Chapter 522: 521 [Little Chubby Pier]

On the third day after Zhou Hexuan returned home, Meng Xiaodong finally came back from Beiping. She took out a vinyl record and said, "The teacher asked me to give it to you. It's a collector's edition. There are only 30 copies in total."

"Mr. Yu okay?" Zhou Hexuan put away the record and asked casually.

Meng Xiaodong said: "The health is not very good, and I can't perform for a long time. I have to take a break when I sing a section. Western medicine said that the teacher's lungs and kidneys have problems, and he needs surgery, but after surgery, he will definitely not be able to sing again. The teacher is just dragging his feet now, relying on traditional Chinese medicine to recuperate, no matter how we persuade him to go for surgery, it is useless."

"This is the artist's persistence." Zhou Hexuan said with emotion.

Yu Shuyan was a well-known grandmaster during the Republic of China. Unfortunately, due to his health, he retired from behind the scenes within a few years of becoming famous. As a result, most ordinary people who don't know much about Peking Opera have only heard of Mei Lanfang's name, and don't know that there is such a number one character as Yu Shuyan.

However, if there is a loss, there is a gain. Because Yu Shuyan could not perform on stage, he devoted himself to studying the theory of Peking Opera. His theoretical research has had a great influence, and many famous opera masters, including Mei Lanfang, have absorbed nutrition from Yu Shuyan's Peking opera theory.

"Mom, mom!" Xiao Lingjun rushed over joyfully, and threw himself into Meng Xiaodong's arms.

Meng Xiaodong grabbed her daughter's hand and scolded, "Why is it so dirty again? How many times have I told you not to play in the mud!"

Xiao Lingjun immediately pouted and cried, and complained to Zhou Hexuan: "Father, mother hates me, and mother hates me. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Meng Xiaodong sternly said: "Cry again! If you cry again, you won't be allowed to eat candies!"

Xiao Lingjun lost his voice in an instant, and muttered: "Bad mother."

"Hahaha!"

Zhou Hexuan was so amused that he patted his daughter on the head and said, "Go and wash your hands, and call my brother."

After Xiao Ling had run away, Meng Xiaodong sat next to Zhou Hexuan, leaning on the man's shoulder and said, "Brother Xuan, the teacher said that I'm ready to be a teacher, I plan to find a time to officially come back on stage."

"That's good, I'll help you arrange it." Zhou Hexuan said with his arms around Meng Xiaodong's slender waist.

"No, I can take care of things myself." Meng Xiaodong said.

Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "When you officially come back, I will hire a few more people for you."

"Then it's settled." Meng Xiaodong smiled until his eyes narrowed into crescent buds.

The two of them didn't say a few words, Xiao Lingjun came over with his younger brother, and raised his hand and said, "Look, Mom, can I wash well?"

Meng Xiaodong hugged his daughter in his arms, and praised: "It's really clean, a girl's house must be clean, and she's not allowed to mess around with dirty things. Do you understand?"

"Understood." Xiao Lingjun replied obediently.

The mother and daughter were talking here, but Zhou Hexuan looked at his son with a headache. I haven't seen him for a few months, and Wei Lie has become a little chubby. This unlucky child likes to eat but doesn't like to move. He sits in a daze all day long. If he doesn't correct him, he will definitely become a big fat man in the future.

Zhou Hexuan threw a small ball and said to his son, "Wei Lie, get it back for Dad!"

Little Wei Lie was stunned, walked over to pick it up slowly, then sat down on the carpet, and rolled the ball back to Zhou Hexuan.

Zhou Hexuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and cursed: "You are so lazy at such a young age, one day you will become a fat pig like Churchill!"

Meng Xiaodong asked: "Who is Churchill?"

Zhou Hexuan said: "A fat British man, even his wife and servants help button his clothes."

"Then he must be a rich man." Meng Xiaodong laughed.

