On the contrary, little Nezha does not have so much psychological burden. All the courses he takes now are ones that he is really interested in and wants to learn after trying them, so he does not need others to force him. He interviews the teacher himself, as long as the teacher is his absolute
If he is convinced, then he will not feel any rejection and spend money to hire a teacher to teach him.
Every teacher who taught him was amazed at his talent and hard work. They said that it was rare for such a young child to be so self-disciplined. They wished they could take him as a disciple and train him specifically. However, little Nezha declined and said: "I
I like it, but these can only be my hobbies and ways to relieve my stress. My main business is still business."
At a young age, he had made clear plans for himself.
If he takes more responsibility, his younger brother can take less responsibility.
Nan Song and Yu Jinwen felt that their son was too mature. Perhaps it was difficult for him to be immature when he was around his eldest brother. His eldest brother had been like this since he was a child.
Luo Junheng didn't come back until evening, covered in moisture.
it's raining outside.
"Brother!"
Nan Song didn't care that he was wet and just jumped on her. Luo Junheng hugged her out of habit, but his face was stern, "You are so old, but you still look like a little girl."
"In front of you, I am always a young girl."
Luo Junheng glanced at her gently, took off his wet coat, hugged Yu Jinwen again, and asked: "Nezha is in class, right? Where is Erlang Shen?"
"Asleep."
The three of them chatted and laughed all the way to the tea room.
Luo Junheng has not drank since he was ordered to give up drinking by Xiao Nezha. In the past few years, he has even quit smoking. Like Su Rui, he has become a health expert. The wine cabinet at home has no use.
, filled with tea leaves, it was later transformed into a tea room.
He went into the room, took a shower, and changed into home clothes. When he returned to the tea room, Nan Song had already brewed the tea, and he could smell the aroma of tea from a long distance away.
Tea was brought by Nan Song and Yu Jinwen from Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao.
Luo Junheng's blue eyes brightened a little, "I just finished drinking my tea."
"I know. Before we came, Nezha specially told us that you like to drink this, so let us bring you more." Nan Song poured a cup for Luo Jun, "Try it."
Luo Junheng picked up the tea cup, put it under his nose and smelled it before taking a sip.
The tea has a strong aroma and mellow taste, leaving a fragrant aroma on your teeth and cheeks after drinking.
Luo Junheng thought about it for a long time, "Your tea-making skills are beyond praise."
Nan Song raised his eyebrows at Yu Jinwen, "Did you hear that? Brother praised me."
"I heard."
Yu Jinwen couldn't help but laugh, "Brother rarely praises others. It only happens once in a thousand years."
Luo Junheng put down his tea cup, "Every time you two sing in harmony, there must be something fishy. Tell me, besides visiting your son, what else do you have to do in Birmingham this time?"
"Sure enough, I can't hide it from my eldest brother."
Nan Song and Yu Jinwen looked at each other and smiled. Yu Jinwen took over Nan Song's words and said to Luo Junheng: "Brother, Xiao Song and I want to hold a wedding at the Magic City Castle."