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Chapter 1261: the third master, high-level black or natural black?
Translator: 549690339
âfu qinyuan, what do you mean by drawing a turtle under my name?â fu chen thought for a long time and asked.
he rubbed the ruler beside his hand.
fu qinyuan clenched his fingers and started fiddling with it, only to feel his butt starting to hurt again.
ânothing much? i just drew it randomly.â
ârandomly draw tortoises?â
âbecause i donât know how to draw fish!â fu qin had wanted to draw a goldfish, but he gave up when he realized that the tail was too difficult.
âwhat?â
âdad, what do you think it means? i didnât mean to say youâre a turtle, and youâre not the cowardly bastard that grandpa spoke of.â
fu chen clenched his ruler.
coward? what did his father say to his child?
however, fu qinyuan looked so innocent. if he took it seriously and yan wangchuan came back later, this kid would tell on him, and the turtle matter would be confirmed.
however, he was still young and did not have many tricks up his sleeves. for him to actually say something like that, it was not a high-level hater, but ...
naturally black!
fu chen pinched the space between his eyebrows. â actually, i didnât call you here to help with your homework, nor did i ask you about your exam problems. itâs because you tried to tamper with the score. â
âi didnât change it to that.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
fu qin had wanted to use his nails to deduct the score, but he found that it was useless. so, there was an obvious scratch on the number 6. fu chen was not a fool.
even if the score was tampered with, there were red crosses at the bottom of his paper. those who were slightly better at mathematics would know that the score was wrong with just a glance.
âitâs wrong to do this. are you trying to lie to us?â
âi just want to eat a hamburger.â
fu qinyuanâs academic performance had always been like this and he was used to it. it was not normal for him to suddenly jump from 60 to 90. he had long given up struggling with this.
â do you think the temptation of a burger is enough to make you break the law? â
illegal?
fu qinyuan bit his lips, thinking that his father was being too serious.
however, fu chen was good at preaching. he was a person who could turn black into white. moreover, he was educating a naughty child. he drew inferences from one instance and raised this matter to a problem of moral integrity.
one good thing about fu qinyuan was that fu chenâs words made sense, and he listened to them and corrected himself in time.
he looked at fu chen seriously. â dad, i was wrong. i wonât do it again. â
fu chen had always felt that even if he didnât have any academic achievements in the future, he had to become an adult.
in particular, there were many people who doted on him. if he was arrogant and spoiled, no one would be able to deal with him in the future when he âcaused trouble.â
âitâs good that you know youâre wrong. youâre not allowed to make the same mistake again.â
â i know, um ... â fu qinyuan pointed outside. â dad, itâs getting dark, mom and grandpa should be back soon. â
â then you can wait outside. you can stand for a while. i see that you have a spinning top on your butt, so you canât sit still. â
fu qinyuan,âisnât this physical punishment?â
and you said it in such a fresh and refined way.
however, he was still quite happy that he didnât get hit by the ruler and his butt was saved.
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however, he regretted it the moment he went outside.
because even though it was past six o âclock, the sun had already set, and the outside was like a huge steamer, sweating as soon as he stepped out.
he wanted to drag gou âzi to accompany him.
fu xinhan accompanied him and stood at the door for a while ...
panting and sticking out her tongue, she ran into the house!
â youâre not loyal. i wonât steal chicken meat for you to eat in the future! â fu qinyuan gritted his teeth and moved slightly to the side from the main entrance.
it was as if he was leaning against the wall to feel comfortable.
besides, her father couldnât see her, so she could slack off.
just as she thought so, she left fu chenâs sight.
fu chen was standing by the window of the study, staring at the little figure at the door. he just wanted the boy to stand for a few minutes before calling him back. but he had tried to persuade him again. he was probably sitting on the ground pulling grass and playing with mud.
âthird master, do you want me to go and take a look?â shi fang couldnât see anyone and was worried that they would be taken away.
âitâs fine. heâs like that, we canât kidnap him.â
since he was young, his family had repeatedly taught him not to go with strangers. furthermore, this was his own territory, and there would be no accidents.
yunjinâs capital was remote, and even the middle school students not far away wouldnât pass by here after school.
there was a prompt in the distance, [ thereâs a vicious dog in the house. be careful and make a detour! ]
shi fang just laughed. his phone vibrated, and he took it out to take a look. â ... third master, weâve found the person at the press conference. â
âoh?â fu chen took a sip of tea. he was already simulating the scene of a certain little girl cutting the grass and scolding him. he couldnât help but smile.
â yes ... â shi fang whispered in his ear.
fu chenâs fingers paused. â youâve found out? have you confirmed it?â
how could it be that person ...