Zhou Hexuan picked up the ball and threw it to the other side, ordering his son, "Wei Lie, pick it up again."

Xiao Wei Lie didn't bother to stand up this time, he just crawled over with hands and feet, and then rolled the ball back again. It's just that he used too little strength this time, and the ball stopped halfway, and Xiao Weilie had to crawl over and continue throwing.

Xiao Lingjun booed from the side: "Shame, brother is a big slob!"

Xiaowei Lie didn't seem to understand that "big slacker" was a curse word, so he smiled at his sister foolishly.

"My silly son!" Zhou Hexuan had a headache.

Zhang Leyi walked in suddenly, and said angrily, "My son is not stupid, he is smart."

Zhou Hexuan said speechlessly: "Smart is smart, but lazy. I'm almost 3 years old, and I still crawl around all day, and I don't even bother to walk."

Zhang Leyi seemed to want to prove that her son was very smart, and shouted: "Wei Lie, recite the poem quickly! Just recite the song "Thoughts in a Quiet Night" that I taught you two days ago."

Little Wei Lie looked at his mother and smiled foolishly, leaving Zhang Leyi speechless with anger.

On the other hand, Xiao Lingjun was very active. He raised his hand and said, "I know how to recite, I know how to recite. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, it is suspected that there is frost on the ground, raise your head to look at the bright moon, and lower your head to think about your hometown."

Hearing her sister reciting poems, Xiao Weilie turned around again and smirked at her sister.

Zhang Leyi helped her forehead helplessly, she had absolutely nothing to do with this stupid son, and she was especially envious of Meng Xiaodong who gave birth to a smart daughter.

But she was determined not to be compared, Zhang Leyi said again: "Wei Lie, what does one plus one equal? ​​Ling Jun, you are not allowed to talk."

Little Wei Lie snapped his fingers, and quickly stretched out two fingers, but he was too lazy to speak.

Zhang Leyi said angrily: "Put your hands down and answer me!"

Xiao Wei Lie finally opened his mouth: "Two."

Zhang Leyi asked again: "What is one plus two?"

After breaking off his fingers, Xiao Weilie said, "Three."

Zhang Leyi finally felt complacent, and said with a smile: "Did you see that? Whose child is as smart as Wei Lie, who can do arithmetic at only two and a half years old."

Zhou Hexuan said happily, "Wei Lie, what is three plus three?"

Little Willie seems to be able to add up to five, because there are only five fingers on one hand. He was dumbfounded after breaking off his five fingers, and stared at his father dumbfounded, like an adult who has encountered a supernatural event.

Zhang Leyi was so angry that she punched Zhou Hexuan twice, and scolded with a smile: "There is no one like you, you have confused my son."

Zhou Hexuan took his son over, counted on his right finger: "1, 2, 3, and then add three, 4, 5," Zhou Hexuan opened his son's left hand, raised a finger and said, "Look If not, when you finish counting with one hand, count to the other, 5 is followed by 6. Put your hands up, three plus three equals six."

Xiao Weilie didn't understand it the first time, Zhou Hexuan clapped his hands and counted several times, the silly boy suddenly came to his senses, and then clapped his hands happily. He didn't even care about his parents, he counted on his fingers, and smirked as if no one else was around: "Giggle..."

Zhou Hexuan laughed and said, "I'll make some calculations for Wei Lie another day, so that he can count and play when he has nothing to do. Mental activities are also activities, I hope I don't grow into a big fat man."

Zhang Leyi asked casually, "Is your little Western lover settled down?"

"After I've settled down, I will live in the bungalow next door," Zhou Hexuan said, "It's just that the servants can't speak English, so she can't communicate with others, so I'm going to take her to the foreigner's club over the racetrack tomorrow. "

Zhang Leyi was still soft-hearted, and said: "If you have nothing to do, take her here for a while, the sisters here can speak English, and you can teach her Chinese by the way."

Zhou Hexuan hurriedly laughed and said, "I'll listen to you."