Chapter 26 Twenty-Six Little Vinegar

It was six o'clock in the evening, the moonlight was not bright, and the lights were bright.

The backstage was still in chaos, but the front stage had already started in an orderly manner.

The children who have not yet performed are doing their final rehearsal in a slightly open space, and the parents finally have a little time to catch their breath.

Chen Yun stood at the side of the stage, because the sound system shouted loudly: "Have you seen your parents?"

Song Fenglin is nearsighted and cannot see like a normal person even with glasses.

In such a dim environment, he tried for three seconds and gave up: "I can't see."

The audience was crowded, and Chen Yun stood on tiptoe to look around.

She hesitated and then withdrew her gaze: "Forget it, they are adults anyway."

That's right, Song Fenglin agreed quietly in his heart.

Occasionally, he longed for some time that belonged only to the couple, and would lean closer and say, "Are you hungry?"

The moonlight was all around, alternating between light and darkness.

This posture seemed quite ambiguous, and Chen Yun was a little uncomfortable with it. She took a step back and shook her head.

Song Fenglin quietly took a step to the left, and his shadow almost covered her.

At this time, I have a lot of little thoughts.

Chen Yun found it a little funny and bumped him with her shoulder.

Song Fenglin couldn't help but think of the time when he was playing basketball in college. He greeted his classmates in the same way.

Many images flashed through his mind, and he asked, "Is it Yangyang's show?"

Those who didn't know would think his son was the leading actor.

In fact, in the following dance, Chen Xinyang was just a supporting role. He even stepped on the wrong beats when following the teacher's movements, and he would stop from time to time to look at the excitement around him.

Chen Yun was worried for him and stamped her feet twice: "Why don't you jump? Why are you standing there?"

Song Fenglin pointed at her and said: "There are still some crying."

Well, not as good as the best, but better than the worst.

Chen Yun did not expect the children to show any extraordinary performance so early, and blinked resignedly: "Once again

, he is identified as an ordinary child." Song Fenglin asked curiously: "Why was it the last time?"

Chen Yun: "When he said one plus one equals three."

In fact, in Song Fenglin's impression, he did not seem to be a genius, but was just moving forward with the desire to leave the countryside.

He said, "I'll learn it later."

That's the truth. Chen Yun: "You're not allowed to hope that my child can go to Harvard?"

Harvard? What a big ambition.

Song Fenglin really wanted to say what she said, but his mouth was dry and he couldn't speak.

Chen Yun laughed and said, "Don't I always praise your intelligence, why don't you praise me now?"

Song Fenglin: "She may be smart, but it's probably not practical for her to study at Harvard."

He graduated from Peking University more than ten years ago. There were many outstanding classmates among him, so he knew the difficulty.

Chen Yun’s grades are pretty good, but they are definitely inferior to his.

She tilted her head slightly: "You can't do it either?"

Song Fenglin was a man: "Of course."

But he was also a man who didn't make promises easily, and a trace of regret appeared on his face.

Chen Yun insisted on pressing on and asked, "Really?"

Song Fenglin still wanted to hold his breath, looking around but not daring to look her in the face.

Chen Yun found it interesting: "Why don't you look at me."

Song Fenglin touched his nose uncomfortably and said guiltily: "I'm not 100% sure."

There is no such thing as a sure thing in the world. Chen Yun suddenly thought of something: "Do you want to study for a master's degree?"

Song Fenglin had never thought about this path and was completely stunned: "I'm 35."

Chen Yun: "There is no age limit for postgraduate entrance examinations."

She showed a flattering smile: "Experts say that parents are the best role models for their children. I think if someone in our family sets an example and studies hard, it should be of great help to the children."

She was cute and cunning, with sweet eyes and eyebrows.

Song Fenglin remembered: "You bought a lot of books for a while. Were you planning to read them for the moon?"

Chen Yun clenched her left fist and pounded it on the palm of her right fist: "Yes, but it's a pity that I can't read a single word."

She was like this herself, so Chengzi was particularly patient with her daughter's studies.

Song Fenglin calculated: "I'll take the exam this year and start school next year, so I won't be able to go to work after the non-compete agreement expires."

Chen Yun: "We're not in a hurry for you to make money."

He has already signed to sell his shares, and his family's life is basically guaranteed for the next ten years, so there's no need to rush.

Song Fenglin is self-aware: "I seem to be destined to be a hard worker."

There is no retirement in his life plan, he will only wait until he can no longer work.

Chen Yun: "Studying is also very hard, and the competition for postgraduate entrance exams is super fierce now."

Song Fenglin had heard a little about this, but he was very good at exams, and thought about it and said, "I'm quite confident about studying."

He didn't like to brag, and saying he was confident almost meant it was a done deal.

Chen Yun clapped her hands twice: "Academic masters are confident."

Song Fenglin: "Wake up at five, go to bed at twelve, there is no test that you can't pass."

Chen Yun's eyes went dark just by hearing this schedule, and she shook her head: "I can't do it." She

added: "It still feels too hard, you should take more rest in the next two years."

When she said she was tired, Song Fenglin became energetic: "I really wanted to continue studying after I graduated from college."

The campus was like his utopia. For a person who had nothing, it was once the greatest honor, and gradually became a spiritual sustenance.

Is this true? Chen Yun had never heard him mention this before. Fearing that he would only follow her advice, she changed her words: “Let’s see what happens in the long run.”

