PFC Chapter 1481 Sending the Child to School
Chapter 1481 Sending the Child to School
"You mean I'm very sensible? Well, my mommy says that children without fathers must become sensible early so they won't be bullied," Bai Chenhui said calmly.
Zhuang Shijue laughed, "Kid, a child should act like a child, why are you pretending to be so mature?"
“Mommy said this is being sensible!” Bai Chenhui said with a straight face.
"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense, she's making things up. Everyone has a childhood, and they grow up gradually. Think about it, kid, most people only become sensible when they grow up, but you're sensible now, so you've missed out on a childhood. What will you have to look back on in the future?"
Bai Chenhui listened to Zhuang Shijue's words without nodding or shaking his head. After a long while, he suddenly asked, "But I don't even have a father yet."
"What did your mom say? When are you going to get a dad?" Zhuang Shijue suddenly became serious, trying to get some information out of the little brat.
"Yes, Mommy said I'll see Daddy soon, and told me not to rush and to be patient." Bai Chenhui counted on his little hands, then suddenly looked at Zhuang Shijue, "Uncle, you look like a cunning fox."
"...That's not good. Children shouldn't learn such hurtful things from their mother. It's not good, not good at all," Zhuang Shijue said seriously.
“But my mommy said that you’ve turned out badly because you’ve never listened to her since you were little. Mommy said that children who don’t listen to their mothers will end up like you, no one likes them, and even if someone does, it’s all fake. Uncle, you’re actually quite pitiful, huh?” Little Bai Chenhui said earnestly, then turned to Zhuang Shijue with a smile.
Zhuang Shijue, his face long, said, "I said, what have you learned from your mother? You think everything you've learned is good? NO NO, let me tell you, all of this is..."
“My mommy said,” little Bai Chenhui interrupted Zhuang Shijue loudly, “that people who call themselves ‘Laozi’ and whose fathers are still alive are ill-mannered, because when someone has a father, ‘Laozi’ refers to their father! Uncle, you are ill-mannered, and people will talk about your father and mother. Don’t do that again.”
Eloquent and articulate, speaking with unwavering conviction and without a trace of fear, where on earth did this little devil come from?
A grown man in his twenties being lectured by a little kid... Zhuang Shijue grabbed Bai Chenhui, wanting to drag him down and vent his anger, but after all, he was just a six-year-old child. He let go, his face grim, suppressing his annoyance. Okay, he's just a child. No matter what, he, a grown man, can't argue with a child.
"Good, very good, a fine son raised by your mother." Zhuang Shijue forced a smile and gritted his teeth as he spoke.
Bai Xin'ai's son, hmm, not bad, just like him, quite individualistic.
Zhuang Shijue looked Bai Chenhui up and down. If his son looked like this, well, so-so, barely acceptable. After all, he himself wasn't exactly a saint, so having a righteous son wouldn't hurt.
Thinking about it that way, Bai Chenhui's eyes started to light up.
"I said, how about I become your adoptive father?" Zhuang Shijue pulled up a chair and sat down.
Little Bai Chenhui's face immediately contorted like a theatrical performer, and he looked at Zhuang Shijue with disdain: "You? Isn't that inappropriate? My mommy said that I, Barbie, am the most expensive and best person, and you?"
Zhuang Shijue was provoked. "You little brat, wait until you grow up, we'll settle this one-on-one! I'll kill you!"
"Get lost, what's with that look you're giving me, huh?" Zhuang Shijue felt there was nothing more to talk about, so he got up and left.
He stopped after two steps and looked back at the child beside him. Little Bai Chenhui was grabbing his trouser leg and looking at him pitifully.
"So, did you promise to take me to school tomorrow?"
Zhuang Shijue pressed his throbbing temples. Well, he's just a child.
“Okay, I’m going back to the city tomorrow anyway.” Zhuang Shijue smiled. How could someone as elegant, generous and approachable as him hold a grudge against a child?
"Are you leaving?" Bai Chenhui's eyes showed reluctance. This look finally comforted Zhuang Shijue, who thought that this little brat had a conscience.
"Don't worry, I'll come to see you often, so don't miss me too much," Zhuang Shijue said smugly.
To everyone's surprise, little Bai Chenhui laughed and said, "You shouldn't come here to see me so often. If you miss me, just come to school to see me. Don't come here, my mommy doesn't like you."
“…” Zhuang Shijue gritted his teeth, “You little brat, I’ll chop you up!”
"Your mom doesn't like me, yet she still... "
Hmph, even if she doesn't like it, she's still being dominated by him. Women, they say they don't like it, but actually they like it a lot.
"Hmm?" Little Radish Head tilted his head and looked at Zhuang Shijue with a curious expression.
"You're just a kid, don't try to know everything. Focus on your studies, understand?" Zhuang Shijue patted Bai Chenhui on the shoulder and said.
Based on the agreement reached the previous day, Zhuang Shijue took on the responsibility of taking Bai Chenhui to school early the next morning.
However, judging from Bai Xin'ai's worried expression, she didn't seem to trust him to deliver it.
“Drive slowly, there’s still plenty of time. Take your time, and make sure you watch Huihui go into the school before you leave. You have to hand him over to the teacher, okay…” Bai Xin’ai kept reminding him. This was probably the most she had ever said to Zhuang Shijue when she was showing her true feelings.
Zhuang Shijue looked at Bai Xin'ai with a half-smile: "Alright, alright, if you're worried, you can drive and follow them."
"You..." Didn't she already promise her son? How could she not do it?
“Say goodbye to your mother.” Zhuang Shijue ignored Bai Xin’ai and turned to Bai Chenhui.
"Goodbye, Mommy. Don't miss me, Mommy. Huihui will be back after school this afternoon," the child said sweetly and cleverly.
Bai Xin'ai nodded repeatedly, "Be good at school, Huihui. Sit still and don't look around. Remember what Mommy has taught you?"
"Yes, I know. Mommy, you can go back now. Goodbye." Bai Chenhui waved, a sweet and innocent smile on his face.
Bai Xin'ai stood outside the car, unwilling to leave. Her eyes welled with tears as she watched her son, whose figure had reddened with emotion. From kindergarten to elementary school, she had never missed a single day; she had always watched him walk into school. She knew her son desperately wanted a father, someone to play games with, help with homework, and play with building blocks. He even wanted to be able to be taken to school by his father, just like other children.
Bai Xin'ai took a deep breath, "Goodbye, baby."
Zhuang Shijue tucked his ears in, unable to bear the dragging on any longer. It wasn't a matter of life and death; it was just going to school, nothing more!
"Alright, let's go inside, it's cold outside." Zhuang Shijue started the car and headed towards the school.
Although Master Zhuang seemed carefree and unreliable on the surface, he was actually quite serious when helping others. He remembered that Bai Xin'ai had told him to watch the child enter the school before leaving, so he didn't leave immediately after parking the car at the school gate.