Bamboo Horse Restart Plan

Chapter 23 Learning English 2

The last time the father and son got together, Dongdong fell ill. Before Mei Feiyu had time to try his classic signature steamed buns, Dongdong steamed them before going out this time. When I got back, I quickly took it out. The two fathers must be hungry after sitting on the plane for so long. I heard that the plane food is not good. The little dad is so greedy, so he may not be used to eating plane food.

Mei Feiyu rushed out and took one in one hand and praised her son for being caring. The buns were small and exquisite.

Although it looks pretty good, Luo Xiao doesn't really believe that such a young child can make delicious buns, but since it's his son's wish, he still has to give face, so he picked one up and took a bite , the unexpected taste is so good that even a person like myself who doesn't care about appetite can't help but take another one.

When Uncle Yan saw Dongdong steamed stuffed buns appearing at the dining table in time, he was about to start eating. Mei Feiyu took the steamer away in time: "What are you doing, my son made it for me."

"Cut, cheapskate." Uncle Yan sat on the chair and picked up a toothpick in dissatisfaction: "Let me tell you, Xiao Dongdong will pack for us every weekend, and I can often eat it."

Mei Feiyu's eyes widened and he was very angry. He said bitterly, "You actually enslaved my precious son to cook for you? How can you bear the heart when my precious son is just old?"

Luo Dongdong said timidly: "Father, little uncle treats me very, very well."

Uncle Yan said triumphantly, "Look, you can't inherit your son's good temper."

"Bah, why didn't I inherit my son's good temper." Mei Feiyu paused, as if something was wrong.

Uncle Yan slapped the table and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, you still said I was stupid, but fortunately Luo Xiao blindly accepted you, otherwise it would have really fallen into Uncle Mei's hands."

"You! Silly Yan, you deserve it no one wants you!" Mei Feiyu quickly ate the remaining buns in two bites, and put the empty cage on Uncle Yan's head.

Luo Dongdong ran over to take down the cage and disapproved: "Father, little uncle hasn't washed his hair today."

Uncle Yan pretended to wipe away the non-existent tears and said, "Dongdong, how could you be like this? Little uncle is more important than cage."

Luo Xiao, who had been watching calmly, suddenly noticed a problem: "Dongdong, your stutter seems to be much better."

Luo Dongdong nodded with a smile: "Yes, it's much better."

Luo Xiao patted his head, looked at Yan Xiping, Dongdong not only stuttered much better, but also became more cheerful, Xiaoxi contributed a lot to this.

When Yan Xiping saw his little aunt looking at him with admiration, he raised his head high and was full of pride.

Mei Feiyu realized the changes in his son after a while and was very happy. He lifted Luo Dongdong up and twirled around: "Oh, my precious son, he is so outstanding, ordinary people can't compare."

Uncle Yan stabbed him in time: "The little guy is really smart, but he's a bit useless in foreign languages."

"Foreign language proficiency? How is that possible." Mei Feiyu didn't believe it at all: "His father has been abroad all year round and is a foreign language proficient. How could he be a foreign language proficiency."

Uncle Yan squinted at Mei Feiyu: "Don't believe me? Let me prove it to you, Dongdong, what does the family say?"

Luo Dongdong flattened his mouth, and reluctantly spat out a word under Mei Feiyu's expectant gaze: "dumpling."

"What?" Mei Feiyu rubbed his ears and said, "Say it again."

"dumpling."

......

"Come on, son, tell Dad what the dumplings say?"

"family."

Mei Feiyu closed his eyes to calm himself down. He would call Dongdong every day. If I remember correctly, he has been learning for more than three months, and he should be able to say other words: "Small, tell me something else. word."

"William."

Mei Feiyu looked at Uncle Yan proudly: "See how standard my son's pronunciation is."

Uncle Yan said lazily: "That's his teacher's name. I don't know how many times a day he calls it. If you don't know for sure, it's weird. You can ask him about other things."

Mei Feiyu said proudly: "Son, tell me another one for the four idiots to see."

Luo Dongdong pursed his lips and lowered his head: "No more."

Mei Feiyu looked at Luo Dongdong in surprise, and memorized a name after three months of learning?My son has always been very smart.

Luo Dongdong lowered his head in shame, feeling that he was ashamed of his father, but English was so difficult that he bit his tongue when he spoke English.

Seeing his son's pitiful appearance, Mei Feiyu immediately felt distressed, and quickly put his arms around Luo Dongdong and said, "It's okay, it's okay, if you don't say it, let's not talk about it, it's okay."

Luo Dongdong said with a mournful face: "If you don't learn how to go, I will go to see you."

Mei Feiyu waved his hand indifferently: "Little dad is in France, you can't speak English, come and learn French from dad."

Luo Dongdong didn't have any confidence at all: "I can't even learn English well, but I still learn French. How is it possible?"

"It's impossible, come on, tell Dad, Père."

Luo Dongdong repeated without hope: "Père."

Mei Feiyu applauded encouragingly: "Look, how accurate the pronunciation is, even the uvula is not difficult."

Luo Dongdong asked in surprise: "Am I really right?"

"Well, you're right, there's nothing wrong with it, the pronunciation is very accurate."

Luo Xiao thought for a while and said a few words, Luo Dongdong repeated them one by one, the pronunciation was quite accurate, Luo Xiao said a few more sentences, Luo Dongdong also repeated without any mistakes without any pressure.

