Ye Yunzhou, who was all smiles just a second ago, suddenly stopped smiling.

His homeroom teacher, Ms. Li, told him that the simplest way to make his parents happy was to get high scores on his exams.

He studied very hard because of this.

With Ning Caicai as his tutor at home, Ye Yunzhou's academic performance was among the best.

Despite being only in the third grade of elementary school, he has already started to study junior high school courses on his own.

You asked me why Ye Yunzhou didn't get a perfect score on the exam, since he's so talented.

主要是叶云舟实在是没办法理解,为什么7+6这么一个简单的算术题,还要拆分成7+3+3。

Those two points were deducted because there was no solution process.

Upon hearing Ye Lan's words, Ms. Zhang Fengxia angrily raised her hand to strike.

"Mom, don't interfere with how I discipline the children. A doting mother spoils her child. Look at Xueyao, she doesn't care about these things."

Lin Xueyao, who was eating snacks and watching soap operas, was inexplicably called out and looked over with an innocent expression.

Ye Lan seized the opportunity to snatch the potato chips from her hand and swallowed them in one gulp, which made Lin Xueyao so angry that she raised her little pink fist and punched his chest.

"Mom, Ye Lan is a sensible person. You don't need to interfere with him taking care of the child."

“But what if my grandson ruins his eyesight by playing video games with me all day?” Zhang Fengxia said with a worried expression.

"Mom, I don't agree with what you said. Playing video games can damage eyesight, but can't reading books? Xu Zhiqiang is the most typical example. He hasn't played video games much, but his myopia has already reached over 700 degrees."

Xu Zhiqiang recently underwent vision surgery.

During his post-operative recovery period, he couldn't use any electronic devices, so he became obsessed with fishing, taking Ye Lan's father with him, and vowing to conquer all the freshwater fish!

Zhang Fengxia knew that Ye Lan's words made sense, so she stopped arguing.

Without his grandmother's protection, Ye Yunzhou will face Ye Lan's grueling training.

"Your task today is very simple: go to the Mo Family's Mechanical Path and find an opponent. You can't eat until you win ten games!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Yunzhou looked dejected and said, "Dad, I can't do the tenth round."

"If you can't get out of here, don't call yourself my son. I don't have a son as useless as you, acting like playing video games is going to kill you."

Watching the father and son argue, Lin Xueyao covered her mouth and smiled faintly, her eyes narrowing into two crescent moons.

..........

At three in the morning, Ye Yunzhou wearily put down his phone. He had finally completed the task his father had assigned him.

He gently nudged the middle-aged woman who was slumped over the table. "Aunt Ning, I've finished playing the game."

Ning Caicai groggily raised her head and wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth.

"Are you hungry? I'll go make you some food."

"Aunt Ning, cooking so late at night is too much trouble. Let's have instant noodles instead."

"Okay, I'll fry you an egg first, and heat up the dishes Ye Lan left for you while I'm at it."

"My dad left some food for me? He'd be that kind? Or maybe he secretly poisoned it!"

Ning Caicai was speechless upon hearing Ye Yunzhou's speculation.

It's unbelievable that these two people managed to turn the father and son into enemies.

“Your dad cares about you a lot, he just doesn’t know how to express it.”

Ye Yunzhou curled his lip in disdain. "Forget it. If he really cared about me, he wouldn't have let me continue playing games so late at night."

"Your dad is also disappointed in you. Back then, he dominated the professional league and became the undisputed e-sports god. I never expected that you would not inherit any gaming talent."

Ye Yunzhou sighed. Of course, he had heard these things from his mother.

He was also helpless about this, as genetic inheritance is something that cannot be explained at all.

"I might have inherited my mother's gaming talent."

"As far as I know, your mother's gaming skills aren't that bad."

Ye Yunzhou: ..........

Ning Caicai walked into the kitchen with a smile.

Time flies, and Ning Caicai is now a middle-aged woman approaching thirty.

Her ever-present high ponytail hairstyle has disappeared at some point. Her hair is now piled high in a bun, making Ning Caicai less lively but more decisive.

Before long, Ning Caicai brought out two bowls of fragrant instant noodles.

She pushed the bowl with the fried egg in front of Ye Yunzhou, and took out a plate of mixed stew from the microwave, not forgetting to remind him.

"Eat slowly, be careful it's hot."

Ye Yunzhou twirled the noodles with a fork, blew on them gently to cool them, and then slurped them into his mouth with a "thud".

With warm food in his stomach, the exhausted Ye Yunzhou regained some energy.

"Aunt Ning, you're so beautiful, why don't you find a boyfriend?"

Ning Caicai, who was eating noodles, suddenly stopped. The golden oil floating on the soup swayed slightly, reflecting her suddenly frozen expression.

After a long silence, she forced a smile, as if relieved, and asked, "What, are you going to introduce me to someone?"

"Yes, Mr. Chen likes you a lot. He asked me to ask you if you have a boyfriend and what your favorite color is."

The naive Ye Yunzhou inadvertently revealed the mastermind behind it all.

Ning Caicai laughed and said, "Teacher Chen, you mean your PE teacher? Tell him not to waste his time. I don't like those muscular men."

This Mr. Chen is a fitness fanatic. His biceps are bigger than a ball. The key is that the proportions are very strange. While his shoulders are wide and his muscles are big, his head is very small. He looks disproportionate, like a distant relative of a bullfrog.

Ning Caicai had no liking for this kind of boy.

"Oh, okay then, I'll tell Teacher Chen when I go to school tomorrow."

Seeing that Aunt Ning had already said so, Ye Yunzhou stopped asking questions.

It seems that Teacher Chen is destined not to marry Aunt Ning.

It was already four in the morning when Ye Yunzhou finished eating. He quietly pushed open the bedroom door.

Even though he didn't make a sound, Ye Lan was still "woke up".

"He's eight or nine years old, but he acts like he's never grown up. He needs his parents to be with him to fall asleep. What a coward!"

"You two can sleep here. I'll go sleep in the small room next door."

Lin Xueyao woke up at this moment, "Honey, isn't that room next door reserved for our son?"

"Look at him, such a coward, what a wimp! Does he even dare to sleep alone?"

“Your son is a coward. When I was his age, I had already stopped sleeping with my parents.”

Lin Xueyao got angry, "My son is not a coward!"

Ye Yunzhou roared angrily, "I'm not a coward!"

Ye Lan's lips curled up in a mocking smile, "Then do you dare to sleep alone? If not, then you're a coward!"

Ye Yunzhou: "I can!"

Lin Xueyao chimed in, "My son isn't a coward. Come on, Mom will make your bed."

A few minutes later, Lin Xueyao nestled in Ye Lan's arms, her expression revealing a hint of suppressed laughter.

"Great, honey! We can have some alone time together again!"

"It's just that my son is suffering, having to sleep alone at such a young age."

Ye Lan said softly, "That's enough. I started boarding school when I was ten years old, and my mother never seemed worried about me. She even called it cultivating independence."

"We also cultivate our son's independence."

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