Chapter 561: Chapter 561: I Know You Like Dad the Most
Zhixi had a full face of exasperation, furiously kneading his cheeks: “Grandpa Weiwu my foot!”
“Ow ow ow it hurts it hurts!” he howled, “Grandpa, save me!”
“Your grandpa is currently meeting with the President right now, he can’t help you.” Zhixi sneered, kneading his face fiercely again until he was in tears before she finally let him go.
She somewhat understood why He Jingyao used to love pinching her cheeks so much, ah, it really did feel good.
With that thought, she kneaded her son’s face once more.
The little guy glared at her furiously: “Gu Zhixi, I’m going to sever ties with you as mother and child.”
“Oh.” Zhixi responded coolly, grabbing his collar and carrying him back to his room, “Behave and learn your words. Today you at least need to recognize the four characters for Grandpa Weiwu, right?”
“Wuwu my head hurts…” He started to whimper pathetically.
“Your father was a genius from a young age. You’re not even four yet, but recognizing a few characters shouldn’t be hard, right?” Zhixi poked his forehead, at her wit’s end with him, “Looking at how lazy you are, even your father would doubt that you’re really his son!”
He giggled, “Then I must have inherited it from you! Besides, even if Dad has his doubts, it’s you he’d question, not me…”
“Shut up.” Gu Zhixi massaged her temples, ah, what a headache.
This kid had been gluttonous, sleepy, and playful since he was small. When it came time to teach him how to read and study, he’d whine and play the poor card. He was always mischievous and pretentious. To have raised such a son, would He Jingyao be furious if he knew?
Thinking about it, she figured it was probably better to keep her son by her side.
She sighed with worry.
“Alright, alright, it’s just recognizing characters, it’s not that hard.” He heard Zhixi sigh, his pride slightly hurt, “Today I’ll not only recognize Grandpa Weiwu, but I’ll write it too.”
Zhixi held his little fleshy hand, full of doubt: “Really?”
“Really!” He huffed proudly.
Zhixi couldn’t help but laugh, placing him at his custom-made little desk, opening the children’s character recognition book, and searching until she found the character for ‘wei’ of Weiwu. Pointing at it, she said, “This character is pronounced ‘wei’.”
The little guy looked at it seriously for a long time, frowning: “It’s hard to recognize.”
“Wasn’t it you who wanted to be called Grandpa Weiwu?” Zhixi scolded with a straight face.
He fiddled with his fingers, feeling conflicted: “Then I’ll change my name… I’ll be, um… I’ll be ‘Zhen’! That’s right, from now on, I’ll be called ‘Zhen’!”
Zhixi poked him hard on the forehead: “You are not allowed to watch those shoddily made costume dramas anymore!”
As she said it, she flipped through the book to another character: “What is this character?”
He glanced at it, his mouth twitching: “He.”
Zhixi continued flipping: “And this one?”
“Jing.” He rolled his eyes.
“Yao… I recognize them all already!” He was very displeased, “You drone on about Dad all day long. Keep it up, and I won’t like him anymore!”
“No, you can’t dislike him!” Zhixi insisted sternly.
The little fellow scrambled into her arms: “Ay, I know you like Dad the most! If you like him, just go find him!”
Zhixi felt a rush of emotion in her nose, and took a long time before she could say: “No, I can’t go find him.”
She had barely managed to hold on until now; how could she give up halfway.
Truthfully, her will was not firm at all. If it hadn’t been for the little one in her belly back then, maybe she would have rushed back to find him as soon as she healed.