If it's wrong, it's wrong. What else could it be?
Chen Fang silently comforted himself in his heart, and at the same time despised himself.
It has been three years, oh no, thirteen years. Ever since he was taught a lesson by his old man in the second semester of kindergarten, he has been lagging behind Yiyi.
There is no other way!
In his memory, his old man liked Yiyi more than him!
He clearly remembers that when he first entered kindergarten, the young female teacher inexplicably liked him very much. Every time he asked the children to perform a performance or learn a new dance, he would be the first to call him to the front.
He thought for a while, maybe it was because he was cute, had a sweet mouth, and looked good when he smiled.
Later, after the New Year, when spring flowers were blooming, the school suddenly organized a Spring Festival activity. Like their brothers and sisters in kindergarten and primary school grades one to six, they also nominated themselves for a program.
The young female teacher looked around the classroom, then selected a few children and said she would teach them to dance. Naturally, he was the first child named to come to the stage.
Yiyi was still lining up behind him at that time and was a little shorter than him.
Later, a group of eight or nine children stood at the front of the classroom. The young female teacher glanced among them for a few times, then pointed at him and asked him to stand at the front and lead the dance.
He glanced proudly at Yiyi, who was half a head shorter than him, and walked to the front with his head raised.
Yiyi looked at him with a smile from behind and said nothing, and he remained happily proud until the dance rehearsal was over and he went home.
Then, naturally, he returned home and showed off to his old man. The old man did not say anything or praise him, but just smiled and nodded at him.
A few days later, when the dance performance ended, he proudly held the small certificate he took from the teacher and pulled Yiyi home.
Yiyi glanced at him, stuffed the little red flowers in her hand into her schoolbag, shook off his hand, and walked forward alone.
He was stunned, and quickly chased after her, asking what happened to Yiyi. She was fine just now, but why was she suddenly unhappy.
Yiyi pouted, pointed to the certificate in his arms, burst into tears, and said that she only had little red flowers and no certificate.
He thought for a while, looked at the certificate in his arms again and again, looked at Yiyi again, and said with a serious face: Then there is nothing I can do about it, the teacher gave it to me, and I was the one who led the dance, and Not you...
Before he finished speaking, he slapped him down.
What followed was an angry shout from his old man: You've grown up, and you actually made Yiyi cry. I won't beat you!
Before he could dodge, another slap followed, slapping away the small certificate he was holding in his arms!
Chen Fangfang? The old man parked his dilapidated classic car aside, picked up the small certificate on the ground, and looked at Chen Fang, what's going on? explain!
He rubbed his beaten back and told the story of winning the award as the lead dancer with some grievance.
As soon as he finished speaking, his old man flew up and kicked him: You have the nerve to act like a boy, and the teacher mistook him for a girl to lead the dance. Is that right?
He dodged that kick!
You're still hiding! The old man shouted and was about to kick him again.
Yiyi suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed the old man's arm, and said with a cry: Uncle Chen, it's none of Fang Fang's business. It's because I'm not as tall as Fang Fang, so the teacher only looked at him and didn't see me. I will eat well and not be picky about food. I will grow taller so that the teacher can see me. Don't hit him again.
Chen Fang blinked and looked towards Yiyi, only to see a few tears fall from her eyes as soon as she blinked.
Looking at the golden beans falling down in that instant, inexplicably, I suddenly felt as if I had really done something wrong, and I suddenly felt a little sad.
Ahem, Yiyi is begging for mercy on his behalf!
He didn't seem like a big brother just now!
Then, he saw his old man, squatted down quickly, wiped away Yiyi's tears, and then said softly to Yiyi: OK, Yiyi needs to eat well and grow taller, even taller than her uncle.
Um! Yiyi burst into tears and smiled, nodded, and pulled out a little wrinkled little red flower from her schoolbag. Uncle, look, my little red flower was rewarded by the teacher.
Yo, Yiyi is so awesome. Come on, let’s go home!
After saying that, the old man put the reward in his pocket, glanced at him, reached out and picked up Yiyi, then pushed the car and walked home.
Ahem, Chen Fang blinked his eyes and touched the beaten back. Looking at the vigorous pace of his old man, he felt some inexplicable emotion in his heart.
It turns out that Yiyi is the old man’s biological son. Maybe he was picked up, right? !
They say boys are favored over girls? Totally upside down in their house!
Their mother had the highest status. When her mother glared, her old man was stunned instantly.
Followed by Han Han, Han Han's mouth tightened, and the old man followed the instructions!
Then, ahem, it wasn't him. The old man loved Yiyi, so he took Yiyi away and left him behind!
Yiyi is Uncle Wen’s daughter! Why!
After that thought emerged from his heart, he became much more obedient, thinking that in order to avoid the old man's fists and kicks, he would just let Yiyi go in the future.
After returning home, his old man closed the courtyard door and gave him another lesson. He asked him if he no longer wanted to go to school and study with Yiyi in the future?
He immediately shook his head: I think so.
Yiyi is the most beautiful girl in the village. Walking with Yiyi makes him feel good!
After all, he is the cutest boy in the village!
The old man raised his hand in an instant and waved at him: Want to? I miss you so much. There are so many boys in the village, but you still don’t know how to let her go. You still try to steal her limelight and make her cry. In the future, when you grow up, you will cry sometimes.
After hearing this, he scratched his head and snorted: No matter how many boys there are in the village, what's the use, they are so ugly! Yiyi doesn’t like playing with them!
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him: "Don't be proud of me!" Are you sure Yiyi likes to play with you? You should be more careful. If you make Yiyi cry again, see if I don't break your legs!
He raised his head after hearing this: Yiyi is not your biological daughter. She said it as if I was picked up. Am I picked up?
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's foot fell on his calf: If he really picked up such a stupid bastard, I would feel better.
He sighed.
His old man looked at him meaningfully and waved to him: Come here!
He reluctantly took two steps forward.
The old man suddenly touched his head numbly and said to him: Silly boy, you must remember from now on that you have to show off in front of other boys, and you must give way to Yiyi in front of her! Got it?
why? Doesn’t it mean that boys are better than girls? He blinked and looked at the door of the courtyard. His mother and Hanhan hadn't come back yet.
oh! Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and looked at his old man. What do you mean, let me listen to Yiyi just like you listen to your mother? Don’t you fight back when you hit someone, don’t you retaliate when you scold?
The old man suffocated, paused, and nodded heavily, yes!
oh! He thought for a while and looked at his old man thoughtfully. What does dad mean, is I going to marry Yiyi when I grow up?
