The husband of a financial tycoon

Shen Xiuzhu was woken up by the wound on his head, he was dazed as soon as he opened his eyes, this is brother's room!And her brother was lying beside her and hugged her, Shen Xiuzhu whimpered and cried, seeing her brother's wound hurt badly.

Zhuang Xing was woken up soon, and saw that the little fool was holding his head and crying so pitifully, he quickly pulled the rope to turn on the light, wiped the little fool's tears, and coaxed: "Come on, brother, let me blow off my tears and stop crying."

Shen Xiuzhu sat obediently on Zhuang Xing's chest with tears in his eyes, let Zhuang Xing blow his wound gently, and grabbed Zhuang Xing's pajamas with both hands, afraid that his brother would disappear again, and gradually calmed down, he said the first sentence One sentence: "Brother, sell glue to make money."

Zhuang Xing paused and said, "Okay, I'll take you to sell glue when the wound doesn't hurt, are you hungry?"

Seeing Shen Xiuzhu pursing his lips and nodding, Zhuang Xing got off the bed and was about to go downstairs to make some food for the little fool. Shen Xiuzhu quickly got up too, "Brother, woo..."

Zhuang Xing had no choice but to turn around and lead the little fool downstairs, let him sit in the corner of the kitchen, and made noodles for him by himself. The noodles in clear soup and a fried egg were served in front of Shen Xiuzhu.The edge of the fried egg was burnt and crispy, and the yolk was still a little careless. The little fool ate the fried egg first, picked a mouthful of noodles and ate it, and finished the noodle soup for the sake of saving face.

Zhuang Xing looked at the bowl full of dried noodles, and looked even more dull without the soup, and asked the little fool: "Is it not good to eat if you are full?"

"Unappetizing……"

Zhuang Xing sighed, lightly grabbed the little milk on the little fool's face, started the fire again and fried 3 more eggs, and asked the same question again after Shen Xiuzhu finished eating, the answer this time was, "I'm full .”

Turning on the flashlight, Zhuang Xing turned off the light in the kitchen, and led Shen Xiuzhu to go upstairs. Shen Xiuzhu threw off his hands and went to climb Zhuang Xing's shoulders. Instead, he held onto the little fool's butt, and went upstairs with his back on his back. When he returned to the room, he looked at the wall clock. It was already 2 o'clock at night.

Shen Xiuzhu, who was full of food and drink, was lying beside his brother. He had injured his head on the left side, so he could only lie on the right side at this time. His brother was also directed by him to lie on his right side, and he slept on the outside of the bed.

Listening to the silent night wind, Zhuang Xing opened his eyes in the darkness of the room, and asked the little fool softly, "Why are you riding a bicycle by yourself? Next time, you are not allowed to touch the bicycle, you know?"

Shen Xiuzhu flattened his mouth, and replied aggrievedly: "I'm looking for my brother, and my brother said he would protect me...I'm obedient, I'm good, brother."

Zhuang Xing was a little complicated in his heart. Shen Xiuzhu's words made him feel more responsible for Shen Xiuzhu. Thinking of what grandpa Zhou Xuejun said about going to school, he decided to give the little fool a psychological preparation first, "Then do you listen to brother?"

The little fool blinked, and Zhuang Xing continued: "Then brother will take you to school, okay? My brother likes good children who can read and study, don't you?"

"I am!" Shen Xiuzhu was sure that his mother had enlightened him when he was alive, and he still recited a few words of the Three Character Classic, but after his mother passed away, the house couldn't accommodate him, and grandma was getting old, so in order to protect him, he let him Playing stupid, although pretending to pretend that his head is really empty, but he is willing to be a good boy who loves to learn.

Zhuang Xing didn't expect it to be so easy?When Zhuang Yang was sent to elementary school at the age of 6, his mother almost let him go in and sit with his younger brother in class when he was crying and staring.Zhuang Xing stretched out his hand to touch the soft and tender face of the little fool, and praised: "You are so good, that brother taught you to read, and the wound will not hurt after you finish reading."

"Ah?" Shen Xiuzhu, who was pretending to be stupid, looked confused. Can reading still relieve the pain?

Fortunately, the lights in the room were turned off, otherwise Zhuang Xing would definitely find out that he was suspected of being a fool by the little fool, then he would be really mad, "When you go to school, my brother will pick you up after school and take you to sell glue, okay? "

"Okay." Shen Xiuzhu agreed, it's good for his brother to play with him.

"Then sleep well now, okay?"

"..."

"Brother is sleepy."

"……OK."

A week later, Zhuang Xing took Shen Xiuzhu to the health center to have the stitches removed. The stitches were removed without anesthesia, and the little fool's eyes were red again. Zhuang Xing had no choice but to carry the little fool back home.

The sun in September was so hot that Zhuang Xing felt his back was soaked in sweat, but the little fool was still sticking to his back tightly, the small milk on his face was pressed on his shoulders, looking drowsy, Zhuang Xing Xing frowned and said, "I'm covered in sweat, don't you think so? Come down and walk, okay?"

"No, don't..." The little fool leaned on his shoulder and lazily refused.

Zhuang Xing turned around behind his back. He was really too used to the little fool. Unless he lost his temper, the little fool wouldn't cooperate with anything he said.

Back to the dealer with their backs on their backs, the two finished their lunch, the little fool followed him up to the second floor, and the two of them lay on the bed with the air conditioner blowing and took a nap.Grandpa Zhuang and Zhou Xuejun went out to see the calligraphy and painting exhibition together. Grandma Zhuang is a French who grew up in China. She also went to play mahjong with her old sisters. Apart from the two young masters, there was only a big dog in the yard. Yard for rest.