Song Fenglin: “Okay.”

He was about to say something else when he noticed his daughter went on stage and picked up her phone: “Our star is still in the C position.”

The children in the senior class already understood the basic rules, and the whole thing was more like a show.

Chen Xingyue danced very well and even took a position in the middle.

Chen Yun looked very pleased: "Better than Yangyang."

Song Fenglin spoke for his son: "It will be fine when he is seven years old."

He actually listened to her. Chen Yun just said it casually, and it seemed like a mistake.

She said, "A brother is a brother, he may not be like his sister."

Song Fenglin: "As long as they are healthy and happy, that's enough."

He was also worried that the children were not happy enough, so after the party, he arranged for the family of six to go out for a midnight snack.

Chen Xingyue held a candied haws in her left hand and a starch sausage in her right hand. She didn't even care which to take a bite first and looked up: "Do you want to eat barbecue?"

Liu Yingxia was infinitely indulgent to her granddaughter: "Okay, let's eat barbecue."

Chen Xingyue was hit on the head by the "pie", but she still remembered to act cute and smile sweetly at her mother.

Chen Yun pinched off the sugar residue on her lips: "I'm so sleepy that I can hardly open my eyes."

Chen Xingyue looked at her brother who was drowsy on grandfather's shoulder: "My brother is."

Chen Xinyang was actually very sleepy as well, but his willpower to play supported him to keep his eyes wide open, his hands hanging weakly.

Seeing this, Song Fenglin said, "Dad, let me hold him, he's quite heavy."

Chen Yongzhong is not yet sixty years old. He was a laborer when he was young. Now he runs around delivering food all day long. In terms of physical strength, he is much stronger than his son-in-law who works in an office.

He said, "No, no, it's not heavy at all."

Song Fenglin usually felt tired holding it.

But he took a look at his stomach, thinking that people are different, so he didn't say anything more. He took two steps forward and asked, "Where should we eat?"

Chen Yun knew the food map of Ningjiang very well.

She looked around to determine the direction: "There is a pretty good house on Hengjiang Road."

Fortunately, it was near the child's kindergarten, otherwise Song Fenglin really didn't know which Hengjiang Road was.

He asked a random question: "Have you eaten here before?"

Chen Yun: "I came here often when I was in college."

Song Fenglin: "With your roommate?"

Strangely, Chen Yun: "Why does it feel like interrogating a prisoner?"

Really? Song Fenglin: "I just asked casually."

He saw that the corners of her mouth were flat: "I really don't mean anything else."

Chen Yun poked him: "It doesn't matter, I don't have any secrets." She

said meaningfully: "I'm just afraid that some people will be jealous if I mention it."

It seems that there is only so much jealousy that can be caused.

Song Fenglin: "Oh, I went with him."

There was no other way. Chen Yun started dating as soon as she entered college, and when she talked about her student days, she couldn't avoid mentioning her ex-boyfriend.

She said, "See, it turns out you sound sour after asking."

Song Fenglin wanted to explain himself, but he scratched his face embarrassedly and said, "Anyway, we're going together today."

He always felt envious and jealous when he thought about how many memories they had in common.

Chen Yun took his hand and said, "Then smile."

Song Fenglin could laugh even if he didn't want to laugh because of her soft pleading.

The corners of his mouth curled up, but before he had time to enjoy the tenderness and sweetness, his daughter squeezed in between the couple.

Chen Xingyue had just finished eating, her hands were sticky, but she still insisted on pulling at her parents' clothes.

In order to save face for her child in kindergarten today, Chen Yun wore new clothes.

She gently patted the back of her daughter's hand: "You are really my ancestor."

Chen Xingyue smiled brightly: "I am my mother's baby."

She is really good at acting coquettishly. Chen Yun flicked her forehead and took out wet tissues from her bag: "Wipe your paws clean."

Chen Xingyue was still a little unhappy: "Only chickens and ducklings have claws."

Chen Yun: "Maybe chickens and ducklings are cleaner than you."

How is that possible? Chen Xingyue has seen it before: "The ones at grandma's house are smelly."

She went back to her hometown with her grandparents and lived there for half a month last summer vacation, and she still remembers most of the things.

Chen Yun wanted to tease her: "Then let me smell if Xingxing stinks."

Chen Xingyue ran and jumped to avoid her mother, giggling and hiding behind her grandmother.

Just like playing Eagle Catches Chicken, Chen Yun pretended that he couldn't catch her and was so tired that he broke into a sweat.

The mother and daughter were playing and fighting and arrived at the door of the barbecue restaurant.

The aroma of spices wafted through the air under the charcoal fire. Chen Yun held her daughter tightly for fear that she would bump into things, so she could only use a little of her peripheral vision to see the road.

Song Fenglin lagged behind her half a step and looked around for an empty table.

Before he found it, the elders had already occupied a spot.

Liu Yingxia sat down and waved happily: "Here, here."

At the critical moment, she still had to rely on adults.

Song Fenglin: "My parents are very quick."

It's so crowded here that the store owner wants to put tables and chairs in all the aisles. The short distance is more difficult to walk than a maze.

Chen Yun paid attention to her daughter and responded casually.

Song Fenglin didn't care about her answer, his eyes drifted towards the table against the wall in the distance.

There were two men sitting there, one of whom was the man he had just become jealous of, his wife's first love, Hu Yuchen.