Chapter 72.2

Su Xiaoxiao had finished telling bedtime stories to her three little cubs and was incredibly tired. However, when she returned to her room, she couldn’t fall asleep, no matter what she did. It was quite strange because, when she first arrived in this world, she could sleep soundly by herself. But after getting used to sleeping while holding Han Cheng, she discovered the difficulty of sleeping alone.

The worst thing about this era is not having a cellphone. ‘It would be so great if I could have a cellphone like in the past and video chat with Han Cheng.’

Su Xiaoxiao tossed and turned on the bed, hugging the pillow that Han Cheng had used. She deeply breathed in the lingering scent of it, closed her eyes, and started counting sheep.

Su Xiaoxiao had insomnia last night. So, her biological clock was not very accurate the next day. She didn’t know when the two little ones woke up or when they went out for morning exercises with Zhao Xianfeng.

The three cubs’ had a stable horse stance, and Zhao Xianfeng began teaching them some basic boxing techniques. 

Fantuan was the cleverest of them all. No matter what he was taught, he would learn it after just one demonstration. However, he was also the laziest. Once he learned something, he would only put in minimal effort during practice. But being clever, if you made a slightly careless move, he would correct you and point out where you were not doing it properly. It was truly a challenge to scold someone so clever but reluctant to put in full effort. He was the type of student who gave all teachers a headache.

Xiao Yu has the best physical fitness, but his comprehension ability is a bit poor. He needs to be taught a few more times. However, once he learned it, he practiced it with great seriousness.

Zhuzi was the type of student that all teachers loved. He was the most average in all aspects. However, he is intelligent, patient, hardworking, takes everything seriously, and is dedicated to everything he does.

Every child is a unique individual with their own strengths and weaknesses, and Zhao Xianfeng has gradually begun to accept that he is not as smart as Han Cheng and that his son is not as smart as Xiao Fantuan.

The only thing he couldn’t understand was why such a clever child insisted on having a nickname like “Xiao Fantuan.” How are the other clever, bright, clever kids like “Cong Cong,” “Ming Ming,” and “Xiao Lingli” supposed to live with that?

After finishing their morning exercises, Zhao Xianfeng asked Xiao Fantuan how his evening went and if there were any matters at home.

The clever Xiao Fantuan took the opportunity to ask his Uncle Zhao, “Uncle Zhao, can you buy us breakfast?”

Zhao Xianfeng looked at him in surprise and said: “What’s wrong with Su Xiaoxiao? Can’t she get up to make breakfast?”

Xiao Fantuan shook his head and said: “When we were leaving, my mom was still sleeping. Last night, when she was telling us bedtime stories, she kept getting distracted and made several mistakes. I think she must be thinking about Dad, and she probably couldn’t sleep at night. If we go back now and she doesn’t have time to make breakfast, we’ll be hungry!”

Uncle Zhao stared at Fantuan seriously and thought to himself: ‘This can’t be just a five-year-old child. This child is becoming quite clever! ’

Zhuzi pondered for a moment and asked a question: “Why didn’t I notice Aunt Su’s mistakes? Where did she go wrong?”

Xiao Fantuan waved his hand and said, “I can memorize all the stories my Mom tells me. I’ll write them down for you in class, and you’ll know.

Zhao Xianfeng: “!!!” What?! Can he write stories during your classes? Wait, do you even know how to read?

Zhao Xianfeng didn’t give up and said, Fantuan, how many characters do you actually know? Can you really write a story?”

Xiao Zhuzi answered for him, “Fantuan recognizes all the characters he has encountered. Aunt Su gave him second and third-grade textbooks to read on his own. If he comes across unfamiliar characters, he asks Aunt Su once and remembers them. For really complex characters, he uses pinyin as a substitute.”

Zhao Xianfeng was really hit hard. He held onto his aging heart and glanced at his own son, who is just a few months younger than Fantuan and still learning radicals and components. He looked visibly hurt and regretted asking the question.

Fantuan didn’t know why Uncle Zhao was asking all these questions. He looked at the position where the sun was rising and furrowed his little brow, saying, “Uncle Zhao, when the sun reaches that point, I have to go to school.” 

Fantuan pointed in the direction of the sun and said, “Can you buy me breakfast or not? Otherwise, you can lend me ten yuan. I’ll go buy it with Xiao Zhuzi, and when my father comes back, we’ll ask him to return it to you.”
That man’s son!

Zhao Xianfeng said weakly, “I’ll take you back first, and I’ll have Xiao Du deliver breakfast to you later.”

Xiao Du was Uncle Zhao’s security guard, a shy and tall young man of about eighteen or nineteen.

Little Fantuan jumped up in excitement, exclaiming, “Thank you, Uncle Zhao! You’re a good money lender. I’ll have my dad repay you later.”

That man’s son indeed!

Zhao Xianfeng didn’t want to say anything anymore. “Alright, you don’t need to worry about this. I will settle the matter with your dad!”

When it comes to having a second child, Uncle Zhao thought to himself, he should definitely learn from Han Cheng and ask him how to give birth to a smart son.

The two lively kids returned home, and as expected, Su Xiaoxiao was still not up. Even Xiao Doubao rubbed his eyes and came out, wanting to find his mom.

Xiao Fantuan hushed him and carried his younger brother away, saying, “Xiao Doubao, let’s not disturb Mom yet. Wash your face and brush your teeth first, and then we can wake her up.”

Xiao Doubao blinked his eyes and struggled to get down, saying, “I want Mama!” He wanted his mom to help him wash his face.

Fantuan forcefully picked up his younger brother and said, “Let Mom sleep more, she’s very tired.”

As Su Xiaoxiao came out of the entrance, she heard Fantuan’s words. She looked at the clock and realized she had woken up late. “I’m sorry, my babies. Mommy woke up late. Fantuan, take your brother to freshen up, and I’ll go make breakfast.”

Zhuzi said, “Auntie Su doesn’t need to make breakfast anymore. Uncle Zhao will have it delivered. You can go wash up.”

Su Xiaoxiao ruffled Zhuzi’s hair, appreciating their thoughtfulness. ‘These caring little ones were truly a blessing.’

Xiao Du arrived with some fried dough sticks, soy milk, and a few eggs. Su Xiaoxiao wanted to give him money, but he blushed and refused to accept, saying, “Our leader said he will settle the payment with Director Han. He also said that for the next few days, breakfast will be delivered to you, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

After Xiao Du finished speaking, he quickly ran away. Su Xiaoxiao couldn’t catch up, even if she wanted to.

Not having to make breakfast really saved a lot of trouble. The family of four leisurely finished their breakfast and even had spare time to tidy up. They decided to wear the clothes made by Li Yufeng for them. With their heads held high, they set off for school, with Little Fantuan, Little Zhuzi, and Xiao Doubao happily skipping along while singing the “School Song”:

🎶~~~ The sun shines in the sky, and the flowers smile at me. The birds say, ‘Good morning, why do you carry a little school bag~~🎶