Zhuang Xing woke up first, washed his face first, and then forcibly woke up the little fool with a wet towel.At this time, the two of them were drinking orange soda and sitting at the desk reading. Zhuang Xing taught him simple counting, from one to hundred, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and gave him some simple questions for the little fool, and he turned over a full English book by himself. to read the world famous novels.

Shen Xiuzhu, who is not really stupid, added, subtracted, and subtracted on the draft paper. He did 12 questions for an hour. After finally finishing, he handed in the paper by the corner of his brother's clothes.

Zhuang Xing is already prepared, even if the error rate is as high as 90%, he will not blame the little fool, Sunshine Youth implements love education.The result was unexpected. Except for the last question, he added logic difficulty. The first 11 questions were 100% correct. He thought to himself, is his education method too correct?Is he a genius or is the child not stupid?

Zhuang Xing looked at the little fool seriously, Shen Xiuzhu stared at his big eyes and bit his straw, and looked at his brother expressionlessly, but he couldn't see anything. Question: "Shen Xiuzhu, why are you so smart?"

Shen Xiuzhu raised his thin eyelids and looked at his elder brother. When he was called by his full name for the first time, he said in a daze, "My elder brother taught me..."

Zhuang Xing let out a sigh of relief. He can no longer call Shen Xiuzhu a little fool. This child probably has no education since he was a child, and it's not because he has intellectual problems. Then he doesn't need to be sent to a special school. Zhuang Xing began to make plans in his heart.

When Zhou Xuejun and his grandfather returned home, while Shen Xiuzhu was still watching Journey to the West, Zhuang Xing discussed with the old people, and finally decided: Send the child to the nursery class, learn elementary knowledge with the primary school students first, and then send it to junior high school , It doesn't matter how old you are, learning knowledge is regardless of age.

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On the old pagoda tree, cicadas were calling Xia Tian, ​​Shen Xiuzhu was led by his brother to the street, and today he took him to see the school.

The school that Zhuang Xing found for him was on the second floor of a private shopping mall. The front door and side of the first floor had [Qingqing Grass Childcare Office] billboards. From the side door of the building to the second floor, the entire second floor was full of childcare offices. .On the left is the play area surrounded by a sky-blue wooden fence, and on the right are five or six rows of tables and chairs. Entering from the main entrance, there are only 4 classrooms inside, and a female teacher came to receive them.

"Comrade Xiaozhuang is here, sit down quickly." Teacher Liu has thick bangs, a ponytail, and a sleeveless long dress with a neckline tightly around the neck. It was the most popular style in the early 90s. Conservative yet stylish.

Zhuang Xing and Zhou Xuejun came to explore the way before and learned about the school's situation. At that time, Teacher Liu was also receiving him. Zhuang Xing first greeted Teacher Liu politely, and then said to Shen Xiuzhu: "Little Zhuzi, this is Teacher Liu, brother How did I teach you?"

"Mr. Liu, my name is Shen Xiuzhu. The weather is cold and the green sleeves are thin. I lean on Xiuzhu at sunset. I am 12 years old this year. I am a man. I like to eat mango..." Shen Xiuzhu is like a primary school student, but more than a child. Speak clearly and introduce yourself in a leisurely manner.

Teacher Liu asked Shen Xiuzhu a few questions like coaxing children, and then led him to look at the children in the classroom. Those children were shorter than him, they looked only eight or nine years old, and they were all children from rich families who were in elementary school. My child enrolls in a cram school. There are 8 children in a class, and the teacher carefully guides the homework one by one.

Taking Shen Xiuzhu through the school office carefully, Zhuang Xing led him downstairs, and took advantage of the opportunity to go shopping in the shopping mall on the first floor. He bought a small schoolbag and a small water cup. In order to celebrate Shen Xiuzhu's success in school, Zhuang Xing also bought it for him. A pair of white sneakers.On the way back, Shen Xiuzhu carried a schoolbag by himself, which contained sneakers and water glasses.

The wound on his forehead has healed, with pink and tender new flesh growing out, and the scar is still obvious. Looking at the child's long ponytail, Zhuang Xing said in a discussing tone, "Little Zhuzi, I'll cut you a brother like that too." How's your hair?"

Shen Xiuzhu pinched his fingers and looked at his brother. Zhuang Xing's hair had grown a lot, like a news host on TV, but his brother was much more handsome than the host. He stroked his hair, hesitating.

"Brother gave you sneakers, do you want to give him a gift too?" Seeing that Shen Xiuzhu didn't resist too much, Zhuang Xing asked tentatively.

"Brother wants Xiao Zhuzi's hair." It was actually a question, but Shen Xiuzhu looked at Zhuang Xing and said with affirmative tone.

Zhuang Xing pursed his lips and hummed.

"Okay." Shen Xiuzhu agreed, his body, hair and skin were taken care of by his parents, but his elder brother wanted to protect himself instead of his parents.

In the end, the barber cut off Shen Xiuzhu's long hair and gave him the most popular "Little Tigers" hairstyle. Now Shen Xiuzhu has completely changed into a fresh and modern handsome boy in the early 90s in appearance, and he will never again Someone misidentified his gender, without the long hair as a backdrop, he lost that sense of femininity.

The barber repeatedly asked for Shen Xiuzhu's long hair, and even offered a high price of 50 yuan. At that time, ordinary workers only paid 300 yuan a month.But there is no way, Zhuang Xing is not short of money, he found someone to make a beautiful wooden box when he got home, and treasured the long hair that Shen Xiuzhu had cut.