dhibooks Chapter 230 The Pain of Teaching Your Baby Homework
Chapter 230 The Pain of Teaching Your Baby Homework
Feng Jin was in a daze when a childish voice came over again: "Auntie, my uncle passed out."
Feng Jin almost bit his tongue in shock: "Your uncle, is it Lin Yan?"
"Yes, Auntie."
Feng Jin was even more embarrassed: "I'm not your aunt...don't call me that."
Fu Xiangxi: "Okay, Auntie."
Feng Jin: "..."
"I said, I'm not you..." Feng Jin shook his head, and simply gave up the topic.
After he finished discussing with this child, Lin Yan was probably completely chilled.
"Is Lin Yan at home now?"
"He's sick, and now he's passed out. I don't know what to do. Auntie, come here."
Feng Jin didn't bother about that address anymore, he comforted Fu Xiangxi a few words, and then drove to Lin Yan's side.
He went upstairs in a hurry, knocked on the door, and saw a five or six-year-old boy kicking the door open.
"Auntie, my uncle is in the kitchen."
Feng Jin hurriedly ran to the kitchen, and saw Lin Yan lying on the ground with a blanket covering his body, which should have been covered by the child.Feng Jin walked over and touched Lin Yan's forehead.
so hot...
He quickly helped Lin Yan onto the bed in the bedroom.
Then I went downstairs to buy anti-fever medicine and fed it to Lin Yan.
Lin Yan's apartment is as messy as a kennel.
The table and coffee table in the living room are full of takeaway boxes one after another, the garbage in the trash can is overflowing, and the beer cans are rolling everywhere.Fu Xiangxi sat on the carpet, looking at a bucket of instant noodles soaking in front of him.
There are also some finished noodle buckets thrown aside.
Looking at it, Feng Jin frowned again and again.
He walked up to Fu Xiangxi and knelt down in front of him: "Do you just eat these all the time?"
The little guy is growing up, how can he always rely on takeaway and fast food noodles.
Fu Xiangxi lowered her head, held the noodle bucket in her white hands, stared at Feng Jin with her dark eyes, and said in a soft voice, "Because my uncle is sick, he can't cook for me."
"Has he been ill for a long time?"
"Well, it's been a long time."
Feng Jin frowned, why didn't he go to the doctor for many days?
If it weren't for the child, no one would know if he died at home.
Feng Jin took the noodle bucket from Fu Xiangxi's hand: "Don't eat this, uncle will cook for you." Why are you also my uncle? "
Feng Jin smiled, "Little fool, there could have been many uncles."
Feng Jin went to the supermarket downstairs to buy some vegetables, and when he was checking out, he thought of Lin Yan again, turned around and went back, and picked out another fresh fish.
Back at the apartment, he first stewed the fish soup, and then busily cleaned the living room.
Fu Xiangxi just followed Feng Jin's butt, helping him pick up garbage and put garbage bags on him.
If an ordinary person saw Fu Xiangxi, they would probably praise him for being so sensible.
But Feng Jin was deep in thought.
Children of this age love to play and make trouble, and if Fu Xiangxi is so discerning and eager to work, he doesn't need to think about it, but he also knows that this is also a child that no one cares about.
Someone pampers, who wants to be an adult early.
Feng Jin hugged Fu Xiangxi to sit on the sofa, and gave him the tablet: "Are you tired?"
Fu Xiangxi shook her little feet twice: "I'm not tired, Auntie."
"It's uncle." Feng Jin was helpless.
Fu Xiangxi's trousers grew a lot, and they were rolled several times by himself.
Feng Jin frowned: "Uncle Lin Yan is too much. If I'm sick, can't I call a nanny to take care of you? And your clothes..."
If Brother Lin Yang saw his son being taken care of by Lin Yan like this, he might jump out of the coffin.
Fu Xiangxi was nervous, "Uncle is very good to me, don't blame uncle, I..."
Maybe it was because of the unsatisfactory childhood, Feng Jin immediately read the uneasiness and fear behind Fu Xiangxi's words.