Yan Xiping and Uncle Yan stared at Luo Dongdong in surprise. They had experienced three months in a row how poor Luo Dongdong's ability to learn foreign languages ​​was. It was a bit surprising to see him suddenly improve so much. Uncle Yan tentatively said, "Dongdong Dong, say family again."

The excited Luo Dongdong opened his mouth and said, "dumpling."

Several people were silent collectively. What was wrong with this? Yan Xiping recalled that Luo Dongdong seemed to have never spoken English or sung English songs when he grew up. Whether he wanted to learn it or not, he said no, so it turned out that he couldn't learn it.

Uncle Yan's head was a little knotted. He broke the quiet atmosphere and said, "If I remember correctly, French and English have a lot of similar words. Even if there is a slight difference in pronunciation, there is no difference between Chinese and French. big difference."

It was rare for Mei Feiyu not to confront Uncle Yan, but nodded in agreement: "Yes, I learned French and English together at the beginning."

Uncle Yan pretended to be pious and asked for advice: "Then what's going on here, please popularize science."

Mei Feiyu shook his head in confusion and looked at Luo Xiao. Luo Xiao was silent for a long time, squatted down and said to Luo Dongdong: "Let's stop learning English, okay?"

Luo Dongdong didn't have the concept of grade four or six in his mind, so he was willing to learn English that he had never learned before, so he nodded obediently and said, "Okay."

The stunned Mei Feiyu revived with full blood and state: "That's right, my baby will learn French from my little daddy, and when you get better, my little daddy will take you to France to play, okay?"

Luo Dongdong smiled and said, "Okay."

Uncle Yan glanced at Luo Xiao speechlessly, are you really okay with this?Luo Xiao looked back blankly, my son's wishes come first.

Uncle Yan lowered his head and lamented, he used to bite his tongue when he spoke English back then, but his father didn't get used to it, he just packed himself up and threw him on the plane to America, and didn't give him a penny other than food and lodging, saying that he was a part-time job Earning money can learn the local language as quickly as possible, and he can’t figure out how to let children under the age of ten work part-time. Since no one will ask for child labor, in the end, they can only work for the helpers at home to earn a little remuneration. It can't be more miserable, I and Xiao Dongdong are really different fathers who have the same experience.

Luo Dongdong probably sensed Uncle Yan's sorrow, so he stood on tiptoe and touched his head like a little dad.

Seeing his actions, Mei Feiyu realized that her son hadn't grown any flesh other than his complexion. Of course, his height was also included. Looking at Yan Xiping, who was already a head taller than the last time we met, he suddenly felt sad. Cut the body of the person who killed him into thousands of pieces.

Luo Dongdong's mind was sensitive. When he saw his little dad's eyes circled between himself and Yan Xiping, his eyes turned red. He quickly thought of his little dad's thoughts, and he tilted his head and snuggled into his arms, acting like a baby: "I want to dad."

Mei Feiyu's mood really got better again, hugging her baby son and hugging her was not enough, Luo Dongdong struggled hard in Mei Feiyu's arms for a long time, stretched out his head and looked over his shoulder to Luo Xiao for help, Luo Xiao gave He had a helpless look in his eyes, bear with it, it will be fine when he passes his madness.

Luo Dongdong desperately gave up struggling and let Mei Feiyu toss. Seeing this situation, Yan Xiping was not happy. Usually Dongdong only acted like a baby with himself, but now he suddenly had another one in his heart. It was very unpleasant, even if that person was his adoptive father. Yes, that unreliable adoptive father can only appear a few times a year. Dongdong was raised by himself, and he doesn't accept rebuttals.

Yan Xiping found a reason to attract Luo Dongdong's attention: "Dongdong, little uncle and the others should be tired, let them rest first, okay?"

In Luo Dongdong's philosophy, Xipi's elder brother said everything was right, so Mei Feiyu decisively continued to toss: "Dad, let's go rest."

"Father is not tired." Mei Feiyu was excited when he saw his son, how could he be sleepy.

Luo Dongdong pushed away the big head that came closer again, and said firmly, "Dad, you are tired, it's time to rest."

Uncle Yan couldn't help it for a long time. He lay down on the table and laughed loudly. He knew what it means to say that you are sleepy if you are sleepy, and sleepy if you are not sleepy.

Luo Xiao also opened his mouth and said: "You have been in high spirits since you came back from preparations, you should really rest."

The three men that Mei Feiyu couldn't resist the most: father, husband, and old son, two-thirds of the three mountains of life let him go to sleep, and he was instantly sleepy. Step by step and turn back three times to the guest room to rest.

Mei Feiyu was probably overexcited. She slept for two days and one night. Luo Xiao carried him to the toilet like a child to solve the problem. Luo Dongdong was very worried. If he didn't see his breathing smoothly, he would have fallen asleep. .

In the early morning two days later, Mei Feiyu, who was full of sleep, bounced around in the yard and punched a set of heart-warming fists that she had created, and shouted at the window of Luo Dongdong's bedroom full of energy: "Son, dad will take you!" Go out and play."

The author has something to say: Uncle Yan who is envious and jealous: "Different fathers in the same world."

Old Man Yan who was carrying the bottle: "What did you just say?"

Uncle Yan who sprinted to escape: "Prajna Paramita!!!"