Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âJust because you donât have it now doesnât mean you wonât have it in the future! As long as you wait patiently, youâll find out what you like.â Fu Xin comforted him and held his little face. It was soft and felt very good. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
She had already said that, but Jiang Xinyuan still looked unhappy. âMom, I just feel that this way, Iâm very similar to you. If I donât like those things, Iâll be different from you.â
âThatâs normal, baby. You canât be like Mommy.â Fu Xin continued to teach him carefully.
âBut Iâm Momâs child. I have to be like Mom!â Jiang Xinyuan retorted, as if he had a deep obsession.
âBut youâre also Daddyâs child! Itâs impossible for you to be completely like
Mommy. Itâs just like how youâre so good-looking now. Arenât you half like Mommy and half like Daddy?â Fu Xin felt that Jiang Xinyuan was very funny. When children were obsessed, they were also very cute.
âBut I want to be like Mom more,â Jiang Xinyuan said as he threw himself into Fu Xinâs arms. He hugged Fu Xin as if Fu Xin was everything to him.
âSome singers will use their motherâs name as the name of the album after they become famous. Many philanthropists will also add their motherâs name when they establish a charity foundation. If youâre outstanding enough, you can tell everyone who your mother is when you face the public. This way, more people will know that weâre mother and son.â
Jiang Yi suddenly spoke at this moment, his tone still calm.
âAlso, in ancient times, many people rushed to take the exam to fight for an imperial title for their mothers,â Jiang Yi continued calmly.
âWhat is an imperial title?â Jiang Xinyuan suddenly broke free from Fu Xinâs embrace and finally looked at his father. He was finally attracted by Jiang Yiâs
words.
âAn imperial title represents status. Itâs a symbol of the status of women in ancient times. Many low-ranking officials even have to kneel down when they see them. Donât you think itâs honorable?â Jiang Yi explained to Jiang Xinyuan. Both mother and son nodded as if they had been educated.
Although Fu Xin knew what an imperial title was, she didnât know the details. Jiang Yi had just explained it to her and she admired him. He seemed to know everything and nothing could stump him.
âWhen youâre outstanding enough, everyone will pay attention to your family. Theyâll admire our education methods and think that your mom and dad are outstanding. At that time, itâll be impossible for others to not know who your mother is.â
Not only did Jiang Yi educate him, he also encouraged him. Jiang Xinyuan seemed to have been encouraged.
He was very smart and learned things very quickly, but even so, he still wanted to slack off on the first day of class. Now that Jiang Yi said that, he felt that he was not hardworking enough. He had to be even more capable so that he could be his motherâs solid support in the future.
âBut⦠I still want a postcard of hearts.â Jiang Xinyuan was really obsessed.
Fu Xin seemed to have seen his change. His obsession didnât seem to be so deep anymore. âWe have to write two pieces every day. One for you and one for me. In this way, there will be 60 pieces a month and 700 pieces a year. Wonât you find it annoying to use hearts every day?â
âHmm⦠I can choose something else, but the first time I wrote it, I still wanted hearts.â As expected, after Jiang Xinyuan received Jiang Yiâs guidance, his obsession was not as deep. âBut will it really be annoying?
Kids of Jiang Xinyuanâs age would definitely like more things.
âOf course. Itâs annoying to use the same thing every day, and itâs annoying to eat one thing every day. No matter how good something is, it wonât be cherished if itâs too much,â Fu Xin explained to him patiently.
Jiang Xinyuan could not help but worry when he heard this. Would his mother be annoyed if she looked at him for too long? However, he did not dare to ask. Hence, he asked tactfully, âThen will Mom be annoyed when Daddy is with you every day?â
Uh⦠This question caught her off guard. How could she explain it? In Fu Xinâs understanding, Jiang Yi was still testing her sincerity, but it seemed too greasy to say in front of the child that she would not find Jiang Yi annoying and would love him forever.
Donât be a greasy woman. Itâs so annoying!
Fu Xin thought for a moment and finally knew how to explain it to Jiang Xinyuan.
âThis⦠People and things are different. Little Xinyuan sees me every day and sends me flowers every day. Do you find it annoying?â When Fu Xin said this, she admired her IQ. Thinking about it carefully, she wondered if she had been infected by Jiang Yi, and her IQhad also increased..