"Are you worried that Lin Yan will send you back to the orphanage when he finds out that he is angry?"
That's why he tried his best to please Lin Yan, and dared not say anything bad about Lin Yan.
Even if Lin Yan is really incompetent as an uncle.
The little head in front of him drooped little by little.
Feng Jin reached out and rubbed his furry head twice: "No, he won't send you back."
"I don't believe it." Fu Xiangxi's voice was dull: "My father also said that he would pick me up before, but he never came back to see me."
Feng Jin froze for a moment, "Your father passed away, and he didn't want you. Look, didn't he ask Lin Yan to pick you up?"
Fu Xiangxi raised her head little by little, and looked at Feng Jin cautiously: "Will you really not send me back?"
"If he dares, I'll take care of him." Feng Jin waved his fist: "Uncle is very powerful."
Fu Xiangxi nodded his head.
Feng Jin smiled: "So tell me honestly, how is Lin Yan?"
Fu Xiangxi frowned, and it took a while before he stumbled: "The shoes he bought for me were too small. My feet hurt when I walked in them, and the pants were too big. Sometimes I stepped on them and fell down. I can't eat shrimp, and my body hurts when I eat it. It will itch."
Feng Jin: "..."
"If you don't like anything in the future, just tell Lin Yan directly. He is stupid."
Fu Xiangxi nodded half understanding.
Feng Jin made dinner, then went to the bedroom to take a look at Lin Yan.
Lin Yan's fever has receded, and his body is covered with sweat.
Feng Jin pushed him awake.
When Lin Yan saw Feng Jin, he thought he was dreaming.
"Feng Jin, why are you here?"
"You fainted, Xiang Xi called me." Feng Jin frowned: "Why don't you go to the hospital with a fever, fainting at home will scare children."
Lin Yan held Feng Jin's hand, his eyes looked expectant, and his tone was cautious: "Then... will it scare you too?"
The corners of Feng Jin's lips froze, he avoided Lin Yan's scorching gaze, and withdrew his hand: "Get up and eat."
Lin Yan looked a little disappointed.
Fu Xiangxi hadn't eaten anything good these days, so she hung her head down at the dining table and gorged herself.
Lin Yan frowned: "Eat slowly, and no one will compete with you."
Feng Jin took a piece of ribs for Fu Xiangxi, "It's not that you let him eat fast food. You yourself are sick, so you don't know how to find someone to take care of him?"
"Who are you looking for?" Lin Yan pouted, "I don't like having strangers at home."
"You always have friends, don't you?"
Lin Yan nodded: "Then you are well, please come and take care of him for a few days before I recover from illness."
Feng Jin: "..."
Why did he feel like he dug a hole for himself?
Feng Jin sandwiched two more ribs for Fu Xiangxi.
Seeing that the pile of ribs was almost being fed into the kid's mouth, Lin Yan was instantly furious.
"He's just a child, how much meat can he eat?"
Fu Xiangxi bit the ribs with a huff: "I'm pretty good at eating, uncle, I can finish this plate."
Feng Jin really pushed the plate over now: "That's all for you."
Lin Yan: "..."
Those are his favorite ribs!
Lin Yan glared at Fu Xiangxi resentfully, and decided to wait for Feng Jin to leave, and then he would take off his pants and beat him up.
Feng Jin stared at Lin Yan's vicious look, and tapped lightly on the table with his fingers.
Lin Yan immediately turned his head to look over.
Feng Jin: "You have boiled fish soup in the pot."
Lin Yan's eyes lit up, and he hurried to the kitchen.
After dinner, Fu Xiangxi went to the sofa to play with the tablet.
Feng Jin and Lin Yan sat aside and chatted.
"This child, do you plan to raise it in the future? Does Jinmo City know?"
Lin Yan rubbed the center of his brows and said, "What do you say to him? This child has nothing to do with him. If you have to say it has something to do with it, it has to do with Fu Ran
He went to change Fu Xiangxi's name a few days ago, but was told that the father of the child must come to register.
