Extraordinary Genius

Soon after the Spring Festival in '06, Feng Yu and his family returned to Iceland for New Year's Eve.

They're on a Taihua-controlled plane, Feng Yu's private plane, and it's not ready yet. Feng Yu's heart is filled with resentment. Didn't you say it would be done soon? How long has it been?

Fortunately, I bought a few more planes from my brother, otherwise it wouldn't be easy to get home.

“Know how to play with your siblings, don't say no!” Feng Danying looked seriously at his son.

Li Zhixiang flattened his mouth with reluctance. He's in junior high. Can he play with two younger siblings who haven't gone to kindergarten yet?

But the family were all wrapping dumplings at this time, except that he was just too granny idle, but after watching it for a while in spring and evening, he said to take a nap and wait until almost 12 o'clock to get up and guard his age.

It's snowing outside, it's cold, and I won't let you out. It's a big house, but it won't let you run. What's so funny about it?

“Brother, can you tell me a story?” Feng Lijun pulled Li Zhixing's clothes corner, his eyes blinking at Li Zhixing and selling adorable.

Feng Lijia also looked at his cousin and also grabbed his clothes horn.

By the way, look for uncle, uncle can't wrap dumplings.

Li Zhixiang saw his uncle helping to squeeze the dough (round size dough squeezed, good dumpling skin). He wanted to say that I'd do the same thing. Shall we switch?

“Lijun, Lijia, why don't you take me to the car?” Li Zhixiang remembered the toy car he had left in the storage room.

When he was in elementary school, his parents let him drive, but then he drove into the bushes again and never let him play again.

Of course, this is not his first toy car, I don't know what generation it is anymore. Anyway, every time a new battery toy car is built by Ice City Machinery Manufacturing Group, they always send him one, saying let him try it, give him advice, let them modify it.

The two little guys were enthralled by Li Zhixiang, driving around the living room, screaming and yelling, very happy.

Li Zhixiang leaned on the back of the sofa with his hands behind his back and shook his head and sighed.

Kids, this is too much trouble!

And he didn't know that when he was five or six years old, that was the one who gave the whole family the worst headache.

Feng Yu's work was completed quickly, and he could not wrap dumplings, which were always cooked or rarely filled.

As a Northeast man, he was under a lot of pressure. When I was in college, my roommates laughed at me.

After washing his hands, Feng Yu was arranged to visit the children in the living room. They were also worried about the two little guys, and Li Zhixing watched them.

Uncle Li Zhixiang's eyes revealed the color of liberation: “Uncle, I'm going to the toilet, you come to watch my brother and sister. ”

After that, he went to the bathroom without waiting for Feng Yu to agree.

Feng Yu, keep your eyes open, you son of a bitch, how cute your brother and sister are, so you won't see me?

“Daddy ~ ~" the two little guys saw Feng Yu and shouted.

Feng Yu used to pull the car, twist the key, turn off the power, and take both the little guys out.

“Come on, you can have a little fun. Why don't you two go back to sleep? You can have dumplings when you wake up.” Feng Yu asked with a smile.

“Dad, I don't want dumplings. Can I have some noodles?” Feng Lijun asked in agony.

Feng Yu lit his son's nose with his hands: “You bastard, you are not happy in the blessing. When Daddy was your age, he only wanted dumplings for New Year's Eve. ”

Feng Yu was also helpless. Now living conditions are different from his childhood. He loved meat at that time, but the two children actually liked vegetables!

If you don't want dumplings for New Year's Eve, you must have noodles?!

“Dad, I want noodles too.” Feng Lijia bit her finger and said.

Feng Yu quickly pulled her daughter's finger out of her mouth: “Don't put your finger in it, it will hurt your stomach. ”

Alas, that's what kids do, one does what the other does. A noodle, they rob too.

“Then you go to bed, Dad, and get you some noodles. ”

Feng Yu coddled his son and daughter just fell asleep and saw Li Zhixiang poking a head in through the door.

Feng Yu darkened the wall lights and came out to close the door.

He reached out and rubbed Li Zhixing's head: “What's a probe for? ”

Feng Yu felt something wrong and looked at his hand: “You still use hair gel this evening? Hurry up, go wash up. ”

However, Feng Yu also felt that the child was older and began to like to dress up. When he was this big, no one would do that without these conditions, on the farm, unless it was a marriage.

Li Zhiguo looked at uncle with a grudge, I'm so big, can you not rub my head? And my hair, just styled with gel water.

After a half-day comb, I wanted to ask if you were handsome, but I haven't asked yet!

After Li Zhixiang washed his hair, Feng Yu sat him down and asked with a smile: “Tell your uncle why he's recently dressed up? ”

“No. ”

“No? I think I want to show it to someone. Let me guess, isn't that your favorite female classmate?” Feng Yu followed the good temptation.

“No, nothing.” Li Zhihang looked away and was afraid to look at his uncle.

No?

Feng Yu picked his eyebrows, so obvious, you still want to fool me? Be careful with your uncle and I, you're not even close!

Feng Yu revealed his white teeth: “Know, how many points for this final exam? ”

Li Zhixiang's face was helpless, but the adult asked about exam results, so there was nothing else to talk about?

“All over ninety. ”

“That's it, compared to your uncle and me, it's far worse.” Feng Yu said proudly.

Li Zhixiang put his mouth to rest: “Grandma has told me that your junior high school grades are not very good. ”

Feng Yu was a little embarrassed. Why did Mom tell him about this? This image of me in my nephew's heart, it just collapsed.

But it doesn't matter, Feng Yu doesn't care anyway. He continued to grin and ask: “Is she better than you? ”

“How is that possible! She's only 89 in math! ”

After that, Li Zhixiang stopped. He looked up and saw his uncle's smile was so annoying.

Feng Yu shook his leg there and looked down at his nephew: “Know, lying is not a good habit. ”

“I, I'm talking about the same table! ”

“Oh ~ ~ ~ ~ same table. By the way, didn't Uncle bring you the latest Lenovo laptop on New Year's Day? Did you give it to her to play the game? ”

“No, she doesn't play games!” After saying this, Li Zhixiang knew he had lost his word again.

“Look, admit it? Don't worry, uncle is enlightened, uncle will never tell anyone about this. ”

After that, Feng Yu went downstairs with a smile all over his face. Leaving Li Zhixiang sitting there, I wonder why he stopped talking to himself?

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