Zhao Guangyuan secretly decided in his heart that he wanted to correct his son's views on right and wrong and strengthen his education. As a result, he acted like a loving father again in the blink of an eye.
The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Changzhi’s kindergarten held a parent-child event to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. Parents and children were invited to the garden to celebrate.
He has been picked up and dropped off by Lin Zhaoxia almost all his life, and his father is not here most of the time. He is even more looking forward to his father being with him. So Zhao Guangyuan stayed that day.
Early that morning, Lin Zhaoxia and Zhao Guangyuan accompanied Chang Zhi to the kindergarten. The child was chattering happily all the way, grinning, and could not close his mouth when he arrived at the kindergarten.
Lin Zhaoxia was still worried about the antique store, "Your cousin doesn't know if it will work alone."
Zhao Guangyuan comforted him: "Don't worry, with you taking care of him these past few days, he has been able to take over the affairs of the store independently. Moreover, we have been taking him to experience the world here every day these days, and he has adapted much better than when he first came here."
The three of them drove for half an hour to the kindergarten.
The kindergarten was very lively today. The children all came with their parents, and all of them had smiles on their faces. Even if you look at it, you can't close the corners of your mouth.
Lin Zhaoxia looked down at Chang Zhi. He was holding her with his left hand and Zhao Guangyuan with his right hand. He had a proud expression on his face. The three of them together seemed to be a happy family of three.
Zhao Guangyuan sensed her gaze, turned to look at her, and suddenly said, "A family is complete when there is a father and a mother, and children around one's knees."
"Yes. Home is where you have a father and a mother!" Changzhi looked up at them and responded loudly.
Lin Zhaoxia smiled at Changzhi and looked at Zhao Guangyuan again. He was particularly handsome today, with a dignified temperament, and he stood out among the crowd. Many people glanced at him.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Zhaoxia shook her head, "You have a long face."
He tilted his head proudly. Zhao Guangyuan then taught him a lesson with a straight face: "You need to be restrained, calm and composed, and don't be proud of yourself."
"Yes." Changzhi immediately put away the expression on his face and put on a serious face.
Lin Zhaoxia couldn't help but clicked her tongue.
She finally managed to grow up to be the same as a modern child, but this person took it back. When you are with her, you will grow up like a modern child, happy and just like a child. But with Zhao Guangyuan here, he looks like a little adult again.
Lin Zhaoxia was worried that she would eventually become schizophrenic due to his teachings, and the broken string would never be loosened.
Arriving at Chang Zhi's class, Chang Zhi met his classmates and happily introduced them to them, "This is my dad and this is my mom."
"Wow, your dad is so good-looking!"
"My dad is good-looking too."
"My dad is better looking!"
Tsk, it’s a real fight scene. There was a quarrel.
Today's Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day celebrations were held in the park. The first event was the Children's Fair. The children put the things they brought on their own stalls for charity sales.
When it was time to display the things he brought, Lin Zhaoxia was stunned.
He said that she didn't need to worry about it, he would prepare it himself, so he prepared this?
Other children are either selling toys or dolls, lanterns, hair ropes and headwear, stationery, or food. Are you selling words?
Son, are you sure? Will kids like it? Can this be sold?
Although he is older, he is very confident and plausibly said: "It's not just children who are here today. Adults will like it. And these are free of charge."
He had to spend money to buy other things, but he asked his uncle to write so many words for free. He didn't spend a penny on it, and he probably made more money than his classmates.
Look, how great it looks!
Zhao Guangyuan was also stunned. He only heard Chang Zhi say that there was a parent-child activity today, but Chang Zhi didn't say what the specific content was. He also asked questions, but he didn't know how to ask.
How does he know what parent-child activities in kindergarten are like.
Zhao Guangyuan picked up the big calligraphy on Changzhi's stall and looked at it, then nodded to Changzhi: "Your cousin's calligraphy was praised by Mr. Jiang." His son has good taste.
I don’t know if it can be sold here.
He found that in modern times, let alone writing large characters, even writing with the fountain pens and ballpoint pens here, I'm afraid they are all missing. There are fewer words written on various electronic devices that everyone uses. I'm afraid I can't even write well.
Although Lu Shanchang's handwriting is good, no one may appreciate it.
Looking around again, the items on his son's stall stood out among the other children, making them stand out from the crowd.
smiled.
"father?"
"Huh? Well, not bad." Zhao Guangyuan was not stingy when his son needed to be taught a lesson, but when it was time to encourage him, Zhao Guangyuan was not stingy.
This father and son.
Lin Zhaoxia couldn't bear to look at it. I don't want to be embarrassed by siding with them. "I'm going to help you understand the market." After that, he walked away.
Lin Zhaoxia walked past stall after stall, and it was particularly interesting to see the children doing business and bargaining in a serious manner.
"how much is this?"
"Two pieces."
"Two yuan is too expensive. Can I sell it for three yuan?"
"Okay. I'll sell it to you."
"Thank you. Here, here are ten dollars."
"Then I'll give you six dollars."
"OK."
Pfft... Lin Zhaoxia almost burst out laughing. Afraid of making the child cry from laughter, walk away quickly.
The results become more interesting the more you look at them. Some children are afraid of strangers and stand there timidly, biting their fingers. Some children are simply social cows. They can attract customers, introduce their own things, and sell goods to collect change. They are called smooth.
Tsk tsk.
After walking around for a while, I turned back to look for the father and son, whose brain circuits were different from ordinary people. I thought that their stall must be deserted and lonely, with no one paying attention, but I was dumbfounded.
A circle of people gathered around!
Is it really a long stall? Lin Zhaoxia hurriedly walked over, but couldn't squeeze in.
She only heard her son's small mouth in the outer circle: "Look at this calligraphy, it is vigorous and powerful, and the writing is not obscure. It is so well written. It is really cheap to sell you a hundred yuan! It is a charity sale. Some prices, if hung in a calligraphy and painting shop on the antique street, would only be a fraction of the price. It’s really the lowest price.”
Did you learn this after spending a few days in the antique street? Lin Zhaoxia was stunned.
"Okay, I want it."
"Thank you. I sold you this 'House of Accumulating Good Deeds'. You decorated it and hung it in the living room of your home. Everyone will praise you for your contribution to the impoverished mountainous area."
He also made a contribution, tsk tsk.
When other parents heard this, they all contributed, so they must not fall behind others. "I want that 'lucky and lucky' thing."
"I want the one that says, "Excellence in industry leads to waste in play."
"I want that painting with the word 'quiet'."
Lin Zhaoxia was shocked. After the crowd dispersed, he walked towards the father and son in a daze.
"Mom, look, they're all sold out! For a thousand yuan!"
He was so proud that he waved the banknotes in his hand towards his mother. He made so much without spending a penny. He can guarantee that none of the children who came today will earn as much as him.
Zhao Guangyuan once again took a deep look at his son.
This kid took advantage of Lu Shanchang's love for him and his gratitude mentality. He asked Lu Shanchang to write ten words for him without any effort, and all the money he earned was his own.
Then he donated the money and was praised by the teachers.
His son knows how to borrow strength.
