It was late at night, and the whole building fell silent.

Ma Haowen was busy cleaning the tables and chairs, making the bed and spreading the quilt, and tidying up the house, when he looked up by chance, he found that Ma Fei had stopped what he was doing, and was staring at the newly laid sheets worriedly, shaking his head constantly.

"Absolutely impossible. I can't be in the top 10 of my grade. Dad, it's not that I don't want to learn, and I don't want to embarrass you, but I'm really stupid, you'll be stupid and cry by me. ”

Ma Haowen put down the rag and said with a smile: "Who said you have to be in the top ten of your grade?" ”

"Huh? Then you bet on them......" Ma Fei opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"I lied to them! Forget about that bet. It doesn't matter if it's in the top 10 or not. All Dad cares about is whether your brain is sleeping or if it's really spinning. ”

Ma Fei was even more surprised, opened his mouth, and was speechless for a while, and only after a while did he hold back a sentence: "I said I'm stupid, right?" I don't know what you're talking about. ”

Ma Haowen pulled his son to sit down on the edge of the bed, he stared at his son, and asked solemnly, "Have you ever thought about what you will do when you grow up?" ”

"I'm going to university. Mom said that studying hard is to get into college. ”

Ma Haowen shook his head solemnly: "No, no, the university entrance examination is a process, not a goal." What about going to college? You've got to do something, right? Never thought about it? Remember, life is like an arrow, and dreams are like a target. What's the point of drawing a bow every day if you can't even find a target? There are many interesting jobs in the world, so pick the one that interests you the most and think about it, even if you change it every day. ”

Looking at his son's ignorant eyes, Ma Haowen paused, and then said, "Tell you one...... Well, the latest research results of Ethiopian scientists, thinking about this question for one minute a day will increase your IQ by five points! ”

Ma Fei suddenly became excited and shouted, "Really? Dad, will you start tutoring me in my homework now? ”

Ma Fei thought that his father would definitely let him take out the textbook immediately, but his father just looked at him gently, shook his head and smiled, and then said something he couldn't understand-

"But I've been tutoring you all day. Good night, son. ”

At midnight.

Ma Fei woke up from his sleep and found that there was still light in the room, and from the desk came the rustle of a pen writing on the manuscript paper. He propped himself up sleepily, stretched out his head to look, and found that his father had written on the paper: "The complainant of the complaint, Ma Haowen, male, Han nationality, ......"

"Dad, are you working?"

Seeing that he was awake, Ma Haowen smiled and nodded.

"Can I not sleep, then?" Ma Fei suddenly came to the spirit. If it was at his mother's house, he wouldn't dare to ask such a question, but with his father, he felt that he could give it a try.

Ma Haowen was happy, and his son's little caution was clear to him at a glance. In his opinion, what parents say is important, but it is more important to let children see what parents do.

He pointed to the ceiling with a pen: "You can go up to heaven." Never have to ask me about your own business. After saying that, he turned his head and went about his business.

Ma Fei gained unexpected freedom, stayed for a while, looked at his father again, turned his head and took out the tutorial materials from his schoolbag, opened them and read them carefully.

For the first time in years, he felt confident and empowered. The results of that Ethiopian scientist's research are truly amazing! He was sure that his intelligence had really increased by five points in that minute.

Ten minutes later......

Ma Fei, who didn't understand a word, had already thrown the book aside and fell asleep.

Early the next morning.

Before Ma Fei got up, he heard the sound of skillful chopping vegetables, the sizzle of the oil pot, and the sudden sound of steam hitting the lid of the pot from the kitchen. This surprised him, but he didn't expect that his father still had a hidden hand, and he turned out to be a chef! He scrambled out of bed, washed up so-so, and walked to the kitchen expectantly.

"It's time to eat."

Ma Fei was surprised to see that there was only a plate of black slimy things on the table, and then looked down at the garbage basket, which was full of discarded ingredients.

Ma Haowen wiped his sweat, bowed his head and bowed in shame: "The first experiment is not very ideal, I'm sorry Ma Feijun." ”

Ma Fei tentatively picked up a piece of chopsticks and put it in his mouth, and nodded slowly while chewing: "It's delicious." ”

"Really?" Ma Haowen's lowered head was raised suddenly, full of surprise.

Ma Fei really couldn't hold back, turned around and spit out the contents of his mouth.

Ma Haowen embarrassedly suppressed his smile: "Hmm...... How about a bet? At the end of the semester, your academic performance has improved, and your father's cooking skills have reached the level of the state banquet? ”

"But which subject should I start with to improve my grades? I was not good at math, geography and history were worse, and the worst was English and biology. Ma Fei asked worriedly while rummaging through his schoolbag.

"Really comprehensive. School bag for me. Ma Haowen took the schoolbag handed over by his son, "It's so heavy." It's a textbook, right, so what's left? He pulled a few books out of his bag and mouthed at the remaining pile of nunu.

"Assignments. Homework. Homework. Teacher-carved papers, extracurricular supplementary reading, excellent essay selections, and mock exercise sets. ”

Ma Haowen nodded, picked up his schoolbag and walked to the garbage basket, turned the schoolbag upside down, and poured the contents into the garbage basket.

"What? I'm going to be penalized. Ma Fei was in a hurry, stood up suddenly, and reached out to save the work mixed with the black garbage.

Ma Haowen stopped him, took the rest of the textbooks in his hand, and took out a soft ruler from his pocket, comparing it to the side of this stack of textbooks.

"Come, see for yourself, how much?"

Ma Fei didn't understand his father's actions, so he had to approach in wonder: "It's less than eighteen...... Seventeen millimeters? ”

"Seventeen millimeters, you know? The course you have to face is not the Himalayas at all. If you can grow this tall in half a year, your brain will naturally be able to figure out all the secrets in this seventeen millimeters. Every day, 0.1 millimeter, is it okay? Ma Haowen raised a finger.

Ma Fei has never heard such an argument!

He was shocked like never before, but he was deeply impressed by the logic. His eyes widened as he looked at the short distance marked by the ruler, and then at his father's eager eyes.

Ma Haowen stared at his son tightly, and said silently in his heart: "Persistence!" The eyes must be eager! Be sure to mislead your child into thinking that he is the young Einstein himself! He stole around and squeezed his eyes, took a deep breath, and looked at his son with more adoring eyes.

More than ten years later, Ma Haowen admitted that at that time, he was facing a little fool who only took the seventy-one exam in Chinese and mathematics combined, and insisting on this kind of look was too much of a test of acting skills. However, he did succeed!

Ma Fei was moved by his father's warm expectations, and he thought seriously: "If the young Einstein can't even understand the 0.1 millimeter every day, it seems to be a really shameful thing......

From that day on—

In class, Ma Fei was unusual, he no longer slept or read novels, but straightened his back, listened carefully to lectures and took notes. On the back door of the classroom, behind the "Yan Gong Cave", Director Yan's eyes full of anger and dissatisfaction often appeared. This was clearly not the outcome he had hoped for.

On the construction site, Ma Haowen, wearing a hard hat, climbed on the construction vehicle and went deep into the bottom of the soil pit, taking the lead in the work. Not far away, Liu Baliang nodded frequently, showing an approving smile.

Next to the bridge, Ma Haowen took out a stack of design drawings from his briefcase, and the drawings neatly wrote "Designer: Lu Xiao". Lu Fatzi took the drawings, couldn't hide his excitement, and drove away quickly. Ma Haowen watched his friend leave, his eyes fell on the ruins of Dongpei Bridge in the distance, and his face turned cold.

In any case, whether others are satisfied or not, the father and son finally adapt to their new life.