âyes.â
although song fengwan didnât look for this person, fu chen knew her well and would definitely want to thank her. this person left in a low-key manner. even if she didnât visit him to thank him, if she knew that he needed help, she could help him in secret and repay him for his help.
fu chen did not like to owe others.
âthird master, how should we deal with this? should i tell madam?â
â since youâve saved wanwan, thereâs no danger at the moment. letâs press her down first. â she would discuss with yan wangchuan when he returned before making a decision.
**
at the door, outside the wall,
just as fu chen had expected, fu qinyuan was squatting on the ground with his head against the wall, picking up the grass that had been squeezed out from the crack in the wall.
âstinky dad, bad dad, youâre the devil.â
â iâm your only son. iâll see how youâre going to explain this to grandpa if you heat me to death. â
âbig bad guy, when youâre old and iâm older, letâs see how youâll bully me.â
......
he spoke in a low voice, even though he was mumbling in his throat. he was worried that fu chen would suddenly appear and be heard.
at that moment, he felt someone approaching. when he turned his head, he saw a man in black, wearing a hat, a mask, and even sunglasses standing beside him.
he clapped his hands and stood up, his face alert.
âwhat are you doing? ask for directions?â
the man didnât say anything, but took out a toy and handed it to him.
the small car was a very new model, and one could tell that it was expensive just by looking at it.
âfor me?â
the man nodded.
âiâm telling you, even if you give me something, i wonât go with you!â fu qinyuan clapped his hands and ran to the yard.
he almost bumped into little yan xiansen, who was forcefully pulling the dog out of the door.
the dog felt hot and didnât want to go out, but little yan xiansen wanted to come and accompany fu qinyuan. he seemed to have learned some of yan wangchuanâs â bad habits â-he was stubborn and awkward. he was concerned about people but refused to say anything, insisting on using the excuse of walking the dog.
âbrother-in-law hasnât called you back yet!â little yan frowned. if he ran back now, he would probably be punished to stand later.
âuncle, thereâs a strange uncle outside who abduct and sells children!â
when uncle nian heard this, he rushed out to check. fu qinyuan and yan chi naturally followed closely behind. there was no one outside except for a toy car in the corner.
â woof-woof-woof-woof-â fu xinghan started barking at the corner of the wall.
âshush-shush-donât scream-â uncle nian bent down to comfort the dog.
little yan walked over and picked up the car. he looked around and saw that there was really no one.
only fu xinhanâs voice echoed in the silent air.
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because of this, fu qinyuan naturally ended the â physical punishment â and was sweating all over. when fu chen was helping him shower, he told him about the strange uncle.
âwhat kind of uncle?â
â i donât know. i canât see his face clearly, but he looks a little like grandpa. he has a hunchback and heâs still out stealing children at his age. â
fu chen had already asked shifang to access the surveillance cameras outside the wall. there were surveillance cameras both inside and outside yunjinâs capital. he had already seen the physical characteristics and just wanted to know more.
âdonât tell mom about this.â
âwhy? thatâs a bad guy, weâre going to call the police! i was especially smart today and ran very fast. i didnât take his things.â
âiâm afraid sheâll be worried.â
âyouâre right.â
âyou did well today. you can have half an ice cream later.â
fu qinyuan was happy and naturally became more obedient. after song fengwan returned, he did not mention this matter.
in the evening, song fengwan helped him with his homework as promised, while fu chen and yan wangchuan talked about everything that had happened that day.
âi donât think he has any bad intentions.â fu chen was holding the toy car in his hand. â iâve checked this car. itâs just an ordinary toy car. thereâs nothing in it. â
âone must always be on guard against others.â
âi know,â
âletâs pay more attention.ai yun will be coming over tomorrow. when she comes, weâll tell wanwan about it.â
fu chen nodded.
**
song fengwan was almost driven mad by fu qinyuan.
âfu qinyuan, tell me now, how many lambs are there up there?â
â one, two ... â fu qinyuan pointed at the exercise book. â five of them. â
âthen what is this thing?â
âthis is a big goat!â
song fengwan was speechless.
deep breaths, calm down, restraint ...
â big goat, this is a mama goat with a baby goat. â
â youâre the one who asked me how many lambs there are. you should be more specific. how many lambs are there in the picture, not how many lambs. â he corrected song fengwan seriously.
song fengwan really wanted to throw her textbook at his face.
she was so angry that she almost pulled out her contact lenses!
after tutoring, fu qinyuan happily went to play with little yan xianshen, while song fengwan was so angry that her voice was hoarse. she gulped down a large glass of water, but she still couldnât calm down.
she accidentally saw the ruler in fu chenâs study and thought about it, but she still pressed it.
after all, he was his son. forget it!
teaching a child to do homework could really make an adult break down.