He nodded: "Well, why don't I give it a try when you come to see me."
"cut… "
Yue Tingfeng rolled his eyes. This old man's face was really thick-skinned to an extraordinary level: "I don't want to talk to you. Please, Mayor Xia, please tell my mother. If she doesn't listen to my persuasion, she will go her own way." , then she will probably have no son."
Xia Anlan frowned: "It doesn't seem right to threaten your mother."
"Which of your ears heard me threatening my mother? I'm threatening you."
Xia Anlan: "Me?"
"Yeah, can't you think clearly? Think slowly."
There was a busy tone on the phone, and Xia Anlan put down the phone. He raised his chin with one hand, thought for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled.
This guy has a good mind!
With Su Ningmei's IQ, to have such a son is really a genetic mutation.
But, luckily, she's not that smart.
Otherwise, it’s really hard to cheat.
…
Today is not as busy as yesterday. Xia Anlan doesn't have to go to work so early. ,
He answered two more calls from his secretary in the living room. By the time he finished speaking, more than ten minutes had passed.
Coming to the kitchen again, Su Ningmei said to him: "I'll steam the buns and fry two fried dough sticks. You wait a little longer."
"It's just the two of us, you don't have to do so much."
"It's all very simple and will be ready soon. I still have the fried meatballs yesterday. Is it okay to drink meatball soup this morning?"
"Can… "
Although she knew that no matter what she said, he would say yes, but Su Ningmei wanted to ask him, which would give her the illusion of being involved in his life and getting along with him day and night.
"I didn't answer the phone. Is Tingfeng angry?"
"Children have some normal tempers."
Su Ningmei knew what her son was like now. She shook her head and said with a smile: "He... is not a little tempered. If you don't understand him, he is very difficult to deal with."
"I think it's pretty good. He's very smart, logical, and responsive. He's much better than his peers."
Su Ningmei rarely heard people praise her son: "Really?"
What she usually hears is that your son is more violent, precocious, and more likely to get into trouble than other children of the same age.
"Yes, from chatting with him, I can know that he is actually a very delicate child and is very protective of you."
"Then do you think there is any way to let him use his intelligence in his studies? I am called to school by their class teacher many times every semester. It's okay to get into fights and get into trouble, but if he comes to me because of his studies, then I feel It’s embarrassing, especially when it comes to receiving report cards, in front of all the parents in the class, I was the last one to go up, ugh... you may never experience that feeling in your life.”
Su Ningmei felt a headache when she mentioned Yue Tingfeng's studies.
"Well, if you have the opportunity, you can experience it. It's just that it really depends on him. For him, he may feel that learning is not an important thing."
Su Ningmei ignored Xia Anlan's previous words and focused on the latter: "At his age, studying is not important, so what else is important? You don't know that I am studying for him, so it is useless to worry about it. .”
"If I have a chance to meet him in the future and I chat with him, he seems to be very willing to chat with me."
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Good night!