He can't dig his brother out of the soil, can he?
Lin Yan was full of discomfort: "When I think of his surname Fu, I'm so fucking annoyed."
"It's just a surname, it's nothing."
Lin Yan snorted: "Fu Ran has already rushed ahead of me to snatch the child. My brother is dead, and he will not give up on this child. If he beats the kid again
For the idea, I cut off his hand. "
Feng Jin frowned.
Lin Yan realized in an instant that he had said the wrong thing and violated Feng Jin's taboo again, and hurriedly explained: "I just frightened him, I didn't intend to do anything."
Feng Jin was about to speak when his cell phone rang suddenly.
He took out his cell phone, and when he saw the caller, the corners of his lips couldn't help but twitch.
Lin Yan was taken aback for a moment, and saw Feng Jin standing up with the phone in his hand, and walked towards the kitchen while picking up the phone: "Professor Xu..."
Lin Yan's complexion turned black.
Professor Xu, Professor Xu, does this Professor Xu have nothing else to do all day long?
Just know to harass his Xiaojin.
Hey, I'm so aggrieved.
Still can't get angry.
Feng Jin wanted to say that he was violent again.
Lin Yan's chest heaved heavily twice, then he glanced and found a punching bag.
He raised his chin; "Hey, brat."
Fu Xiangxi raised his head and looked at Lin Yan innocently and cutely: "Uncle?"
"Go, bring your math homework." Lin Yan smiled slightly, and touched Fu Xiangxi's head friendly: "Uncle will teach you your homework today."
After making the phone call, Feng Jin saw this big and small group around the coffee table, which made him feel strange.
He took Fu Xiangxi's trousers and planned to go to the house to shorten the trouser legs.
Fu Xiangxi is five years old this year. Originally, he could go to the first grade at this age, but Lin Yan was afraid that he would not be able to keep up if he stayed in the orphanage for too long, so he sent him to the kindergarten for an extra year.
Lin Yan originally planned to use this brat to vent his anger, but he didn't expect that he was wrong, and he really became more and more angry.
Feng Jin who was in the room was suddenly startled by the roar from the living room, and the needle almost stuck in his finger.
"How could three plus five be equal to seven! You can kill me with one knife!"
Feng Jin hurried to the living room.
Lin Yan walked back and forth in the living room angrily, while Fu Xiangxi shook her head and said nothing.
"what happened?"
Lin Yan's face was flushed with anger, and he pointed at Fu Xiangxi with trembling fingers: "I've taught him for half an hour! He doesn't even know how much three plus five is?"
"Don't be in a hurry." Feng Jin felt a little helpless: "This kind of thing can't be rushed."
Lin Yan took a deep breath, walked up to Fu Xiangxi, and counted for him again with his fingers.
"What is three plus five?"
"Eight."
"Then you write."
Then Lin Yan watched helplessly as the little brat wrote a big "7" on the textbook.
Lin Yan: "..."
"Fu Xiangxi, are you pretending to be muddled? Fortunately, you are not my brother's biological child! Our Lin family will not have you..."
Fu Xiangxi's eyes turned red, and she curled her small mouth down, crying "Wow one by one".
Lin Yan put her hands on her hips angrily, "You still cry, you still have the nerve to cry, I'm going to cry because of you, okay?"
Feng Jin quickly hugged Fu Xiangxi, and stared at Lin Yan: "Okay, just teach slowly, don't forget, Brother Lin Yang has scored [-] points in the English test. What if you can't do three plus five?" ?”
Fu Xiangxi threw herself into Feng Jin's arms, humming.
Feng Jin sent Fu Xiangxi to the bedroom to sleep, and when he came out again, he saw Lin Yan smoking on the balcony.
"Lin Yan, you..."
Lin Yan pinched his cigarette, turned around, and suddenly hugged Feng Jin tightly.
Feng Jin's body froze instantly.
"Lin Yan, let me go."
Lin Yan hugged Feng Jin even tighter, his voice hoarse and low: "Feng Jin, don't you like that Professor Xu, okay?"
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