The Fat Wife of the 1980s Awakens

Chapter 267: Competitiveness

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar all around. Everyone looked at Xu Xiufang in disbelief, as if they couldn't believe that such a beautiful woman was already a wife and a mother.

Zhou Xiaoyue was even more shocked, and Yang Xue took the opportunity to cast a smug look at Zhou Xiaoyue, as if mocking her previous doubts.

Lei Pingle looked embarrassed. Although there were reasons for what happened, he obviously did not want to mention again the experience of almost getting punished.

Xu Xiufang's move was actually to use this opportunity to make public her family status. Although she longed for a better life, she was unwilling to get involved in unnecessary emotional entanglements in order to protect the hard-earned peace and happiness.

Especially when she thought of how Xie Yi had hugged her tightly that morning, praising her beauty and wanting to possess her all to himself, Xu Xiufang thought to herself that if he witnessed this scene, she would have to endure some sweet punishment.

The bell rang at the right time, and Lei Pingle hurriedly said goodbye to his companions and fled the scene like a frightened bird.

Xu Xiufang returned to her seat slowly and calmly, ignoring the complicated gazes around her.

In the morning, Xu Xiufang became famous in the college for her outstanding appearance, attracting the admiration and fantasy of many young men; in the afternoon, when she made public the fact that she was married and had a child, it was like a bolt from the blue, shattering the dreams of many people.

After returning home from school, Xu Xiufang was filled with joy when she learned that Erbao and Xiaobao's registration was going smoothly.

At dinner time, a family of five sat around the table, the table was full of delicious food, and the sound of their conversations and laughter was filled with family warmth and harmony.

Xu Xiufang casually told Dabao about the interesting things that happened on campus today. Xiaobao was fascinated by the story and determined to follow in the footsteps of his mother and elder brother and go to Peking University to study in the future.

Erbao was not willing to be outdone when he heard this, and he patted his chest and promised to study hard and try his best to be admitted to the military academy.

The occasional bickering between the two brothers adds a bit of liveliness to the home, and their little disputes are filled with endless affection and love.

In this warm and slightly lively family, the family members have long been accustomed to the daily bickering between the two little ones, as if it has become an indispensable spice of life in the family. Everyone is busy with their own things, and no one deliberately intervenes in their little battlefield.

Xiaoyun sat at the dining table, holding a rice bowl that was almost as big as her face in her tender little hands. Her eyes were full of curiosity and desire for the world. She suddenly interrupted the conversation between her brother and father and said, "Xiaoyun also wants to go to school."

Although the sound is small, it is like a stone thrown into calm water, causing ripples.

Upon hearing this, Erbao had an indulgent smile on his face. He skillfully picked up a large chicken leg with an attractive luster from the plate with chopsticks and gently placed it in Xiaoyun's bowl.

"Don't you want to? Going to school is so boring. Carrying a heavy schoolbag all day long, my head is so full that I feel like it's going to explode at any time. If it weren't for the opportunity to go to military school in the future, I wouldn't want to go through that pain... Oh no!"

Before he could finish his words, Erbao's wrist was suddenly twisted by a big hand. He grimaced in pain and looked at his father with grievance.

"Don't fool your sister."

Xie Yi glared at Erbao, his eyes were both stern and tender, then he lowered his head, his eyes were as gentle as the warm spring sun, and he said softly to Xiaoyun: "Going to school is a wonderful thing, but Xiaoyun, you are still young. When you grow taller and become more sensible, your parents will naturally send you to school to study and play with many other children."

Xiaoyun listened and nodded in a daze. Her round eyes seemed to reflect her future self, carrying a schoolbag and walking towards the palace of knowledge in the morning light.

Xu Xiufang, who was sitting nearby, saw Erbao's innocent look and felt pity for him. She quickly picked up a bigger chicken drumstick and put it in his bowl. "Thank you, Mom!"

Erbao's face was filled with emotion and he was secretly proud in his heart, thinking that his mother was the one who cared for him the most.

This sense of pride had not yet fully unfolded when it was half extinguished by my mother's next words.

"All junior high school students in Beijing have to learn English!"

Xu Xiufang said with a smile, and there seemed to be some little secret hidden behind her smile.

Erbao's heart suddenly started to ring with alarm bells, and an ominous premonition came to his mind: "Then what?"

"So, let's start your English enlightenment journey tonight!"

Xu Xiufang smiled with her eyes curved, and the proposal sounded both relaxed and full of anticipation.

When Erbao heard this, the expression on his face froze and his eyes were full of disbelief.

After dinner, as Xu Xiufang took out the English teaching materials, Erbao’s “hard” days officially began.

Faced with those twisted maze-like letters, Erbao was puzzled. These symbols didn't look like something that humans could easily master!

"Isn't this too difficult?"

Erbao complained in a low voice and accidentally caught a glimpse of his father who was also studying something with his head down. Curiosity drove him to observe secretly and he found that his father was silently memorizing the phonetic symbols.

"Dad, have you learned it?"

Erbao asked in astonishment, feeling an indescribable shock in his heart.

Xie Yi glanced at his son nonchalantly, with a hint of contempt on his lips: "What's so difficult about this?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head. Erbao was stunned and couldn't believe his ears.

"I do not believe!"

Erbao retorted stubbornly, snatched his book back, and insisted on showing it to his father.

Facing his son's expression that showed he was certain his father was as stupid as himself, Xie Yi sneered and immediately began his performance.

The deep and powerful voice and the precise pronunciation of each word left Erbao dumbfounded, and he didn't know how to react for a moment.

He turned to his mother, seeking confirmation with his eyes, wondering if this was real.

Xu Xiufang raised her eyebrows slightly and gave him a firm nod as an answer.

Erbao's inner unwillingness suddenly grew. He firmly believed that this was just a coincidence, so he suggested that his mother teach him a few phrases to see who had a better memory.

In order to prove himself, Erbao used almost all his strength to breastfeed and concentrated all his attention, but the more anxious he was, the less he remembered.

In contrast, my father can express himself fluently in English, but I am still dependent on textbooks.

Erbao couldn't accept this reality. He tugged at his father's clothes, his voice full of confusion: "Dad, have you ever learned English before?"

“We were learning Russian back then!”

Xie Yi calmly stated this fact, which was like dropping a bomb, leaving Erbao speechless for a moment.

Xie Yi glanced at his son, his tone slightly provocative: "You can't be worse than me, right?"

"How can it be!"

Erbao immediately retorted, but his competitive nature made him never give in easily.

"Then it's decided," Xie Yi put away the materials on the table and nodded in agreement, "From now on, I will study with you and see who is better in the end."