Chapter 7: Returning Home
After that, Xiao Yao lived a fulfilling life of exercising and learning boxing in the morning, practicing calligraphy in the afternoon and listening to Xiao Chengru talk about history in the afternoon. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info And this kind of life only lasted for more than two months. One day more than two months later, with the arrival of Xiao Siqi's recovery from his injury, Xiao Yao's life will also face some changes.
Xiao Siqi naturally came to take his son back. Although Xiao Chengru has been getting along with his grandson very happily for more than two months, and he is really reluctant to let his grandson leave, he knows that Xiao Siqi, who is experiencing the pain of losing his wife at this stage, needs Xiao Yao's company more than him.
At present, Xiao Yao has learned all the Shaolin Changquan taught by Liu Zhongwen, and he has played well, Liu Zhongwen has no intention of teaching him new things for the time being, but he just wants him to practice diligently and slowly comprehend it with his heart. And Xiao Chengru's side, he has also taught Xiao Yao to read all the basic enlightenment books such as "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names", "Thousand Character Text", "Thousand Family Poems", etc., although the words written do not have any style and spirit, but they are also beginning to take shape, and the rest is also practiced diligently, and slowly experienced. So Xiao Yao is now following Xiao Siqi home, which has no impact on what he is currently studying. As long as Xiao Siqi takes him over every ten days and half a month, let him and Liu Zhongwen test it.
Although the matter of bringing his son home is very smooth, Xiao Siqi has not seen his father for more than two months, so naturally he can't come and take his son away immediately, and it is indispensable to stay with his father for half a day. While eating, Xiao Siqi talked with his father Xiao Chengru about another question about Xiao Yao.
"Dad, at Bayi's age, you can also go to kindergarten. Originally, our plan was to find a kindergarten in the neighborhood where we lived and read it to him. But now that his mother is gone, you also know the nature of my job, I can accompany Bayi from morning to night, and I am not on time when I am busy, so I will inevitably have to trouble you to help pick up and even take care of it, so I want to find a kindergarten located in the middle of our two residences, what do you think?" Xiao Siqi's working hours are really not easy to say. As a singer who has suffered a Waterloo on two consecutive albums, he currently has a small number of announcements, and when he has nothing to do, he just needs to stay at home and write songs. But there is also another identity as a producer. At present, although he is doing a good job as a producer, he is not the kind of top producer in the industry, and he is not lined up with countless singers waiting for him to make music. After all, he is not the only producer in the company, and whether he needs to work depends on the company's arrangement and the personal willingness of the singer and the tacit understanding and trust between each other. And once he had a job as a producer, he spent most of the day in the studio. At this time, he can only rely on his father to help take care of his son.
Xiao Siqi mentioned this matter at the dinner table, and did not avoid Xiao Yao. So Xiao Yao shuddered when he heard Xiao Siqi mention the word "kindergarten". Playing with a group of preschoolers in the kindergarten and sitting in a row to divide the fruits? Xiao Yao didn't do it!
Before Xiao Chengru could speak, Xiao Yao hurriedly interjected: "I won't go to kindergarten." ”
Xiao Siqi looked at Xiao Yao a little amusedly and said, "Is this your final say?"
Xiao Yao pouted: "Why not?" He turned to Xiao Chengru and said, "Grandpa, do you think the kindergarten is suitable for me? What is the benefit of staying with a group of little guys who don't even know how to dress themselves and are still playing with snot all day? I continue to study with you to learn calligraphy, or fight with Grandpa Liu is better than wasting time in kindergarten." ”
Xiao Siqi laughed and said, "Yo, you can dress yourself, as if you don't play with snot." You're really learning calligraphy with your grandfather, and you're boxing, and I'll see how many tricks you can play?"
Seeing Xiao Yao throwing a roll of his eyes disdainfully, Xiao Siqi said with some surprise: "Hey, are you still throwing your father's face?"
Xiao Chengru, who had thought about Xiao Yao's words, said to him seriously: "I think what Bayi said makes sense. This kid is too smart, going to kindergarten is indeed delaying him, so it's better to let him follow me. ”
"Dad, you..." Xiao Siqi seemed to be a little anxious.
Xiao Chengru waved his hand to interrupt Xiao Siqi and said, "You listen to me first." You still don't know how I've behaved here during this time. Let me tell you, since the first day Bayi came to me, he has come by himself to dress and wash everything that is convenient, and he has never let me intervene once, and I have tried to ask him to wash the dishes for me once. You wait for me to get something, you see. With that, Xiao Chengru got up and left the table and went to the study.
Xiao Siqi looked at his father's back as he turned to leave, turned his head and said to Xiao Yao carefully: "Son, are you so powerful?" Xiao Yao snorted, still ignoring it.
After a while, Xiao Chengru took a stack of white paper and handed it to Xiao Siqi and said, "Look, this is your son's handwriting." He can not only write it, but also read it. In more than two months, your son has learned all the books such as "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names", "Thousand Character Text", and "Thousand Family Poems". Not only that, but he remembered the Tai Chi I taught him all at once. You also know the old man Liu Zhongwen Liu, who retired from the national martial arts team, is the one who taught your son to practice boxing. It was also more than two months for your son to practice the set of Shaolin Changquan he taught. This is what Old Man Liu said. You know it's not easy to get him to say that, it's not just about acting like it. ”
The piles that Xiao Chengru talked about blew up Xiao Siqi one by one like bombs. Holding the stack of white paper in his hand and looking at it for a long time, Xiao Siqi seemed to come back to his senses, and said carefully: "What do you mean by this, my son is a genius?"
