Feng Luan didn't move, feeling a little embarrassed: "Uncle, my grandfather said that he can't just go into other people's study."

"I think beautifully!" Fu Song smiled and scolded. Even Liang Xi didn't go to his study very much. "There are books in the living room, which is enough for you to read for a while. Only when you finish reading the living room can you be qualified to go to my study."

When he finished browsing the pile of newspapers he sent in the morning, he was already drowsy in the sun. He drank the slightly cool tea and could not waste it. He had nowhere to buy this thing if he had money.

I went in and glanced at Feng Luan. Seeing that he was so sensible, I didn't bother him and went to the study upstairs.

He has been inspired these days and is writing an article. He has almost finished writing, but he has never thought of a good topic.

If the article is bad, no matter how good the title is, it is useless, but if the article is OK, a good title can undoubtedly play the finishing touch.

Just because there is no title, it is difficult for him to end in the end. After thinking about it, he would rather continue the tail first. As for the topic, let's leave it empty for the time being.

He quickly wrote the article and put it in a kraft paper envelope. When Lao Liu came to deliver the newspaper in the afternoon, he asked him to help him send it out.

Wei Qifeng's thigh is not used in vain. What does the teacher do? Isn't it just to take the blame for the students?

After going downstairs, he answered several questions to Feng Luan. After Liang Xi came back, Feng Luan called out Aunt, then ran home with two books in his arms.

"He is the grandson of the Feng family?" Liang Xi looked at Feng Luan's back curiously. These days, Fu Song often muttered Feng Luan. She didn't know that, "I didn't see anything special."

In her mind, her son is the best, and everything else has to stand aside.

Fu Song glanced at Fu Shengyuan who was lifting Du Juan's clothes and snorted: "When my son is so old, I will be content if someone has half of his ability."

Liang Xi said unconvincedly: "Who is a father like you? You can purify others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige. Let's take a look and let you see if my son can do it!"

In the past, Liang Xi felt that Fu Shengyuan was still young and there was no need to rush to teach him anything, but Fu Song was nagging other people's children all day long, Liang Xi finally began to take his son's education on the agenda.

My son is her heart. Others say he is not at all, just like a man says she looks ugly, and he will never tolerate it!

She didn't believe it anymore. She was a top student at Peking University. How bad would she be instructed to teach her children? Even if she couldn't teach a genius son, she could at least not be worse than her mother.

As for the child's father, she ignored it directly. It would be too embarrassing to have a second-rate university graduate who is not qualified to interfere in his son's education, and he cannot become the target of his son's pursuit.

"Okay, then I'll just watch!" Fu Song succeeded in his conspiracy and looked at Fu Shengyuan maliciously. Your good days are over.

I don’t have the treatment of getting flirting with women’s clothes all day long!

Sure enough, after Fu Shengyuan got up at a nap in the afternoon, he came to Liang Xi as usual to seek comfort from the cafeteria, but was blocked by Liang Xi.

This was something that never happened, so he was stunned for a moment, but he did not give up and continued to urge into my mother's arms.

"Sit down! Mom tells you a story." She planned to teach him first by telling stories, then recite poems, and then English. When it gets bigger, find him a music teacher...

How could her son be a nerd? The comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor is necessary!

"grandmother!"

"Tell a story!"

"grandmother!"

"Tell a story!"

“Wow….”

After howling for a while, Fu Shengyuan found that my mother was indifferent. What was going on? As long as I howled twice by myself, I would definitely take the initiative to lift my clothes up.

Well, maybe I haven't cried enough, so I continued howling.

As he howled, the voice became smaller and smaller, because he finally realized that I didn't seem to care about his howling at all.

So he crawled over, looked up and pretended to be innocent, "Mom..."

Liang Xi said with a stern face: "Listen to my mother's story first, and then grandma will be there when it's time for dinner!"

Fu Shengyuan opened his mouth pitifully, looking aggrieved.

Fu Song couldn't stand it, and coughed, "Educating children should also proceed step by step, don't you have to breastfeed?"

"Go to me!" Liang Xi glared at him, "I don't know him yet? He is not hungry at all. He said he is breastfeeding, but in fact he is just wrapped in a look for comfort. He can't eat much, so he can't spoil him! I teach my children that you'd better not interfere, otherwise you will be educated!"

Fu Song almost came up in one breath. So, I became a superfluous person again. I can't leave yet, and I'm not upset!

Once a woman becomes cruel, she is even more cruel than a man! Son, you can’t even protect yourself, so just ask for more blessings.

Tomorrow is the Little New Year, and the company's meeting is scheduled on the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month. Fu Song was hesitating whether to go back to his hometown, but Liang Xi took the initiative to propose that she and her son go back first, and it would not be too late to go back after he finished the meeting here.

However, in this way, he would inevitably be blamed by Yang Qiaolan, but then he thought, Yang Qiaolan scolded him more often, and it would not be too much more often, and it would not be too much less often.

Besides, now she only has her grandson in her eyes, and it’s just that if his son doesn’t go back.

So after lunch, he arranged for Xu Guoqing to see Liang Xiniang and her mother away.

After the car disappeared, Fu Song remembered that no one seemed to cook and eat. He was a mistake and should have Du Juan stayed...

Forget it, at most two or three days, just deal with it casually.

Just as I was about to turn back, I suddenly heard Feng Luan’s shout: “Uncle, uncle.”

Fu Song stopped and waited for him to approach, and said funny: "What's going on so urgently? Your grandfather has punished you again?"

Feng Luan said anxiously: "I would rather let my grandfather deal with it. Uncle, my sister-in-law is back. Didn't you say she will tell you immediately after she comes back?"

Fu Song said with a strange look: "Your sister-in-law is back? Why do you feel like you are afraid of her?"

Feng Luan shivered: "Uncle, don't mention it. My sister-in-law bullied people as soon as she got home. Look at my ears, I don't even realize it now."

When Fu Song saw that Feng Luan's ears were red like cooked prawns, he couldn't help but smiled gloatingly: "You must be naughty again. Your sister-in-law is at home now?"

"I went out to play with my classmates, how could I dare to run out?" Feng Luan looked scared, "Uncle, grandpa said you plan to recruit your sister-in-law into your company, so can you help?"

Fu Song wondered, "What are you doing?"

"Transfer my aunt to another place, the farther away from Mucheng, the better."
Chapter completed!