Siheyuan: I stand for Xu Damao because he is my brother

Last year, Xu Wenyue participated in the National High School Mathematics Joint Competition held at Jingye's home.

He stood out from the top students from 29 provinces and cities and successfully won a place in the training team for the 68th International Mathematical Olympiad, or IMO, next year with a total score of 26.

Don’t think that 68 points is a low score. The full mark of the first test paper was 32 points. You got 4 points for each correct answer, 0 points for an incorrect answer, and 1 point for not answering a question.

Xu Wenyue didn't even choose to guarantee 1 point, which means she got 8 out of 7 questions right and only got one wrong, so she got 28 points!

The second test consisted of 5 questions with a total score of 74 points. She successfully answered 3 questions correctly and got a good score of 40 points. Remember, she was only 14 years old at that time!

"..."

With such a charming sister, Xu Fei has lived under the shadow of "other people's children" since he was a child.

As soon as Xu Fei got home today, his sister came running over and said, "Brother, I want to eat some big bubble gum."

Xu Fei took out some money and gave it to her. Xu Wenwen ran a few meters away happily before turning back to look at him in confusion: "Brother, aren't you going?"

Xu Fei shook his head: "Brother, I won't go. I'll do a test paper."

Xu Wenwen then shook her head and ran away briskly.

It’s not that their family favors boys over girls, and they only give pocket money to their sons and not to their daughters.

Instead, Xu Wenwen spent money lavishly and spent all her money early. When she was craving for money, she would go to her brother or sister Wen Yue to act coquettishly and cutely.

Xu Fei has never been fond of snacks since he was a child. After being caught by Liu Yueru for secretly buying cigarettes last time and being taught a lesson, he no longer dares to eat snacks.

Liu Yueru almost collapsed at that time. Xu Dacan said to her with a headache: "Our son is already 17!"

Liu Yueru rarely quarreled with him: "What's wrong with 17?"

Xu Dacan touched his nose guiltily: "I stole my dad's cigarettes when I was 15."

Xu Damao even tried to persuade her: "Sister-in-law, don't be so angry. I was already employed by the Red Star Factory when I was 17. My father bought me two packs of cigarettes and told me to put the good ones in one pocket and the bad ones in the other."

Xu Dacan excused his son: "You have to understand that Xu Fei is under too much pressure."

Liu Yue was a little unreasonable at this time: "He has no worries about food and clothing all day long, and he only focuses on studying. What kind of pressure can he have?"

"He's going to take the college entrance exam soon. The pressure from going to school, family and himself is overwhelming him!"

Liu Yueru was stunned for a moment, then started to argue again: "What kind of pressure did his family put on him?"

Xu Damao gloated beside him: "You are a college student, Dacan is a college student, Xu Yao is also a college student. There are three college students in your family. If you raise a child who is not a college student, tut tut..."

Liu Yueru understood. Then the whole courtyard would laugh at their family for three years, especially that bastard Liu Haizhong.

Xu Dacan snorted: "Brother, don't gloat over your misfortune. And your Xu Wenyue is the biggest pressure on our Xu Fei!"

Xu Damao smiled even more brightly: "Our Wen Yue, haha, right, hahahaha."

When Xu Wenyue was mentioned, Liu Yueru could only sigh tiredly.

She couldn’t compare, she really couldn’t; she couldn’t figure out what the genetic difference was between her and Xu Dacan?

But why couldn’t their son compare to that little devil Xu Wenyue?

"..."

In the evening, Xu Dacan and Xu Fei took a stroll along Maoer Hutong.

Xu Fei was a little disappointed: "Dad, did you quarrel with my mom because of me?"

Xu Dacan put his hands in his pockets: "Nothing."

Xu Fei was anxious: "But my uncle clearly said..."

Xu Dacan patted his shoulder and said, "We don't call that a quarrel, at most it's an argument."

Seeing Xu Fei's bewildered face, Xu Dacan explained: "You don't understand, right? Think carefully, from childhood to adulthood, have your mother and I ever been so red-necked, quarreled, or even thrown things?"

Xu Fei tried hard to recall, but the damn memories seemed to be locked by an invisible lock and could not be opened.

So, I became anxious and scratched my head.

Xu Dacan slapped his hand away and said, "Be careful not to lose your hair."

"You don't understand, do you? There are so many quarrels in this courtyard, especially Liu Haizhong's family, who quarrel seven days a week. But why don't we quarrel? Can you try to figure out the logical relationship here?"

Xu Fei thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure out the cause and effect relationship.

Xu Dacan explained for him: "It's very simple, because our family is rich."

Rich? What kind of logic is this?

Xu Dacan laughed: "You can't figure it out, right? Think about the Jia family. They would quarrel for a long time over a broken bowl. The cost of making a mistake is too high. Small things can ferment into a big thing. They can't see through big things, medium things can't be seen through, and small things can't be smoothed over...

In their family, even the smallest things can be magnified into a big deal; in our family, small things will naturally be downplayed.

Just like when you were a kid and ate your sister's malted milk, your mom only spanked you twice when she found out.

At this point, Xu Dacan sighed and said to Xu Fei: "My child, remember, a family can only sit down and talk about feelings calmly when they are not short of money. Whether you believe it or not, this is reality."

The more Xu Fei listened, the more it made sense to him, and he was about to be trapped.

Xu Dacan brought him out again: "Okay, just listen to these words. Or you can memorize them and tell them to others later, which will make you look cool."

Here it comes again, Xu Fei shook his head in frustration. From childhood to adulthood, every time his father said something particularly "philosophical" to him, he would suddenly do this to him...

Xu Dacan laughed: "I am training you to prevent you from being contaminated by poisonous chicken soup in the future."

"Toxic chicken soup?" Xu Fei wondered.

Xu Dacan said: "These are the scars that are being promoted in newspapers and magazines now."

Xu Fei asked him, "But Dad, if money is so important, why don't you learn from Uncle Qin Hu and Uncle Qin Bao and just go into business?"

Xu Dacan said: "How much is too much, and how much is too little? Xu Fei, remember, making money can be a goal, but it cannot be an ideal. For example, we go to work for money, but our ideal is not to work."

Xu Fei burst out laughing. Dad's description was really...

Yes, if you don’t need money, who would go to work?

"..."

After leaving the alley, Xu Dacan took out a cigarette and asked Xu Fei with a squint: "How about it?"

Xu Fei glanced at the cigarette box and shook his head: "It's better not to smoke. Dad, you should smoke less too. It's not good for your health."

Xu Dacan put away the cigarette and said, "You chose to consider your mother's feelings and choose your health. Once you make a choice, you can't regret it easily."