezed out by the large number of people who have registered this year.

Some are also afraid of the long time it takes to settle down. Chen Yun said: "My mother has been working as a volunteer at Puji Temple these days, and she is here to cram for the exam."

The people sitting in a circle have all received higher education, and about a decade ago they also scoffed at feudal superstition.

After becoming a parent, I feel that I can try any method that won’t harm my children, even if I know it’s just for psychological comfort.

Someone immediately responded: "I'll go there tomorrow too."

Everyone started discussing it, just like they were on a spring outing during their school days.

Chen Yun was so engrossed in the conversation that she didn't notice her son jumping up and down.

Chen Xinyang shouted "Mom" at the top of his lungs, but was drowned out by the screams of other children.

It was only then that Chen Yun noticed the passage of time and looked back to find out.

Chen Xinyang was so aggrieved that he almost cried and threw himself into his mother's arms: "You ignored me!"

Chen Yun picked him up with his schoolbag: "Mom thought your class would be late, I'm sorry, baby."

Chen Xinyang was also easy to coax and sniffed: "Don't do this next time."

Chen Yun's heart almost melted, and she said in a gentle voice: "Thank you, baby, do you want to go buy sausages together after your sister gets out of school?"

The small class and the large class have different dismissal times, and there is a gap of twenty minutes in between.

Originally, Chen Xinyang could have played in school while waiting, but then he would be the last one left in the class.

Just imagine how sad the child would be.

Chen Yunke couldn't bear to leave, so she usually picked him up first, and the mother and son waited outside together.

After waiting for a long time, Chen Xinyang made a plan for this period of time.

He first greeted and said goodbye to every classmate who passed by. When most people had left, he found a shade under a tree and squatted to watch the ants. Occasionally he would catch a few insects and was as happy as if he had won the lottery.

When Chen Yunguang looked at them, he felt as if they were crawling on his body, and he got goose bumps.

But she didn't dare let her son out of her sight, so she had to grit her teeth and bear it.

Fortunately, Chen Xingyue finished school soon.

She ran towards her mother and brother, her braids swinging, like a little cannonball.

When Chen Yun caught her, she took a step back and said helplessly, "Slow down, baby, or you'll fall again."

Chen Xingyue giggled and announced loudly: "Mom, I'm starving!"

It didn't mean she was starving, she just wanted to take the opportunity to buy some snacks.

How could Chen Yun not know what was in her mind, and deliberately said: "Then let's go home quickly, grandma is cooking."

Chen Xingyue said seriously: "I might starve to death when I get home."

She didn't know where she learned this, she stuck out her tongue and tilted her head to dub herself: "Ah, I'm dead."

Chen Yun pinched her face: "You can't talk like that in front of grandma, okay?"

In fact, children are the ones who know how to read people's minds best. Chen Xingyue half covered her mouth: "I know~" She

was so innocent and cute, and Chen Yun's tone softened: "Very good, I'll buy you sausages today."

The two children jumped up and cheered, holding hands affectionately and walking forward.

It looks like today is their "honeymoon period".