Since his own family's cars were mostly parked at home, here it mainly served as the parking spot for Liu Fen and little sister Chen Qi and their vehicles.
In a great mood, Chen Pingsheng passed by an old tree at the entrance to the alley.
He almost didn't recognize the little girl playing the erhu with sunglasses on.
Her look was quite unique, wearing oversized toad sunglasses on her little face.
She was also dressed in a green long gown—forgive her a bit of chubbiness—the gown made her look quite pudgy.
A bowl was placed in front of her.
Perhaps knowing her skills weren't sharp, she also had a small speaker playing an erhu tune.
Chen Pingsheng walked over and after fumbling in his pockets, finally threw a small copper coin into her bowl.
"Chen An'an, what are you up to now?"
"Dad, didn't you see? I'm being entrepreneurial and acting as my own boss."
Chen An'an waved her little bowl lightly.
Chen Pingsheng didn't know what got into her again, "Is the family not feeding you enough, or not clothing you enough that you need to embarrass us out here?"
"Dad, where's your awareness? What about your level of thought?"
Chen An'an was quite exaggerated, by her own claim she was striving to become self-reliant early.
Being a motivational champion from a young age would let her brag everywhere when she grew up.
Indeed, earning money was secondary.
Her family's financial situation left little meaning in making more money.
Amassing a huge bragging portfolio from childhood was Chen An'an's true goal.
Being this unadorned at only eight, just imagine when she grows up.
"Your dad has no ideology and no awareness, just looking at you gives me a headache," he said.
Chen Pingsheng let her continue her absurd actions, as most of the people living in the area knew her.
This was all thanks to Chen An'an's sociable attributes since she was little.
The morning's Praying Mantis Fist practice was not for nothing.
A unique little scene in the park.
As long as she didn't feel awkward, the awkwardness was on everyone else.
Chen An'an kept on playing; her dad had always been quite accommodating.
Ever since she was little, he hadn't controlled her much; as long as it was something she liked, he might not necessarily support it, but he generally wouldn't oppose it either.
Dad was a very good dad indeed.
"I want to play a nice erhu piece for him."
"To commemorate my great Dad."
"Boo—He lives in Erlitun."
"Ah—He is my mom's cousin."
"Boo—The two got all mixed up and then there was me."
Chen Pingsheng, just turning the corner, simply couldn't bear to look anymore.
With the big brat acting up, things were seriously becoming troublesome.
Noticing the Little Fart Kid still bouncing and clapping behind him, he quickly hugged her and hurried home.
He couldn't let the big brat influence her.
Back in his spacious courtyard, Chen Pingsheng said earnestly, "Xinyi, your sister is certainly in the late stages of neurosis, so the small goal of getting into Tsinghua or Peking University falls on you now. You need to work hard."
"She's only one year old, do you think she can understand what you're saying?" Peng Ying came from downstairs.
"It doesn't matter if she understands or not, you have to instill these things in her from a young age."
Chen Pingsheng said, "Let's not end up like her sister, my heart can barely take it."
"You still have the nerve to talk about her, you were even more troublesome when you were a kid."
Peng Ying was about to bring up his shameless childhood deeds, but Chen Pingsheng quickly interrupted her, "We're talking about your granddaughter, why bring me into it?"
"Everyone goes through a growing up process."
Peng Ying said, "I think An'an is very nice, very polite, and everyone who meets her really likes her."
Okay… just keep praising her then.
Stay here longer and you'll see.
Chen An'an's ridiculous antics were not just about holding a bowl in the street pretending to be a boss.
She had a whole series of outrageous maneuvers that her grandmother just hadn't witnessed yet.
Once she saw them, she would truly understand what it meant to be a top player in the world of useless fiascos.
Chen An'an, hands folded behind her back, headed home as it was getting dark and dinner was almost ready.
People just gave money, not even throwing a steamed bun.
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Looking at the few hundred yuan she had earned in her bowl, she couldn't have been happier.
Although a few hundred yuan wasn't much to her, they were earned through her acting and labor, which held a great commemorative significance.
She couldn't just blow all that cash; she pulled out the piggy bank that cost over ten thousand to buy.
She carefully put the few hundred yuan in it.
Wahaha... Chen An'an laughed loudly, realizing her dad had been glancing at her, she immediately quieted down.
She needed to be low-key.
To let her Dad discover amidst the ordinariness, that she could make money.
Then casually reward her with tens of thousands, which she would then use to buy an even bigger piggy bank.
To think about rewarding her... not having her allowance seized was already the best he could do.