I Became A Villain, Rich And Handsome

Chapter five hundred and eighteen, trivial life

Lin Feng’s forehead is full of black lines.

“Have you finished watering the flowers?”

Lin Feng was afraid that she would be pissed off by Shen Qingxue. After reading the novel she wrote, she took two deep breaths to calm herself down, and went on to water the flowers on the balcony.

He thought about talking to Shen Qingxue for a while, and asking her to change her writing direction, don’t move her head, kill people or something, what if this kind of bad thing affects the child?

Lin Feng moved a chair and sat beside Shen Qingxue. He was holding a copy of “Aesop’s Fables” in his hand. Shen Qingxue looked down at his stomach and looked at “Aesop’s Fables” in Lin Feng’s hand, looking a little confused. To him, “What are you trying to do?”

“Didn’t you say that children’s education should start from an early age?” Lin Feng casually turned a page, ready to read aloud with emotion.

Shen Qingxue hurriedly covered Lin Feng’s mouth with her hand, and glared at him angrily, “What can he understand at such a young age?”

“It’s also good to let him hear Dad’s voice.” Lin Feng quibbled.

In fact, Lin Feng doesn’t know whether Shen Qingxue’s belly is a boy or a girl, but there is an old saying that is not a sour girl. Shen Qingxue likes to eat some fruits at home recently, although Lin Feng knows that there is no scientific basis for this. , but still subconsciously thought that Shen Qingxue’s belly was a boy.

“The children of Yang Xu’s family are learning some Tang poetry recently. I think it is necessary for our children to get in touch with them.” Lin Feng did not give up and wanted to continue telling stories.

“Ah? His child will be two years old in a month or two? Do you understand?”

When Yang Xu’s family had children, she and Lin Feng often ran to Yang Xu’s house, but after his children could crawl, they seldom went there.

Shen Qingxue also didn’t know if the two-year-old child spoke fluently.

“I just read it to her, what three hundred Tang poems, Song poems…” Lin Feng thought about Yang Xu and asked him to read books to his children.

Looking at Lin Feng’s expression, Shen Qingxue frowned, since this guy came back from Yang Xu’s house a few days ago, it’s not normal, isn’t it a fool for three years? Madam, is this pregnant still stupid? Why did this father start in the first place?

Shen Qingxue clutched her stomach vigilantly, “Did you listen to what he said to you?”

“No, it’s just how to nurture children.” Lin Feng thought about it and didn’t think there was anything wrong.

“Don’t listen to them, we can raise them as we want. In the future, we will let the child learn what he is interested in. As parents, we should be open-minded and do not force him. Before the child grows up, it is like cultivating him into a Genius, what are you thinking…”

“Oh.” Yang Xu’s wife is a university teacher. Every time he goes to his house, he is surrounded by a strong learning atmosphere. He now understands that every time Mao asks him to go out for a drink, he doesn’t go there…

“When I was chatting with Yang Xu, it was very complicated for him to raise a child with me. He has already started to arrange the child’s kindergarten and interest classes.” Lin Feng scratched his nose. He was a father for the first time. I didn’t understand these things, so I thought I could listen to the advice of someone who came here, Yang Xu.

However, Lin Feng also felt that it was not very reliable. His children didn’t even know how to call him uncle when they saw him.

“His family has its own way of education, we don’t care, just leave it to me, don’t listen to him talking to you, we are different.” Shen Qingxue began to worry about whether Lin Feng would be misled by Yang Xu, maybe At that time, seeing other people’s children starting to memorize ancient poems at the age of three will indeed make people a little anxious.

“As long as I’m similar to you, I’ll be content if I’m a little stronger than me.” Lin Feng still feels that it’s good to inherit his fucking genes.

“Uh… It’s almost enough. It depends on what he likes in the future. The children and grandchildren will have their own children and grandchildren. We will try our best to create a better learning atmosphere for him. If it doesn’t work in the future, it’s not too late to start planning his future. .”
“Okay, I’ll listen to my wife.” Lin Feng doesn’t know anything about these things, and he’s counting on the child to be fucked.

“You have time to rectify these things, so why not consider our child’s name.” Shen Qingxue took a bite of the fruit in her hand and said vaguely.

“This…” Lin Fan was embarrassed, but he really hadn’t considered this, how he had been thinking about how to raise his children into literary masters in the past two days.

Shen Qingxue looked like I knew it for a long time, still nibbling on the apple in her hand, she didn’t look like a half-lady in the past.

Since then, Lin Feng has one more task every day, which is to look up the dictionary.

That day, Lin Feng swiped the video on his mobile phone and watched the handsome men and beautiful women pushed by the software. Many rising stars were young and young in his eyes.

The post-zero rise

After sighing that the years were flying by, Lin Feng turned off the phone, and saw that Shen Qingxue was chasing the drama with fruit, he slapped his thigh abruptly.

Laozi is not over thirty yet!

Lin Feng walked around quietly and picked up Shen Qingxue who was watching TV with relish on the sofa. After she became pregnant, she became a little heavy.

But he is not a vegetarian either. Although his body is so fat and his belly is slightly bulging, he still has strength.

Shen Qingxue complained a few times with dissatisfaction, and Lin Feng comforted her with a few words of comfort, then closed the bedroom door, and the living room was instantly silent.

The green plants on the balcony are gratifying and lush, an unknown program is playing on the TV, and there are three or two parenting books on the sofa.

It was rare for the fool to be honest, yawning long, leaning against the sofa in a daze with his claws in his hands.

It was so peaceful and beautiful together.

Days go by.

In March, the spring flowers are blooming.

Shen Qingxue’s belly is getting bigger and bigger, and Lin Feng’s life is also getting tense.

During this period, he hoarded a considerable amount of items, and everything Lin Feng could think of was bought back by him, and the large and small items occupied the entire room.

The doctor said that Shen Qingxue’s due date was in April. At this time, March was gradually entering the middle of the month. Lin Feng was nervous to death. In the middle of the night, if Shen Qingxue moved slightly, he would quickly get up to check.

When she was just pregnant, she used to be sour. On the other hand, she was just like a normal person. She should eat and drink.

Lin Feng was worried all day long. Whenever Shen Qingxue had trouble, he would rush over and ask if there was any discomfort.

Lin Feng felt really bored in the room, so he just went to the balcony to fiddle with flowers. He now parks the car at the door all day long, and the door is not locked, so that Shen Qingxue can take the car and leave if there is any situation. .

At this time, every passing day makes him look forward to a point more, and the tension that comes with it will also increase by a point.

Almost ready to draw.