Creating in Xiao Huan Xi

Several children sat down on the sofa with Grandpa Fang and Grandma Fang.

"Grandma, it's useless to bring so many things with you. You might as well bring me some throat lozenges."

Grandma Fang asked, "What do you want the lozenges for? Is your throat hoarse? Did your parents ask you to recite the text?"

"What? Reciting a text?" Fang Yifan glanced at the kitchen. "I'm going to take the art exam, majoring in musical theater. You can always watch me on TV in the future."

"Art exam? What art exam?" Unexpectedly, what I got was not the praise from Grandma Fang, but the sudden change of the old lady's expression.

Fang Yifan patiently explained: "It's an art exam. I applied for the musical theater major."

Grandpa Fang frowned: "Art exam?"

Grandma Fang couldn't believe it: "Musical?"

"Yes." Fang Yifan responded.

Grandma Fang quickly called out to her son and daughter-in-law: "Yuanyuan, what's going on, Wenjie?"

Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie responded.

"What's wrong?" Fang Yuan walked over from the kitchen.

"He said he was signing up for an arts exam."

"Art exam, art exam, don't you understand? Apply to an art school."

Tong Wenjie agreed: "Yes."

"What about opera academy, dance academy, music academy?"

"The college entrance exams are difficult enough, and they have to work hard enough. Why do they need to take an arts exam?" Grandma Fang was a little excited. "This will delay their studies."

Fang Yuan explained: "These are two different things. The art exam is the art exam, and the college entrance exam is the college entrance exam. The two do not conflict. And the teacher saw him and said he has some talent, so I told him to give it a try."

When Fang Yifan was mentioned, he nodded rapidly.

"Fang Yuan, you have to think about this matter carefully. What the child does in the future and what kind of person he grows up to be will have a lot to do with the decision you make now," said Grandpa Fang.

Grandma Fang found an ally and quickly said, "Your father is right. Don't think that one thing will happen at any time."

Fang Yuan was a little unhappy when he was told this: "Why do you do what you want? Didn't I just say that the two don't conflict? Take the art exam first, then the college entrance exam. If you don't pass the art exam, you can still take the college entrance exam, right? The college entrance exam has nothing to do with this art exam. And the teacher saw him and said he's pretty good."

Fang Yifan, Fang Yijin and Lin Lei'er could only become bystanders who nodded vigorously at the side.

Grandpa Fang began to bring up the past: "Back then, you insisted on taking the art exam. I didn't let you go, but you insisted on taking it. What was the result? You didn't pass. Now, you let Fanfan take it again..." After saying this, he made a meaningful "tsk" sound.

"Dad, dad, let's go back a little bit. Back then, I asked you to take the arts exam, but you didn't let me. So I went to study law. Look at you now, you're unemployed at home, right? Not as good as you were back then."

As Fang Yuan was talking, he started to laugh at himself, and Tong Wenjie patted his arm in amusement.

Grandma Fang hit him angrily: "You can't blame your dad for this, really."

Fang Yuan could only sigh: "Oh, didn't I tell you? There is no conflict. He still has classes, it doesn't affect his studies, he goes there during his spare time. And there are teachers to tutor him, it's not just random, you know?"

Grandma Fang was surprised: "You invited a teacher?"

Fang Yuan replied: "Please."

Tong Wenjie said: "We hired a teacher from a dance academy who dances very well."

"Is the teacher's tuition expensive?" This is also the issue that Grandma Fang is most worried about.

Fang Yuan replied in the kitchen: "No money."

Tong Wenjie glanced in Fang Yuan's direction before answering Grandma Fang's question: "Not expensive, not expensive, Mom. It's not expensive."

"How can this be free? This... this is really... " Grandma Fang was upset.

The three children smiled at each other.

Grandma Fang whispered to Grandpa Fang, "Old Fang, let's take out the money."

Grandpa Fang took out a wad of money from his coat on the sofa and gave it to Grandma Fang.

As soon as Grandma Fang got the money, she called out, "Wen Jie."

Tong Wenjie responded: "Hey."

"Come on, come on."

Tong Wenjie put down the beans she was picking and walked over.

Grandma Fang stood up and handed the money to Tong Wenjie. Tong Wenjie was a little surprised: "What are you doing?"

"Take it."

Tong Wenjie took a step back: "I can't take it, what are you doing?"

Grandma Fang walked around the sofa and pulled Tong Wenjie aside: "Listen to mom, I'm telling you, Yuanyuan doesn't have a job now, and you're the one who takes care of everything. Mom and Dad have seen it all, so you take it."