novelraw Chapter 1113: Your Shen family’s seed
Chapter 1113: Your Shen family’s seed
In less than a day, word spread in Beijing University that the little guy could write the English alphabet.
Although Shen Zhihuan donated 10,000 yuan to the Salesian Home in the name of the little guy and 10,000 yuan to the nursing home in the name of several old men, there was no big publicity, but there is no airtight wall in this world.
Because of these two things, the little guy is already the most envied existence in everyone's heart.
after all…
Not everyone has such a domineering mother.
Now, as soon as word spread that the little guy can write the English alphabet just by looking at it, everyone couldn't help but click their tongues.
In addition to lamenting that the little guy would be reincarnated, he also lamented his own bad luck.
The things that are within easy reach of a little kid as tall as a lettuce are actually out of reach in their lifetime.
That night, as soon as Su Changjiang and Su Zijun got home from get off work, Zhang Fengxia couldn't wait to tell her about the little guy's ability to write the English alphabet.
"What is the English alphabet?" Su Changjiang scooped his grandson into his arms.
Su Zijun and Zhou Xiuqiao were also confused.
"Lili, do you know what the English alphabet is?" Su Zijun turned to look at their high school students.
Su Lili shook her head.
She hasn’t learned anything either!
"My dear, do you know what the English alphabet is?" Su Changjiang lowered his head and asked the little grandson in his arms.
"A, B, C, D..." The little guy smiled and recited the English letters that Shen Zhihuan had just taught him.
Su Changjiang and Su Zijun were confused.
Even so, it doesn't stop Su Changjiang from praising his sweet grandson, "My grandson is so awesome, he can even speak foreign languages."
Zhang Fengxia was smiling so hard that she couldn't see her eyes.
Sun Sijun immediately called the office where the exercise was held.
When Mr. Zhao answered the phone, Mr. Shen and Mr. Chu were nearby. They were very excited when they learned that the little guy had taken half a foreign language class with Shen Zhihuan and could memorize the English alphabet.
If they were not really far away from home and couldn't leave, they would have wanted to rush back overnight to see their great-grandchildren.
"As expected of our old Shen family, he can learn everything quickly." Mr. Shen slapped the table excitedly.
The excitement was comparable to him taking a strategic high ground.
"Isn't that Shen Zhilan also a descendant of your Shen family?" Mr. Chu broke the story.
When it comes to Shen Zhilan's nasty stuff, Mr. Shen's face suddenly becomes ugly.
Even though they were thousands of miles apart, the things that Shen Zhilan did that were not publicity still reached Mr. Shen.
"And your eldest granddaughter..." Mr. Chu continued to add insult to injury.
Mr. Shen glared at Mr. Chu.
Just say some disappointing things.
"Why don't you talk about your inheritance from the Shen family?" Faced with Mr. Shen's cold eyes, Mr. Chu smiled evilly.
"I still have a good granddaughter, what about you? I don't even have a biological granddaughter..." Mr. Shen suppressed the depression in his chest.
"Don't talk about being close to me. If it hadn't been for me, you wouldn't have been looking at my sweet granddaughter and drooling over it!" Mr. Chu's hair suddenly exploded like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
If he doesn't quit, it's not certain whose biological granddaughter his good granddaughter is!
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Mr. Zhao hurriedly came out to change the subject.
"Seeing that Guaguai is about to turn one year old, have you thought about any gifts for Guaguai?"
As soon as these words came out, Mr. Shen and Mr. Chu really thought about it seriously.
"How about a big red envelope?" Mr. Chu was as simple and direct as ever.
"The red envelope is nothing new." Mr. Shen immediately rejected it.
"How about buying a gold Ruyi Lock?" Mr. Chu thought again.
"When I turn one year old, will I buy a Ruyi Lock?" Mr. Shen looked disgusted. It was obvious that the courtesy was too light.
When Guaiguai was full moon, each of them gave Guaiguai a big red envelope worth one thousand and two dollars, plus a pair of silver dishes and chopsticks.
Guaiguai will be given a Ruyi Lock on his first birthday, what do you think? !
Mr. Chu felt that it was inappropriate when he thought about it.
Think for a long time.
"How about we ask the master to make a pair of golden bowls and chopsticks for Guaiguai?" Mr. Shen said.
"Chopsticks must be solid." Mr. Chu emphasized.
Last time, when someone's grandson turned one year old, the golden chopsticks given to him by relatives and friends shrank with just a pinch.
It's really embarrassing.
"Yes, be sincere." Mr. Shen seemed to have thought of the farce not long ago and nodded repeatedly.
"You can't miss the red envelope," Mr. Chu said again.
How can I miss out on red envelopes when I am one year old?
"Okay!" Mr. Shen couldn't hold it back and secretly rolled his eyes.
It was as if he couldn't bear to give a red envelope to his great-grandson.
After the two of them discussed it, they realized that Mr. Zhao, who was the first to mention giving Guaiguai a gift, had not said a word for a long time.
"Old Zhao, have you thought about what to give Guaiguai?" Worried about being compared, Mr. Chu chose to take the initiative.
"I haven't thought about it yet." Mr. Zhao picked up the enamel jar and gently blew on the tea leaves floating on it, then took a slow sip.
Mr. Chu looked at him sideways, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.
That way, it's obvious that he doesn't believe what Mr. Zhao said [I haven't thought about it yet]
It was he who suggested giving Guaiguai a birthday gift.
Didn't think about it...
Who believes it!
"Don't you have any preliminary ideas?" Mr. Chu asked tentatively.
"No." Mr. Zhao put down the enamel jar in his hand and shook his head.
"You're not hiding some big move from the two of us, are you?" Mr. Chu was seriously doubtful.
I suspect that the guy named Zhao wants to compete with them.
Especially the dog-headed military advisor surnamed Zhao was followed by Sun Sijun.
This forced him to guard against it.
"No way! I just didn't think about what to give for a while." Mr. Zhao showed a harmless smile to Mr. Shen and Mr. Chu.
It was a good thing that he didn't smile. When he smiled, Mr. Chu's whole body was alerted.
Even Mr. Shen, who had been silent, looked up from the pile of documents.
"How about you give me a pair of golden bowls and chopsticks like the rest of us?" Mr. Chu carefully tested.
"I'd better think about it again!" Mr. Zhao did Tai Chi.
Mr. Chu opened his mouth to say something else, but Mr. Yu rushed in angrily.
Without waiting for anyone to react, he picked up the enamel jar in front of Mr. Shen and took a sip of tea.
"Gudong Gudong..."
An enamel jar of tea fell into his stomach. He wiped it from his mouth and sat down on the chair next to Mr. Shen.
Mr. Shen stood up silently, picked up the kettle, and refilled the enamel jar in front of him.
Seeing this, Mr. Chu quickly opened the lid of his enamel jar, pushed the enamel jar in front of Mr. Shen, and motioned to Mr. Shen to add some water for him.
"Didn't you say you were going to see your grandson? Why are you back so soon?" Mr. Chu raised his eyebrows and looked at Mr. Yu, whose brows were about to knot into knots. He couldn't hide the fire of gossip in his eyes. (End of chapter)