505: 264: Malicious Flas!_2 505: 264: Malicious Flas!_2 But imdiately after, she felt the incomparable affection and tenderness in Suo Lun’s gaze.
Although she didn’t understand the aning behind Suo Lun’s gaze, she could still feel it.
At that mont, Suo Lun truly wished he could release all the love in his heart through his eyes.
Seeing Suo Lun suddenly stop, Ashi Yuanba and Ashinan couldn’t help but look out of the window, and they instantly saw Fu Qinqin’s little face.
Ashinan excitedly said, “Qinqin, co quickly…”
Seeing so many pairs of eyes looking at her, Qinqin turned and ran.
Suo Lun chased after her and, looking at her petite figure, he called out with concern, “Run slower, run slower, don’t fall…”
Qinqin stopped, turned her head, and looked at Suo Lun.
“Sweetheart, we will have a class tomorrow, okay?” Suo Lun said affectionately.
The child was too shy, and it was too sudden to have her enter the classroom and face so many strangers now.
Letting her co tomorrow would give her ti to psychologically prepare.
“Okay?” Suo Lun squatted down, trying to make himself the sa height as his precious daughter.
Qinqin looked at Suo Lun’s face and his incredibly affectionate eyes, quickly nodded, and then ran off like a little bird.
And with that, she almost took Suo Lun’s heart away as well.
…
There were two afternoon classes, one was art, and the other was general literacy enlightennt.
In the evening, after returning to the courtyard, Fu Yan’er, as Suo Lun’s personal maid, was nowhere to be found as usual, likely slacking off sowhere, so Suo Lun didn’t get to see his precious daughter.
That night, Ashi Yuanba went to Liren’s room to be punished, lying on a stool and getting whipped three tis by Liren for calling Qinqin a mute during the day.
The lashes truly hit his back, instantly leaving three bloody marks—Liren did not hold back.
The whipped Ashi Yuanba, far from crying, was rather excited.
In his eyes, his mother was too cold and not as affectionate as ordinary mothers.
Even though he knew she loved him very much, he still yearned to be close and coddled by his mother like other children.
Therefore, even being hit by Liren made him happy because other moms also had to discipline their kids.
“How were the classes today?” Liren asked while applying dicine to her son’s back.
“It was really interesting,” Ashi Yuanba said excitedly; “The teacher is very impressive, even with the simplest things, I was still confused and lost track of ti.”
“That’s hard to achieve,” Liren said.
“The simpler the knowledge, it ans it is closer to the origins of civilization, and it becos more complex and profound.
Explaining it well requires being very, very erudite.”
Ashi Yuanba asked, “Is father such an erudite person?”
Liren was taken aback, then nodded and said, “Yes, your father is such an erudite person.”
Back then, it was his all-encompassing erudition and his gentle temperant that had attracted her, leading her to reject the courtships of nurous royal nobles and marry Yan Ping, an ordinary-looking scholar of commoner birth.
“If only father hadn’t left, that would have been so much better.
I wouldn’t have had to drive away so many teachers,” Ashi Yuanba lanted.
Liren felt sentintal and remained silent.
Ashi Yuanba, sensing his mother’s sadness, imdiately held his tongue, then excitedly asked, “Mom, who is more impressive, the teacher or father?”
Liren said, “It’s not a fair comparison because in mom’s heart, your father will always be the most impressive.”
Ashi Yuanba said, “I really hope tomorrow cos soon.
Mom, since I was punished today, can I sleep here with you tonight?”
“You cannot,” Liren said.
The rambunctious Ashi Yuanba, with a sullen face, asked, “Why?
Anan can do it.”
Liren answered, “Because Anan is a girl, and she will get married one day.
You are a boy and you need to learn to be independent and strong.
Sleeping in the sa room as mom at your age will make you grow up full of effeminacy.”
“Will I be like Uncle Ashi Luo?” Ashi Yuanba asked.
“Don’t ntion him.
In the future, you are not to speak that na in front of ,” Liren instructed.
“Yes, mom,” Ashi Yuanba said.
“Whoever mom dislikes, I will dislike.
You dislike Ashi Luo, so I will dislike Ashi Luo.”
Liren gently pinched his little face, bewildered by who he might have learned such charming behavior from.
Her rare display of affection imdiately left Ashi Yuanba feeling blissfully faint.
“You mustn’t bully Qinqin in the future, understand?” Liren suddenly said.
Ashi Yuanba replied, “I understand, but every ti she sees , she gives a bad look, as if she really dislikes .”
…
The next day, Suo Lun arrived at the classroom early, bringing with him a backpack filled with brand-new books, pens, and paper, all fully equipped.
He had never done any sewing, but he had personally embroidered this backpack, working on it until late into the previous night.
Because the first two backpacks were too shabby to look at, this third one was acceptable.
Moreover, to make it easier for his daughter to write, he bound the stacks of white paper into practice notebooks.
There were notebooks for math howork, for general literacy, and even ones specifically for drawing.
For the math notebooks, he had specially drawn lines, and for the literacy notebooks, he had even drawn boxes.
He knew doing this might reveal flaws, but he couldn’t help it—his daughter was just too lovable.
After waiting nearly half an hour, Anan and Qinqin finally entered hand in hand.
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