Xiao Chengru smiled and said, "I don't dare to say if it's a genius, anyway, there should be no children of the same age who can compare to him." In terms of learning ability, even a teenager is not necessarily better than him, so I dare to say that kindergarten is delaying him. ”
"It's been more than two months, and I've never heard you mention these things. Although he didn't come over to recuperate, Xiao Siqi called Xiao Chengru a lot during this period to care about the child's situation. Xiao Chengru has always just said that the child is very good, but he has not revealed these things at all.
"Didn't you want to surprise you? Xiao Chengru smiled: "So, I think I can respect Bayi's opinion, this kindergarten, let's not let him go, if you are busy, send him here." Aren't your dad and I as good as those kindergarten teachers?"
"Okay, okay, let's not go to kindergarten. Xiao Siqi hurriedly said, his son is so powerful, what kind of kindergarten do you go to? Originally, I planned to send my son to kindergarten because I had no experience and no energy, and my father was old, so it was too hard for anyone to serve a child alone, but now it seems that what my father needs to do is a teacher rather than a nanny, and he doesn't care so much.
"Son, since you are so good and learn things quickly, then learn to play the piano with me when you get home tonight. Xiao Siqi said to Xiao Yao.
"Hey, you have to be willing to learn anything, you can't force it. Xiao Chengru saw that his son was full of interest, and hurriedly said: "Bayi is smart, but how can I say that he is a three-year-old child, and he is still growing his body, so he can't be overly squeezed." ”
"What do you mean? Xiao Siqi looked at his father helplessly, "It's no problem to learn calligraphy from you and learn boxing from Uncle Liu, but I can't do it?"
"Do I mean that? I mean the kid willing. The child is so young, I am afraid that he will not be able to take care of it if he teaches too much at once, and his body will not be able to bear it. Xiao Chengru glared.
"It's okay, I'm willing to learn. Xiao Yao interrupted his grandfather, "Grandpa, I will pay attention to the combination of work and rest." ”
After dinner, Xiao Siqi didn't stay long, and after a little rest, he led Xiao Yao to say goodbye to Xiao Chengru and go back to his home.
Xiao Siqi's original car has been damaged in the car accident, and the car he is driving now is new not long ago, and the car condition is not completely familiar, plus after the accident, Xiao Siqi is more cautious in driving, and the speed of the car is relatively slow, Xiao Yao can also take advantage of this to enjoy the night view of Yanjing City.
Xiao Siqi's residence is located in the Kaiyang community, which is close to the inner side of the Yanjing South Third Ring Road. There is a CBD not far away and the surrounding facilities are very complete. The hospital and school are also not far away, and the location and environment are very good. And his residence is a relatively new real estate, a four-bedroom and two-living room house, about 1780 square meters. The two rooms are the bedrooms of Xiao Siqi and Xiao Yao, while the other two rooms are Xiao Siqi's soundproofed music room and Chen Zilin's gym.
Xiao Yao had some impressions of this house in his memory, but he still looked around again inside and out, and the result was naturally extremely satisfied. Let's not talk about the bedroom, anyway, it's a place to sleep, and he didn't have too high requirements. Xiao Siqi's music room looks professional. There are a lot of musical instruments alone, an electronic keyboard, two acoustic guitars, an electric guitar, a bass, a set of drums, and many other electronic devices that I don't know. And Chen Zilin's gym is also very good, except for a treadmill and a multi-functional fitness equipment placed against the wall, the remaining space is enough for three of him to finish a complete set of Shaolin Changquan in the room at the same time without the slightest obstacle. The two mirrors on the whole wall, the handrails fixed to the wall and as long as the wall, and a set of combined sound systems in the corner of the wall made him feel that this was almost half a professional dance studio. Of course, what amazed Xiao Yao the most was the big guy on the side of the balcony in the big living room, which was a white three-legged piano.
Xiao Siqi naturally didn't expect or find that Xiao Yao would be amazed by the home he had lived in for more than three years, and all he was thinking about now was all about Xiao Yao's deeds that his father Xiao Chengru heard. As soon as he settled down at home, Xiao Siqi pulled Xiao Yao and asked him the question he was most concerned about: "Bayi, are you really willing to learn the piano from your father?" Due to Xiao Yao's insistence, Xiao Siqi has reluctantly called himself his father according to Xiao Yao's idea, although he feels that he is not old at all.
"Of course I do. Xiao Yao nodded, looked at the pile of musical instruments in the music room with envy and said, "I don't just have to learn the piano, I also have to learn the instruments you know." Not only that, but I also want to learn composition and write songs from you. ”
"Really, okay, as long as you want to learn, willing to learn, Dad will definitely teach you everything." Xiao Siqi said happily.
"Aren't you afraid that I will learn everything, and I will surpass you in the future and steal your job?" Xiao Yao teased his father.
"Hehe, of course I hope you can surpass Dad, not to mention grabbing jobs, it's just that Dad has no food to eat, and it's no problem to go out to ask for food. Xiao Siqi said happily.
Yes, the blue is better than the blue, isn't this what all teachers want for their students, and for their children?